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[generalzelgius]

         The time in which Zelgius got to spend with Evangelique was rare, what with his hectic schedule at the hospital, but every chance he possibly got to escape, he'd spend with her. It didn't matter where they were or what they were doing. All that mattered to him was being in her company. He was a gentleman down to his core, despite his past trauma with women, and he had taken Evangelique out on various dates now, which is why he felt comfortable taking the invitation to hang out at her place. Plus, it was a cold day, with weather conditions not so favorable for lurking outside. Inside was warm and safe.

         They had started their hangout like any other, chatting, catching up with each other, eating some takeout, and then deciding to watch a movie together. In the midst of the film, however, their bodies settled closer, and the feeling of togetherness just permeated the air, distracting the both of them. This was when Zelgius had uttered the statement, really just thinking aloud, not even making eye contact when he had said it. It was a tad embarrassing, to let his feelings out in the open. He was out of practice. She had uttered something in response, but he missed it, and decided to stay quiet, just in case he heard wrong. But he caught movement out of the corner of his eye, and then felt her fingers dancing upon his jawline and at the nape of his neck, coaxing him to turn to face her, and that's when her lips found his. It was unexpected to say the least and it had been so long since he had last kissed someone, he was clumsy, timid, his lips barely moving, but all the same there was emotion laced in there, a man desperate for real love.

         The kiss ended and he reignited it, this time, muscle memory taking over, and the kiss had much more quality, but no less emotion. His hands moved to find her hips, settling there, maintaining his grip on reality, because yes this was happening. He was so glad she had dared to make the first move because he likely wouldn't have had the courage to, not for awhile, not like this. When he pulled away, he was breathless, face flushed a deep crimson, as he muttered a confession, unable to stop the words from flying out of his mouth. ❛ I really, really, really, like you, Eva. ❜ He's completely serious and his arms tremble, fingers digging into her skin, as if afraid to lose her.

𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.

@generalzelgius asked: “ i like spending time with you. it's nice. ”

𝐔𝐒𝐔𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘, 𝐀 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐘 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐄 𝐌𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓'𝐕𝐄 filled the space between them. A quirky remark that could've garnered a laugh or two doesn't come. There's a sweet smile && the shine of enamel as she looks upon him, but words don't seem applicable here. It's in the way her heart seems to beat a little faster being so near to him. Or the way her hands itch to touch in even the most innocent of ways. How her heart wishes to be closer, closer, && closer still yet. Part of her wonders if the thoughts waging war in her mind might overcome her newfound timidness with her chin propped in her hand sitting next to him. The day's been a simple one, at least. Lounging on the couch in her living room in an array of pastels && soft beiges. && whatever could possibly be playing on the tv has long since gone unnoticed. Moreover when he utters these words, telling of his delight. Voice comes finally, but it's nigh a whisper. More a breath than anything truly coherent. "It is, isn't it..?" && perhaps it is the true source to the way she moves almost in second nature. A reflexive adjustment that sees the slender digits of a lithe left cradle the corresponding line of his jaw. Coaxing him closer, fingertips pressing into the nape of his neck---almost pleadingly---until supple tiers capture his own in so tender a kiss. Genuine, sincere; emotions at the forefront of her mind when following through with her impulsiveness. Even if only for a mere moment. Reduced to silence, gauging the situation. Nearly cursing herself, even, for being so forward so suddenly. But she could hardly help herself.

#liightbringr #[ eeeeeep this is so cute stoppppp !!!!! ] #[ i got a bit carried away lol ] #modern verse tbt;

[generalzelgius]

baldur's gate 3 starters (part 2)

part 2 / ? .

