nanakithewarrior

[nanakithewarrior]

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[nanakithewarrior]

"No, Aileth. Not like that." Red shook his head calmly, with the tone of a patient parent. "The cage might keep you fed, and a roof over your head. But that isn't real safety, when you lose your freedom in turn."

It was a horrifying realization that the girl may never have known anything better than a life under Hojo's 'care'. He wondered about her past, about her home... if she even had any outside of ShinRa.

"... What of your parents?" He asked after a minute's hesitation. His tail shifted a bit closer to her, to help her stay warm. "Do you have any family? Someone else, outside of ShinRa?"

Despite the conditioning, the discipline, doing everything she was able to, to cement an indifferent mask over her face- protect herself from the humans in the lab; there was no way he could miss the cues and expressions no matter how restrained or muted. Draconic eyes snapping to him when the metallic roar suddenly thundered in range; startled by the train and the shear volume of the noises the machine made. Tensing, poised, ready… but he didn’t appear stressed. A few breaths, the experiment slowly relaxed to a similar level of his steadiness; noises not getting closer, they just continued. Eventually peering over the door frame, through the back seat of the truck, she couldn’t locate the machine itself; only the direction it was coming from. Lights and trash and fences between them and the fading roar.

He’d started speaking again, everything softer sounding in the train’s absence. Spotting a pile of fabric, she pulls it from the back seat to look at. The dark material was dry and fairly clean, yet it wasn’t comfort on her mind. She was pale, too pale and the light lab coverings weren’t much darker than her sun starved skin. Standing out too much compared to the surroundings had been a bother and made a easy target.

It seemed like a garment, finding an opening and what could be called sleeves- “People…h-elped?” Pausing inspecting the material, peeking around the side she was holding up; a muted clash of surprise and doubt gazed into amber. Confused, but there wasn’t any trick, no untruth. It wasn’t him though, people had always proven to be hostile.

Continuing to listen, silver head popping out the top somewhat clumsily; there were very few times she had to dress herself. Small sigh escaped leaning against the truck once more. So worn down, this test seemed to be very long- not equipped or given any instruction, which was unusual, not to mention this strange massive Lab. She hadn’t noticed before but finally being out of the weather, his steady little flame, and being covered… this was warm, much warmer.

He used many words she didn’t understand sinking sensation of him potentially heading into danger, it felt like how it did finding his cell gone but, “…safe?...” that she had to think about. This spot seemed to be safe for now. Yet there was only one place that she was generally left alone- received less corrections if someone entered without His clearance. “…in containment.” It was a hollow answer, attempting to survive here and stumbling across a former experiment had been the most positive she could remember aside from being left completely alone or falling back into the nothing.

[nanakithewarrior]

Random Dark Markiplier starters

“I remember now why I abandoned you" 

"This looks just as stupid as it was before" 

"Oh the memories are flooding back into me. The horrors of which my past has hunted me" 

"There comes a time in everybody’s life when they must sacrifice for the greater good. " 

"I won’t break you unless you deserve to be broken”. 

“As long as we think the most peaceful things in the world, we will be okay." 

"If you listen closely enough you can hear the anger neurons firing my brain." 

"Pain is only a temporary measure." 

"Suffering is all you will get in this universe.”

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"Hm, I see." The inflection hadn't escaped his notice. Even Nanaki could feel the fur at the back stand straight at the mere word. There was only one person in that lab who could earn that degree of resentment. "Can't say I blame you. I've been of the same mind the whole time in there."

He paused when he heard the approaching train. For a little while, the silence between them was a cacophony of rumbles and whistling. The railroad was nearby, a monstrosity of metal and cement descending like a drill into the bowels of the city beneath the plate. Nanaki kept his gaze on her, reassuring and patient.

"I don't know how you got out, but I am glad I did. I don't think there will be a better time for a while... ShinRa is tightening its security after the President's murder." He said when all was calm again. "I was helped by... a group of people, but we got separated. I've tried to find them again, but chances are they're long gone. They're going after someone. Someone dangerous."

