#「 𝑉𝑒𝑟𝑠𝑒* :: ‘ i’ll miss it once this road trip’s over with ‘ MAIN 」

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-ˏˋ[◉"]   ‣ 𝑆𝑇𝐴𝑅𝑇𝐸𝑅 𝐶𝐴𝐿𝐿 @teararrow

                    ❝  Let  me  guess--    ❞    With  hands  raised,  index  fingers  and  thumbs  forming  a  square  in  midair,  one  eye  squinting  slightly.        ❝  You  went  wiiiiith  ---  Strawberry?!  A  decent  choice  for  a  day  like  today  --      ❞    Positive,  lively,  and  certainly  welcoming.          ❝  But  it's  kinda  basic.        ❞  He  smirked,  nonchalantly  rolling  his  shoulders.  Though  nobody  asked,  Prompto  propped  one  elbow  on  the  counter  of  the  diner,  turning  his  body  sideways  to  face  her.          ❝  You  wanna  know  my  recommendation?    ❞  

An  averted  glance  outside  the  window  --  his  friends  still  filling  up  on  gas  --  attention  back  to  her.          ❝        Banana,  toffee  and  caramel.        ❞          Brightly  beaming,          ❝  And  that  is  exactly  what  I'm  about  to  order  --        ❞        Announcing  to  the  waitress          ❝        Two  of  your  finest,  sweetest  milkshakes  to  go!      ❞          Placing  the  Gil  on  the  counter,  he  continued.          ❝  So...  You  uh...  Often        (      a  head  tilt,  curious      )      visit  diners  for  milkshakes  or?      (      Fidgeting,  shifting  weight  from  one  foot  to  the  other      )    just  out  for  a  treat?        ❞

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‘ 𝑡𝑒𝑎𝑐ℎ 𝑚𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑚𝑜𝑣𝑒. ’ / 𝑎𝑒𝑟𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑏𝑒𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑡𝑜 𝑘𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑠𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑏𝑢𝑡𝑡. 🤧 @hopeflower 

Suddenly his head snapped around, Quicksilver still clutched in his hand, he stared at it -- then at her. She was paying attention? ❝ Oh, well you know -- it's kinda like --   ❞ On the spot, exuberant, tense, and eager to impress. In an effort to remember his exact position before bursting into action, he raised his weapon once more. A pretty lady would usually make him more than happy to share his talents. Prompto, however, forgot everything when he felt her eyes on him.

This was his first time thinking about the 'move'. Combined with Noctis, most of their moves just came naturally. Nothing had yet been able to outsmart them - but that is due in part to one particular strategist shouting direct commands should any issues arise.

❝ Y'know what ?? -- It's getting kinda late, we should.. head back --   ❞ A soft, albeit slightly awkward laugh before he released his firearm back into the Armiger. ❝ Last one to reach camp has to wash Gladio's socks --!!   ❞ The conversation abruptly changed. The sharpshooter was teasing his companion and his well-worn leather boots were already taking off with a flying start. In spite of his ability to talk himself out of the situation this time, he made a personal silent reminder to schedule some one-on-one training with Aerith at a more convenient time.

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                  ↳          ❝  i never thought I’d see you again. ❞   @topmechaniic​​​

                      "  Ha  ,  real  funny  !    "    groans  the  blond,  slumping  his  shoulders.    "    Your  old  man  has  us  runnin'  riot  for  these  itty  bitty  pieces....    "    His  tone  edges  with  frustration,  giving  way  to  a  sigh  as  he  glanced  over  at  his  friends  taking  respite  by  the  rented  trailer.      "    Say  ...  uh,  you  free  for  the  night?    "    Head  inclined  slightly  higher,  looking  past  her  to  see  the  garage  almost  empty.    "  You  could...  join  me  and  the  guys  for  a  bite  to  eat?    "    Casual  enough  and  living  in  the  hope  that  she  wouldn't  suspect  anything.  Thumbs  finding  support  in  belt  loops,  shifting  weight  from  one  leg  to  the  other  --  perhaps  now  looking  a  bit  try  hard  --  doing  his  best  to  'play  it  cool.'