❝ i’m also worried about me, but i somehow seem to be worried about you more. ❞ ❝ you put the stars to shame. let’s sit here a little while - i want to drink you in. ❞ ❝ i’d tell you not to get in trouble, but i suspect it will find you whether you like it or not. ❞ ❝ well, this seems as good a time as any for me to stop babbling on. ❞ ❝ i just….need some air…clear my head. ❞ ❝ it’s been a long time since i shed a tear. i don’t even know how long. ❞ ❝ i had a feeling you’d show up. it’s sort of our thing. like it’s fate or something. ❞ ❝ i do appreciate your enthusiasm, but let's try to restrain ourselves a little. ❞ ❝ if that was an attempt at flirting, i should let you know i prefer the strong, silent type. ❞ ❝ no matter how far you come, you’re still on the road to ruin. ❞ ❝ i thought you a hunter. wrong. you’re prey - small. snivelling. pathetic. ❞ ❝ and what am i owed? what about the injustices i’ve suffered - am i not entitled to anything? ❞ ❝ i can’t help but feel the strangest twinge of disgust as i look upon you. ❞ ❝ i trust that you will continue to remember who is really on your side. ❞ ❝ better a short life built on truth than immortality woven of lies. ❞ ❝ i won’t make excuses. i can’t make amends. but i want to help, if you’ll let me. ❞ ❝ gods, it’s horrifying…and a touch fascinating. ❞ ❝ there are many names for you --- and all of them inspire dread. ❞ ❝ destiny is at your door; won’t you at least twitch the curtain? ❞ ❝ the gravest crimes committed in this world are committed for love. a hunger crueller than bloodlust. ❞ ❝ you’ve got a backbone, and the makings of a leader. ❞ ❝ revenge sounds so sweet until you’ve taken it. then all you have is…no one left to blame. ❞ ❝ some mistakes can’t be resolved with an apology. some mistakes, you have to carry with you, forever. ❞ ❝ you’re plotting something, aren’t you? come on then - out with it. ❞ ❝ this is not good, if i may state the obvious. ❞ ❝ think of all we’ve been through just to get to this moment. that wasn’t luck. that was us. ❞ ❝ feel like i should laugh but i’m just too godsdamned tired. ❞ ❝ there is something i lost…no, had taken from me. i want it all back. ❞ ❝ careful - you’re in very real danger of hurting my feelings. ❞ ❝ one thing i’ve learned - real saviours never label themselves as such. ❞ ❝ less thinking of bad thoughts, and more breaking of bad bones. ❞ ❝ i rather like interfering. it’s kind of my thing. ❞ ❝ evil is evil, even if it once was innocent. ❞ ❝ you know, i've been catching myself smiling more lately. i think that's your fault.. ❞ ❝ oh, i’m no innocent. but evil? you tell me. ❞ ❝ i still want to believe you’re better than that. but even i am having my doubts. ❞ ❝ i can’t afford to lose my nerve. safer to just not think, and keep forging ahead. ❞ ❝ when all this is over, will you stay with me? for good? ❞ ❝ this is not good, if i may state the obvious. ❞ ❝ is there a reason you're always such an utter drip? do you have some sort of condition? honestly, it's like you hate good news. ❞ ❝ all of nature’s beauty pales in comparison to you. ❞ ❝ i can’t save you from yourself. it hurts terribly, but i can’t. ❞ ❝ if i seem suddenly flush with hope and soft feeling, you have only yourself to blame. ❞ ❝ is there good and evil within us all? ❞

❝ i’ve been watching you fight. your skills are improving. ❞ ❝ you know, for all the sense of dread and horror seeping through this place, i really feel quite at home here. ❞ ❝ and you? you’re wholly without vice or sin or the occasional lapse in judgement? ❞ ❝ i wager you don’t even know how extraordinary you truly are. but i do. ❞ ❝ one might say you’re paragon of luck. i’ll be there when it runs out. ❞ ❝ i've always had a soft spot for the confident ones…they always disappoint though. ❞ ❝ i concealed nothing from you. i simply left out the details that were not pertinent. ❞ ❝ you’re an odd friend. but, i suppose, a friend still. ❞ ❝ i won’t let you do this. i won’t let you win. ❞ ❝ you are my puppet. make no mistake. without me, you have no value. ❞ ❝ well, this seems like a lovely little spot. the sense of impending doom aside. ❞ ❝ whoever your enemies are, they have good reason to fear you. ❞ ❝ this place is astonishing, a bard’s tale made real. ❞ ❝ i may not regret my actions, but i do regret that they were necessary. ❞ ❝ experience has taught me that no matter how bleak things look, there’s always hope. ❞ ❝ if this adventure has taught me anything, it’s that there are things in this world more valuable than power. ❞ ❝ a wise man learns from his mistakes, and strives not to repeat them. ❞ ❝ no more hiding things from me. agreed? ❞ ❝ my friend. my companion. i adore you. ❞ ❝ your face is sour. by all means leave, if i am so distasteful. ❞ ❝ careful, it’s dark around here. would be a terrible shame to lose you forever. ❞ ❝ you startled me. i…i was miles away. ❞ ❝ you have to know who i was. you have to know who i really am. ❞ ❝ nothing special, of course. you’re only the first person who i truly care for. ❞ ❝ you’ve got a backbone, and the makings of a leader. ❞ ❝ anything you ask, i’ll answer as honestly as i can. ❞

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[generalzelgius]

Are you living your life or just waiting to die? The bright, the bright, the bright... The brightest things fade the fastest.

indie zelgius  written by tifa

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ninja zelg <3

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[generalzelgius]

         If only Kafka knew just how deep Zelgius' insecurities ran. She would be quite shocked, however, if she knew his story, then it would have all made sense. The ex-knight was not willing to divulge it though, if ever. Everyone had their secrets. He was trying to leave it all behind.

         A small thanks was uttered as Kafka handed him the tray. He nodded as she spoke, his eyes scanning the area, making note of all the little details. ❛ Any benefits for volunteering ? ❜ Likely not, but he wondered all the same. He supposed he should volunteer at some point to create a favorable image of himself, but cooking was not his forte. He was sure there would be other opportunities to assist though. He didn't shy away from hard work, but just wanted something he had more experience in, again, not to cause any trouble.

         There were quite a few options of food and Zelgius was left at a loss. He wasn't picky, by any means, he just didn't know what any of this tasted like. He opted for choosing exactly what Kafka did. Over time, he would branch out, but for now, he wanted to play it safe. ❛ Maybe next time, ❜ he answered in regards to trying the chocolate sauce spaghetti, though he doubted it. It looked a tad too... much, even for him.

         He took a seat across from Kafka and began to eat his meal, deciding that the fowlbeast tasted delicious and likely had a good amount of protein, which he needed to keep his muscular figure. This would become a staple for him, as well as any other meats that the cafeteria would serve to him. He wondered if he could get a second serving. ❛ How much are you allowed to eat ? ❜ He hoped the question didn't imply he was gluttonous. He was just a large man with a hefty appetite, if he allowed it.

         ❛ Are there any sorts of jobs or responsibilities assigned to those onboard or do I have to sign up somewhere ? What do you fill your time with when there is no work to be done ? Is there anyone I should be aquatinted with or stay away from ? ❜ He hoped he wasn't bombarding her, but she did urge him to ask his questions.

        ‘ Yeah? ’ That’s what they were here for, after all. Perhaps the big guy felt more nervous than he was letting on, waiting for Kafka to lead the way. Well, he was new here, so it was understandable. Good to know someone so tall could still hold insecurities, though, no different from a tiny bird.

        ‘ It’s just like any ol’ cafeteria, really. Here, just scoop up one of these. ’ She picked two trays from a stack, handing one of them to Zelgius. ‘ And then we grab some grub from the counter. ’

While the canteen’s kitchen area made generous use of the space, holding various stoves, sinks and equipment, most people only caught glimpses of it from the outside. A large open-windowed wall sectioned the kitchen off from the sitting area, and whatever operators were on cooking duty usually were doomed to handing out the food over the counter as well.

        ‘ The menu’s pretty much whatever the cooks want it to be. If you’ve got any special wishes or needs, you’ll hav'ta tell ‘em ahead of time. 'Course, you can volunteer to do some cooking, too, but who’d wanna do that for so many people? ’ Once they reached the counter, Kafka pulled a plate with butter fowlbeast on her tray, as well as a cup of juice and some dessert. But — oh no. A quick look around the hall confirmed her suspicions, as operator Vigil was nowhere to be seen.

        ‘ You might wanna skip that stuff, though, ’ she motioned towards plates adorned with the culinary catastrophe known as chocolate sauce spaghetti, ‘ unless you’re feelin’ extra adventurous? ’

Once both their trays were filled with something, normal food or otherwise, Kafka led them back to one of the tables. She pierced her piece of fowlbeast with a fork and proceeded to cut it with a knife surely not originating anywhere near the kitchen.

        ‘ Sooo… what'cha wanna know? I can’t tell ya who made that choco-pasta, though. Kafka’s no snitch~ ’

#shearubik #crossover verse;

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          Well, guess Zelgius wouldn't be saying no then, as he did not wish to be rude. Overall, though, it seemed he had a rather hard time saying no to Genesis. Especially, when he was being so damn cute. A smile curled onto his lips when he saw how extravagant Genesis' bathroom was. It was truly a reflection of how he was and the general expected no less. What did surprise him, however, was how neat and tidy this area was, compared to the rest of the place.

         He watched as Genesis vanished into his closet, only to return seconds later with a comfortable, large robe. He grabbed it hesitantly, a flush of color suddenly seeping into his cheeks. Was he to remove all his clothing now ? He played dumb for a moment, choosing to instead just answer Genesis' inquiry. ❛ Uhhh, not to my knowledge ? ❜ Which granted wasn't much in this field. He supposed if anything hurt or burned though, he could just wash it off, and it wouldn't be a problem. Hopefully. He didn't want his appearance to be ruined by a nasty burn or something, but he was sure Genesis wouldn't want that either.

         He cleared his throat then, once more staring at the robe. ❛ D-Do you mind looking the other way as I undress ? ❜ Oh, how precious.

