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Current Just heard the news about Woojin from Stray Kids. I'm so devastated and literally shaking. This feels like a really sick joke, but I hope he and the other 8 members are okay. #ThankYouWoojin
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For any kind of wound, there's always some kind of medicine or treatment.
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5 yrs ago
Remember kids, never let anyone convince you to take college physics over the summer! :'D
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i don't know what to put in this now...
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No posts today or tomorrow. finals.
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The young fairy flew with fervor, more than anticipating someone or something to come out and attack them out of the blue. Of course this was simply just nerves, but when the Red Hood turned back to look at both Kiri and herself, Loona could help but let out a little squeak, nervous that she might've already did something wrong. But it only seemed to be nothing as the man looked back ahead of him. ...What was that all about?

It looked like that question would be answered much earlier than the brunette thought as she looked back to Ryder with wide eyes, her freckled face already turning a soft shade of pink.
“U-Um, what can I d-do?” She repeated with a stutter. It was question she was so use to hearing from outsiders, but talking to a Red Hood was a lot more intimidating than she thought. Trying to ignore the looks coming their way, Loona smiled nervously as she continued. “W-Well, most of my power comes from the dust that I secrete. I can activate it to do lots of things. Make myself a-and others f-fly, make things b-bigger or smaller, h-heal mild wounds...and other stuff too.” She concluded with an eager nod. It was never much fun to talk about what she could naturally do since people would simply look at her like even more of higher being despite being more like humans in comparison. “I-I'm honored to be the first of my kind to be an acquaintance to you s-sir. M-Might I ask about some of y-your missions as a Red Hood? I-If you don't mind that is...” Loona took a tentative seat on Ryder's shoulder as the other two walked, searching for any sign of the man wanting her to move just in case she bothered him.
Near Bethlehem, Israel, Green Sahara @Nerevarine @Renny

Capella was still struggling to figure out what was even going on. Memories from when she left Bethlehem to now were still a complete blur. How did she even find herself in the midst of these two people? And what did any of this have to do with her?

Too weak to pull herself together for the rush of lightning and steel coming both of their way, the star child let out a gasp as the familiar warmth from before enveloped her frame, guiding her to the left. Clutching onto her savior's clothing as she squeezed her eyes shut, Capella left it to the more able stranger to get them out of this unneeded situation. She only opened her eyes when the warmth left her side, now looking at the two super humans trading blows with each other. They clearly weren't from here, that's for sure.

Unfortunately, there was nothing Capella could do; even watching was starting to become a struggle as her vision blured in and out of the void, only fully coming back to the single sound of a gunshot ringing in her ears. The sound reverberated horrifically through the stagnant air, blood running cold through her veins. What...what was that? Capella watched Yevon as blood darker than the night sky spilling out of his torso. She opened her mouth in hopes of getting them to stop, but nothing was coming out. Instead, she pulled herself onto her knees and began to crawl back into the fray.

Trails of lightning danced past and around the white flame that was Yevon. He was so bright in fact that Capella had to look away, steel eyes heating back up to a brilliant gold in the process. Once the blinding flame faded to nothingness, Capella found herself starting at the oh so familiar weapon now in Yevon's possession.

He was an ally.

The green eyed woman, Audry was her name, was apparently just as shocked as she was to see the keyblade manifest in such a way. She was also sent to defend...Capella herself? The letter didn't mention anything about an Audry meant to protect her or help her in any way...if anything the man with the keyblade seemed far more trustworthy than this woman.

Eventually, Capella got herself back to Yevon's side, but this was after he succumbed to the wounds of their needless battle. Shooting Audry a fierce golden look, most of which was a bluff because of her weak statue, the star child began to draw on the teal man's wounds, pale green glyphs materializing in the midst of the action. The glyphs themselves were crumbling as she put them up, but they managed to hold out long enough for her to finish, the glyphs stopping the bleeding, but not healing the actual wounds he suffered. That'd require another glyph.

However, before Capalla could get started on the second drawing, her once golden eyes faded back to teal, then darkened even more to a charcoal color as the girl lost consciousness, body falling right beside Yevon, palm resting over his wounds, right where she put the glyphs...

location: Vertti Household
tag(s): Mistress Vertti @BrokenPromise
mention(s):

The boy tried to focus on fishing, wanting to at least get something so that it would lift the Mistress' spirits, but everything just seemed to still at that moment. It was like the Earth stopped spinning and was waiting in bated breath to see what would happen next. What was Grisaia doing? He was staring at where his fishing line connected with the smooth water. Despite his calm exterior, the blonde couldn't help but watch from his peripheral as the Mistress moved over his side of the boat, strategically placing the equipment on the other side. It was only then that he gave her his full attention.