                              ↳ 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻

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     I love you

              —- I love you too It was the first time those words were exchanged amongst late-night worshipping. But, in caring nature, they caressed one another, giving themselves over entirely to a cause neither could fight against anymore. As friends, comrades, or  lovers, Prompto had always been  Noctis'. Embraced by azure pools, his soul was pierced by the royal pair gazing up at him. Sharing a kiss, catching their breath and huffed laughter. This … This felt right. Prompto was content with all that would come,  irrespective  of what would occur tomorrow.

“  𝑦𝑜𝑢 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑚𝑦 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 ℎ𝑎𝑛𝑑𝑠. 𝑏𝑒 𝑔𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑙𝑒 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑖𝑡. ”    [◉"]  @inscmnus​  ；

   "  Yeah? … Ain't ever planning on hurting you, letting you down…  "   perhaps a slight twitch of his lips curl into a smirk. Then, with a laugh, he said,   "  Not really my style.  "   Their relationship was beautiful and intimate in every way, but in the next breath, they returned to their  ' usual selves.' . Nothing had changed in their relationship; only the love between them  increased.

 ↳            SOFTER PROMPTS

[battleshot]

                                                                    Excitement,  nerves,  pride  --  being  one  of  the  three  to  escort  the  royal  to  his  lady,  the  sharpshooter  was  practically  bursting  at  the  seams.  It  would  be  a  road  trip  filled  with  thrills,  photos,  and  memories,  but  for  now,  he  would  stifle  his  anxiety  about  being  alongside  the  advisor  and  shield  --  both  of  whom    possessed  titles  and  royal  reputations,  but  he  did  not  --  aside  from  being  a  member  of  the  Crownsguard.      (    for  which  he  should  give  himself  more  credit    )

𝑁𝑦𝑥 𝑖𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒, 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑡. "𝐽𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑐, ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑡." 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑐ℎ𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑙𝑒𝑠, 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑡𝑜 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠. "𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑖𝑛 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑐𝑒, 𝑦'ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟?"      @sunlilted​ + Nyx

A  familiar  voice  called  to  him  as  he  threw  his  bag  into  the  trunk  of  the  regalia.    "    Huh-?    "    Tugged  by  trusted  hands,  his  body  naturally  fell  into  place.  As  sunlight  broke  through  the  citadel,  a  beaming  smile  shone  from  fair-freckled  features,  hands  rest  peacefully  on  uniformed  shoulders,  and  his  torso  willing  to  embrace  Nyx  without  protest.  Prompto's  happiness  seeps  through  the  kisses  he  gave  him,  stealing  a  second  and  a  third  just  to  be  sure.

Eventually  parting  and  throwing  him  a  wink  and  a  haphazard  wave,  he  promised      "    I'll  be  back  before  y'  know  it!  "    Oh  yeah,  he  had  it,  baaaaad.

                    Fluorescent  lights  extend  beyond  Lestallum  but  evade  the  reach  of  azureous  optics.  A  new  day  of  darkness  has  passed,  but  how  many  more  would  they  endure?  Despite  everyone's  efforts,  nobody  had  an  answer.  There  was  only  one  thing  they  knew:  the  True  King  would  return  to  restore  the  light  ...    one  day.

The  return  of  Nyx  allowed  Prompto  to  remain  alight.  However,  he  would  still  have  moments  that  haunted  his  past  --  who  he  really  was  --  but  the  soft  reassurance  of  the  glaive,  the  hand  holding,  the  soft  whispers  at  night,  entwining  limbs  would  keep  him  from  thinking  about  anything  else    except  them.  This  was  what  kept  that  sunshine  personality  alive.

