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[unmyeoung]

had she said that aloud? she tried really hard not to make it too obvious, though her insecurities spilled out often. it was hard, knowing she loved sabine- knowing she loved sabine, and knowing sabine would indulge her in these things. she'd give her kisses, share a meal, share a bed. and she'd told her- she'd said it herself, that she'd be ok with this arragement. that being close to her was enough, but she couldn't help the feeling that yearned inside of her. she wanted her to be here every night. she wanted to kiss her whenever she wanted. she wanted to know sabine wanted her here just as much as she wanted her to be here.

and the thoughts shake her at night. they're the worst when she's yet to fall asleep, when she's left alone with darkness and nothing but the voice in her head. and it's easy to keep it to herself in her own room, she'll pace around, or hug squish-squish-- and that's enough.

but now, with her inhibitions low and sabine present, she'd gone and made a confession in the form of a plea.

still, her voice, her scent, her hands on her are enough. she's easily soothed, and she lets the small gestures wash over her. this was true. where else would sabine go tonight? back to her own room? that wasn't that far away. if she really did leave by the morning, well, tala would know where to find her anyways.

yet, even that thought made her heart ache.. just a little. if she went to bed like this, tucked up against the taller agent; warm in the embrace of the person she loved most.. how empty she'd feel if her bed was abandoned by morning.

she snuggles her tighter, as though if she holds on tightly enough, sabine can't leave even if she wants to. even if it's illogical, even if her embrace would surely slack by the time she fell asleep.

"i love you." it's another sleepy confession. it's something she might regret in the morning- worse, it's something she might regret now. but while she's so open to speaking, she can't hold back her heart from speaking its truth to the other.

@unmyeoung said: ❛ promise me you’ll still be here when i wake up. ❜ (shockbite) Assortment of Dialogue Prompts || Accepting

The grip the other has on her is unusually tight this evening, something she thinks to bring up briefly before Tala's words catch her off guard. Suddenly there's reason for the tightness, shaped by the words the other speaks. That's interesting, She hadn't really thought the other had any attachment issues but this could be some sort of specific worry catered to their unique circumstance. Was this something that frequently ran through Tala's mind? That she was legitimately concerned with Sabine leaving her? Or was this influenced by the late hour and her inability to keep her eyes open for another minute? It's difficult to discern.

"Tala," her voice is low, having already succumbed to her soft pillows and wear and tear of the day. Fingers thread through the blues and yellows that make the smaller agent's hair, letting her actions speak the reassurance her tone doesn't yet convey. "I don't have anywhere else to go." Plainly the words rest but there's a hidden meaning she neglects to emphasize. This … space that Tala has created for her to exist in has provided her with more of an outlet than anything she's ever given herself before. A space that feels so comfortable and inviting she could almost call it home. If she were brave enough to let down her walls, maybe she would.

The meaning of the word had never meant anything significant to her in the past. Home was just another place she existed, albeit silently. Four walls she'd grown up in with two people she was familiar with. It wasn't anything more than a building housing memories and eventually, a fleeting thought. Never had it held any more meaning than its destination. Simple, and convenient, it's what made something notable.

She never imagined it would be a person.

Home wasn't four walls with three people existing in the same place. All these years she misunderstood the meaning of the word. A house was a house but a home was something she needed more than she would let herself admit. A home was somewhere that accepted her for every ugly thought and bitter memory that clung to her skin and warmed her regardless of what she deserved. A home was something different, a feeling she could only experience with a person capable of showing it to her.

Home was right beside her, clinging to her in bed with her hair down and a sleepy tone asking her for a promise.

"Go to bed."