"Very rude to say no." Genesis assured warmly, coaxing Zelgius along as they approached the more than lavish bathroom sporting a deep, sunken bathtub that was flush with the dark, smooth marble floor. Plush mats lined the base of opulent double sinks where various products were meticulously lined. Plenty of cabinets undoubtedly stored whatever else one could wish to possibly put in a bathroom, the vanity being the obvious host for Genesis' makeup products, although only his staples were visible. Evidently, as a creature of routine, whatever clutter that had accumulated in other parts of his penthouse were not present here. Letting go of the other's hand, he swiftly started the water before hurrying off to a spacious, walk-in closet lined with both his standard issue uniforms as well as casual wear. From within, he procured an plush robe that appeared to be quite large-- just Zelgius' size, even. "I'm sure Angeal won't mind." Genesis noted as he offered the robe. "Let's get you soaking first. Hmmm... Are you sensitive to any fragrances? Sensitive skin?" He inquired with a tilt of his head and a blink.

#unforestalledreturn #[ cackles ]

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          A curt, yet polite nod was given as the malady stricken man sat himself upon the empty sickbed. At once he could feel just how weak he truly was. Perhaps, it had been a good idea he came when he had.  ❛ It is a pleasure to meet you, Nine-Colored Deer. I am Zelgius. My code name is.... The Black Knight. ❜ It was a hundred percent ironic that he would use that since the whole reason he even came to this new land was to leave his secret identity and past behind. Maybe he figured that if someone recognized the name way out here, it was destiny, for his crimes to never be forgotten.

          He reached down to his ankle where the infection monitor was placed and handed her the device without resistance. Zelgius was a man who listened to rules and regulations, after all. The tone of her voice and her words insinuated she was no stranger to avoidant patients in the past. He wished to cause no trouble. He came here for treatment. No use in lying. ❛  Of course, doctor. I seem to have a high fever, stomach pains, headaches, and lots of weariness. I have not been over-exerting myself and I haven't had any issues with the food onboard. However, I do suffer from insomnia, and the last time I slept was probably a month ago. ❜

          Zelgius eyed the fowlbeast with curiosity, wondering if the creature was a mere pet, or an assistant of some sort. It was a bit chatty and seemed to react to the doctor's words. Interesting.

          ❛   Does the animal have a name ? ❜ He didn't mean to distract the doctor from her duties, but figured some conversation would be a nice break from the silence from her scanning his files and data. Not that the silence bothered him though.

The unexpected knocking pulled Nine-Colored Deer out of her research-accumulated reverie. Her friend — a small, orange-feathered fowlbeast perched atop one of her antlers — took flight as the door swung open, indignantly chirping as it found a new hiding place on a nearby cabinet.

Nine-Colored Deer regarded the man with mild surprise as he entered. Strictly speaking, it hadn't been long since her return from the forest, and she wasn't yet on active duty. So, who had sent this patient her way? She'd treat him regardless, of course, and solving this mystery could wait until later. For now, restoring his health was all that mattered.

‘ I see, ’ she said after greeting him with a nod and motioned towards a sickbed. ‘ Please have a seat. ’

Even a medical intern would have realised the patient was severely underreporting his symptoms, exuding the aura of someone about to topple over at any given moment. The soft, iridescent clouds steadily spreading to envelop them both only confirmed this impression. They were a protective layer, naturally wafting around Nine-Colored Deer under certain conditions, and usually evoked a feeling of safety and sanctuary in those they touched. But they were no replacement for a proper treatment.

‘ I'm Nine-Colored Deer, ’ she introduced herself while picking up an electronic pad, ‘ a healer specialising in herbal remedies. But first, I'll need more information from you to make a diagnosis and create your medicine accordingly. I need your code name to access your medical file. And… ’ She fixed him with a slightly more stern gaze.

‘ I require the full description of your symptoms. Only an accurate report will ensure a successful treatment. ’ It wasn't an accusation per se. It merely was a doctor's professional weariness, far too used to patients either grossly exaggerating or underestimating the extent of their troubles. Though the chirp from the cabinet, sounding a little accusatory, probably wasn't helping the impression. Hoping to cover the fowlbeast's antics, Nine-Colored Deer hurriedly added, ‘ Could you hand me your infection monitor? ’

#jiuselu #crossover verse;

[generalzelgius]

         Traveling to new countries and continents was nothing short of ordinary for Zelgius. His guise of The Black Knight and now his fugitive status demanded so. It was not safe to stay back in his home continent of Tellius and every place he has ended up in since has just felt off. He was trying to find a suitable place he could someday call home. He wasn't sure if this would ever happen but nonetheless he had to try. He had to regain some purpose for his life.

         This place though—something wasn't quite right here. Even in the most isolated of places people could be found — or animals — hell, even some kind of noise or activity. This place had nothing. It was dead. Eerie.

         After traveling some more though, he finally stumbled upon civilization, if you could call it that, though there still weren't many people around. Odd. Maybe the settlements here were just small and separated by lots of land ?

