✧ MINORS / IRL ACCOUNTS DNI
✧ SECONDARY ACCOUNT. REPLIES WILL BE MADE LESS FREQUENTLY AND SLOWER HERE.
ㅤ "In passing." Honesty doesn't always require detail. The two words should be enough, Giame thinks, to imply that they don't know each other in any deeper sense - and to some degree, she'd like to keep it that way. Someone so important as the Guardian would never need to know her story...
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Was all Razyel said, before turning around on a dime.
Followed by a confused blink.
Did she really just... Address him directly just like that..?
"Huh... Have we met before..?"
Razyel had a feeling that they have seen her around before. But couldn't quite put their finger on it.
ㅤ " ... Guardian."
ㅤ With her hands to her side, a stranger is in his proximity like a whisper. A respectable arm's length, thankfully, but enough to trigger a jolt when his title is called.
ㅤ "In passing." Honesty doesn't always require detail. The two words should be enough, Giame thinks, to imply that they don't know each other in any deeper sense - and to some degree, she'd like to keep it that way. Someone so important as the Guardian would never need to know her story...
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note; i will probably prioritize replies w raz for a bit (i'll still get to everybody dw) just bcs there's a lot i wanna do there
keyword is prioritize! i'll get back to everybody like i said
note; i will probably prioritize replies w raz for a bit (i'll still get to everybody dw) just bcs there's a lot i wanna do there
keyword is prioritize! i'll get back to everybody like i said
the third sanctuary is such an underrated song
the third sanctuary is such an underrated song
ㅤ Purple eyes flick up while her hands work. There's a delay in her response - she isn't sure what to make of the Guardian himself approaching over an...
ㅤ "Omelette."
... it couldn't have smelled that good... it was just eggs and seasonings.
That someone caught a whiff of the cooking being done on the station close by, prompting them to take a closer look out of mere curiosity of the Guardian.
"Hey there, that smells good. What are you cooking?"
ㅤ Early enough in the morning to be a headache, and nearly silent as a mouse if it weren't for the sizzling of the pan.
ㅤ Breakfast. Something quick & easy, to get in & get out.
ㅤ Purple eyes flick up while her hands work. There's a delay in her response - she isn't sure what to make of the Guardian himself approaching over an...
ㅤ "Omelette."
... it couldn't have smelled that good... it was just eggs and seasonings.
ㅤ " ... " Again, with the blank, distant stare - for just a moment. "Nowhere." It's true; outside of her campship, she had no real destination... not like she'd rented a hotel. She was just waiting for ARKS to contact her, so she'd visited Earth.
... The Guardian had been here before. What
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" Where to next ? " Asked, as if he wasn't entirely preventing her from her destination as a whole.
ㅤ She isn't long, thankfully - or not, if you consider how quickly she walks out of the store. Half of her had been hoping Dove found something else to do, only because she'd wanted to hide in her campship - she wasn't inclined to have a stranger follow her to where a teleporter to the main
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ㅤ " ... " Again, with the blank, distant stare - for just a moment. "Nowhere." It's true; outside of her campship, she had no real destination... not like she'd rented a hotel. She was just waiting for ARKS to contact her, so she'd visited Earth.
... The Guardian had been here before. What
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ㅤ Predictable. The photonic impulse as Ashley shunts herself overhead is the same as hearing a blaring speaker be thrown past her head. Pure energy or not, a weapon can only do so much damage to thin air.
ㅤ Guren-Tessen. In the heartbeat of Ashe's arms swinging down, an instant-fast flash
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She held her right hand out to her side, Photons consolidating in front of her palm before spreading out, taking the shape of a sword.
A blade of nothing but pure energy, no hilt needed.
She +
ㅤ Thankfully, Giame's attire hardly needs a change. Glancing toward Ashe, her hand is already on the hilt of her blade, waiting to see how she wants this to start.
ㅤ Predictable. The photonic impulse as Ashley shunts herself overhead is the same as hearing a blaring speaker be thrown past her head. Pure energy or not, a weapon can only do so much damage to thin air.
ㅤ Guren-Tessen. In the heartbeat of Ashe's arms swinging down, an instant-fast flash
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ㅤ Early enough in the morning to be a headache, and nearly silent as a mouse if it weren't for the sizzling of the pan.
ㅤ Breakfast. Something quick & easy, to get in & get out.
ㅤ Early enough in the morning to be a headache, and nearly silent as a mouse if it weren't for the sizzling of the pan.
ㅤ Breakfast. Something quick & easy, to get in & get out.
i hope y'all have liked giame so far -
i hope y'all have liked giame so far -
ㅤ She isn't long, thankfully - or not, if you consider how quickly she walks out of the store. Half of her had been hoping Dove found something else to do, only because she'd wanted to hide in her campship - she wasn't inclined to have a stranger follow her to where a teleporter to the main
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He'll realize much later that he originally came to the store to get things to make dinner for the rest of the week.
ㅤ ... Odd. Giame wasn't sure how to respond. Again, she wasn't intent on being obstinate, as much as she tends to move alone. Clutching the pack, she opts to make the linear, obvious choice and move to the register.
ㅤ It's not that weird for someone to come in, buy snacks, and leave, right?
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ㅤ She isn't long, thankfully - or not, if you consider how quickly she walks out of the store. Half of her had been hoping Dove found something else to do, only because she'd wanted to hide in her campship - she wasn't inclined to have a stranger follow her to where a teleporter to the main
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ㅤ Solarion approaches, yet she backsteps away. Though her face is flat as a board, her voice quivers as it meets open air. "I'm sorry." Eyes flicking between him and literally anything else in rapid succession, it becomes clear she's struggling to look him directly in the eye.
So deciding to be his best, polite self, he approached her with a bright smile.