#galaxythixf #✩ if i run fast enough i won't hurt them ( neon ic ) #hi3

[unmyeoung]

it would have hurt less if she'd hit her. she doesn't need the reminder- no, she's never been bold enough to assume she knew about her past. that she knew enough to navigate whatever situation they currently shared- because if she had, maybe it wouldn't be a situation. maybe it'd already be something more. and as much as she convinces herself she's ok with their arrangement, part of her wants to be more to the other. she wants to hope she's as special to viper as viper is to her.

so maybe she'd been too bold. something that had meant to be a compliment- something to affirm to the other that maybe she wasn't quite the villain everyone seemed to dub her as.. instead, it seemed to have closed her off entirely.

to lose a conversation before it even began. what could she say? she was speechless.

she feels herself getting lost in her own thoughts, mulling over every detail to try and distract herself from that expression on sabine's face. like she's disappointed her, or maybe she touched a nerve? why was she always making mistakes?

her voice is enough to pull her back. she just stares at her quietly, shaking her head. "i haven't.. i wasn't.. super hungry.."

@unmyeoung said: ❛ you’re not as bad as everyone says you are. ❜ (shockbite) Assortment of Dialogue Prompts || Accepting

It's what she wants to believe, that her actions weren't as villainous as they were made out to be. That the blood on her hands is to no fault of her own but she knows the truth isn't quite so kind. It stains her skin like a tattoo and stays forever pigmented on her mind as a reminder of those she's indirectly harmed in the process of her abundant progress. She isn't meant to her those words.

She doesn't deserve it.

"You shouldn't comment on things you know nothing about." Sabine knows she's only trying to reassure her, that they're supposed to be words that comfort her rather than reaffirm her fears but they sound like pity against what she believes. The taller woman is already pushing her luck entertaining this — them, whatever they were. Tala wasn't someone who would understand that, not without the truth written out for anyway and Sabine had no intentions of giving it to her. Locked behind the gates she abandoned it in out of fear and her own disgust with the past that's kept her prisoner for so long. She'll succumb to it in private but that wasn't anything for Tala to see.

"…" But a part of her wants to believe that what the other says carries … some weight to it. That maybe, just maybe, there was something worthy of redeeming. It's the desperation speaking, she realizes but Tala's optimism has been changing her in ways she hadn't anticipated. It was … comforting. Comforting as much as it was misplaced but comforting nonetheless.

"Have you made anything to eat yet? It's getting late."

#galaxythixf #✩ if i run fast enough i won't hurt them ( neon ic ) #hi 2.

[unmyeoung]

she can't help it. she giggles and her lips curl upwards naturally into a smile. she's quick to pull his face up by his chin to give him a deep kiss. if it isn't enough to have her close, she'd be sure to convey it with her actions. it's different for him, she supposes. she's fairly secure in her attachments- she doesn't doubt that if he's dating her, the one that he wants is her. she's not afraid of the other girls in this club. he'd chosen her. he'd chosen her over everyone else, so there wasn't a need to overthink it when she just wanted to have fun with her boyfriend.

she pulls back with a soft smile. "you know, of ways to shut me up, i do quite enjoy being pulled close to you." she reaches a hand up, gently cupping his cheek. she moves, mouth moving next to his ear. "but you don't need to be jealous. i don't see anyone but you anyways."

@unmyeoung said: ❛ if i didn't know any better, i'd say you were jealous. ❜ (nanorift) Assortment of Dialogue Prompts || Accepting

"Tch, shut up." Yoru dismisses the thought immediately despite there being some truth to it and the hand that slips its way around her waist only supports her point. Tugging her closer to himself he lets his scowl speak for him the more he stares daggers at the moron that leaves them, completely unsatisfied with the idea of someone weaseling their way into her good graces. Innocent or not, he didn't like the idea of someone else hogging all of her attention or better yet competing with him for it. He only caught pieces of their conversation over the music that's a little hard to ignore but that was enough.

The arm around her waist quickly pulls her closer, pressing her back to his chest as he leans forward to press not one, not two, but plenty of kisses to her cheek and a few landing just around her neck. Public displays of affection weren't his favorite but this was a necessary warning he wouldn't be kind enough to give twice. If this was what it took to make a point then so be it, he wasn't ashamed to announce how much he cared about her, nor that she was his and only his. Let the next bastard try to make a move on his girl and see what happens.