𝑁𝑦𝑥 𝑖𝑠 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑡𝑜 𝑝𝑢𝑙𝑙 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑡𝑜 𝑎𝑠𝑖𝑑𝑒, 𝑓𝑖𝑛𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑙𝑜𝑜𝑝𝑒𝑑 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑏𝑒𝑙𝑡. "𝐽𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑎 𝑠𝑒𝑐, ℎ𝑜𝑡𝑠ℎ𝑜𝑡." 𝑡ℎ𝑒 ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑜 𝑐ℎ𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑙𝑒𝑠, 𝑑𝑟𝑎𝑤𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑃𝑟𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑡𝑜 𝑖𝑛𝑡𝑜 𝑎 𝑞𝑢𝑖𝑐𝑘 𝑘𝑖𝑠𝑠. "𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑏𝑎𝑐𝑘 𝑖𝑛 𝑜𝑛𝑒 𝑝𝑖𝑒𝑐𝑒, 𝑦'ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟?"      @sunlilted​ + Nyx

Although  the  action  made  him  laugh  and  caught  him  off  guard,  he  turned  his  head  just  in  time  to  capture  Nyx's  lips  while  standing  with  his  back  against  Nyx's  chest.  A  part  of  him  felt  a  strange  deja  vu,  maybe  a  part  of  him  felt  a      sadness  he  could  not  explain,  but  he  looked  up  at  the  taller  male  as  he  answered.    "    Yeah...  (  Curling  his  lips  with  mild  concern    )    yeah,  don't  worry,  I'll  be  fiiine    "    A  shrug,  brushing  it  aside;  something  that  didn't  wane  with  age  was  his  anxiety.  A  barely-there  whisper  passed  between  them  as  they  shared  another  slow  kiss.    "    I  love  you.  "   

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       𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚂𝙴𝙻𝙴𝙲𝚃 : 𝙷𝙾𝙿𝙴 @kveljast​​

                                   𝘊𝘏𝘈𝘗𝘛𝘌𝘙 𝘚𝘌𝘓𝘌𝘊𝘛 : 3 : 𝘓𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘶𝘮

                                            "    Hey  buddy,  you  doin'  okay  there?    "      asks  the  blonde  as  he  observes  the  young  man  who  was  attentively  surveying  the  surroundings.  His  approach  was  one  of,  'I'm  not  a  weirdo-promise',  and  he  was  almost  gentle  in  his  method.  He  had  been  watching  the  younger  one  for  some  time  as  Ignis  scoured  the  markets  in  the  heat  of  midday.  Prompto  noticed  how  the  small  details  were  misaligned  and  could  sense  that  something  was  wrong.   

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      ❝    Okay  !....    Alright  ....    I   think    ...    think  ...  we're  good  here....  everyone's  out...  Ignis  said  he  had  everything  covered  to  the  west  ....      ❞      Anxious,  he  shuffled  his  weight  from  one  foot  to  the  other,    incapable  of  standing  still.    His  lips  twitched  with  worry  as  his  fingerless-gloved  digits  strained  into  a  fist,    loosened,    then  swung  at  his  side  –  occasionally  passing  through  his  hair.  

❛  𝑦𝑜𝑢  𝑐𝑎𝑛’𝑡  𝑠𝑎𝑣𝑒  𝑒𝑣𝑒𝑟����𝑜𝑛𝑒.  ❜    -  @rosafulmen​​

          ❝    Huh?    --    ❞        It  took  a  few  seconds  for  the  sharpshooter  to  grasp  her  meaning.          ❝    What  d'you    mean    we  can't  --      ❞        the  blond  lunged  towards  her,  palms  facing  outwards,  his  frustration  evident,  dramatic  hand  gestures    imminent.  

          ❝    We  have  to    try    --  there's  innocent  lives  at  stake    here!    They    didn't    ask    for  any  of  this!  Sure,  I  don't  wanna  die  either,  but  this  isn't  just  about  me  ...  or  you  ...  we  can't  just    stand    here--      ❞        He  shook  his  head  frantically,  his  voice  clearly  amplifying  his  distress.  