And that very group of people he might almost consider as friends had been framed for it, by the sound of it. Nanaki kept that detail for himself for now. He didn't know just how much Aileth knew.

Shaking his head, he spoke again. "As for me, I'm ready to go home. But what about you? Do you have... somewhere safe to go?"

Lights flashed low over the wreck; the bright white eventually replaced with dull red specks. The roar of the water replacing her heartbeat, though deafening it didn’t feel… as all-consuming. Minuscule shifting suddenly so loud in their little shelter, yet… none of it was sharp; the quiet rumble of his voice was…warm just like his flame.

She always had a need to be distrustful of humans, it was deeply ingrained and proven with every encounter; there wasn’t the same here. This place being the emptiest area she’s seen and the largest; this mucky dump, that the experiment couldn’t even recognize as being anything other than more laboratory.

Simply staring for a moment at his question, so many things again going through her mind- less words more feelings; pausing for a little longer than what others would consider comfortable. Letting her guard down wasn’t so much a conscious thought, however, she was already being defiant- there would already be corrections, but he was different and that ache of remembering the other containment being missing…

“n-no…” quiet and shaky, unpracticed; “takes the words away i-if… He knows” venom accidentally dripping off the pronoun.

[nanakithewarrior]

STALK MY MIND, I DARE YOU.

♥ - Name something that makes you happy?

♬ - Put your iPod on shuffle and name the first 10 songs to come up.

✐ - What was the last book you read and what did you think of it?

★ - Are you an extrovert or an introvert?

✘ - A pairing in a fandom that everyone else seems to love that you dislike?

☺ - If you could pick one OTP, which one would you pick?

☠ - The last imaginary thing that made you cry (eg. in a TV show, movie, book)

♪ - What is the most embarrassing song/album on your iPod?

♛ - Favorite fictional character?

♢ - Your current relationship status?

✔ - Your favorite fandom?

☚ - The funniest conversation you can remember having?

☼ - Spring, Summer, Autumn or Winter?

✽ - What is your opinion of the last person you text?

♤ - Your first celebrity crush?

☯ - The last thing someone did for you that made you really happy?

[nanakithewarrior]

Red had heard it too. Huddled down, yet with all four feet steady on the ground and ready to jump, he kept a stern frown pointed on nothing and listened closely.

Eventually, the engine rumbled past them. Now the rain was again the only thing he could hear. His ears relaxed a little.

"That was a smart move. I don't think they've noticed." He said, shifting to tuck one paw under himself and lie down properly. The embers of his tail cast a faint warm light between the two of them. Red took a better look at the girl through his amber eye. He wondered if she was cold, lacking fur like his own on her skin.

"I think I've never heard you speak, either, now that I think back on it." He muttered, tilting his head a little. "Is that by choice?"

Good? A smile…meant good…that… made sense… in a way. It was a more positive moment; the accidental discovery of essentially a lab-mate not resulting in a fight. Diminishing the draining feel of cold water. Unable to see the expression she was left to trace her lips lightly puzzling it out; was this the same, like Him? Face always pulled and twisting, glasses glinting. It didn’t matter what was happening, His face meant pain. Perhaps… this wasn’t a… maybe it did mean 'threat' too. Her only exposure to humans, to people had been, up to this point, selected personnel- none of which were gentle.

Shaking her head couldn’t remember smiling either and hadn’t figured out the test or experiment that was being done.

Mako tainted eyes staring, slightly off to the side; taking in every word, keeping aware of every movement but not intending to provoke. Unaware of the unintentional oppressive aura that had had him on edge; this infantile predator, lost, wary, abused- there was so much she didn’t know, understand.

Shrinking slightly, ‘seen’, that was right, if they were seen the white coats might make them fight. She didn’t want to, to kill him; they’d make her… but there hadn’t been any orders and self-defence was the only action taken so far and that hadn’t resulted in any kind of punishment… yet…

Stiffly, carefully crawling under the higher side; attempting to give as much room as possible. Why? she didn’t know, couldn’t even pick apart the feelings. Excited scared happy none made sense.

Despite vastly different biology the two shared a unique trait; inhuman eyes able to see far better in the dismal night than most. Barely settled out of the elements, the experiment suddenly went stone still; distant glow of a working vehicles lights steadily approached. A tight clenching in her chest froze her breath- hesitating, considering, hovering on the edge of bolting.

Crouched towards the storm, turning back- draconic eyes landed on the hunched beast, locking with his own for a moment. What would happen. What would happen if she stayed. If she ran. Into the dark and cold and rain. Leave him behind, under trash, exposed. Engaged the approaching vehicle- pain and fire and blood…

Each thought occurring at once, every scenario and consequence… but only one felt the loudest; the biggest… scary… a want.

Lunging out of the shelter, pale hands grabbing at a twisted heap of parts; she pulled, wooden pallet scraping against concrete and muck. Slowly brightening, headlights still too far to catch the movement; the entire mess hiding their location, hardly looking out of place with the abandoned truck.

Finally settling down, arms wrapping around curled knees; willing to melt and disappear, not be found.

Head tilted lightly against the crumpled truck panel with a tired sigh; without the constant rain it was easier to tell, her headache was a bit bigger than she thought. That draw to somewhere else still murmuring in the background on top of it all. She ignored it, ignored it all- just for a minute.

But

Freedom, was the name of this wet lab? She didn’t understand this test or this weird lab. Wet, wet was definitely…unpleasant and it kept falling from a ceiling too high to see. This lab might be her least favorite for that part alone. Maybe if they can’t be found, they can stay… it was an illogical…want

Would absolutely lead to terrible corrections… but avoiding security was probably already an offense…

She continued to sit curled to her side, mostly unfocused as they waited for the lights to come and go.

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[nanakithewarrior]

Anonymously or not, embarrass my muse by leaving a pet toy for them.

[nanakithewarrior]

Reblog if your character doesn't have a father to celebrate Father's Day~

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↖️Achievement: Black Light

🏆This Muse glows in the dark

[nanakithewarrior]

Red's muscles tensed all over as soon as Kadaj's voice broke the silence, catching the immediate attention of their predator. A gurgling shriek rattled through the vents, carrying the scent of putrid flesh in the air that pushed out.

"It's coming!" No time for him to get angry at the other for revealing their presence. The ceiling was violently shaking under heavy strikes now, and by the sound of it, it would not hold.

Red thought Kadaj had to be out of his mind to want to fight something that thirsty for blood. He wasn't going to sign up for a suicide like that!

"Hurry!" He called, slithering quickly right past the silver-haired's legs and towards the next room at full gallop. Whatever was about to come down was upstairs, therefore, the stairs going up would be the wrong choice.

... Only, there was no option to go 'down'. They were as low as low could go, or this area would not allow it anyway.

The red-maned beast paced frantically on one side, then the other, looking for anything else. A passage through the wall, an elevator shaft... anything. Perhaps he should hide...

No, that would be what his father would do. He valued his own life, but he was not going to cower. Not again!

"Shit..." He grumbled, ears tilted back. There was a slam of claws on metal, then a shriek. As Red spun around, a red-maned, monkey-faced monster landed heavily before them, baring sharp teeth in threat. Red's fur stood straight on his back, returning a snarl of his own in kind.

No choices left to make. It was do or die now.

Red wasn't alone in his concern for what they could both feel, coming their way from a level above. Kadaj wasn't a fool, wasn't immune...but, he wasn't allowed to give in. He wasn't allowed to whimper and hide. So, weapon still gripped in hand, he sighed.

"Do you plan to sit here as a treat for what's ahead? It'll hunt you down easy at this rate." he challenged, and he looked back at the red beast behind him. He'd noted the faint tremble of his voice, different from the husk he'd talked with thus far. He could clearly see the fear and dread.

"I will fight this thing with you, but if you're only going to drag me down, you might as well go an hide.... There IS no way out, but to fight. That's the fucked up reality. So what'll it be? Or would you like to try talking it into submission?" he snarked.

He didn't wait for a response, though. He started heading for the nearest door, that would either lead to another chamber, an open area with stairs to another level, or a new horror they're not expecting. Either way, his senses were on high alert.

[nanakithewarrior]

STEVEN UNIVERSE SENTENCE STARTERS

I can’t believe you did this. I’m gonna save these forever! Right after I eat this one. 

Ah, it’s fading! How do I make it come back?! 

Yeah, and try not to poop yourself either. 

Look at the size of it! I had no idea these things were so big! 

We saw. Some of us are trying to protect humanity! Where were you? 

I’m just sayin’! Even if she did leave it with him, he probably broke it, or lost it, or dropped it in the ocean somehow. 

You know, before I ran the car wash, when I was a one-man band, I traveled the whole country. 

S'okay, buddy. If every pork chop were perfect, we wouldn’t have hotdogs! 

You can carry it in your hamburger. 

I wanted all of us to have breakfast together. So I made together breakfast, but everyone keeps leaving. 

I didn’t want this! I just wanted to eat together like, like best buds! 

That’s… enough! I… don’t care if you… are the most important meal of the day! 

I made you to bring us together… not to tear us apart! 

No. Have you seen my pants? 

I wish there was a way for this costume to do its job without me in it! 

This seahorse used to make me so happy. Now it’s just giving me whiplash 

I feel like there’s just no point to it, y-y'know what I mean? 

I’m paid in the smiles across the town’s faces. 

Well, of course I can! I’m perfect! 

Wait! I wanna help solve the mystery! 

Nope. No, no, no, no, you two are a disaster waiting to happen. 

But this could be the teacups all over again! 

WAAAAIT!!! Ah!! Wait, you guys! What if this is just like the teacups? That’s why we’re getting so lost… That’s why I’m feeling so sick! All the rooms are spinning us around so we end up here! 

How could you possibly think punching a blood polyp was a good idea?! Look at all the gunk you got on me! 

Humans find such fascinating ways to waste their time. 

W-well, which one of these buttons is my turn signal? 

Vroom vroom, kill the road! 

I certainly hope that’s not the attitude you have during battle. 

That’s perfect because I don’t want go with grammatically incorrect people anyway. 

I just can’t believe you guys are like a bazillion years old! How do you find a cake big enough for all that many candles? 

Which way to the baby war? 

EAT TREAD, DIRTBAGS! 

You have to feel like yourself! Sweet and considerate and only occasionally obnoxious! 

You want to get a fresh pizza right out of the oven, but you don’t want to seem too desperate, right? Well, there’s no need to be ashamed. Just walk right in and ask. That’s what I always do.

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"... That's called a smile." He said, noticing her surprise. "If you were of my kind, that would be a threat. But it's a good thing for a human. It means you're feeling good."

No mind reading of any sort. Body language was the mother tongue of the animal kingdom, one Nanaki had learned to read and translate even before he'd been taught how to speak. Most creatures struggled to understand humans and their mannerisms or gestures, but those raised among people eventually learned too.

"I don't think I've ever seen you do it before. Freedom is nice, isn't it?" He asked, but as he did so, he took note of her drenched state. Feeling guilty, he scooted back under his shelter to make room. "... You shouldn't stand under the rain like that. Someone could see you. We can share."

She stayed composed, if unsure what she had caused when he jumped. Stepping back slightly to allow more space for him, there was little that gave off the appearance of being hostile… yet she had noticed it was common for things to run or attack. No weapons and the thin material that passed as clothes, were meant for in the lab; the experiment not equipped for the weather, or outside. Small shivers for the time were more from exhaustion than the cold. Afterall, there was a warm and unfamiliar feeling of satisfaction when the sodden red fur disappeared into the dark and shelter underneath the metal lean-to.

Keen eyes followed his every move but made sure to keep the widened distance; brows twisting minutely with concern, spotting the small flame protectively held to his belly. Her normally so careful blank mask had been slipping more and more. Not being controlled or corrected, being left to experience life: want, need… a personality, weren’t being repressed.

Same desire of small hands to touch, despite the dangerous lack of knowledge of… literally anything yet… resisted reaching out.

She had never been around the other experiments; before the empty chamber was abruptly removed, he was the first kept where she could see. Unless it was during testing… which was the worst time to show interest; not just because of being observed but because only one of them got to exit. As well… curiosity was an undesired trait…

Pulled from thoughts about the others tail by the sudden voice, she felt that warmth again; nodding, the enthusiasm turned to confusion. Pale fingers touching lightly at the involuntary uptilt of her lips, not understanding; consciously trying to hide the unknown expression- even though it was so small.

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Send “💒” for our muses to wake up married after a long night of partying.

[nanakithewarrior]

Nothing at all... The answer Red XIII should have expected, knowing it to be true. So why did it feel so bitter and disheartening to receive it?

It was the confirmation of the horrible true he'd hoped to never receive, perhaps. A cruel wake-up call that forced him to stare straight into the eyes of something rotten and ugly, a reality he wished would not exist.

He was here, and dealing with this place for real. This was not a nightmare he'd wake up from, to find himself in the safe warmth of a familiar home.

Cosmo Canyon was probably so very far away... And down here, he couldn't even gaze at the stars to try and find a direction to follow.

"I'm not going back in that-!" His voice stammered, choked by a canine yelp surging from his throat in startle when everything around them violently shook, and a powerful slamming noise came from above.

Red's body had spun around, his tail tucked between his legs while he kept his nose pointed up at the ceiling. He held his breath in his chest, not even daring to take a sniff of the air. He did not need to. Something large and hungry had landed right on the floor above their heads. Its rattling breath could be heard hissing through the vents in the ceiling.

It was hunting. And they were prey.

He was trying to summon the answer, the words. His defense was right there; to be the greatest SOLDIER was about being a hero...! But what was a ShinRa Hero? It was a warrior or defeated all enemies. It was a force of strength, a defender, a weapon... A weapon. Oh, what did it matter?!

He was just about to bite back at the damned beast again, teeth gritted as he faced him, when he went on. And something in the others' words seem to overwhelm every thought and feeling, because no matter how he scrambled, he couldn't find the absolute answers to stand against the red beasts' reasoning. He didn't WANT to find answers, because the questions...brought to light all his worst fears. And the fact that there were no ready answers did not bode well, in Kadaj's mind.

If you were to die today, what would everyone even remember about you? -- Nothing. He was only ever a shadow, a shade of some one else. The man with the most exposure to him wouldn't value his 'data', the memory of him enough to keep it. Despite all Kadaj fought to do and say and accomplish, to stand apart, he did not feel he'd succeeded.

Does anyone even know who Kadaj is, as a person? -- Hojo knew him. He was the only one. He knew him as a specimen, as his....son, as something to push and see results from. As a person? Not even Kadaj know himself that way, he found himself being forced to realize.

Just a footnote at the bottom of a report...

He wouldn't even have that, if he continued on like this.

His eyes were burning, and he turned his glare more focused on Red, gripping his weapon, fuming. He wanted to attack him. He wanted to leave him behind. He wanted to shut him up so he'd never have to hear the heavily logic that choked him with truth more and more every time they spoke. He gripped the hilt of his dual blade harder and harder, until the sound of it straining finally brought him out of his head.

And yet he was left in a limbo. The fire to prove himself, the fire to make himself worthy in the eyes of Professor Hojo, the fire to make his life worth something, felt as if it were choking...or as if it had been misplaced. It wasn't put out, but it wasn't burning in his core to keep him warm, at least not at the moment.

He turned ahead then. "...Come on already. Or else we'll never find a way out." he remarked, and then started walking. He wasn't trying to force him to use any power, not at the moment. He wasn't sure what to do with himself at all, overwhelmed and mentally overstimulated, second guessing many things and trying to strangle those questions. But if nothing else, he could continue on, hunt their exit down, and fight whatever monsters get in their way.

At least that much, he should be worth enough to manage.

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