#galaxythixf #✩ a genius through and through ( kj ic ) #hi.

[unmyeoung]

@galaxythixf

@unmyeoung said: ❛ you look really pretty right now. ❜ (healstorm) Assortment of Dialogue Prompts || Accepting

Jett blinked, processing that comment for a minute before resting a hand on her hip with a smirk. A whistle plays credit to her amusement before she even speaks. "Sage the flirt! I didn't think you had it in you." Chuckling the duelist decided to strike some sort of pose to show off her outfit a little more and if it pulled another compliment or two from Sage, that was a bonus. "So that's a yes to this one then, huh? Ice mommy likes me in shorts, noted."

had she been too direct? she'd been told it was best to be direct in this manner, and knowing jett's ego, she hadn't really thought she'd have this drastic of a reaction. she got complimented often enough, did she not? she stares at her, perplexed. "well you look good in most types of clothing, jett. and.. you know i'm not your mother, right?"

#galaxythixf #✩ i am your healer and your mountain ( sage ic ) #you know you have to live with the consequences of your actions #on this episode of does sage really not know or is she just trying to embarass you

[unmyeoung]

@galaxythixf

@unmyeoung said: ❛ kiss me again. ❜ (lightningstorm) Assortment of Dialogue Prompts || Accepting

"Don't have to tell me twice." She murmurs, still a breath away from Tala's lips that she eagerly returns to. Soft and sweet she kisses her slowly at first, feeling the rush make her heart race. What blanketed her felt like a sense of relief hearing Tala ask for another, smiling against the other's lips the more she thought about it. Finally she could share something like this with her and feel comfort knowing she wanted this. Sunwoo didn't want to push her luck, satisfied with the rhythm they had in such a simple yet fulfilling kiss. Hands reach for Tala's and guide them to rest along her own shoulders, breaking away from the kiss just to chuckle. "Addicted?"

she hadn't dared. in her heart of hearts, she hadn't even dared to allow herself to dream of this moment. but this was real, wasn't it? that they were sharing this moment, this affection? she needs to be careful, she's scared she'll spark up and hurt her. if she pulls away slightly breathless, can you blame her? she'd waited for so long. "a-a little..? you don't like it?"

#galaxythixf #✩ if i run fast enough i won't hurt them ( neon ic ) #this is tinyy whatever

[unmyeoung]

galaxythixf

@unmyeoung said: ❛ kiss me again. ❜ (shockbite) Assortment of Dialogue Prompts || Accepting

"That's bold, do you think you deserve it?" Sabine isn't ever against giving her a kiss but to hear Tala ask for it aloud was new and something she hadn't anticipated. The question really has very little relevance and regardless of which way Tala leaned it's likely she'll act on it herself. The question is more or less … for her own amusement. Urging Tala to answer something pointless to see how she'll react when pressed with it and Sabine had a feeling Tala would revert to her awkward, timid demeanor that the chemist seemed to enjoy meddling with. Green eyes glance at the other, studying her as she invited the silence that stood between them. It's almost impossible to keep herself from sparing the slightest of smiles looking at Tala. Not when she was so taken by that sweet expression that often sat on the duelist's face, igniting something within Sabine she previously believed didn't exist. Or perhaps, lied dormant for years before she ever thought someone would bother kindling that flame again. That she would allow someone to warm her tenderly, gently, to the degree she is now. Inviting the other to see a side of herself she lay to waste for years in favor of something far more sinister. To think she was capable of giving focus to someone even after devoting herself to something as vile as revenge. It still twisted her stomach to think about the possibility of disappointing Tala and who could blame her? Hands soaked in innocent blood she lay in fear that this bout of tenderness she was entertaining would crumble the second her crimes came to light, making all of this for naught. It's … vulnerability that she offers the other, without Tala's knowledge. It's a question that Sabine isn't brave enough to bring to light, not yet. Maybe not ever. No, it's likely everything will surface eventually and when the time came … Would Tala think of her as a monster? "For a job well done? Is that what you want to be paid with?"

deserve it? did she deserve any of the affection she sought from the other? she thought about it frequently. perhaps, in fact, a little too frequently. who was she to think she deserved her attention or affection?

and yet.. it was so sweet. the taste of moonlight against her lips, the subtle smile that she could just about swear was only for her- it was too dreamlike to even fantasize about, and yet.. she'd experienced it. those lips had been against her own.

she looks at her, eyes open, lips slightly parted, head tilted just a little. she shakes her head, voice soft. "it isn't that i think i deserve it.. i-i just like it.. when you kiss me? but.. i'm sorry for getting greedy.."

she looks at her, almost apologetic. "it's.. a little too much, right? for a reward.. uhm.. maybe.. we can have some tea together?"

#galaxythixf #✩ if i run fast enough i won't hurt them ( neon ic )

[unmyeoung]

@galaxythixf (x)

"There will never be a moment I don't." She doesn't hesitate to reassure her, the words falling like the promise she meant it as, finger brushing along the other's cheek gently. Privacy, it isn't permanent but she'd take advantage of it while it last. Her wounds weren't anything significant, none that her lover couldn't heal anyway but she knows Ling worries. The scuffs and bruises are nothing compared to what may have happened had she not been there to bear it. She'd rather bear the pain of be struck than swallow the familiar pain of another fallen loved one. Another tragic story to add to her unlucky list of tragedies. Not another. "I will always protect you."

she looks towards the other with a gentle smile, content with the small reassurance and touch. it isn't much, but it's enough for her. it has to be enough for her, until they're safe enough to do more. beyond the privacy of these walls, till she can call her her girlfriend in public. perhaps even her wife, someday.

her hands move without a thought, it is never a waste to heal the other. no, it's the very reason she is here. she lets the energy move over hazal, hoping it is enough to soothe her.

"as i will protect you."

#galaxythixf #✩ i am your healer and your mountain ( sage ic ) #normal about healphobia #btw #in case you're wondering

[unmyeoung]

@galaxythixf (x)

"Me? No, no!" Quickly she stumbles over her answer, raising a hand to hurriedly wave off the notion as she urges to cover her tracks with something a little more believable. "I was only lost in thought! Thinking about what sort of establishment I may want to try next since we've been to so many already." A pause, correcting herself a bit awkwardly. "If we go out again." Right, she's sure not to make anything sound too definite having learned her lesson the first time. Even if she's positive the chances of Viper inviting her out again are rather high, assuming had only led to poor results last time and she didn't want to take another gamble on that. The truth is lying vaguely on her hastily conjured answer, and partially on a blush she can't quite hide despite her efforts. Her thoughts were certainly keeping her but their restaurant dilemma was far from her priority. It's her feelings that she can't quite put a label on. Feelings that have only grown the longer they play this game of teasing the idea of being a couple shared with kisses and sprinkled affections Killjoy now treasured knowing they were reserved for her. Normally, her honesty could bridge this slight in communication but where she usually succeeded with others she tended to fail with Viper, and she wasn't naïve enough to learn the same mistake twice.

What stumps her is how she should communicate her feelings with her. Verbally stating something like this wasn't going to work, not without potentially scaring the chemist anyway. Therefore her best promise seemed to be a physical one, as Viper had shown her time and time again but initiating most actions with Viper always seemed to make her slightly … nervous. She didn't have any issues initiating anything with partners of the past but for some reason, this felt as if there was a bit more pressure on her shoulders. "Ah, actually, Viper-!" She isn't entirely sure how she wants to go about this but the method is already solidified, and her mind is clearly made up. A few steps close the distance and on her toes, she rises to press a kiss to the other's lips. It's nothing extreme but it's a statement she wants to make before pulling away, resting on her heels. A goodnight kiss wasn't anything terribly deep but it brought a smile to the engineer's face regardless. "Goodnight!"