          ❝    I    have    to  go  back  --      ❞        he  declares  with  worn  leather  boots  beginning  their  journey  back  to  the  place  of  attack,  prior  to  escorting  the  civilians  to  safety.  

𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒐𝒑𝒔𝒚.

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 incoming message  

                                          ↳ @stingslikeabee​

“Okay, so here is the list… These first two prizes should be your priority, okay? They never have a lot on stock, just when the festival starts,” Lilian explained in a hushed whisper, circling the key items with her pen and then giving Prompto the note. As a Lestallum business owner, she would have her hands full with customers during the busiest season of the year: the Assassin’s Festival.

But Prompto (and Noctis) could help her get the prizes she wanted for her sisters this time – and the gunslinger might just have an edge on most tourists with his sharp aim (or so Noctis had told her when proposing that plan). After all, Ignis was not exactly happy with the idea of runway royalty out and about in a city about to get infested with imperials, but perhaps… With the right distractions… The royal retainer could press pause on his duties for a moment.

“I’ll keep Ignis in here with some of my mom’s recipes while you guys go out to enjoy the festival. Just don’t forget – I won’t be able to stall him forever,” Lilian flashed Prompto a smile, “I feel he’s too smart not to see we’re tricking him at some point.”

It's  just  a  few  items,  how  hard  could  it  be?

Upon  lifting  the  note,  azureous  hues  scan  the  circled  items.  Brief  glimpses  of  his  tongue  could  be  seen  as  it  poked  out  in  the  corner,  while  the  paper  and  his  head  tilted  at  the  same  time.  Is  this  even  possible  to  acquire?

In  spite  of  the  fact  that  she  spoke  so  fast,  seemed  so  hopeful  --  cheerful,  to  mention  easy  on  the  eyes  --  when  was  Prompto  going  to  say    no    to  a  damsel  in  distress?  Accepting  the  job  may  have  been  a  matter  of  his  eyes  instead  of  his  brain.

He  nods  and  places  it  in  his  pocket.  Despite  only  having  a  vague  idea  of  where  to  begin,  he  smiles  confidently  at  the  woman.  Arms  folded  under  his  chest,  a  cocked  hip,  a  smug  expression  on  his  face.    "    We'll  have  this  back  in  no  time!    "    proclaims  the  sharpshooter,    "    C'mon  Noct,  before  Iggy  realises  you're  missing,  'less  you  wanna  risk  eating  greens  tonight,  I  say  we  uh,  head  out  --    "    The  gunslinger  nearly  turned  away  when,

                  "      Can  I  get  your  number?    "    He  said  forwardly,  but  he  had  good  reason.    "    --  'case  we  uh,  struggle  or  ...    "    A  timid  smile,  followed  by  a  scratch  to  the  nape  of  his  neck.  Smooth,  Prom

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𝐅𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐭  --   

                                                 ↳    @sicsemper​ [ for v ,,,,,, suffer (((((: ]

Nero. That was the name of the young hunter who guided them north. 

                  A man with markings ... I wonder if ---

While word of mouth was that 'V' was not far from where they stood, at least the car offered the breeze of the wind. This meant that there was a   fifty  percent  chance   of less complaining from the blond and royal about ' dying in this heat'.

                                   A glance to his wrist in brief thought, was it possible? 

With the exception of occasional grumbles and moans from the younger members of the party, they spoke infrequently, Their current objective: gathering intelligence on the nearby ruins. The group's first inspection had been initiated by Gladio waltzing right in, much to the anxiety of Prompto, who was   renowned   for being uncomfortable in dark and cramped spaces. To his relief, Gladio was halted at the entrance. A sigh of relief and an     "    I knew you were my best friend for a reason   !!  "     For fear of being crushed by a collapsing mine, the Prince suggested they ask a nearby hunter.

    "     Hey,   that  must be   him !  "   the blonde exclaims upon seeing a man covered in ink at a short distance from them.