"I forgive you. In the moment it probably felt like the right thing to do. I'd probably do the same if I were in your situation." He spoke up before quickly nodding in agreement and looking back out at the water. "Even thought I would never say it in front of my colleagues, I agree." Not only where they the only two in the estate that shared a last name, but he could remember the day he arrived, Grisaia never felt particularly frightened or nervous around the older woman. It was feeling he never wanted to forget, and thus, here he was.

The rabbit almost gave himself whiplash with how fast he looked back at the woman next to him. Ears still shaking a bit from the sudden movement, crystal eyes searched the Mistress' face for any sigh of her lying. And of course there was none.
"Wh-What?" He blinked, listening carefully to what she had to say. Her past didn't seem much different from his own. It would explain why she was so nice to him. And even with this newfound information, it wasn't like he was going to treat her any different because of it. "I'm the one that should be thanking you for all those things instead, but of cou--" Grisaia never got the chance to finish as his fishing line went taut, making him jolt forward awkwardly.

"O-Oh dear..." He mumbled as he began to pull on the fishing rod in intervals.






Eiko nodded slowly, emerald eyes following Mie with a glint of curiosity behind them.
"That makes sense..." Eiko trailed as she looked back at the other's clothing once again. Of course the girl had only really been exposed to Pristella's clothing and fabrics, so seeing something from Kiraragi made it harder for the brunette to really tell the worth of the clothing. She could only assume at this point. "Alright, I have faith in you. You'll do great!" She chimed as she brought her arms back out into a T-pose.

Being more than use to being measured and measuring herself, Eiko let her mind wander as she didn't want to disturb Mie on accident. It was only when the other spoke up that the dove did herself.
"Aw, thanks! I try to take good care of them, even thought it's kind of a hassle." She grinned before nodded quickly. She really shouldn't make a hole for her wings, especially since she hadn't been planning on buying the dress anyways. "I-It's fine, I wouldn't worry too much about that..." She trailed as she lowered her arms and followed Mie to where the dress laid. It really was a pretty dress... Eiko frowned slightly, only to immediate perk up when Mie started speaking to her again. Did she want the dress? Her mind was saying to think it over again while her heart was screaming yes. "I-"

The words never left her mouth as she was interrupted by an old man. A shopkeeper with a secret? Mie Yukima? Emerald eyes slowly went from the man to Mie as she remained quiet. She wasn't quite sure if Mie wanted to be known or not so it was better just stay back and watch. Just then another voice came out the blue, effectively scaring the brunette with both his voice and appearance, making her scoot behind the fox with wide eyes. Who exactly where these people? And what did they want with some shopkeeper?!
Near Bethlehem, Israel, Green Sahara @Nerevarine @Renny

As the disconnect between her soul and body remained, Capella tumbled helplessly towards the ground, losing her grip on Amalthea who ended up being flung out into a different direction because of how fast they were cutting through the air. Both the veil she bought to blend in and the one she always wore was practically yanked off her head, relentless gusts undoing the neat braids that kept Capella's blond and blue streaked hair from getting in her face. There was absolutely nothing she could do except wait for the inevitable crack of her skull into a million pieces...

Capella will never know why the gods decided to spare her with a warm embrace instead.

Unable to comprehend what was going on, the star child only started coming to when she felt something soft poking innocently at her cheek. Golden eyes faded to steel blue was she opened them halfway, her flushed face making her eyes brighter than they really were. The last thing she was expecting to see was a man dressed in odd clothing even for her. Unsure of what was going on as her memory up until the point she fell was a little fuzzy, Capella struggled to pull herself into a seated position to get a better look at the man crouched beside him.

He didn't seem to mean any harm as pale teal, or maybe silver, eyes stared back at her. Despite sitting down, Capella's breaths were labored, the fatigue finally catching up to her body and coating her bones. She was never the athletic type, and doing something like saving a whole town was definitely a lot of exercise, so this was to be expected. As she opened her mouth to say something, the star child fell into a coughing fit instead, throat raw and sore from all the yelling that transpired. Before she had a chance to compose herself, the neighing of a horse startled the blonde, who was now looking in the direction of the noise only to be met with the sight of piercing green.