she probably has no idea how endearing she is. to sit in front of her, already pondering their next outing. she'd come to welcome the company, not only in her lab but when she went out. and she'd invited her more times than she'd care to admit. what did she want, exactly? she wasn't playing around with klara persay. she did not act on emotions that weren't genuine. but did she want a relationship? wasn't that what klara wanted for herself? could sabine provide such a thing? there's an uncertaintly that shakes all thoughts of such things away. that it's better to stay focused, to not be so deeply involved with another's life.

her eyes can't help but arrive on the other's face. on the blush that prevails despite all attempts to hide it. she wonders how many thoughts are running through the other's head, knowing her intelligence is likely making the thoughts split into a million different directions. where was she, right now?

she pauses at the kiss, taken aback. she'd almost always been the one to intiate, perhaps because she'd never established clear boundaries for the other, or perhaps because she simply assumed that the other would be ok with it.

she waits for a second, staring at the other smiling before grabbing her hand, tugging her back for just a moment to return the kiss. it's nothing intense, in fact- it may be the most gentle one she's ever given the other.

"goodnight, klara."

#galaxythixf #i'm gonna be so real with u #id on't wanna make icons rn #AEGAOHOEUGH #✩ every poisonous drop will make them choke ( viper ic )

[unmyeoung]

@galaxythixf (x)

Fingers tap at the keys that have long since smeared due to overuse, the markings on the keys now smudged and misshapen --- not that it should matter to her. Their positions bled into her memory like tattooed ink on skin. Over and over the same few words typed and appeared on a bright screen that provided her with every answer but the one that she sought, eating away at the dreadful hours of sleep she promised she'd get hours ago. Or was it a day ago? Her sense of time was abandoned for the sake of her commitment, one that she wasn't going to neglect no matter how much was on her plate. The bags under her eyes suggest that however long she's been awake, it's clearly been too long. Wrists cramping enough to make the small breaks they do take away from the keyboard worth shaking out and treating to the typical stretches. Heterochromatic eyes drag themselves away from the screen of maps and foreign dialogue to meet with Neon's, unbothered by the concern the other seemed to have. Fade simply shrugged, unsure of how to answer her question accurately when she … didn't have an answer that was accurate.

"I dunno," she speaks honestly, gaze returning to the screen while rolling her wrist. "A while," is what she settles on before turning to her typing, clicking, and scanning to dive right back into the search that she was often swallowed with. Sleep rubbed against her ears like the devil's tongue, a promise she dared not succumb to when it threatened not only to disturb her peace but her progress. Useless time spent writhing in bed for hours that could have been well spent looking for her missing brother. The protocol was only another resource she had yet to exhaust in looking for him and she wasn't going to hesitate to snatch the opportunity, regardless of a fragile roadblock like health. Stubbornly she pressed on past limits she always ignored, only revealing themselves whenever her body gave in for her. "What do you need?"

she knows she can't put her to bed. she knows hazal refused sleep on most days, but when she was like this, hyperfocused on a goal she knew could only be related to her brother.. tala knew she'd never be able to drag her away. that didn't make it better, of course. her worry lay heavy in her heart the way hazal's eyebags rested on her face. she wanted the other to rest. to remind her that a clear mind would be much more apt for finding the information she sought, if it was even there at all.

"nothing."

but she can't, so instead, she slips away for a moment to pull the other some strong coffee. she puts the mug by the other on a coaster wordlessly, sitting at a seat nearby. she'd come prepared, of course. for this scenario.

she settles in an armchair nearby, laying a small blanket over her legs as she pulls out a book. she won't ask her to go to bed. but she'll at least keep her company till her body gives out on her.

#galaxythixf #✩ if i run fast enough i won't hurt them ( neon ic )

[unmyeoung]

@galaxythixf (x)

Words can't begin to express how much the sentiment is returned, the arms that envelop her squeezing her tighter while he buries his face deeper into the crook of her neck. Holding her so close to himself he could barely stand the thought of letting her go when they were this close, his heart aching at the very idea. It's a sour thought, the fear of her walking out of that door and never bothering to look back. Leaving him with the loneliness he'd suffered with for far too long and couldn't even begin to explain to her. How suffocating it feels to be cast asunder, no matter the circumstance. It was easy for him to grow attached to the one person he had begun to worry for the most. Clinging to the idea that he had something in her that he couldn't bear to lose.