"You ok Miss? You seem rather distraught."
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ㅤ Giame doesn't say anything, but her head and eyes jerked over. There's a thin tremble in her legs - both unusual signals to a stranger.
ㅤ She thought she'd seen Luther for a split second, and her heart dropped. Give her a second to swallow the bile...
ㅤ Solarion approaches, yet she backsteps away. Though her face is flat as a board, her voice quivers as it meets open air. "I'm sorry." Eyes flicking between him and literally anything else in rapid succession, it becomes clear she's struggling to look him directly in the eye.
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ㅤ ... Odd. Giame wasn't sure how to respond. Again, she wasn't intent on being obstinate, as much as she tends to move alone. Clutching the pack, she opts to make the linear, obvious choice and move to the register.
ㅤ It's not that weird for someone to come in, buy snacks, and leave, right?
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A bit of a grumble leaves his lips, not a noise of displeasure, but of a spark trying it's best to make friends, even the other was indifferent.
" Well. . I'll tag along anyways. And if you see any more snacks or anything else you're interested in, I'll help out! "
ㅤ "No..." Her reactions, apart from being so tense, appear to be rather well controlled. "I just wanted to try these." Not like she can stop Dove from tagging along if he likes, but she didn't plan for company. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been going for any snacks at all...
ㅤ ... Odd. Giame wasn't sure how to respond. Again, she wasn't intent on being obstinate, as much as she tends to move alone. Clutching the pack, she opts to make the linear, obvious choice and move to the register.
ㅤ It's not that weird for someone to come in, buy snacks, and leave, right?
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ㅤ "No..." Her reactions, apart from being so tense, appear to be rather well controlled. "I just wanted to try these." Not like she can stop Dove from tagging along if he likes, but she didn't plan for company. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been going for any snacks at all...
A noise, closing his eyes for a moment, he brings his arms down to his sides, opening his eyes once more.
"Well, those can be good. Are there any other snacks you're trying to get? I don't mind helping, I got the time. . If you want the company, anyways."
ㅤ ... Suddenly, the questionnaire is getting uncomfortable. She hesitates to reply, hand twitching with the urge to put them back.
ㅤ " ... No..."
ㅤ "No..." Her reactions, apart from being so tense, appear to be rather well controlled. "I just wanted to try these." Not like she can stop Dove from tagging along if he likes, but she didn't plan for company. Otherwise, she wouldn't have been going for any snacks at all...
ㅤ Thankfully, Giame's attire hardly needs a change. Glancing toward Ashe, her hand is already on the hilt of her blade, waiting to see how she wants this to start.
" Whew. . . Ah, I miss wearing this. Hehe. "
ㅤ Thankfully, Giame's attire hardly needs a change. Glancing toward Ashe, her hand is already on the hilt of her blade, waiting to see how she wants this to start.
ㅤ ... Suddenly, the questionnaire is getting uncomfortable. She hesitates to reply, hand twitching with the urge to put them back.
ㅤ " ... No..."
" Gummy worms. . ? That's a fairly common snack to come across here. Do you not really eat a lot of snacks? "
ㅤ " ... I wanted to try these." Very tentatively, she looks down at the snacks in her hand, before back to Dove.
ㅤ ... It's just sour gummy worms. But she looks incredibly defensive, if you ignore her flat, emotionless face - she looks like she's braced.
ㅤ ... Suddenly, the questionnaire is getting uncomfortable. She hesitates to reply, hand twitching with the urge to put them back.
ㅤ " ... No..."
this convo with Laoise is funny because Giame is blocking the memory, but her body remembers the extreme discomfort of her horns being touched because the Deuman project leads kept taking samples from them
she only knows they're heavy because they weighed the samples. she doesn't feel the weight
this convo with Laoise is funny because Giame is blocking the memory, but her body remembers the extreme discomfort of her horns being touched because the Deuman project leads kept taking samples from them
she only knows they're heavy because they weighed the samples. she doesn't feel the weight
ㅤ " ... I wanted to try these." Very tentatively, she looks down at the snacks in her hand, before back to Dove.
ㅤ ... It's just sour gummy worms. But she looks incredibly defensive, if you ignore her flat, emotionless face - she looks like she's braced.
He lifts his other hand up, and takes his own hand, shaking it. A face that could quite literally speak 'I won't leave myself hanging.' with his smile.
Afterwards, he pulls arms back, nesting them behind his head.
ㅤ ... A hand that is never accepted. Her hand twitches, knowing she should reciprocate, but all she can manifest is a thumbs-up.
ㅤ ... No touchy.
ㅤ " ... I wanted to try these." Very tentatively, she looks down at the snacks in her hand, before back to Dove.
ㅤ ... It's just sour gummy worms. But she looks incredibly defensive, if you ignore her flat, emotionless face - she looks like she's braced.
ㅤ ... A hand that is never accepted. Her hand twitches, knowing she should reciprocate, but all she can manifest is a thumbs-up.
ㅤ ... No touchy.
"But, I wouldn't ask you to use your time explaining what it is to someone that doesn't understand it. . But it is nice to meet you, Giame."
Then, he sticks out a hand, a smile.
ㅤ "Giame. ARKS." Speaking when spoken to, her replies are quick and succinct. An effective communicator - at least, would be, if Dove knew what ARKS was - but perhaps not a great conversationalist. Still paying attention to him, her free hand snags something off the nearby shelf.
ㅤ ... A hand that is never accepted. Her hand twitches, knowing she should reciprocate, but all she can manifest is a thumbs-up.
ㅤ ... No touchy.
thank you scorch for showing me there's a zzz chat generator
i'm gonna make an icon and use that instead
thank you scorch for showing me there's a zzz chat generator
i'm gonna make an icon and use that instead