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New blog is here

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New discord is: we_roll_the_dice

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New blog is here

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I've also changed discord, will hang out on my old one for a while before moving

Add me on: we_roll_the_dice

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[sapphiresands]

Whispers

New blog is here

[sapphiresands]

Whispers

New blog is here

[sapphiresands]

Whispers

New blog is here

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Whispers

New blog is here

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I'll be coming back soon

I'm just rewriting a few things, bc I've changed my mind again, for like the 100th time 🤪

I'll make a new post with the blog and stuff when I've done that, maybe even a new discord too

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Hi, sorry for not coming back yet, small update

The reason is because I went on a mental health break due to a lot going on, and then I've changed jobs so it's delayed everything.

I was planning on remaking my bio, and changing my icon style a little, but I think I'll just redo the bio, get the new blog up, and then icons + the oc I wanna bring in can be done after Sevren is back up and running

Since I am terribly undecided on which oc I wanna bring back anyway, and Sevren has like 900+ icons to change

it's going to be one of the three ocs listed on an old blog of mine here, I just- am really struggling with which one haha

In the meantime, if anyone wants to do some small stuff on discord I'm up for it! With any of those ocs or Sevren really

Discord is tricks_and_dice, I haven't moved discord it's still the same one

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Update

I think I’m going to remake. I need a fresh start. That’s probably what’s stopping me getting active again. It’s not the only thing, I’m hurting deeply for a few reasons at the moment, but remaking will hopefully help there as well.

It’s going to take a while; I have some irl stuff happening as well-- But it is going to be a project to work on. I’ll come back when it’s finished and I’m ready.

I’m not dropping any threads, but I will be focusing on my remake for a while. Sevren will likely undergo changes, but I don’t believe it will change much in my current threads. I’m also hoping to make some side blogs for a few other ocs which I am revamping, but one thing at a time.

I’ll also might be moving to a new discord, and I’ll post it on here when that’s done as well. But before all that, I’m going to be offline for a while longer, I need time to heal.

Everyone on here has been very supportive and patient with me, and I appreciate it. It’s got me through a lot, and I hope when I remake we can keep writing together <3

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"Don't say that, I didn't save you just to hear you say such things about yourself."

The fact she didn't pull away or hesitate when his appearance changed warmed his heart. Instead, she kept her careful touch upon his face. It was needed comfort after what he has just experienced. But as she began to sob, his heart sunk further.

"Please... You didn't come here willingly. You shouldn't not blame yourself for any of this. It was my choice to protect you, and I do not regret it."

Shuffling forward to remove the space between them, he took her into a tight hug. She had already shown she wasn't afraid, so he hoped this would be a welcome gesture.

"You think I would have been able to forgive myself if I did that? Knowing that I could have saved you from him, but I walked away?"

And Ren would have mocked him for eternity over it as well.

"It's not a bad thing to want to know. I would be the same. If you passed this chance up, then who knows if it would ever show itself again. I understand why you took the risk."

"Ren does know something, and he's using that against us."

Releasing her, Sevren fell quiet.

"... Yes, he is trapped here. For good reason, I assure you."

If he escaped, then Sevren would not exist anymore. It's a difficult matter to admit, however. Not only that, but he would continue his plan of trying to weaken the seals around The Endless Snake.

It's now his turn to cup her face, unaware of the dangerous idea running through her head.

"What's wrong with being selfish, and wanting to know more about yourself?"

"Try and calm down a little, it pains me to see you cry."

Her promises brought mixed feelings. Some assurance, but he doesn't want her to face Ren alone. He's dangerous, and while here, she would fair better with him helping her.

Especially since her abelites are still lacking experience.

"Hm? Nunnally?"

Sevren leaned forward, head tilting to the side. He wasn't sure how much the sands had drained her, but she is showing signs of that wear.

"They aren't your place, you're correct. Giving in is exactly what Ren wants... You're likely struggling because of what he just did."

Concern growing, he placed his arm over her own, giving her a slight shake.

"But you're stronger than that. Do not listen. I'm not going to lose you, no matter what Ren may try."

Huh--?

As much as they were pulling her, it seemed his own self doubt had resparked her will. A blush showed on his face before he shuffled back, giving her space once again.

"R-Really? Nice...?"

And such words of comfort. She'll always be here for him? Sevren is quick to question himself, but he doesn't doubt her words.

"... I like looking human," he mumbled, turning away to try and hide the red shade still on his features.

"But thank you. I wouldn't consider it beautiful myself but... If someone like you does, then it can't be all that bad."