         ❛   Yes, I suppose I am lost, in many manners of speaking.   ❜ He isn't shy to admit this because what good would it do him to lie ? If he had any chance of gathering his bearings or learning about this place, he needed to ask someone who was a local. It was the best and easiest way. Besides, he didn't find Eren to be particularly rude just based off that comment. There were far more unpleasant people here as he had gotten strange stares ever since his presence was made known. Sure, he was an extremely tall, and muscular man, but still. These people seemed dreadfully suspicious and even frightened. This wasn't normal behavior, something had to have happened. Something dreadful. But first things first. Start off with normal, easy conversation.

         ❛   Would you be so kind as to tell me where I am, currently ? And... where is everybody ? ❜

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So there were unfamiliar faces around now... Eren couldn't say he left his house enough to really see if it was a frequent thing, but he doubted many people would willingly visit Paradis. Even if things were less tense now by force, at the very least, Marleyans didn't really visit and the rest of the world that still existed probably wasn't keen on it either. Some exceptions were around here and there, but those were mainly he and Historia's old friends. They would stop by every now and then, unintentionally always reminding Eren of the distance between them and how much things had changed.

Being surrounded by walls usually meant strangers didn't show up. Usually, in the case of people like his father bending the idea that nobody should have. Eren's whole life though there had been walls. Strangers from outside hadn't been a thing for most of his life. Even when the titan shifters infiltrated, he hadn't known for so long that outsiders had gotten in - that there were outsiders. This man here though - Eren would have recognized him if he had ever seen him before, surely. He was probably not from within the former walls.

"You look lost; or at least, not sure where to go." Social etiquette was never his biggest selling point, but it had taken a hard nosedive years ago. Kindness and courtesy were better left to others now. Everyone on Paradis was still a bit tense with strangers, regarding them with careful calculation until they were deemed not a threat, but most people were probably more favorable with wording than Eren was. It wasn't intentional, he just... wasn't sure how to convey emotion he wasn't feeling. Perhaps he could have pulled it off before... but that Eren had been taken away and crushed a long time ago.

#osmosisdreams #[ HYPEEEE ] #[ so sorry for the late reply on this~ ] #crossover verse;

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          Leanne used the word neighbors. Neighbors. Well, in a manner of speaking, yes, they were. If you could consider living in the same forest, however, several miles away, at the very edge of it, where no one really traversed, since it wasn't even a thruway to get out, more like shoved into a corner, out of sight. Nonetheless, Zelgius was overthinking this. Leanne was only trying to be polite, that's all. So his thoughts would remain just that— thoughts.

         ❛   Well, I suppose not.   ❜ Actually, yes, it was quite easy to avoid each other forever here, but again, Zelgius chose not to comment.

         The mention of this interaction being kept a secret though, caused him to frown, but not because he was offended or surprised. He was used to being kept a secret all his life, both due to him being a Branded, and being The Black Knight.

         ❛ Will you get in trouble if you are seen talking to me ?   ❜ After all, it was with much pleading and insistence that Zelgius was allowed to remain here. Lehran promised to keep him "in check", but Zelgius was sure, they were both being watched closely. How could anyone expect to trust the man who wanted to destroy the world ? Much less his loyal companion. ❛ I do not wish to upset or anger anyone, you must understand. You should, perhaps, not risk it at all. The others would not approve.  ❜ Now, he was certain that even talking to someone as despicable as himself would not ruin or sour others' perception of Leanne, but still. Avoidance was better.

It is the years of living with the emotions of everyone around her that prevents Leanne from so much as blinking at the waves of embarrassment and discomfort rolling off the other. Though she can never ignore the secondhand emotions she feels, she has also learned to separate them from her own, to prevent them from stopping her in her tracks.

“That is…good.” After all, she’s not sure what she would even do if he were seriously injured–she’s not sure she has the strength to take him anywhere herself, and she’s also not sure any of the others would be willing to help. As for what she’s doing so far from the part of the forest reclaimed by the bird tribes…

“We are…neighbors…yes?” She pauses, searching for the right words, her brow scrunching in frustration. Her lack of fluency in the common tongue is such a hindrance, in times like these. “We cannot…avoid…forever. That is…what I think. Even if..the others…not so sure.” She smiles brightly at him, hoping it better conveys her good intentions. “This is…my secret!”

#heartwilled #[ no worries at all! if it's acting weird for you you are free to move this into a new post if that's better for you! ] #███ ♞ ┆ rise from the ashes / you were meant for survival ┆ ( main verse )

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@jiuselu

          Zelgius wasn't the type to get ill often, considering his impeccably strong immune system due to the mixed blood flowing through his veins. However, this was an entirely new world he had been thrust into, with new pathogens that his body didn't yet have experience with. Additionally, the food, although similar, was still not what he was used to, adding on some relatively minor stomach issues, but discomfort was present all the same.