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It was no secret that Noctis knew Prompto better than anyone else, sometimes better than he knew  himself -- When he stayed silent and let his thoughts dictate his actions, Noctis pulled him out of that abyss of self-pity. And unfortunately, this was another such occasion.

“  𝑖 𝑑𝑜𝑛’𝑡 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑔𝑟𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑔𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑢𝑟𝑒𝑠 𝑜𝑟 𝑑𝑒𝑐𝑙𝑎𝑟𝑎𝑡𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑠 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒. 𝑖 𝑗𝑢𝑠𝑡 𝑛𝑒𝑒𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢. 𝑎𝑙𝑙 𝑜𝑓 𝑦𝑜𝑢. ”      [◉"]  @inscmnus​  ；

  "  Yeah, yeah… I know, Noct….  "   Nevertheless, he needed to hear it. Gently, a gloved hand reached out to squeeze Noct's, and with a small smile,   "  Thanks.  "  A gentle kiss brushed against his cheek—a brief pause.

  "  C'mon, let's… go join the others; I'm so hungry I could eat a  whole behemoth!  "  Slightly avoiding the subject. Prompto knew Noctis wouldn't let him off so easily, but for now, in any case.

 ↳            SOFTER PROMPTS

[battleshot]

Send Me a Symbol to look into my Muses Memories!

      @sicsemper​​​    sent     ↳    Send me “⊛” for a memory of a place they love

( Thought internally !! )

Oh man, the smell of the open fire never gets old! Breathin' in nature, exhaling the exhaustion from the day...

S'real quiet tonight though, everyone's just ... vibing ... doing their thing. Noct, looks .... a little more worried than usual, but he seems distracted by somethin' on his pho -- OH! There's a new Kings Knight update, right, right -- Crap, I better check I've installed that ... 

 Gladio's... reading... ?? wonder if those books actually make him smarter! ha!! I hope he didn't hear me think th--

                                  ----------- Is... anyone going to tell Ignis that if he polishes the cutlery any longer, it'll start to disintegrate?? Looks like he's... actually enjoying himself though, nothing better than a job well done, or .. something ...

Y'know, don't think I'll ever tire of this view, the stars look so real out here -- I mean, of course I know they're real, but in the city, you don't get to appreciate the true beauty of nature. 

What I wouldn't give t' just hit a pause button on this.... sounds kinda dumb, but moments like this? They're just kinda perfect... 

[battleshot]

❝ hey  ,  ❞  aranea is leaning on a wall  ,  arms folded  &  one foot propped up  ,  against the flat surface behind her.  her voice is low  ,  obviously not trying to attract any attention.  ❝  you got some free time  ?  you wanna take a ride just you 'n me  ?  ❞  @ithirial​

  "   W-Woah -- Hey !! Can't y' at least give a guy some notice before scaring him half to death !?  "    Before her arrival, Prompto had been ruminating on the day as he thumbed through his Lokton. After a moment, he regained a breath and his eyes flickered to settle on her face.

   "  Just ... Me and you?  "    His statement was a reiteration of the obvious.    "  I mean, y-yeah, sure? Don't see why not!  "    He shrugs, trying to look casual about spending some time alone with the Commodore. 

[battleshot]

𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚂𝙴𝙻𝙴𝙲𝚃 : @oracula​​

                            𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝚂𝙴𝙻𝙴𝙲𝚃  :  𝙄𝙓: 𝘼𝙇𝙏𝙄𝙎𝙎𝙄𝘼

Trying  to  avoid  eye  contact,  a  frown  tugged  at  dusty-rose  tiers,  a  furrowed  brow.        ❝      I  just  ...  hope    it's    enough  ..        ❞    Nails  that  sink  into  forearms,  numb  from  anxiety  --    evidently    seeping  into  his  core.  