She was caressing his cheek, gently, the tears still rolling down her own face. She could see her disobedience and his further actions, him saving her, impacted Sevren more than she might have been willing to admit. Nunnally could see Sevren was changing. His cheeks were now covered with slight signs of scales; eyes were changed, too. Their whites were now black and there were also some other slight changes she more sensed than fully grasped. She knew it was because of her. Of how careless she was. How willingly she entered Ren’s trap. 

“I am sorry…I am sorry…I do not deserve you…I do not deserve you caring about me…I am...I am not a good person...”

She was sobbing again, her little frame was shaken violently.

“I was too eager to learn. To learn about myself. You should have left me there. You should have let Ren have me. You would be safe then.” – although she was drowning in guilt and shame, Nunnally still was listening to him and heard his words…

“Ren…escape…is he trapped here…in your Dreamscape…?” – she did not know that was possible. Yes, she did suspect things like that could happen…but what would happen if Ren escaped? Would that hurt Sevren?

“Oh, Sevren…I am so foolish…so selfish…” – she exclaimed when a realization hit her; the realization she did not want to be vocal about.

( “I should leave to keep Sevren safe…” ) – but Nunnally did not know how to leave. When she looked at Sevren, her eyes were not blue anymore. They were red from the tears, and perhaps also from shame.

“He will not lure me again, Sevren. I will…I’ll try to be more careful. I’ll listen…I’ll…I’ll find another way to find out about myself. A way that will not put you at…risk.” – Nunnally was feeling weaker; it all drained her powers more than she wanted to admit – “But coming back to the sands seems so alluring…I am so tired…I would like to rest…though I am not sure if the sands are my place…I feel good about them but it does not feel it is my place…at least not yet…” – Nunnally was feeling sleepy; the sands were warm and were seducing her in a way; whispering to her; inviting to let herself indulge…but Sevren told her not to talk with the sands…

“Sevren…” – she whispered – “The sands…they are talking to me…wanting me to submit…” – and then she heard his words that broke a trance she was in…?

“Oh, Sevren, I do not mind… Why would I be afraid? Of you!? You have just saved me!” – she clanged to him – “It does not matter to me who you are or how you look…I will always be here for you…if you only allow me…I…I actually think you look…nice…” – she caressed his cheek again and then gave him a brief kiss on his changed skin – “…not to mention it is my fault. So please do not waste your energy on trying to look…human…for me…”

“I…I think you are beautiful…as you are…”

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Tightening of the hand, it didn’t go unnoticed. Thoughts circling within, wondering. Steps being taken in silence between the both of them, Jack would glance every so often to check on Sevren—keeping note of his well-being. If he were to ever notice this, Jack would give a soft smile in turn. 

Once entering the hide-out, Jack caught the moment Sevren starting to form words. A hesitant question, one built on unease and confusion. A nervous anxiety… One that meant facing an outcome most unexpected. At least, from what Jack understood when it came to this moment. 

Setting aside the supplies, Jack faces Sevren with that same smile he held—one that conveyed more than just a little sympathy. It held a trait of empathy. 

“… Because I see myself in you, and not just any sort of myself. I see the good. You are not someone that would hurt anyone just because you could. From what I saw out there… you held out until the very last moment. If you really wanted to cause harm, you would have done it way sooner than you did.” 

A slow shrug, eyes averting to the side to once more glance at the supplies that he put down, “I have no reason to fear you. Sure, anyone could be afraid of what you could do… I understand those thoughts.” 

But why should he be afraid when he knows Sevren isn’t that way? Jack looks back to the other, taking a step forward to place a hand on the shoulder. Gazing at Sevren and tilting his head slightly to carefully observe this new appearance. 

“Even if you don’t see yourself as human, even if everyone around us distrusts you and calls you something you are not… You are Sevren. Someone who is loyal, stubborn, a pain in the ass—but overall—someone I see as a friend. And just for that reason, you are more human than those that call you anything but.” 

A low chuckle, almost as if he had become amused, “And, I suppose from that logic, those people can say I’m anything but human too. But I never cared to be anything like them, so it doesn’t matter to me.” 

Though their steps would be silent, the peace was welcomed as they travelled here. Sevren needed the quiet to try and focus himself, and prevent further issues from arising. It also allowed him time to remember his circumstances.

Those words, Jack sees himself in all this too? This correct deduction of the situation, it held a pleasant familiarity. Worn, beaten, but the snake only tried to escape their blows-- Until it was too late.

Sevren knows that, but the memory is blurred once he was pushed too far.

As brave as Sevren feels Jack is, this is still a shock to him. From what little he can recall, his powers of time were on full display-- Likely twisting what was around him. He can easily assume what happened to those attacking him as well.

To not only approach him after, but also lead him here, claim that he sees the good... He almost feels like he's still in the grasp of his magic's insanity. But if that was the case, he wouldn't be able to restrain it like before.

And the name of his friend would still be lost on him.

"Then... why did you bring me here, knowing what I can do now?"

He's afraid. Not of Jack, but of himself. Being so close to his friend, within his his home, while so unstable. What if his power once again flows out of control while here?

He'd never forgive himself.

The thoughts raced his already strained mind, causing a golden glow to emit itself in his gaze. But his forming panic was eased once a hand was place on his shoulder.

He's soon reminded that he likely doesn't look human anymore either-- The snake took a glance at his hand to confirm it. It's left him speechless, a rare matter for someone like Sevren. Seeing the destruction he caused, his appearance changing like this... And only offering kindness, understanding.

It's enough for more tears to form, quickly falling down his features.

"I... truly have... lost my mind," he whimpered. "How embarrassing."

Sevren took a moment to rub his face, frustrated with himself as he let out a small hiss.

"I've lost... this little game of ours, my friend.

He's truly beaten me in every way.... But I'm fine with that.

"Jack."

"Those people don't know anything, do they? Not like we do."

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"Heh, just a little older."

Sevren has been able to keep up his disguise quite well. While he has dropped small hints here and there, he hasn't fully given himself away. The snake had hoped that if he laid low, he would see a sign of the power he is sensing from Hibiya.

But nothing so far. He is experienced, and doubts that he's wrong but... without interfering further, he may not find anything.

Most likely, Hibiya is also unaware of his sleeping abilities.

"I don't need that. What I need, is to start stepping up a little, and do my jobs correctly as before."

...

"Hey... Would you hold onto something for me? It's a pocket watch."

One that holds his power, one that allows time travel for those who know how to use it. It's a risk, but the snake hoped it might change something.

Sevren's hesitancy caused a raised eyebrow, Hibiya confused by his preface. Whatever he was trying to test though, only made the prince tempted to blindly follow along.

"Ssssure. I mean, we um, look close in age. Though, I wouldn't put it past you being older than you seem."

He stepped back to lean on the counter. "Or do you mean how long you've been in Tokyo? Because I wouldn't be against you taking a vacation and going home if that's what you would like."

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Nothing about her, it was him that was the problem. Disliked, looked to as a monster. It’s far easier to hide his true nature now, but he remembers. And the thought of others developing feelings for him is rare. He protects himself by never expecting it.

Even on a date. He saw this as a chance to make her happy, that is important to him.

“No, you didn’t. Of course you didn’t.”

He takes a hand to his chin, a deep sigh following.

“Yet I made you feel that way. It’s only fair then, that I admit it’s me. I do not come to expect the care of others.”

Another smile, though this time, it holds a slight hint of pain. The boldness paid off.

“I suppose I’ve lost too many. But that doesn’t, and shouldn’t, change our nice date today. I must ask to you forgive the scars I carry, and never blame yourself for them.”

He stepped forward, taking both her hands this time with a firm grip.

“I do care about you. Do not think otherwise. And we can care about each other, while having fun, can’t we?”

She may not consider herself so, but Sevren sees her as a very charming, and caring person. He held little issue with her, enough to catch feelings as well. It only took a simple date to notice it. There is much he doesn’t know about her, and he does hold a longing to find out—But not here, not now.

This was simply a joyful day for them.

“Lose me? I’m very hard to get rid of, I can assure you of that. Time is endless, even when the stars fade away, the tick of a clock continues.”

No soul. Two souls that were not his own. Unable to die. They’re different, but still so similar. Sevren can’t put his finger on it perfectly, but he can tell when he has encountered someone much like himself.

"Yes. Memories are linked so closely to the Dreamscape. Enough that they can be collected, and locked away. My own. Others."

When it is too much to carry, what choice does he have? Being half human has its' price. But he often feels like a coward for doing so.

"That's reassuring."

...

"Your own are sealed? I would assume you do not know how that came to be?"

There is a longing to help, but interfering with another's Dreamscape, especially someone like herself, will put him in great danger.

So information is needed, so he can hopefully help eventually.

"-- You're right, we're getting too far off topic for our wonderful day out. All of this, it can wait.

With that, he carefully lead her inside the store.

The red did again find its way to her cheeks. Why wouldn’t Sevren expect that? Was there something wrong about her? Nunnally knew this could be considered a very odd date, and that courting – even in the modern times – looked different. There was something about Sevren’s words that did not sound completely right to Nunnally, but she was not sure what that was. She could not entirely grasp (and understand) her own feelings as well.

