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[naesala]

Naesala, of course, was not threatened. Not even the slightest even if the woman brandished a weapon. A blade was no match for his talons anyways-- arrows however were much more fickle to deal with but she did not look like any archer to him.

He creased his brows together, slightly embarrassed at being caught and read so easily by someone who wasn't even a heron. "Realm? It'd be wise of you to explain yourself." The way she was saying it made it seem like jumping around past, present and future was something that existed. But then again, he did take part in the battle against a god and they were the winners so anything was possible at this point.

Retreating hands back to her sides, Amelia rested her posture- she stood in a more normal and relaxed, showing off the demeanor of no threats to him. Gods, he was cranky. But somehow, she wasn’t surprised. Wandered off few steps away from the crow, the woman’s gaze changed to the horizon.

"You seem… out of it just now," She replied nonchalantly with a shrug on shoulders, "The look in your eyes were that of a lost sheep from its flock— quite fidgety, so I might as well check. Are you finding yourself unacquainted to this place, this Realm?"

"Are you… uncomfortable of this timeline?"

[naesala]

Was gunna draw him in some shitty like dmmd clothes but then nope, he wanted to be naked.

[naesala]

"Tournament, you say? What's the location? I might just have to check it out for myself. Perhaps cheer you on or something." More like steal the prize from right under their noses. They won't know what hit them. Some habits never die.

"Well, if you really must know…” He swung his blade flat against his shoulder. “…It’s merely for training purposes. I’m attending a tournament not too long from now. Which does happen to be quite far away.”

[naesala]

Just when he actually felt a glimmer of relief at a familiar face among these parts, the idiot just had to open his mouth. "How nice to know that the great hero misses a common crow." he responded, words laced with spite and sarcasm. "What brings the thick headed oaf all this way?"

naesala started following you

"…Great. The King of Kilvas makes his unexpected visit again, eh?" The lack of enthusiasm in his voice showed how unpleasant this was to him. "…Can’t really say I’ve been glad to see you. Then again, I suppose I really don’t care."

[naesala]

[naesala]

Long Time Gone Sentence Memes

"I thought you were dead."

"So what’ve you been doing since you left?"

"Did you even think about calling?"

"But I went to your funeral!"

"What happened to you?"

"I’ve thought about you every day since."

"So I left, what’s the big deal?"

"I tried to call you."

"Did you ever get that postcard I sent?"

"Have you told anyone?"

"So you disappear off the face of the earth and then you come back and just expect to pick up exactly where we left off?"

"I came back for you."

"Did it ever occur to you that I might’ve moved on?"

"Well maybe I don’t want to see you again."

"I thought I’d never see you again."

"I left you a billion voicemails."

"Don’t ever do that again."

[naesala]

Anime yourself!

[naesala]

It was not that he did not see or hear her since a bird's senses are completely beyond the capacity of ordinary humans but yet here he was, still slightly startled by her.

He eyed her hand and squirmed away from the uncomfortable feeling, brushing his shoulder off as if she had gotten filth on it. A rude gesture, he is most aware of. "Not particularly. Why do you ask?

Blue optics fixated on the man with wings, she aimed at his view, his eyes. His silence indicated something to Amelia. How strange, he seemed… awkward himself in this town. Perhaps, it wasn’t something he’s familiar with?

"Naesala," Speaking up with a gentle tone, the tactician placed a hand on his shoulder, "Is something the matter?"

[naesala]

It's apparent that he's far from home but exactly how far? He can not answer that himself nor is aware of truly how far from home he is but he is much too stubborn to ask. Perhaps he can sneak around and overhear a conversation but life never truly was that easy for him.

[naesala]

Hey new followers. If you ever want to plot or just harass Naesala then all ya gotta do is send me a message. I don't bite. It's just hard for me to greet people since I have like 8 or so other blogs with hundreds of followers and stuff but I really wanna get to know you all and actually get this bird brain out and about. He's been locked up for too long so yeah!

Sorry for rambling I kinda do that BUT YEAH-- just send me a message whenever you want and I'll get to it when I can.

[naesala]

hello! my name is shin and im the mun for this blog. this is obviously a new blog so i would appreciate it if somebody could steer me in the right direction and reblog this post so i can follow everyone who does.

[naesala]

I DID IT! FUCK YEAH! I figured out the coding I needed for the transparent image and to add it to the list so I can easily and quickly change it without retrieving a static html code.

Huhuhuuuuuu I feel smart okay. This is one step on the road tO TAKING OVER THE WORLD-- I mean...uhh...I don't know what I mean actually;;;;

[naesala]

I didn't get to sleep much because it's too damn hot. This is why I hate the summer. I feel sick half the time and I can't really sleep.

[naesala]

Dammit I used to be able to draw him so well. I realized I hate drawing wings and feathers now. FUCK THAT SHIT

[naesala]

"I wonder what birds taste like, hm?"

"I wonder what a cat sounds like when you peck their eyes out."

[naesala]

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☻ : Mood headcanon

If anyone was to look at him, they would not be aware of the turmoil in his head and heart that he deals with on a daily basis unless they are a heron or heron branded or more specifically a mind reader. Naesala does a very good job at hiding his true emotions when around others but there is an occasional time when he accidentally lets that slip but he usually notices and is quick to cover it back up and think of a witty excuse for it. It is a natural habit that he built up when he was king of Kilvas and also before when he was a child as to not worry Nealuchi or perhaps get a harsh scolding.

To make a long story short. Naesala is an excellent liar and he always has a suave and cocky attitude to anyone he is not comfortable with which would happen to be most beorc and laguz alike. If one knew more about his thought patterns and behaviors, they would most likely diagnose him with depression.

[naesala]

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☮ : Bedroom/house/living quarters headcanon

Mostly in his line of work; since he works for the Empress of Begnion and all, he tends to reside in a fairly ordinary beorc/human house not in the city per say since that tends to cramp his style but relatively close so he could easily get to the Empress for any jobs or missions he would receive since after the events of Radiant Dawn, he has become a diplomat to atone for his sins and perhaps make life easier between beorc and laguz.

His house is big enough for one person to sleep, cook and eat in. It's not used for much else since Naesala is usually out on the job and flying around to all sorts of places and he is perfectly comfortable sleeping outdoors. All the seats in his home have no backs for obvious reasons and he does in fact have a small collection of rare books he's either been given or that he's pilfered since he still does tend to have the problem of having sticky fingers and can't seem to keep his attention off of shiny and rare items. He has a locked chest in his bedroom under the floor boards for anything that he does not put on a shelf or something that would gather too much attention sitting out in the open like that.