[battleshot]

a goodbye kiss from @lunabrae

𝙏𝙃𝙀  𝙋𝘼𝙇𝙈  𝙊𝙁  𝙃𝙄𝙎  𝙃𝘼𝙉𝘿    grasps  the  back  of  her  head  in  security  and  reassurance.        ❝    H-Hey,    C'mere    ❞  ,  fingerless  gloved  digits  embrace  the  beauty  of  golden  blonde.  Prompto  closed  his  eyes  for  a  moment  and  kissed  her  forehead.  Perhaps  he  selfishly    desired    that  moment  in  order  to  embrace  the  impact  that  would  eventually  arrive.  

        ❝    S'gonna  be  alright,  Noct'll    work  it  out    --  he  knows  what  he's  gotta  do,  but  I..    gotta  go    and  be  his  sidekick,  you  know  how  it  works  with    superheroes..    ❞      A  huff  of  laughter,  once  again  masking  the  emotion,  aiding  the  situation.        ❝      This  isn't  goodbye...    ❞    optics  stare  into  azureous  beauty  blessed  unto  him,  being  brave,  daring  to  hope  for  them  both  --  or  was  it  just  naive  optimism?  

        ❝    I'll  be  back  --    a-as  soon    as  I  can  --      ❞

[battleshot]

𝘼𝙯𝙪𝙧𝙚𝙤𝙪𝙨  𝙤𝙥𝙩𝙞𝙘𝙨  𝙜𝙖𝙯𝙚  𝙪𝙣𝙩𝙤  𝙩𝙝𝙚  𝙘𝙤𝙗𝙗𝙡𝙚𝙙  𝙘𝙞𝙩𝙮  𝙨𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙚𝙩𝙨,      the  sun  beams    mockingly,    citizens  gathering  in      fear  and  concern      for  that  which  will  become  of  their    beloved  city.    Prompto  was  merely  a  pawn  in  the  game.  Still,  if  he  could  make      any      difference...    (    would  it    make    a  difference  ??    )

Just  beyond  the  window  he  dissociates  from,  a  small  patch  of  flowers,  a  yellow  hue,  but  too  far  off  that  Prompto  couldn't    distinctively    label  them.  Swaying  this  way  and  that,  carefree,  petals  caressed  by  gentle  breeze.  Oh,      what  a  gift  that  must  be.      To  be      free.

𝑨  𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕  𝒐𝒇  𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚.

    They    deserved  that;    he    deserved  that.  They      survived.      Was  that  enough?  Was  it    fair    that  they  were  to  live  when  many  others  had    perished?  

He  could  not  have  predicted  how  long  the  Oracle  had  been  witness  to  his  sighs  and  exhales.  Stance  mostly  relaxed,  hands  in  pockets,  elbows  bent  slightly.  Every  few  minutes  would  he  shift,  unable  to  stay  still  for  long;  he  was    far    too    anxious.  

            Though  something  made  him  look  over  his  shoulder,  lips  dividing  and  shifting  to  address  her  once  he  acknowledged  her  presence.        ❝      ---  Lunafreya!    I    uh...    Sorry  --    didn't  see  you  standing  there  ....      ❞      A  posture  of  respect,  appropriate  for  royalty,  this  to  be  their  first  encounter  that  wasn't  amidst  the  masses.  

It  was  as  if  she  could  see  the  inner  sketchings  of  his  mind,  scribbled  on  notebooks  that  were      scrapped    and    discarded,      never  to  be  considered  again.  

  ❛    𝑤𝑒  𝑎𝑙𝑙  𝑑𝑖𝑒  𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑒.    ❜        @ereipiia    / @moonichor  +    luna

  An  unnerving  noise.    Momentarily  paralysed  in      shock.      And  as  he  tries  to  minimize  the  appearance  of  rudeness,  his  lips  meet  in  a  thin  line.  Briefly  looking  outside,  once  again,  he  lightly  bites  the  inside  of  his  cheek.  No  doubt      he  knew      what  she  was  stating  was  true.  

      ❝  ...  Suppose  none  of  us  want  our  deaths  to  be  in  vain,  though...      ❞

   &.  𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭  𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭  𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞  𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬.