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" Ugh, snow....really? Is the cold alone not enough?"

#isola mini #she is not built for this

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it has been a long time since i wrote nine but i am excited to do so again!!! so this will be an uncapped non-event starter call. i don't know yet if i'll throw her into the event but if i do, i'll throw an ad for that too!

#isola rp ad #slaps this down

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it's been a good long while but if possible, I'd like to reapp Nine the Phantom from BlazBlue! app is under /a and stats under /s

Welcome back to seasonal Isola Radiale, Nine!

You will be housed in APARTMENT 316.

You will retain everything from your previous stay.

Stay frosty!

– andromeda ☆

#save tbt. #it's been 84 years............

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seithrveined​:

          “I get what ya mean, but you can still give it a shot. Even I got a nice surprise or two from this last year– never thought it’d happen, but wouldn’t be the first time my guess was wrong.“

    “ I’m not doubting the chance of nice surprises. This city has a way of throwing you for a loop, but I’m not exactly too eager to check and see. “

#seithrveined #×. SPIRALEFES #[i am allowed to complain once (1) after the weeks i had shut up ]

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“  ‘No Place Like Home’  hm? “

        “ Doesn’t sound nearly as pleasant as one thinks it’d be. “

#isola mini #watch nine come across something of her dad's and go ' ah yes. there is that. that motherfucker. what a tool '

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decodetalking​:

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Green eyes were wide at the assortment of colorful confections in the window. The entire street was a montage of endless eateries, and he felt his stomach growl loudly as he took in the sight before him. He couldn’t remember what his favorite foods were, or if he even had any. Maybe he didn’t even have a preference for sweets, he couldn’t know until he tried them.

Not that those thoughts were occurring to a six year old even every color in the world danced in front of his vision, hands pressed against the glass as he documented every swirl of frosting.

Someone left and the sweet smells wafted out, enticing him forward, but…

A furrowed brow, and he pulled out what he could only assume was a phone. When looking in the window, others were paying for their pastries with this. Turning to go the other way, he bumped into someone’s legs, almost dropping it on the process.

“Um…” Looking up at her, her long pink hair reminiscent of his own pink streaks. Maybe she could, or would, help? His therapist was kind, so were his teachers, so…

“Could you teach me how to pay for stuff?” Holding out his phone, but careful not to let it go, lest it get snatched. “I saw other people doing it, but I’m not sure how.”

     she needed to think and in order to do that, she needed to calm down. it’s not that the witch was freaking out to a high degree or going off on an angry tangent about the current situation, but she was restless. antsy. one heeled foot tapped repeatedly against the pavement, arms folded tightly across her chest as eyebrows remained furrowed in thought. the stick of a lollipop protruded from her mouth-- a saving grace it was. sweets worked wonders in helping calm the itch in her bones and giving her mind time to slow down and properly process something. her sister always told her too many sweets was a bad thing, but Nine hardly listened.

          if they helped her, then they weren’t bad. besides, the sweet taste was just a bonus.

   it was someone running into her legs and a nervous voice that dragged her out of her thoughts, expression relaxing for a moment as she glanced down at the other. a child. why were there children running about without their parents? he looked to be younger than Celica, a young teenager at the most. probably not a child but he was still young in Nine’s eyes and she wondered if the people who brought so many others here had no problems kidnapping kids and the like.

         despicable. if she ever encountered one of them, she’d be sure to give a swift kick to them for doing so.

   “ How to pay?” echoed the witch back, one eyebrow raising. that’s right, the currency here seemed to all be digital and not everyone was expected to know how to do so. it’d be good of him to learn and she had nothing else to do. besides, Nine herself was also seeking to get something from this shop, so it’d be getting two birds with one stone.

         “ Hm. Come, follow me. “ a gentle command, arms unfolding as she placed a hand on the other’s shoulder to urge him along with her. 

#decodetalking #×. YUSAKU (decodetalking) 001 #×. EVENT 003 (proxy)

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seithrveined.

         “– In the kitchen, back here!” Almost perfect… The kitchen was a mess at this point– he had been trying to clean it once the bulk of his work was done, but his exhaustion was getting the better of him by that point… But rather than passing out on the floor, the Reaper forced himself to stay away for the finishing touches. By the time Nine finally arrived, Ragna was working on the final stretch of his work…

    Even as the witch walked in, his back was facing towards her while his hands remained busy at work. A tired glance was offered back at her, a weary and small smile greeting her.

         “About time ya got here… I was honestly tempted to do this last week, but we were still busy fightin’ and all that. Even so, I knew I had to finish this as soon as possible…“ With a final nod to acknowledge his work was complete, he finally put the bag of icing aside before lifting up his final product. Nine was finally greeted with what was so damn important to show her…

    A cake. A modestly sized cake… but one absolutely packed with sugar– way more than any human should possibly be able to tolerate. But Ragna knew that this was… most likely the right amount for it to be “perfect” by Mercury standards. The icing matched her own colors, purple and pink. And to tie it all up, a simple message was written across in white icing.

                             Happy Birthday

         ”… She’s not here to do it herself. So… I did it for her.”

    she could smell the confection the minute she walked into the kitchen-- it was impossible not to as it practically filled the entire space up with a sweet scent. she's almost distracted by whatever it was to the point of forgetting to ask why Ragna asked her to come over. the smile is met with a raised eyebrow, one hand coming to rest on her hip. he...didn't seriously ask her all the way out here after a war to eat some cake, right? the Reaper was many things, but ridiculously foolish wasn't one of them. 

       deciding to give him the benefit of the doubt, she takes a step closer and it's then that she can make out the words on the cake. Happy Birthday. if that wasn't enough to have whatever annoyance she was preparing to verbalize die on her lips, it was his words that had her go quiet. she didn't need to ask who he was talking about-- Nine knew right away and their name is spoken in a breathy exhale.

                   " Celica. "

    her beloved little sister. the person Nine was more than willing to raise hell for. the mere mention of her is enough for the witch to remain silent for a time, gaze focused on the cake. maybe it's the exhaustion that clings to her so heavily that has the hardened features of her face....softening. it was slow. gradual, but they relax and for a moment, Nine smiles. it isn't a fake one, nor one tinted with ire. it was a reflection of a smile she would always have around her sister or Trinity. a smile from befor Terumi, before the Dark War, before the Boundary.

                      it was a smile that belonged to Konoe, not Nine the Phantom.

  a couple minutes pass before she speaks, voice low as she swallows back the lump in her throat.  " .....so this is what was so important. " 

#seithrveined #×. RAGNA 006 ( seithrveined) #[ IM SO SAD ]

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word prompts compilation

complies THIS MEME // THIS MEME // THIS MEME

ADD ++ FOR REVERSE

[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention

[ wake ] for your muse to wake mine

[ cover ]  for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket

[ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.

[ kiss ]  for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning

[ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair

[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair

[ embrace ]  for your muse to hold mine

[ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room

[ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer

[ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger

[ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s

[ weep ]  for your muse to catch mine crying

[ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food

[ hit ] for your muse to attack mine

[ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance

[ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine

[ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap

[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring

[ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually

[ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support

[ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm

[ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand

[ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did

[ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine

[ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap

[ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down

[ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away

[ dream ] for my muse to share dream with yours

[ nightmare ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare

[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation

[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury

[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine

[ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger

[ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine

[ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine 

[ goodbye ] for my muse kissing and/or hugging your muse goodbye

[ secrets ]   my  muse  sharing/confiding  a secret

[ bloody ]   for your  muse  coming  to  my  muse  with  blood  stains 

[ drunk ]   your  muse  takes  care  of my very drunk muse 

[ bed ]  my  muse wakes up in  the  same bed as your muse with little  recollection  of  the  night  before

[ scream ]   my  muse  hears  your  muse  scream  and  runs  to  them

[ trail ]   my  muse  watches  as  your  muse  traces  one  of  my  muses  scars,  asking  them  about  it

[ piggyback ]   my  muse  gives  yours  a  piggyback  ride

[ jump ]   my  muse  holding  yours  up  by  their  thighs

[ carry ]   my  muse  carries  your  muse  to  their  house

[ lighter ]   my  muse  pulls  out  a  lighter  and  lights  it  for  your  muse  to  use  to  light  their  cigarette

[ shot ] my  muse  gets  shot  and  struggles  to  your  muses for aid

[ wound ] my  muse  patches  and  bandages  a  wound  your  muse  has  gotten

[ fight ]   my  muse  stops  your  muse  from  getting  into  a  physical  fight  with  someone  else

[ arrest ]   your  muse  finds  my  muse  arrested  in  cuffs  

[ hospital ]   my  muse  awakens  in  a  hospital,  finding  your  muse  by  their  side,  asking  what  happened

[ betrayal ] my  muse  finds  out  that  your  muse  has  betrayed  them and  confronts  them  about  it

[ nude ] my  muse  walks  in  on  your  muse  accidentally  seeing  them  naked

[ karaoke ]  for our muses to sing together

[ wet ]   your muse  strips  down  to  their  under  garments  and  runs  into  the  water,  motioning  for my muse  to  join  them

[ crawl ]  for  your  muse  to  crawl  into  bed  with  mine .

[ flower ]  for  your  muse  to  offer  my  muse  their  favourite  flower

[ gift ]  for  my  muse  to  surprise  your muse  with  a  gift

[ homemade gift ]  for  my  muse  to  make  your muse  a  gift

[ bestow ] for your muse to give my muse a gift, bought or handmade ( bonus if you add what it is )

[ serenade ]  for  my  muse  to  sing  to  your  muse

[ caress ]  for  your  muse  to  gently  run  their  hand  down  my  muse’s  face

[ caught ]  for  your  muse  to  catch  my  muse  wearing  their  shirt .

[ love letter ]  for  your  muse  to  give  my  muse  a  love  letter  they  wrote  for  them

[ boop ]  for  your  muse  to  boop  my  muse  on  the  nose

[ date ]  for  my muse  to  ask  your  muse  to  go  on  a  date

[ confess ]  for my muse  to  confess  their  feelings  to  your  muse

[ sleepy ]  for  my muse  to  slowly  fall  alseep  on  your muse

#memes tbt. #will probably do these tomorrow or uh #checks clock #later today

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seithrveined

         “I know, I’m bein’ a pain in the ass… Normally I’d just wait till later, but not for this. It’ll make sense when you see it… Door’s unlocked. See ya in a bit.“ He let out a relieved sigh as he hung up the phone, glad that Nine was willing to play along. Ragna figured he wouldn’t have much time to complete this last task, but at least it’ll be a nice note to end this fiasco on.

    Doing his best to remain awake and alert, the Reaper’s last stand before a long rest lies in the kitchen. With any luck, he’ll have everything finished before the witch gets here. Guess he better speed things up…

   she has no clue what the Reaper is up to and it has her burning with curiosity. it's enough of a driving force to keep her awake during the trek to his house, weaving through groups of people celebrating their survival and the debris that still riddled the ground. it took her longer than expected reach his home -- understandable, given the circumstances -- and she knocks on the door once before entering. unlocked, just as he said.

but....he's not there. eyebrows furrow as she closes the door behind her, gaze moving about. she figured he'd be waiting in the foyer or outside, but he was in neither location. " Ragna? " she calls out, opting to just follow wherever she heard him answer from.

#seithrveined #×. RAGNA 006 ( seithrveined)

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seithrveined

    // @worldrebel​  |  Unprompted

    Well, it’s about damn time that this mini-war finally ended… And the Reaper felt utterlyexhausted by it all. But now wasn’t the time to sleep… without any conflict to worry about, Ragna had made a beeline right for his home in Archimedes. All the things he had gathered beforehand were still there… He’ll still have to find and thank the flag girl for helping him secure the area for this. But now it was time to work. And in the middle of that work, he needed to make a phone call to a certain witch…

          “Hey, Nine? Finally glad this shit’s over now… But before I pass out, I need you over at my place for somethin’. It’s really important… can you make it?“

She's not a religious persin by any means but she thanks whatever god is out there that this is finally over. it's a relief, but one that is overpowered by pure exhuastion, the Sage had been pushing it for the past two weeks and it's finally coming back to hit her full force. she doesn't regret it of course and would love for nothing more than to possible just pass out right then and there. but, of course, someone has plans to disturb that. 

   " Really? " she's not that happy in the slightest-- can't it wait until tomorrow? both of them vould use a week long rest....but he said it was important. and his help against the Beast was appreciated and proven to be invaluable, even if they didn't kill it. going over there was the least Nine could do. she's silent a moment before groaning, one hand rubbing her eyes to wake up more as she begins moving.

          " Fine, fine I'll be right there. But this better be as important as you say it is. "

#seithrveined #×. RAGNA 006 ( seithrveined)

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#NICE #EVENT 003 (security breach)

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seithrveined.

    Fighting the Black Beast for this long… His brief encounter back in the Dark War already clued him in on what it was like– but that fight ended too abruptly. The moment he made contact with the damn monster, everything just… stopped. However, that won’t be the case this time. There’s no way he can stop the damn thing like last time… so his best bet was to fight fire with fire.

    His right arm carries the power of the Black Beast. What better way to combat this unstoppable force of destruction than with its own power? He should have started off this fight with unsealing all of his restrictions… yet that was always a last resort. Ragna needed to see if he could handle this Beast without that dangerous power just yet.