“W-why wouldn’t you expect, Sevren…? Did I make something to make you think otherwise…?”

A pause and a bold – at least in her eyes – statement: –

“I care about you, Sevren. You are important to me. I want you to know that…even if you do not share these feelings…it is okay, if you don’t…don’t care about me too much…I mean we can just have fun…” – she smiled to him wanting to reassure him that no matter what he did think about her and their…hmmm…date, she was okay with it. She was not a material for a girlfriend, anyway.

“I don’t want…don’t want to lose you…”

Nunnally was glad when the conversation had turned into something lighter. Or only she thought so. Sevren’s words were so kind, but she could not entirely relate. She had no soul and her memories were different. Her own mixed with something she should not have. She should not know. Remember.

One soul existed even if the person died? This was new to her. That would explain some of the things she experienced in the various dreamscapes… But it still would not explain anything about her. She had no soul. And she could not die. Or at least that was what she was told, made to believe, experienced.

“About someone who has sealed their memories…?” – what should she be thinking…she did it to herself. That was done to her. What would she think about herself then?

“Who am I to judge…” – was her answer; a pause – “I would like to believe it would not matter to me. I would like to believe it would be simply about that person…” – a sigh – “Some of my memories are sealed, Sevren. I cannot access everything I’d like to see…even if I should be able to dive into myself.”

An abrupt shake of her head.

“But let’s not talk about it. Let’s enjoy the date. I will be the most perfect Lady for you and I am not going to worry about anything until it is finished. Come on, Sevren! Both of us need some joy!”

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Sevren hummed.

"Perhaps you are correct. Untold secrets could result in a failed experiment. Even a dangerous one. How could you resonate with me, without knowing that I am made up of two others."

He nodded to himself, considering what complications may occur from such hidden truth. He wouldn't put it past Ren to try something, but such will be more difficult now.

It's not like he can ever remove Ren. He needs to adapt, and work around him.

"That doesn't sound too reassuring."

"You'll have to show me around yours, as a guest. As for my own, it isn't even that safe for me. Sev is fine, but Ren can be dangerous, even to outsiders. I have to watch him, quite often."

And Sevren is certain Ren will take every option to escape, even trying to convince others to free him.

She laughs.

“it seems no matter how many times we try to get back on track we always end up on a whole other path. Maybe these are just the ones we need to experience first in order for our project to be a true success. After all, if it’s meant to be a piece of each of us and requires our cooperation to reach its full potential…it’s probably best for us to have these little moments.”

“That said…I can promise you I won’t be entering your dreams. Not unless you expressly permit me to. I don’t mind you poking around in mine, however.” Her hand reaches to point her index finger to her temple. “I’ve nothing to hide and nothing that should affect a being of time such as yourself. it should be safe enough in there. I can’t promise it’ll be any good for your mental health, though.”

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Even with his own amusement and disbelief, Sevren had enough conviction with what he was saying to sway the prince into actually trusting his theory. Or at the very least, accepting that Sevren believed in what he was saying.

Hibiya opened the door to the cafe he spoke of earlier, allowing the other to take a look over the menu hanging on the wall before distracting him again.

“So how did this weird use of herbalism get introduced to someone that’s training to be a butler? Why not focus on that as a career?”

At this point, Sevren wouldn't be surprised if Hibiya had simply written him off as insane, and was just going along with his ramblings... He's fine with the idea.

As long as he’s being listened to, which is what he always wanted from Hibiya. 

Sevren takes a moment to look over the menu, one standard for a café, but items he enjoyed. The most important being the pieces of cake they offered. 

“So you’re fine with getting coffee, and cake from here? It does look like a more fancy place. I bet the food is nice.”

Looking around, Sevren nodded. He could agree with this peaceful atmosphere

Hm?

"Oh, you don't think it's useful as a butler? Being able to brew a range of healthy drinks for you is an important task."

"Hardly weird. I could even make you my own brand of tea, if you'd like to try it later. Good for the soul.”

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“Suuuure, you can only fool me so much with what ya got goin’ for ya.” 

An obvious tease to his words, Jack chuckles at the sputtered response. How amusing, though, it seems it becomes short-lived the moment Sevren pokes back—aiming at the appearance and quality of his precious space. 

Jack held no hesitation to stick his own tongue out back at the other, more accompanied by a glare due to the topic at hand, “As if you speak for me. Watch your mouth before I kick ya out the door with no desserts.” Like that would provoke much, but it wasn’t below Jack to smack that across Sevren’s face if need be. 

Nor was it below Jack to accept any compliments after a so-called ‘injury’, treating it more as if those words instantly boosted his ego. Which wouldn’t be too far from the truth. 

“Glad ya noticed, really. Wouldn’t want you to think that I’m all bronze and no brains, that’d be funny—but that tactic would get boring after a few short runs.” 

Noting how Sevren complimented his room, Jack gives the other a cocked brow and a slight inquisitive frown… More so to put Sevren on edge by his reaction rather than to be genuinely upset by it. Sure, this is his personal room, one that he chooses to live and spend his time in whenever need be… yet, it would be unreasonable to think that someone wouldn’t find it off. 

After all, he’s seen other rooms, and they could never compare to his own. Unless… well, those reasons will be untouched. 

For now, he puts his attention elsewhere. 

“Oh, don’t mind them. Sure, you may have to get to know them personally—but they won’t bite. C’mon, I’ll lead ya to the kitchen.” 

With ease, Jack steps beside Sevren and, without another thought, places a hand on his waist and moves an arm to where it is placed around Jack’s shoulder. This is to prevent weight from being placed in areas that could potentially trigger pain to an injury. If Sevren protested, it will be ignored. 

Opening the door to his room, Jack leads Sevren though—allowing him to see further into the hide-out. It is messy, that is for sure. Empty liquor bottles, some cigarettes laid about on the floor and tables. And some furniture looked like they had been subject to anger management… thanks to the slashing and stuffing sticking from odds and ends.  

Once into the kitchen, Jack allows Sevren to be free—to lean against a counter or nearby chair, to open the fridge to showcase many types of snacks and drinks. Some were obvious leftovers from Jack’s main pick, Tom’s Burgers, as greasy labeled paper bags were stuffed in random places throughout the many choices. 

“We got, ugh…” Jack frowns as he recognized one of the choices immediately, “… Pizza…”  A look of disgust for a moment before it disappears as he became distracted with the other options, “We do have sweets I think ya might like! We got regular cupcakes, but I think we still have some ice-cream cupcakes that Lucas wanted to get a while ago, if ya wanna try that.” 

Sevren is quick to note Jack’s protectiveness of his space. That glare did say it all, not that it will stop him. The snake planned to use the information to tease Jack in the future—Though he’s quickly distracted from that train of thought by the harsh threat made.

“No… desserts…”

“How could you say such a thing? To someone wounded?!”

If the place being a little messy makes Jack happy… He’ll tolerate it for now. But the threat wasn't needed, and Sevren doesn’t plan to just leave it be. Once he’s feeling up for it, he’ll be sure to come and give the place a little tidy up, without asking permission.

... He wants desserts before that.

“All bronze and no brains? My friend, I have never seen you as that simple.”

“You provide much too much entertainment, and company. While I do not doubt your combat abilities; I don’t plan on testing them either.”

Even if tormenting jack is still on the cards.

His room. Sevren meant what he said; yes the location was strange, but it was well suited for Jack, he thought. He found the fact he was welcomed in here to rest, quite comforting. Like he was trusted.

Sevren's heart may be missing, but it was still warmed by it all. He noticed he was no longer tense, like he could relax here. A rare feeling away from his own home.

"Heh."

“I don’t expect they will bite me. By your words, I assume they will not mind a stranger inside their little secret base.”

One walking around in a blanket, and stealing their food, even.

But as Sevren thought more on the possible strangers lurking, he was soon tugged up. Once again, he’s taken back by the sudden action of concern. As he was about to voice protest, he stopped. Partly because he was still trying to understand the situation, and partly because he didn’t think it would stop Jack anyway.

And he’s certainly not physically strong enough to argue either. All he can do is take a blanket with him, for protection.

After that, the snake is too distraught at the state of the furnishings, and the mess left about. The scent of lingering alcohol, seemingly common. He doesn’t want to end up like that furniture, either, should he misbehave. He’s once again fighting the urge to clean this place up, and finding himself wondering about Jack's well being, while staying here.

At least he knows how he can return the favour later.

Forced into the kitchen, Sevren pouted as he leaned onto a counter, still wrapped in a blanket. He's quick to examine the location, to see what state it is also in.

"Not someone who enjoys pizza, hm?"

Sevren is neutral on it, and he's also swiftly distracted by the much better choice offered to him-- The snake's eyes lighting up with joy at the thought.

"Oh! I won't say no to cupcakes, especially ice-cream ones. Would you share with me? Eating alone isn't as enjoyable."