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skystep2018-09-24 12:01 am
prisontower) wrote in skystep2018-09-24 12:01 am
for lefol!
[cold.
the transformation of the world reflects avenger's mindset toward it. it was so cold -- harsh, uncaring to the plights of any man who lived in it. it was now filled to the brim with horrific, unstoppable suffering. no one would ever come to save you from the fate that could befall you. either you adapted, or you died with little fanfare. those lucky enough to live, they live for the purpose of getting revenge on the one who had caused this. a cruel, hateful, hellish world was what they'd been plunged into. if everyone at chaldea wasn't so busy surviving, he might've gotten in more than one bitterly smug "i told you so".
but for a time, they're kept busy just trying to survive in such strange, stressful conditions. unlike chaldea, there's little room to roam or even breathe by yourself. the shadow border is even a strain on him, and he no longer has human worries like "food" or "sleep". in fact, it's somewhat of a relief when that caster announces they're resurfacing for more supplies. all the servants and staff are assembled to discuss it, but avenger disregards the ensuing argument. going out there in this weather is just as much madness as staying in and waiting; whatever their decision ends up, it is little more than folly in face of the inevitable.
well. apparently, he should've been paying more attention, as somehow in the end he's the one who's turned out in the cold. "good luck!" caster says cheerfully before sealing the door shut firmly. irritation yanks the corners of his mouth into a deep frown. that's easy for her to say, considering she gets to sit and wait without lifting a finger. ... although he's not alone; ritsuka is with him. if he has to guess, the other chaldea members told her something to trigger her guilt. so he's the one selected to be her meat shield this time? interesting.
one thing comes to mind before they set out on this little journey, though.]
... Hoh. Shielder is not accompanying us this time?
[yes, the two of them were alone in the snowfield. it isn't any skin off his nose -- avenger can safely say he bares no particular animosity towards shielder. (no more than anyone else, at least.) but she tends to follow after ritsuka like a puppy, so it surprises him a little to see them separated.]
the transformation of the world reflects avenger's mindset toward it. it was so cold -- harsh, uncaring to the plights of any man who lived in it. it was now filled to the brim with horrific, unstoppable suffering. no one would ever come to save you from the fate that could befall you. either you adapted, or you died with little fanfare. those lucky enough to live, they live for the purpose of getting revenge on the one who had caused this. a cruel, hateful, hellish world was what they'd been plunged into. if everyone at chaldea wasn't so busy surviving, he might've gotten in more than one bitterly smug "i told you so".
but for a time, they're kept busy just trying to survive in such strange, stressful conditions. unlike chaldea, there's little room to roam or even breathe by yourself. the shadow border is even a strain on him, and he no longer has human worries like "food" or "sleep". in fact, it's somewhat of a relief when that caster announces they're resurfacing for more supplies. all the servants and staff are assembled to discuss it, but avenger disregards the ensuing argument. going out there in this weather is just as much madness as staying in and waiting; whatever their decision ends up, it is little more than folly in face of the inevitable.
well. apparently, he should've been paying more attention, as somehow in the end he's the one who's turned out in the cold. "good luck!" caster says cheerfully before sealing the door shut firmly. irritation yanks the corners of his mouth into a deep frown. that's easy for her to say, considering she gets to sit and wait without lifting a finger. ... although he's not alone; ritsuka is with him. if he has to guess, the other chaldea members told her something to trigger her guilt. so he's the one selected to be her meat shield this time? interesting.
one thing comes to mind before they set out on this little journey, though.]
... Hoh. Shielder is not accompanying us this time?
[yes, the two of them were alone in the snowfield. it isn't any skin off his nose -- avenger can safely say he bares no particular animosity towards shielder. (no more than anyone else, at least.) but she tends to follow after ritsuka like a puppy, so it surprises him a little to see them separated.]
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She's getting a check up, so it'll be just the two of us today.
[ And, well, with such rotten weather she can't blame him for being extra grumpy. She looks up to the sky, tugging on her gloves, and the clouds creeping towards them look nothing short of ominous; a storm will break around them, so the fastest they reach the village, the better. ]
Let's go, Avenger! Want me to race you? We ought to move a lot to warm up our bodies!