Obviously frightened by the sudden newcomer brandishing a sword, Capella leaned away from the second new person and towards the man that probably saved her, small hands trembling violently in front of her as the occasional cough forced its way out of her body.

location: Vertti Household
tag(s): Mistress Vertti @BrokenPromise
mention(s): Aer and Mie

The blonde's movements to set up for fishing eventually came to a halt as he watched the Mistress carefully, ears drooping slightly as she finally decided to give him the entire truth, a truth that she was planning to give him later it appeared. She mentioned a few things he knew about already and that had been garnered from his past. At the mention of the Demi-Human Bandits, Grisaia almost snapped the fishing rod in his hands in half, the fabric of his gloves stretching painfully over his hands. Seeing his mother blush at the Belrigger's name made him even more angry, and he was more than prepared to speak up on it, but seeing how important this was for all Demi-Humans as well as the relation to the Mistress' disappearance, Grisaia kept his thoughts to himself. "Disguising yourself like that was too risky..." However thinking about the possible dangerous situations Vertti could have found herself in, Grisaia found the words slipping through gritted teeth. The mention of the royal seal had the crystal eyed boy nodding along once again, but Mie's inclusion in her explanation was just plain confusing. What did Mie have to do with anything? Yeah, she had a really bad habit of swindling from people, but she was otherwise harmless...

"I guess you're right..." He mumbled when she brought up Aer and himself. There'd be nothing to worry about now that the both of them were watching over the woman, right? Grisaia along with Adhara and Anubis was more than enough to keep an eye on Vertti, but having Aer with him took a large load off his shoulders. It was clear she didn't want to talk about this anymore, so instead Grisaia simply nodded and looked out at the aqua colored water. "If you need help, let me know okay? I'm here to help, please don't forget that." Words holding a double meaning, Grisaia decided to focus on fishing for now.

Hopefully it would lighten the mood.

|| Tiz Arrior || Day Three - Evening || South Temple Plain || WC: 574 || Level 1 ||
|| Bentley @ONL, Delsin @DJAtomika ||

Experience: |||||||||| (04/10)
BP:0


A barely visible frown found its way onto Tiz's face when Bentley mentioned not having anything specific to take care of the horses, but it quickly dawned on the boy that he shouldn't expect the turtle to coincidentally have something like that on him for this very moment. Plus, it would feel weird to watch Bentley do something to the horses since they're closer to the word 'animal' then him and Delsin were.
“Smoke should work, just something to keep them from running deeper into the plain, you know?” He soon responded as he messed around with the hem of his tunic idly. “It's better then you guys possibly getting trampled by some horses or worse.” He then muttered as the thought eventually dawned on him that he'd need to tame three horses at the same time. One was already a delicate process, like trying to stick a thread through the head of a needle without a thimble, now he had to worry about two more? The silverish brunette shook his head, immediately eliminating all the nervousness that started to swell up inside of him; it would only make the horses trust him less, they can smell that shit for sure.

As they found themselves walking on the lush earth, Tiz couldn't suppress the grin as the breath of nature invaded his nostrils, taking him to a home away from home. “You got that right, but I love pollen!” The boy hummed, watching the other curiously as he needed to use what looked like an inhaler to open up his lungs before giving the turtle a thumbs up to show he knew the plan. The motion quickly slackened however when the other human of their little party jogged ahead of them. “Hey, wait up Delsin!” Motioning their leader to follow him, Tiz bounded after the other with a small smirk. “Yep, sounds about right. But I have faith you'll figure something out with that smoke.” He smiled, watching the ribbons of smoke leave Delsin's hand and dance gracefully behind them.

At the mention of Delsin's idea, Tiz nodded eagerly, but as he opened his mouth to voice it was a good idea, the former scurried ahead, using the now taller grass as cover. Best not to bother him... not to mention they couldn't be loud in fear of scaring the wild beasts. Crouching as well to avoid making the horses nervous, Tiz remained where he was, waiting for the cue to do his thing.

After what felt like minutes (it was actually just a few seconds), a very pitched whistle startled even Tiz despite knowing who it was. It was time. The silverish brunette bounded forward so that he'd find himself within the makeshift circle of smoke and whatever Bentley had up his sleeve. Once the horses, each of which being black, white, and brown respectively, were close enough to him, Tiz held both of his hands, giving Delsin a quick glance over.

