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you aren’t acting like yourself.

Angst starters || Accepting! || @strclitzia

      Maybe he should have expected her to be the first one to notice the changes.

      He hadn’t necessarily made any changes to himself by his own will, and instead had found small things beginning to stand out. Blaine had befriended Strelitzia for selfish reasons, and at first, he hadn’t even realized what his true objective was in becoming her friend. She was friendly, a rather bright person, and yet there was something inside of him that wanted to SNUFF out her light. Something that wanted to destroy the happiness that she so easily carried with herself day by day.

      “I’m…. not?”

      Blaine doesn’t believe it at first– confusion is the prominent expression on his face as he stares at her, lips parted in surprise. Was he acting differently? Wait– what had they been doing just moments before? He blinks at her a few times, unsure of how to respond but instead opts for a gentle sigh and the slight adjustment of his hat. What was he just thinking about? She had just been talking to him about the two of them doing something fun but…

            ….had he really forgotten what had just happened seconds before?

      “I’m–  I’m sorry, Strelitzia.” He frowns. “I haven’t been getting as much sleep lately. Been kind of restless for some reason… I must have zoned out.” Looking at her now, he pushes his hat back a bit to see her clearer. She’s just as concerned with him, but that light she seems to emit just makes him cringe internally.

      “I’ll make it up to you, I promise.” Blaine smiles warmly at her, but he’s not sure how he can make it up to her–

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“Leave! Me! Alone!”

Sentence Starters. || Not Accepting. || @strelitziaiisms

         Was he seeing things? Surely he was seeing a ghost right now, walking around with her Chirithy as if nothing had happened. Blaine knew what he had done; His actions were almost like a fond memory. He would never forget the moment he struck her down and stole the book from her hand, prying it from her and leaving her to die alongside her Dream Eater in the empty warehouse. He even recalled turning around to spot a single heart drifting into the air, and he remembered feeling satisfaction at a job well done.

        But this. This was not a job well done.

        This left open ends– too many questions and no answers that he could think of.

        All he had done was ask her what her name was and if she needed help, but she recoiled and told him to leave her alone. The darkness should have obscured his face enough that she didn’t realize it was him that had struck her down, but maybe she was recalling something she shouldn’t have.

“Sorry, I only wanted to help. You looked lost.”

Y̵̢̛̮̬̯͙͇̲̅̀̋̈́̏̎̐̇͊͠Ŏ̷̢͕̻͕͕̯̮͖̠̞̝̤Ư̷̢̖͈̬͚̘̗͎̙̮͇͚̭͗̃͒̓̒̈́̋̀̊͐̎̽͜͠ ̷̡̡̢̫̬͍̞̥̪͉̻̹́̀͌ͅL̸̢̡̡̛̛͇̭͎͎͓̥̟̥̓̔̍͐̄̀̓̃̎̇̚̕O̴̧̢̦̗̜͈̦̦͓̬̰̺̊̆̌̊̌́̒͌́̂͊̈́ͅÒ̶̳̘̜̦͕̼͒̊̍̂̐͝Ķ̵̼̘̞̗̭̪̤̖̞͙̣̋̍͋̐̈͜ ̷̡̜̗̏̓̀̍̋̿̄̊̓̀͊L̸̢͚̫͈͕͕͚͍̞̭̥̑͑͐͘͜Ỉ̵̡̯̯͕͐͛͊̕̚K̷͕̯̗͂͂͋̓̿̎̿͂̆̊̀̓͐̚͘Ę̶̡̮̦̜̦̯͙̹͓̜̝͑̽͊͐̓̈́͛͗̔̐͂́́̍͘ ̵͇̖͇̾̽̎̏͛͋̾̂͊̉͂̚͠͠͝ͅY̵̢̧̹̱̫̯̹͙͇͎̠̹͔̼͐̑̈̆͑̚O̸̭̫͂Ų̷̓͆͐͂̒͒̎͒̍́͊̕͝ ̵̧̡̨̪͕̠̪͎̰̤̜̞̅̌͆͑̍͑̃̏͋̔̎̓͝Ş̴̧̛̠̟̩͚̦̞̈́̆͌̽͊̽͑̍H̵͉̔́͐̆͂̀̐̀́̒̿̏͛̿͝O̴̢͇͓̙͓͈͉̘̪̘̟͊͛̉͑̓̋́̈̌͗͘͜Ų̴̣͎̖͆̉̀̈́̃̋̃͑̃͐̈̌̊͝L̶̝̠̲͇̟̘͎̘͕̭̰̝̥͎̋̀́͑̊͌̐̿̍̇͠Ḋ̸̡̢̢̰̫̞̰̜͚͔̂̍̅̀͋̾͜͠Ṉ̷̙͍͈̻͂̄̓̇̉̓̐’̶̧̨̠͖͍̭̲̠̖̠̝̝̹̭̓̀̇͗͑̈́͋̅̽T̷̘̰̙̖̻̲̄͛̔ ̵̧͍̥͓̥̠̖̯̝̮͘B̴̨̧̲̺̱̺͙̬͙̹̳͇̗̍͛̐͋͜E̵͙̟͕͍͛ ̷̨̛̺̳̫̜͓̟̻͔̆̈̿H̸̨̺̩̣͇̹̩̞͌̇͌́̊̄̽̽̚Ę̷̢̧̹̭̠̬̱̰̝͎͈̗̯̼̽̈̐͠Ŕ̶̗͔̟͎̏̑Ȩ̷̹͙̦̭̗̟̳̊̐̄▬

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"You need to get some rest."