          Normally, whenever Zelgius came upon sickness or injury, he would just push through it himself, and a lot of the time it was inconspicuous to others. This was due to his fear of others coming upon the secret of his brand. Given that this was a different situation and world though, he was unsure if his body would be able to overcome it on its own or if that was a wise decision here. He supposed it wouldn't hurt to get himself checked out. It was better safe than sorry and after a few days with symptoms he wasn't improving. He asked Kafka if such a person was available, though of course, he mentioned a cleric or mage, to which she said they had a doctor that often found herself upon the landship. She gave him the directions and off he went to find this person who went by Nine-Colored Deer.

          He knocked on the door, waiting for a beat, before hearing confirmation that he could come inside. He shut the door behind him and approached who he assumed was the doctor.

          ❛   Good afternoon, miss. I am not sure if I needed an appointment or not to come visit, however, I was wondering if you might assist me ? I seem to have come across some sort of illness recently. My symptoms consist of upset stomach, headaches, and bouts of dizziness and fatigue. I might have a slight fever, as well.   ❜ He was severely underestimating how he felt, really, as one look at him could see that he was not doing well especially with the fever that was more than just insignificant.

#jiuselu #[ hope this works!!!! : ) if i need to edit something lemme know ] #crossover verse tbt;

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annjiru​:

Angeal was pleased that his tea was well-received, at least eventually. Zelgius seemed genuinely thankful for the gesture, too. Still, he couldn’t shake the concern he felt for Zelgius’ well-being. He takes the other’s cup away once he’s finished and washes it up in the sink. As he does so, the two discuss their plans, agreeing that they should purchase basic supplies from a nearby trading post before departing the town on foot. It would be easier to keep a low profile that way, not to mention the fact that Angeal had no experience riding any mount other than a chocobo. Zelgius seemed rather bemused when he tried to describe the huge feathered beast, much to Angeal’s amusement. Zelgius soon retired to the bathroom to wash up, leaving Angeal alone to contemplate the state of things. 

His mind wanders back to the obvious signs of fatigue he had noticed earlier, and he can’t help but wonder what exactly had kept Zelgius up at night. The man seemed to have an inescapable past, but it seemed too soon in their relationship to try to inquire about it without risking some sort of conflagration. Angeal’s mind turns to what they could do to remedy the situation. They were fortunate enough to have good accommodations in a mostly friendly town, so it could stand to reason that it might do well for them to stay a bit longer at least to get their bearings. And truthfully, Angeal was feeling something akin to jetlag from surfacing in this world. As much as he’d hate to admit it, a day of leisure might do him well too. He finds himself caught up in his musings, and before long he’s joined again by the raven-haired warrior, now fresh and ready to take on the day. The chevalier stays silent until the two of them have settled in for breakfast. 

❝ Zelgius, ❞ he begins, shifting his weight to one side as he turns to face his guide. ❝ Considering how much travel we have ahead of us, do you think it might be prudent to stay here an additional night to prepare ? ❞ he asks, hoping the other would be receptive to the idea. ❝ I don’t doubt your abilities. I’m certain you would be more than capable of pushing through your exhaustion for the sake of the mission, but I would hate for either of us to burn out before we get the job done, ❞ he explains.  ❝ We may not have another opportunity like this for quite some time, especially if we find ourselves in hostile territory, ❞ he adds, stirring his coffee as he speaks. He lets the suggestion hang in the air for the rest of the meal, studying Zelgius in the meantime to try to gauge his reaction.  ❝ It might be worth purchasing our supplies this morning and retiring early. That way, we can leave at dawn tomorrow without the need to wait for the shops to open. We’d be better able to take advantage of the daylight and get to the next town with time to spare. ❞ The more he talked aloud, the more logical his suggested plan seemed. Still, he had an inkling that perhaps Zelgius would be too proud to acquiesce, so he prepared himself to parry whatever protest his suggestion might elicit. 

❝ I don’t make this suggestion lightly, you know. If it were up to me, I’d push myself to the brink to get back to my own world. But I think it’s better to curb my own desire for the sake of prudence … at least in order to maximize our chances of success. What do you think ? ❞ The chevalier looks over at the other man expectantly, ready to hear whatever answer he has for him. 

        The knight was mostly quiet as a companion that morning whether it be due to his exhaustion or not wasn’t entirely apparent. Even so, he was present in the moment and made sure to maintain eye contact, and gestures of acknowledgment every so often so that Angeal would be aware that he was paying attention. He did not lack manners even if he was on the verge of passing out.     