“Okay, no more noises. Only shout out when the horses stop looking at me or try to run away.” Voice barely above a whisper, Tiz slowly approached the wild beasts, calming himself down in hope to make the animals feel the same. “Aw, don't worry, I won't hurt you... come here okay? I won't hurt you. I'll protect you, all three of you...” Tiz whispered like a mantra, only halting his steps if the horses decided to look away from him.

|| Akira Kurusu || Day Three - Evening || Halberd F3 || WC: 526 || Level 4 ||
|| ??? @Zarkun, Slayer @Lugubrious, Naija @DracoLunaris, Cloud, D3, Kirby @Holy Soldier ||

Experience: |||||||||| |||||||||| |||||||||| |||||||||| (11/40)


The young phantom thief found himself gritting his teeth to avoid biting his tongue as the shell he claimed as his own came crashing down into one of the floors of the Halberd ship. While the capsule tried it's best to slow down to a stop, Akira didn't wait for it and instead hopped out and proceeded to press himself against one of the walls of the corridor he found himself in, also waiting for the shell to come to a complete stop. He took a moment to catch his breath, muscles tense and fingers gripping tightly around the Prisdagger he received upon the mission he completed earlier today, while also trying to listen past the alarms that had gone off because of their arrival. Although his vision was still swimming from the planned launch onto the Halberd, Akira could tell the ship was bustling with crew mates trying to make amends of their ambush, not that he was all too surprised. The floor he happened to find himself in felt pretty high up; not to mention the concentration of frantic footsteps to his right. There's a lot of commotion going on in general...

Deciding to keep his chances up, Akira looked to his left and sprinted down the small corridor, heels clicking faintly under him..

Going there by himself would essentially be a death wish. He needed to find someone, anyone, and thin out the enemies in order to make everyone's lives more easy. Then talk to their captain.

The raven haired boy continued down the path set out for him, occasionally clinging onto the shadows when oddly cute orange and cream colored blobs raced past with varying weapons and even their fists, ready to take down anyone in their way. Were these really the 'enemies' they had to watch out for? It was a hard thing to think about. They were just protecting their ship, much like any other person would. It was a shame that they found found themselves on opposite sides this time around, but it was all the more reason for their team to finish this as quickly as possible; much like any other Palace he's stumbled to, better things were to come after they were destroyed.

Akira wished he could have taken a look outside to see if he could spot the others, but as he turned the corner, a spot of pink and blotch of red suddenly invaded his vision as he immediately pulled off his mask in response.
“Arsene, Ei- wait...” A sigh escaped the human's lips as Arsene also relaxed behind him, blue flames and black chains extinguished and crumbled respectively behind him. Turns out the the raven haired teen was a bit jumpy, seeing as he almost blasted his allies into oblivion... well more like ally seeing at the penguin wasn't really apart of the team just yet. “Kirby and Dedede, right? Good. I'll need all the help I can get. We need to thin out the enemies wandering around on this floor and try to get into contact with the others before we do anything to rash. Have you seen anyone else by any chance?”
Bethlehem, Israel, Green Sahara @Nerevarine @Renny

The sickening smell of burning flesh and the added weight of her blade had the girl squeeze her eyes shut in despair. It was almost like Rago didn't even see what was right in front of him. Capella could only imagine what would have happened if the other evaded her attack, however the thought didn't manage to fully make itself realized as she soon found herself looking down at the man's hat. A part of her wanted to take the accessory for herself, as a parting gift of sorts, but another part of her wanted to forget this whole event even happened.

Everything seemed to move in slow motion at that point, Heartless retreating as if they did nothing wrong; without their leader, they probably lost the will to do anything for themselves. Well, it didn't matter anymore. She should probably find Rago's body to make sure he's actually done for. Unfortunately, this thought was pushed to the back of her mind as both the woman and child she's tasked to protect threw themselves at the star child, said girl sending away Halcyon before she accidentally hurt the two. Small, trembling hands found their way around the two, clutching gently onto them to get a better footing.
"Y-You're welcome...You're welcome...I'm g-glad I could help..." Capella rasped with a small smile, voice completely shot from all the yelling.

Once the woman, Maryam was her name, calmed down, Capella was given a much proper thank you before her attention moved to a man struggling to get back to his feet. Capella simply kept her distance, reaching down to collect the wide rimmed hat before holding it against her chest. She needed to move on after finding Rago, taking up more time here would only just make her next journey all the harder. Unfortunately, the people of Bethlehem weren't going to let her off as easily as she thought.
"O-Oh, um, you really don't hav--" Never getting the chance to finish, Capella whisked away against her will, and treated graciously for her hard work.