Even in the midst of fire, he stood to lose that banter that challenged him. Her tongue sharp enough to cut with a will he admired. There was nothing he could throw at her that she wouldn't inevitably return and in full force she wasn't afraid to dig deep. As courageous as she was smart. As talented as she was well-liked, surrounded by people and achievements that kept her happy for this long, would losing him really make a difference? How did he measure up to what she already had before he mattered to her? Relieved that she's kept from seeing his crestfallen expression he feels safe pinching his eyes shut to avoid telling tears prick at the corners of his eyes. Swallowed harshly to immediately expel the slightest hints of the action he sucks in a breath to completely rid it, the sigh he releases putting his neurotic thoughts to sleep for the sake of feigning his usual air of confidence. "I care about you too much … " He mutters, pleased that his voice doesn't shake as he feared it would. "Someone has to be around to take care of you, you idiot … "

she doesn't move out of the embrace- no, she accepts it, lets it swallow her as she returns the embrace. there's not enough words that could ever do enough to express what their relationship meant to her. it'd be hard-fought for, hadn't it? despite all the bumps along the road, they'd finally come to be here, in this moment, holding one another.

and she'd never dream of breathing a word. she won't say she feels the little tremor in his breath, or how his hold is so tight as if he's afraid she'll float off somewhere far away. perhaps he doesn't recognize how much she cherishes him. maybe she needs to remind him more. each moment together is a gift, one that was hard-sought, considering all the squabbles that had come in the way.

".. we can take care of each other." she knew he was better at some of it. reminding her to eat- even making her things, when she'd forgotten to. but she had an emotional strength to help him battle whatever thoughts in his head he thought would drive her away. her strength was in her mind and her heart, and she'd use both to the full capabilities if it mean it'd make him feel a little lighter.

"i don't think i could be without you ever again."

#galaxythixf #✩ a genius through and through ( kj ic ) #ewwwwwwww #i hate them

[unmyeoung]

@caemthe (x)

 “Hey now, who says I’ll die after chocking a bit? At least say that I valiantly fought a group of bandits, armed with nothing more than a flute, and won!” The young duke couldn’t help it but openly laugh at the ridiculous exchange of his future bride. Getting a pillow for his chest pocket and a few sweets from time to time? Choking to death in a carriage because he felt like playing the flute? Until now, all that had heard his absurd words had been quick to reprimand him or remind him that it was improper for someone from his position to behave in such way. No one had played along (much less steal an actual laugh from him) so this was rather... Ah... this is the part where he realizes that he has been utterly defeated, isn’t it? And his ‘opponent’ turned out to be the loveliest woman of the empire.      Damn, as much as he hated to admit it... he wasn’t opposed to this arranged marriage, or, at least, he wasn’t opposed to being married to Maria. A lady as lovely as her, he briefly wondered why no one mentioned her amazing personality and sense of humor. Thoughts that were quickly pushed aside once the topic of music was brought up again. Greenish eyes brightened like stars, almost like a kid in front of the candy store. “Maria, you’ve to be one of the most brilliant minds of this century!” Wolfgang said without a drop of sarcasm this time. How come he never thought of it before? A concert, a ball, there were plenty of occasions in which he could paint the world with his music. But, overall... He got on one knee. “Always dashing Maria, loveliest daughter of the empire, will you make me the honor of being my first spectator after our union?” It would be the greatest honor. He would even dedicate his pieces to her and might even write songs inspired on his lovely-      “It appears that we already got ourselves an audience.” Wolfgang commented in a lower tone, careful to not glance directly at the people sent to spy on them. Now, what was the need for such things? Was it because the two of them already were having too much fun, or the elders simply couldn’t trust him to do things right? He had no intention of finding out. “Do you perhaps know of a spot where we can have some privacy? Or at least we should try playing hide and seek with our visitors, since clearly they wish to be part of our conversation too.”

she laughs, a small tinkling sound filled with merriment as he continues their ridiculous tale. "why certainly. you could have done both! after valiantly fighting the bandits with nothing but a flute, you continue victoriously till you arrive at the castle and play a concert? and i'll sing with you~" what a delightful tale. she actually preferred to end with a happy performance shared between her and her new lover.

her hands rise up to cover her face, delighted yet again, smiling at him. she extends a hand at his offering, nodding her head. "i will always be your spectator!" her heart felt warm at just the offer. wasn't this nice? getting to know him already? she really did feel as though it spoke volumes towards what their futures would be like.

she notes what he says with an imperceptible nod, extendering her hand to him to help him stand up. "may i show you my garden? i have some plants i'm quite proud of~!!" though a large part of the care was done by servants, she'd had a hand in designing the garden itself. it was a subtle invitation somewhere more private.

she leads him towards the garden, slipping within a small maze portion where it'd be difficult for them to be followed. "they're always quite nosy. though, they're nosier with you. you must have piqued their interest~!"

she tilts her head curiously towards the other. "i quite liked our story.. and i truly would love to hear your music.."

#caemthe #✩ cakes and hugs and something a bit more ( marie ic ) #she gets to be tiny wife as a treat!!!

[unmyeoung]

@galaxythixf

The whirring of a machine keeps her attention for the majority of her day, fixated on the progress of Lucia while most other agents enjoyed their leisure time. It's a tedious process but somewhat effective and a necessary incentive for keeping Reyna in line. The end of her work takes a toll on her, having left the back room of her lab in favor of returning to the open floor where she sees Tala had already invited herself in. It doesn't faze Sabine, used to the duelist's presence here. Had any other body made their way in here without permission they'd have her to answer to but Tala was her exception. The explanation is also a surprise, peeling off gloves tainted in flicks of blood and a suspicious color that bleeds into the latex. Discarded without a second thought the chemist makes her way to the sink to wash her hands with her back turned to Tala as she answers. "Go right ahead." There are plenty of questions that arise but none of them make it to her lips. What was bothering her, being the most important. "Selena could use a meal." It's an offer that hangs for the other to take if she wants it. Sabine knew how the other agent felt about her precious snake and this was more or less her way of attempting to cheer Tala up from whatever seemed to be weighing on her.

she'd been having a bit of a rough day. most of the day she'd holed up herself in her room, but when the silence finally overwhelmed even the playlist in her ears, she decided it might be best to seek company out.

she's relieved when her meek request is accepted, settling on a stool near where sabine is working, head on the table as she stares at the other working.

she lifts her head slightly, head tilted a bit. "really..? is she hungry..? i can feed her, if you're still working--" she's too lost in her thoughts she doesn't even register that sabine is trying to cheer her up.

#galaxythixf #✩ if i run fast enough i won't hurt them ( neon ic ) #hii noba

[unmyeoung]

bonescribes: ( @bonescribes )

toya nods , a small smile touching his lips . it is , admittedly , a big step for him -- but saki’s encouragement makes it feel like he might really be able to do it . or at least try . ( he won’t even uncover the piano in his room , so he supposes he ought to take this one step at a time . ) briefly , he squeezes her hands -- an unspoken thank you . “ should we surprise tsukasa - senpai with it ? the duet . ”

she would never push him too far.. but hey, she would always encourage him if she could!! and if she noticed him getting overwhelmed, she'd be sure to say to pull them into doing something else.

she practically sparkles at the suggestion, nodding her hands. "we should, we should!"

#bonescribes #✩ living everyday to the fullest ( saki ic ) #omg.. hi i haven't been here for forever

[unmyeoung]

--{ i want to do replies. i can't cut posts.. i'm die..