    Despite his best efforts, it seems his opportunity will have to be delayed. A certain Witch just had to step in and pull him out of harms way. And her damn, reckless teleporting got the Reaper falling over, landing right on his ass on some hard concrete once the Sage released his jacket sleeve.

         “Gh– What’s your deal, huh?!“ He barked back defiantly, slowly getting back onto his feet to meet her glare. “I ain’t gonna get killed that easily– you outta know that by now! We both know I’ve got a damn good shot at taking it out!”

    “ My deal is that this shot that would be pointless waste if you got taken out before you even got the chance to do anything! "  yes, she was well aware that it was quite difficult to kill the other and that he would do everything in his power until the very end. that he was the only other person on this island who had as good a chance against the Black Beast as she did. she knew that all very well but what one could do means little if they’re not careful.            

           “ This is not some battle where you can take it out on your own and I will not deal with anymore pointless deaths because some idiot got savior-happy! “

  she could have just left him there and let whatever injury befall him as a cause of his own actions. had this been happening back in their world, she would have without an ounce of hesitation. but things are different now. taking that course of action wouldn’t sit right with her-- of course, she wasn’t going to outright admit that. not now when that thing was the more pressing issue.

  she shifts, tearing her glare away from the Reaper to back where the Beast continued its rampage. gloved fingers curl tighter around her spear, the scowl deepening. she takes a moment to calm herself before continuing. 

     “ I will take you and drop your ass into the ocean by Golden if I have to. You may have fought it once but you were not in a war with it. So we either do it my way or you leave. It makes no difference to me, Bloodedge. With or without help, I will take care of the Black Beast.“

#seithrveined #RAGNA 004 (seithrveined) #EVENT 003 (security breach)

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   for however long the event goes on IC just know that Nine was probably fighting the Black Beast the entire time so once the event is over she’s gonna end up passing out in the middle of the ruined archimedes ward like she did last time and sleep for like 5 days straight

#×. BURN BABY BURN (ooc) #nine vc: i don't care i'm just fighting to spite the null #narrator vc: she did in fact care

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       “ Do not get any closer! “

  the warning booms, volume of the witch’s voice rising above that of the Beast’s screeching and sounds of destruction that echoed throughout the ward of Archimedes. no sooner had those words left her lips did the severed head of the Black Beast began to thrash about, knocking into shattered buildings and leaving new craters in the already ruined street. from seemingly nowhere does Nine land next to the other woman, feet stumbling on the debris riddled ground as she struggled to erect a barrier before the two just in time to deflect the head from trying to bite the two of them in half. sparks shoot out in every which direction as its teeth scraped against the invisible shield-- that angered the Beast’s head and Nine curses under her breath as she pours more magic into keeping it strong.

          she is, admittedly, tired. every little movement of her limbs has varying levels of pain coursing through her system-- both from over-use and from untreated wounds that color her skin in dark purples and reds, some dripping fresh with blood through the tears in her clothing. she did not have time to take care of them. the pain was nothing more than a bug bite ( none of this will ever compare to what the Boundary could do.) and thus, she could ignore it. she will ignore it because the Black Beast was something that required her undivided attention.

            ....that and making sure SOME people didn’t get themselves killed.

    the severed head screeches once more as it rears back to hit the shield with no holds barred. the witch’s gaze narrows, fingers flexing as she raises her spear with her other hand. in an instant does flames burst forth from the blade, searing the shadows which make up the head and sending it skittering back.

        “ The heads will move, attached or not. Don’t be so careless running in, Yayoi and do not stray too far-- the seithr will kill you if you do. “

@camelliacried​ -- security breach pt.2 s.c.

#camelliacried #TSUBAKI 003 (camelliacried) #EVENT 003 (security breach) #smh you hero types #always gotta run in and shit #a pain in the ass #beheading cw

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venandii.

   ❝And mine beautiful tails like blood.❞

The she-fox is clearly displeased, a bottle of shampoo in each hand as she’s trying to discern which might best remove the stench.

       “ Blood, hm? I’ve found that to be the most difficult scent to get out.”

   a sigh as the witch glances at the products in her hands, a moment of quiet contemplation. “ The left one works well enough. “

#venandii

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    “ Ugh, my hair  is going to smell like fire for weeks. “

#isola mini #i am here...and gonna do Thinga #..things even #it is nine's birthday i must do things on her tonight

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BB LOG | ぬぬん [pixiv]

#hey check out how hard I can cry!! #×. ASHEN FLAME (nine) #×. YOU DESERVED FAR BETTER. FAR MORE (celica) #kokonoe tbt. #jubei tbt.