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The people of Bethlehem were far too nice. Even though they had just been attack and lost most of what they grew accustomed to, they still managed to pull a celebration that Capella didn't have the heart to walk away from. At least she was able to catch up with Amalthea in the midst of it. If Rago was really still out there, he'd be gone by then, so Capella made the decision to avoid wasting more time looking for him and instead head to her next destination;

PS: After you've saved Bethlehem, go to the western side of a Peninsula called Arabia, and save a city called Mecca from an invading army calling themselves the Kingdom of Axum. Do not let a single Axumite - Or their own legions of Heartless - get within 50 miles of the city. Another birth of immense importance is to occur there.

"The Gummi Ship is still back at Jerusalem." The Moogle mused, making Capella sigh in slight defeat. She couldn't possibly ask the people of Bethlehem for a ride, not when they needed to be together at this point. Plus, it wouldn't be too hard to fly back. This time, using his finger to draw the Corvus glyph she needed, Capella was in the skies in no time, Amalthea clutched tightly in her free arm.

It was smooth sailing for a little bit before Capella found herself hit with a wave of dizziness.
"Capella?" At that instant, the glyph on her back crumbled and her vision blurred. Did she push herself too much? Her mind was still running, but her body just couldn't keep up it seemed. Unable to lower herself before her wings disappeared, Capella felt herself plummeting towards the ground, Amalthea shouting her name, and consciousness fading in the process. However, just before she was completely out for the count, steel eyes caught the sight of a figure moving towards Bethlehem...
@Renny Sure! That sounds good to me ^^ Capella's heading to Arabia next so it's your call if you want to catch her in Bethlehem beforehand or meet up with her in Arabia :)
Bethlehem, Israel, Green Sahara @Nerevarine

Bethlehem was said to be on the smaller side in terms of towns, but with all the commotion going on and the fact Capella still had yet to find Yeshua made her think otherwise. The clothing she bought not even a few hours ago was already starting to tear at the ends. Royal purple sleeves were now scorched an evil black as they tried not to disintegrate from the combat it clearly wasn't suited for. But regardless, the star child didn't stop. Once one of her glyphs broke down, she was quick to make another, even leaving some of them on the ground and setting them off once she was farther away. The tediousness of it almost made Capella go crazy, but she wasn't planning on stopping until she knew where Yeshua was; and with this extra boost in power she was given, it only made her desires that much more obtainable.

The young girl searched to and fro, helping those she came across but also keeping an extra close eye on anything that seemed out of the ordinary. This eventually lead to Capella's steel gaze falling upon some of the men she remembered she helped escape earlier.

Only...they were dead now.

Capella wouldn't have been too surprised especially since she'd told them to leave quite a while ago, but something was off... Taking this as a clue, Capella followed the barely visible trail of blood that seemed to be coming from a mystery assailant; someone that either had to be a third party or the one behind all of this.

The trail proved to be very useful, different bodies replacing the drops of blood she was already straining her eyes to see. Eventually, the Auriga-born found herself staring at one of the only buildings that had yet to collapse in the midst of everything, wasting no time sprinting towards it, shallow pants of breath being all Capella could muster at the moment. Standing in front of the building entrance, Capella was left face to face with both her objective and her enemy.

The former looked unharmed for the most part, and it was honestly a large weight off the blonde's shoulders to see that she hadn't already failed. But as her attention moved to the man looming over them, the weights returned ten times heavier. Black skin darker than the moonless night sky. Body cradled by an orange fabric as warm as the sun. A wide straw hat that masked most of his facial features aside from a slasher smile as sharp as his sword if not sharper.

Capella couldn't stop her hands from shaking as she positioned Halcyon in front of her. She could hear her heartbeat in her ears, it drowning out everything aside from what the man in front of her was saying. With very little time to regain her bearings, the star child found herself in another fight, one that she couldn't just force her way out of.

"I-I'm not a hero, b-but I do h-have a t-task..." She croaked before letting out a strangled fit of coughs afterwards. The name Rago Yakubu completely eluded her, but it wasn't like she had enough time to think about it anyways as she was forced to move back in hopes of getting Rago away from Yeshua and his mother. Too much distance might make the man give up on her, so taking to the skies was out of the option. Close combat against someone like this would be impossible for her, but she'd just have to make it work.

Bright red, crumbling glyphs remained by her side as she called forth on the power of her constellation again to send a flurry of fireballs in the man's direction, before following right behind them with a prepared slash in the shape of an arc; an attack that would at least protect her if Rago chose to retaliate.
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