Angst? Angst. || Accepting! || @slowbladed

        It was true, he really should go get some rest, but would he comply? Probably not. The book was far more important than rest, especially if the contents of the book were true. Everything seemed to line up almost perfectly, threatening the demise of the Dandelions and their world as they knew it. Darkness was eminent; Lurking around the corner and looming right in front of them.

        This just couldn’t happen. He couldn’t allow them to fall to darkness when they had already escaped the Keyblade War as it was.

        “I can rest later.” He grunts, leaning over the Book of Prophecies as he pinched the bridge of his nose in thought. How could they get past their fate when everything that had happened was written perfectly in the book? A sigh leaves his mouth as his hand drops to the desk and his attention shifts to Lauriam standing beside him.

        “Honestly, it would be hard for me to sleep after everything I’ve read today.” A pause, as he glances him up and down from underneath the brim of his hat. “Besides, shouldn’t you be asleep? Why are you up so late?”

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Silio exhales loudly, the only sound she can really make. She grabs him by the arm and physically starts dragging him away from the desk. Bed time!!!

      Blaine is suddenly being torn away from the desk and from the book, which of course makes him panic as he tries to grab onto the book to take it with him, but he isn’t fast enough to catch it. When he turns to realize that Silio is dragging him to bed, he sighs in return and gives her a small, almost playful pout.

       “Whoa– C’mon, Sil– you can’t let me read the book a little bit longer? I swear I’ll go to bed after I finish the next page.” He’s lying of course, but that’s beside the point!

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Blaine "Fuck me up" Brain

“Call me that again and I’m gonna dunk you into the fountain.”

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Bofa

         Blaine releases a very loud, almost agitated sigh. Part of him wants to humor Lauriam this time but he also has no idea what the other is talking about. 

         “Alright. You got me there. What is Bofa?”

@slowbladed

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"you should have told me sooner."

Angst starters || Accepting! || @corvulpes

         Blaine stares at the smaller Foreteller before him, eyes somewhat narrowed out of confusion. How could he have told Ava that he was losing sleep over restless thoughts? Normally he would have rather reported to Invi about his issues, but something about Foreteller Ava was incredibly inviting– almost innocently so– that he felt it was perfectly acceptable to speak with her about his issues. But, how else could he word them without drawing a spotlight on top of him?

        How else could he explain that he was having questionable thoughts that made his mind wander and his attention drift? How could he explain to her that he was unable to collect Lux for his own union when she was not his union leader?

        “I’m sorry. I wanted to tell Master Invi but I was afraid she would be angry at me for… well, slacking off.” He frowns, a hand rubbing at the back of his neck as he seated himself onto the edge of the fountain.

        “But I’m not slacking off– I’m really not. I can’t focus when I’m out there, and I’d rather not put any of my team-mates in jeopardy if something happens to me out there.”         Looking at Master Ava, he seems to search her face for any sort of answer that she could offer without verbally telling him. His call for help appears genuine, it feels as if he was being completely truthful, but there’s a part of him that laughs at the concept of asking for help.

                Why ask for help? The masters can’t help you. Only you can help you.                                                         The only thing they’re good for is their information.

        “Do you have any advice for me? Is there any way I can fix this before Master Invi finds out? I don’t want to disappoint her.”

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‘please don’t lie to me.’

Angst starters || Accepting! || @lightlyguiding

      “Lie to you?”

      Blaine is careful to repeat her own words, this time finding it rather curious that she had chosen such a phrasing, even including such mannerisms that likely wouldn’t have helped her. Surely she wasn’t referring to the fact that he had changed since initially becoming a keyblade wielder, right? He hadn’t expected his own union leader to keep such a close eye on them, so he figured that if he had changed any bit during his time in the Anguis union, it would go unnoticed.

      At least, that’s what he thought would happen. 

      He glances at her from underneath the brim of his hat, giving her a slight arch of his eyebrow as lips would purse together in thought. “I wouldn’t lie to you, Master Invi.” He admits, sliding a hand into the pocket of his jeans. 

       “I mean… lying to you wouldn’t be a smart idea in the first place.” A sigh now, as he tilts his head to the side and adjusts his hat so it isn’t covering as much of his face. He hadn’t talked to anyone about how he was losing sleep and becoming thirsty for knowledge beyond his fingertips, so to have his union leader spot the changes was incredibly surprising. 

      “I don’t know, i just... haven’t been feeling right I guess.” A brief pause, as he smiles faintly, almost looking embarrassed. “...maybe I might feel better if you told me something from the book.” It’s a long shot, but it doesn’t hurt to try.

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Hey Blaine I have ligma

“This is the best you can come up with? Seriously Laur I’ve seen better crap on popsicle sticks.”

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“”

Sentence Starters. || Not Accepting. || @dearlybelovedhearts

       Blaiune could only emit a low chuckle in response to Silio’s words written across the screen of her tablet. Of course, getting involved with her when she was so close to the Foretellers was indeed a risky move, but Blaine was assured that the payoff would be quite rewarding. She was innocent enough that she wouldn’t have suspected him of any foul play, and he could be quite convincing when he needed to be.

       So of course, naturally, he would turn the charm on just for her.

        “And if I was? Is...” He pauses, making an almost sheepish expression as he pushes away from the brick wall he had been leaning against. “...that a bad thing? Do you hate it?” Oh he’s trying to play it up so well, so nicely, just to try and reel her in just a little bit.        One day he’d seal the deal for sure, but for now, a little teasing wouldn’t hurt.

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teddy bear... face.... :)

“….Shhh, we must never speak of that time. Those are dark times.”

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“Why are you awake?”

Sentence Starters. || Accepting! || @lightlyguiding

        Night after night he had laid awake in his bed, staring at the ceiling of his room. The information was so close, and yet completely unobtainable. His Chirithy had become worried about him, even as they comforted him and helped him sleep, but those tactics had only worked the first few times.         Usually he had stayed in his room and attempted to distract his restless mind, but tonight he just couldn’t sit still. Walking through Daybreak Town at night was a calming experience, but to spot Master Invi standing before him on the path, he broke out a small smile.

        Maybe his own Union leader could help him.

       “Master Invi– I–” He pauses, a sheepish smile forming on his lips as a hand lifted to rub at the back of his head, and then calmly adjust his hat. “I couldn’t sleep. My mind was racing, so I figured I’d take a walk.” Another brief pause of silence as he drops his hand from his hat. “Would you…. like to join me?”

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“Why are you awake right now?”

Sentence Starters. || Accepting! || @heartsguide

      Everyone should have been asleep considering it was already night-time, so as he was wandering around Daybreak Town he really hadn’t expected anyone else to be out and about. When he heard the voice from behind him, he stopped and turned around, spotting the other standing a few feet behind him and looking particularly weary herself. Had she just woken up? He narrows his eyes at her, wondering if he remembered her name at all.

      What was it–

      “I couldn’t sleep.” That’s a lie– he was actually just leaving the tower after hours of reading through the books that were left to them from the previous world, but he wouldn’t state that. Not when they had agreed to not talk about the past.

       “Are you not able to sleep?”

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“I’m worried about you.”

Sentence Starters. || Accepting! || @corvulpes

        Ah, the smallest Foreteller, Ava. Had she noticed something off about him? Surely that wasn’t the case– it was probably because he wasn’t hanging around with other Keyblade Wielders and was instead sitting quietly on the edge of a fountain reading a book. His participation with other Keyblade Wielders to collect Lux had already been lacking, although he really hadn’t expected to run into any of the Foretellers out in the town. 

        He was under the impression that they very rarely left their tower.

        “Master Ava– there’s nothing to worry about, I promise.” He smiles kindly to her, attempting to deceive her into thinking that nothing was wrong with him– that there wasn’t dark thoughts lingering in his head. Or the dark desire to obtain what the Foretellers had. 

         “I just haven’t felt well is all.”

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“” (In sign or written because its... FROM SILIO!)

Sentence Starters. || Accepting! || @dearlybelovedhearts

       Blaine wasn’t too surprised to gain a tap on his shoulder as he was leaning over the book he had been intensely focused on– although he would have preferred no distraction at that moment. Once he looked over his shoulder and saw Silio standing there, he blinked and arched an eyebrow at her, only to watch as her fingers and hands moved gracefully to sign out a comment about him being grumpy. This, of course, only makes Blaine chuckle weakly, but smile none-the-less.

       “Sorry, sorry– did I seem grumpy? I think I was just focusing really hard on the book.”

        A chuckle as he closes the book cover and turns toward her, adjusting the brim of his hat very slightly. “Being grumpy isn’t lame though, what if I had a valid reason to be grumpy?” He laughs again.

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“Nobody’s seen you in days.”

Sentence Starters. || Accepting! || @ursaced

     It was true, he hadn’t been on any Lux collecting missions as of late; But he honestly hadn’t considered drawing the attention of any of the Foretellers. Especially Master Aced. He had honestly expected Invi to be the one to question him about his lack of participation, but had she decided to send out Aced after him instead? He just felt particularly unmotivated to collect Lux when he would have rather obtain information more than anything.

     He wanted those damn books they had–

     “Yeah, sorry. I was sick and didn’t want to run the risk of passing out if I encountered the heartless.” He frowns a little, shoving his hands into the pockets of his jeans. “I didn’t want to be a burden on everyone else.”

      A viable excuse, sure, but whether or not Foreteller Aced actually believed him was another thing. But… he could be fairly convincing when he wanted to.