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OOC: I’m moving Nero to a sideblog off of a hub blog of mine - so this blog is about to be archived-  but you can find him under the same URL.

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warofthebeasts​:

It has been far too long since last they held each other. An eternity, it feels like to Sephiroth, even though they have come together once again. He doubts he will ever get used to it, just as he doubts he will ever grow tired of it.

“That sounds fine.” And he would vegetate and daydream with him, he supposes, if no one has any complaints about it. Is it at all possible that he could pull Nero closer to him? It is not, and yet he tries anyway, their bodies flush.

“I don’t know. To the middle of nowhere, I think. With plenty of trees, a nearby river and waterfall…Does such a place exist, even?” Probably not; the images that dance through his head hardly seem real, not in this existence. Not when demons are plentiful everywhere they go.

“Somewhere secluded would be nice. …But I would go anywhere you would go.”

It sounded as if the day was destined to be quite the wonderful day, for the most part - what could be better than putting his feet up, relaxing, spending time with he of whom he had missed far more than he would ever be able to explain through words alone. Once again his life had changed and this time he was certain it was for the better; Sephiroth once more being part of his life took so many stresses away from his person that he actually smiled. 

“Maybe we could find it...” A whisper - did such a beautiful place exist? It had to - and a vast amount of the young hunter’s person actually wanted to up and leave everything behind - sick and tired of doing the same thing day in, day out. How his uncle never grew tired of it was beyond him. 

“Secluded sounds good. We could become those kinds of grumpy old men people don’t want to go anywhere near-” A laugh, hiding his face softly into his companions chest; largely ignoring everything else besides the other; “...spread rumours to keep people away---”

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greatforcesofnature​:

“!” Will sensed the danger and tries to counter at the last second but quickly, he is saved by Nero. Sweat drips down on the side of his forehead before giving a sigh. 

Wow. I thought I was a goner. The redhead thought as he rests his hand on his chest, calming himself.  He is glad that Nero saved his behind. 

“I’m alright, thank you!” Will said and then says, “Also I’m sorry.” He can’t help apologizing for not noticing the demon behind him and having Nero to save him. He should of notice it. 

“Is this the rest of them?” He asked curiously, looking around the fallen demons.

A quick wave of a hand signifies that Nero cares little for the apology - it didn’t need to be given; Nero was there, and had managed to do all he could, that was all that mattered. They were both safe - well enough to continue. 

“Seems to be all of them--” A pause; “You wanna take five?”

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warofthebeasts​:

Sephiroth’s smile is light yet concerned; Nero is very obviously exhausted, and it concerns him greatly. The life the young man lives is not an easy one. None of them live an easy life.

Nero does not need to say it; it’s the same thing that it was in every place before this place.

And it is endless.

The smile so easily fades even as his arms around Nero’s waist pull him closer. One arm lets go, his hand going to gingerly rub at the stump for him, hoping to ease some of the pain. It is the most he can do for the one who has taken his heart so fully.

“…Is there anything I can do for you…?” he offers quietly, sincerely. “Stay in for the day. Rest. I’ll stay with you, if you’d like.”

Sensational is the comfort from the other male, the warmth of the embrace offered simply second to none - how he had survived so long without the comforts that thrive in the presence of Sephiroth was utterly beyond him. But endured he had, and continued to. 

“I don’t think there is anything to be done-” Nero smiles, softly, regardless of it being hidden in the curve of his dearests neck. “...I think I’ll just vegetate and... daydream about getting the fuck away from here - “ Yes - travel the world, see everything there was to see instead of falling into the same damn rut, unable to escape - time and time over.

“Where would you choose first?” He smiled once more; “If you could go anywhere--?”

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warofthebeasts​:

It seemed to be fate that they should wind up once again in a place where they must scrabble desperately to survive, a place that was sliding quickly into hell. Overrun by demons, the denizens of hell crawling forth from their pits and portals and, in some cases, summoned by foolishness.

Would they never find peace?

The anger, as well, was not difficult to miss. The anger of those in Nero’s inner circle. The uncle, namely. Could Sephiroth blame him for the heated words said when it was thought he was out of earshot? Not at all.

But let him be angry. He hadn’t been there when Sephiroth had. He hadn’t endured what he and Nero had endured together. Sephiroth would be selfish if Nero allowed it.

Sephiroth was not far; he was in the bathroom, drying off the last bits of a shower with a towel around his waist. Never one for much modesty, humility an alien concept to him, he walked right out to meet Nero when he called for him.

“Yes? …I’d expected you to be gone longer.” It was no complaint, not by a long shot. “Is something wrong? If you need the shower, there’s a towel for you, and I can do laundry if need be.”

Relief blossomed across both his expression and heart as the sight of his dearest crosses his vision - once again reminded that Sephiroth had not been a part of his imagination or distant yearning but instead there; flesh and bone; breathing and alive. Softly does he exhale through his nose, a gentle smile tugging across lips as he approaches - reaching toward him to move a stand of beauteous starlit hair out of his face. 

“Yeah - seems I’m actually too exhausted to be of much help, today-” They should have all been working shifts or something of that sort but no matter the plans, one couldn’t do much more than they were against the hoards. It felt as if he was witnessing Fortuna all over again, before his very eyes - but this time he held little attachment to the place. 

“Nothin’ much wrong, though - Phantom pain an’ shit but-” A shrug, his hand gingerly rubbing at the bandages upon the stumped end of his arm; “That’s pretty normal nowadays-” 

Pausing in his babbling, Nero steps closer again to wrap his arm around Sephiroth’s neck; uncaring of how his skin was still damp from showering, adoring the familiar comfort his presence bought. 

“Sick of all this demon shit - I’m gettin’ to the point where I want a log cabin in the middle of bloody nowhere-” 

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silveredscion​:

STUNNED was a polite way of putting it.

❝ Or AMAZED at how someone can stumble around Wall Market like an idiot. You’ve clearly never been ‘round here before. ❞

“Yeah - grand observation - I don’t usually frequent shit holes-” 

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durativo​:

“Is that what you call it when you’re hopelessly falling behind? Compensating? Sure. I guess you better get used to compensating.” He knows he’s oft more competitive with other partners, but with Nero he can’t help just being playful at times. He’s too fun to push around, and in times like these, he can’t help wanting some fun.

Playfulness, small competitions, boyish things akin to that made all of the hideousness that much more easily dealt with. Morale was kept up by running his mouth, not  meaning any insults but finding joy in the reactions nonetheless. 

“I’ll give you compensating-, old man! You’re getting slow. Need me to get you some aspirin for that arthritis?”

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greatforcesofnature​:

“Yeah!” The redhead exclaimed in response as he is quick on his feet as he thinks. Dispatching the demons with his stun magic. Unlike Nero who kept count of his kills, once he sees that the demons are stunned, he is going to focus on the ones that are remain standing. Will didn’t thought of it as fun but as urgency. 

Of course, he couldn’t deny that he liked the adrenaline running through his veins when he is fighting like this. He didn’t know why but it was like a stress reliever. Away from his studies.  

Alright…last two.” He breathed as he grips his sword tightly, then he goes to fire green blasts at them. However…he just missed one as it starts to sneak up and attempts to attack! 

Nero had very little in life beyond his ability to slay the hideousness in which rose up from the vulgar depths; counting his kills only added to that something. Adrenaline was glorious, the excitement comfortable - it was all he had ever known and thus he clung to it. 

Nero, finishing those in front of him, turns to check on his companion - only to have to sprint in order to bring down the monstrosity threatening his friend- taking great joy in dragging it to the ground and ending its pathetic life; 

“You alright?”

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@silveredscion  ||  LIKED the STARTER CALL

“Hey, fella - you alright? Look a little stunned?”

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@drkslayer​  ||  LIKED the STARTER CALL

Apprehension drenched his figure, cautiousness glazing eyes; the very sight of the male in the near vicinity bought butterflies of nervousness and unease to his stomach but not a single fragment of such emotions made it to his face for his expression remained sceptical and calm. 

“Why you here, huh?” Nero chooses to call out, fingers itching to reach for the blade upon his back though decisions were made against it; for now he would remain open should such courtesy be given to him in turn.

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STARTER CALL! 

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@warofthebeasts  ||  LIKED the STARTER CALL

There were not enough hours in the day to do all in which was needed to gain an upper hand in the war against the hideous spawn that spewed forth from the depths, below. Day after day, night after night - the team set out be it together or apart and did as much as they were physically able to do - but each week it was growing worse and talks of a far bigger problem upon the horizon. It was likely, if it did happen that some if not all of the city would have to be evacuated... another headache.

Nero couldn’t recall how long he had been on his feet - how long he had been hunting and fighting - but as soon as he returned to his apartment did he kick off his muddied boots and toss his jacket aside. Comforts were all that meant anything to him those days, little comforts often found in blankets and forgiving cushions; and one particular comfort in which he glanced around for but could not see. 

Where was Sephiroth? Brows furrowed though he imagined he wasn’t far - fingers moving to gently remove the prosthetic arm so he could rub, gently, at the heavily bandaged stump beneath. Ah - it was painful - it bought absolute discomfort to him every day, it grew worse the longer he used it, and very little helped ease its pain besides rest. 

“Seph, you here?” Ah - imagine Dante’s surprise, earlier that day, when Nero had told him about the others return - too many questions and a lot of anger, as expected; the decision made to keep the two of them apart long enough for the youth to come up with a plan, at least. 

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STARTER CALL! 

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STARTER CALL! 

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ooc:// I am legit so proud of my new theme omg.

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ooc: Please excuse the mess as i completely change my theme-----

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greatforcesofnature​:

Will watched Nero went into the fray and the fighting has now started. Always careful, the redhead aims his sword at the demons. Right away, green blasts were fired, passing Nero and hitting the demons dead-on. Will’s magic isn’t lethal but it can render any living thing immobile especially demons. He has a feeling that there’s something more ahead of them. 

“I take this side and you take the other.” He said.

Nero deviated toward the left, taking one side as the both of them had agreed, previously. As ever, the youth is thankful for the aid - even if it proved to only stun those nearby, it allowed for the half-breed to get to those needing the attention first and finish the others off but only a few moments later.

One, two, three - he counted them in his head for the fun of it and then, afterwards; glanced behind to take note of where Will had gotten himself to. “Keeping up okay?”