        Additionally, Zelgius was not so rude or stubborn as to not listen to his companion’s suggestions. The other seemed adamant, even preparing for a counterattack, if needed, but rest assured it was not necessary. The way Angeal spoke was kind, extremely kind, referring to them as a team and not singling out Zelgius too hard as to not make him feel uncomfortable or as if he was holding the other man back. All in all, he was inclusive, and his plan did indeed sound reasonable and smart. It was always better safe than sorry, he knew that, and if Angeal truly did not mind delaying the journey by another day, he supposed there was no real reason to deny him of this choice. Another chance at resting tonight would also be rather lovely, if he were to be honest with himself. 

        He waited until he was sure Angeal had finished his speech before nodding.   ❛   I will trust in your judgment as much as you trust in mine. Let us prepare as much as possible then today before we embark on our mission tomorrow. I have no complaints and I thank you for asking for my opinion rather than forcing your choice on me.   ❜   Angeal was his employer and he really had no reason to take the other’s needs or wants into consideration, but he did anyway. He did have to wonder if this was merely for show though and if, in the end, whether he agreed or not, Angeal would still have his way. No, no, he shouldn’t think in such negative ways. Though trust was hard to come by, Angeal did not particularly give him bad vibes. He would trust his intuition for now. 

        ❛   I am ready to head out whenever you are. There are a few merchants in town that I know well and I believe we may be able to receive a fair discount from them. If our coin allows it, we should stock up as much as possible here, as the further we get to the capital, the more expensive their wares become. Though, of course, we should be mindful of how much we can carry without overexerting ourselves or making us a huge target.   ❜

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[generalzelgius]

          Truly, the way his heart skipped multiple beats at the suggestion of escaping for a daily venture and the follow up of her inching ever more closer, feeling the sensation of her fingers upon the fabric of his clothes, reminded him of simpler times, when he was a young man, fresh into the dating scene, full of hope, happiness, and tons of romance. How he wanted to go back to those days, though they were full of their own problems. Most of all he just wanted to feel alive again. He's been so lifeless for so long, drowning himself in his work, and daily routine. Evangelique was perhaps the cure to his ever growing loneliness and despair.

         ❛ If that's what you want, who am I to deny you ?   ❜ The words came out before he could even stop them, before his mind warned him that he may come across as too eager, or worse, desperate. But this was actually the first time the two of them would have the chance to spend the whole day together. He couldn't let this opportunity slip past him because he wasn't sure when the next time would happen or if there would be one. Life was about taking chances, no ? Yes, it was time for him to cast this fear of being used aside, lest he be miserable forever.

         ❛ Well, let's go then. ❜ His hand reached down for hers, giving it a squeeze of encouragement, and a slight tug. He started to lead the way even though he had no clue where her vehicle even was yet. This did not go unnoticed by anyone, but Zelgius was far too pleased to even care about anything at this point other than his date. ❛ So.... what should we do ? ❜ Right, they had a whole day together. His mind had not gone that far with planning. He was mostly speaking to himself rather than her though at this rate. It was a bit cute to see him struggle, brows furrowed as he got lost in thought. It had been awhile since he had been on an official date. He very much wanted Evangelique to enjoy herself.

𝐈𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐁𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐘 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐀𝐘, he might see her a little rushed. He might see her scrambling to give finality to the many projects around her. There may even be a sense of panic that lingers in bright blues && a tautness to her lips. But may he realize that there is only ease to her persona. An ableness to simply let go && let be, exist in the now that allows her to be at his side. There's no animosity to be had when the crew around her looks at her as though she's a smitten school girl. Lingering a bit too close to a crush, looking at him as though he's the only one in the room. But by whatever higher power there is, for she isn't exactly the believing type, she wants to try. "Oh.." It's the initial response to his proposition. Asking her on a date? The thought alone could spur a sheepish smile && so it does. Garnering up a response that flutters from her throat in a chime of laughter. The way her nose scrunches when she smiles or the way her eyes practically glow with delight; a vision, surely. && so she can hardly contain the way she shifts that much closer to him once she turns to look at him. Her own voice drops to a whisper. "Or.. we let the boys work on the car. And you and I get out of here, make a whole day of just me and you?" There's a reflexive reach of her hands. The kind that sees the tips of her fingers press gingerly along the collar of his shirt to adjust it absentmindedly. Or the brush of a fuzz to rid it of the fabric, followed by the cut of her gaze up to meet his own. A little coy, a little confident. Casting the bait in hopes to snare him.