#✩ hi is me ( mun ) #it's over now you actually never see me again #dies

[unmyeoung]

jett​:

There’s a mild look of shock on the duelist’s face hearing her say that but it fades into a smile the moment Neon’s arms wrap around her bruised body. As successful as they were she wasn’t quite as lucky as she had been in the past. It happened, sometimes missions were far more hectic than anyone could anticipate, this being such a chance. Rather than being dressed in bullet wounds and bloody marks she wears her bruises and fractures well, mostly healed by Skye’s efforts save for the few that still lay on her face and arms. She’d take bruises over her broken bones any day.

“Is that any way to speak to royalty?” She teases, arms wrapping around her with ease. “You can’t always be the hero.”

       she knows the other is trying to lighten the mood, but she can’t help but feeling a mild panic at seeing the other so bruised. honestly, she’d pushed herself too far ahead without any support! neon was right here!       “i don’t always have to be the hero, but i need to at least by the hero for my princess, geez!” if the bit was what it was going to take for jett to take it more seriously, so be it.

            “what kind of knight can’t protect their princess?”

@unmyeoung said: "you're an idiot" - lightningstorm Send “you’re such an idiot.” for one muse to tend to another's wounds || Not Accepting

There's a mild look of shock on the duelist's face hearing her say that but it fades into a smile the moment Neon's arms wrap around her bruised body. As successful as they were she wasn't quite as lucky as she had been in the past. It happened, sometimes missions were far more hectic than anyone could anticipate, this being such a chance. Rather than being dressed in bullet wounds and bloody marks she wears her bruises and fractures well, mostly healed by Skye's efforts save for the few that still lay on her face and arms. She'd take bruises over her broken bones any day.

"Is that any way to speak to royalty?" She teases, arms wrapping around her with ease. "You can't always be the hero."

#galaxythixf #✩ if i run fast enough i won't hurt them ( neon ic )

[unmyeoung]

hakuno​:

❛   oh,   ❜       it was a jest on her part,  but this earnest response was to be expected of the chaldean master,  really.  there’s not much of a response from the girl from the moon,  but her head cants just slightly.       ❛   do you make a habit to let fou ride in your hoodie ?   ❜       cuute .. !!

        “uhm.. i wouldn’t call it so much a habit of letting him ride there.. but i wear my hoodie around my waist quite often, and i guess he’s made a habit of jumping in?” she didn’t mind, he wasn’t very heavy or anything. she holds him out to the other, grinning. “he’s so cute though, right?” 

#nulltune #✩ every step closer to saving the world ( ritsuka ic ) #i love u sooo much u have no idea #kissing u kising u kissing u

[unmyeoung]

fade​:

“Don’t overdo it.” She doesn’t raise her voice but her frustration is evident by how curtly she delivers it. “I may not be able to hurt you but everything else still can. We aren’t invincible, focus.” Even after their recent discovery, Fade didn’t want Neon to grow comfortable without injury or risk. There isn’t much she can do to tend to the other agent’s injuries. Scrap and cloth the best she can promise as a makeshift splint for the other’s fingers. “Tight and temporary. Use a handgun if necessary and be cautious. I’ll find what you need to kill.”

           she bites her tongue, shaking her hand as though it would fight the numbness she was feeling from having overexerted herself. she couldn’t help it, she’d seen fade in a difficult position and.. well, she knew even if she blasted them, the other wouldn’t get hurt!                         she doesn’t say a word as the other wraps her hands, but wearily nods her head.            “you find them.. i’ll get them.” 

@unmyeoung said: "you're an idiot." (fadeshock) Send “you’re such an idiot.” for one muse to tend to another's wounds || Not Accepting

"Don't overdo it." She doesn't raise her voice but her frustration is evident by how curtly she delivers it. "I may not be able to hurt you but everything else still can. We aren't invincible, focus." Even after their recent discovery, Fade didn't want Neon to grow comfortable without injury or risk. There isn't much she can do to tend to the other agent's injuries. Scrap and cloth the best she can promise as a makeshift splint for the other's fingers. "Tight and temporary. Use a handgun if necessary and be cautious. I'll find what you need to kill."

#galaxythixf #✩ if i run fast enough i won't hurt them ( neon ic )