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[generalzelgius]

thinking about his damaged art smile

#[ i love this artist so much pls !!!!!!!! ] #[ LOOK AT HIM !!!!!!!!!!!! ] #[ HE IS SO BEAUTIFUL !!!!!!!!!!! ] #███ ♞ ┆ my whole life i’ve felt like a burden / i think too much and i hate it ┆ ( visage )

[generalzelgius]

muse feelings and indicators

RULES: bold for usually, italics for sometimes

happiness

being unable to stop smiling. laughter. bear hugs. happy tears. waving arms around. dancing. contently sighing. eyes twinkling. laughter lines. childlike playfulness. skipping. talking more. affection. cracking more jokes than usual. gesturing more when talking. higher pitched voice. squealing. jumping around. clapping.

sadness

tearing up. self-hugging. one-arm cross. an aching chest. scratchy throat. a runny nose. turning away. deep breaths. quivery smiles. crying. infantile sobbing. hands gripping each other or an object. covering mouth. puffy eyes. eyes appear red. voice breaking. a distant or empty stare. monotone voice. asking for comfort. faking a smile. crumbling. shaking. whimpering. abusing an unhealthy habit. withdrawing from others. big teary eyes. doing something even if it could hurt them.

anger

furrowed brows. baring teeth. passive-aggressive comments. avoiding eye contact. sarcasm. headache. sore muscles. hiding clenched fists. irritability. jumping to conclusions. raising voice. going silent. demanding immediate action. keeping it all in until exploding. body tensing. making risky decisions. middle finger.

fear

wanting to flee or hide. what-ifs. images of what-could-be flashing in mind. uncontrollable trembling. rapid breathing. screaming. a skewed sense of time. irritability. keeping silent. denying fear. turning away from the cause. pretending to be brave. nail-biting. lip-biting. scratching skin. a joking tone but a voice that cracks. fainting. insomnia. panic attacks. exhaustion. substance abuse. tics. rushing adrenaline. face draining of color. hair lifting on the back of the neck. feeling rooted to the spot. making body as small as possible. staring but not seeing. crying. a shrill voice. whispering. gripping something or someone. stuttering. flinching at noises. pleading.

exhaustion

constantly yawning. slurring words together. dark circles or lines under eyes. mood swings. hallucinations. calling people by the wrong name. dizziness. denying they’re tired. slow blinking. trouble concentrating. stumbling. leaning on a doorframe for support. sluggish movements. falling asleep someplace that isn’t a bed. becoming irritated by the smallest things. “i’m awake, i’m fine”. shaking so bad they spill their drink. fall asleep in their clothes. lay their head on the table because they’re so tired. passing out.

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[generalzelgius]

          ❛ I, um, well... ❜ It seemed Zelgius' attempt at deflection didn't work and why was it so hard for him to answer that simple question ? Well, perhaps, because it brought his own insecurity forth for Genesis to see. Outwardly, Zelgius was a confident man, but even so, no man was fully protected from negative thoughts about their own selves, especially when it was so blatantly pointed out. He was sure Genesis meant no harm by it, but still... it kind of stung.

         For better or worse, Genesis came up to him, blocking his lips, and letting any kind of response just die in his throat. Was he really checking the quality of his lips right now ? Oh, boy, Zelgius could surely die of embarrassment. He hadn't expected to be so under scrutiny. Genesis was even being thorough with his investigation too, grabbing and checking out his hands. Ugh....... how horrid.

         At the mention of a spa day, Zelgius blinked dumbly for a few moments, as if this was the first time he had ever heard of such a thing. Then, Genesis was tugging his hand, urging him to agree with whatever spa day plan that had just bubbled into his mind. He supposed it wouldn't be such a bad idea, after all, his skin did need some love and care, and it had been a long, stressful day. Maybe he could finally wind down and relax for a bit.

         ❛ If you insist. It would be rude of me to say no and I will say I am intrigued about what you have in mind for me. You will take good care of me, hmm ? ❜ This earned a smile from the man. He stood up then after Genesis and gestured for him to lead the way.

Perhaps it had something to do with the fact that Genesis was well versed in the art of deflection, but when Zelgius so swiftly changed the subject, no less into one that most would hungrily jump on, given the context, Genesis' eyes glittered in understanding. Or maybe it was projection.

"You think it was unpleasant?" Genesis cooed gently as he shut the lid of the now empty styrofoam take-out box. It was startling how fast they had gone through it, and indeed, did not seem to be quite enough for someone as large as Zelgius. He'd have to remedy that. A gentle hand reached over and with a delicate press of a finger to Zelgius' lip, Genesis assessed the damage. Some of the rivets were deep, and no doubt uncomfortable. Then, his hand fell to trace along Zelgius' arm to ultimately collect his hand in both his own to give it a similar assessment. "You need a spa day." He determined. Standing up, he gently tugged at Zelgius' hand as encouragement. "You'll let me, right?" He blinked endearingly. For Genesis indeed had more care products than most. His own skin, after all, was immaculately cared for, hair always just so. And he was certain he could at least ease the discomfort of dry skin.

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