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[canariae]

Response to @iirvings from here.

The heart is a cavity filled with many things. Grief, joy, sorrow, rage... and misery that could spawn centuries. They were the biproducts of similar emotions. Strewn to the surface until it numbed. Until the burden became too great to bear. And sometimes, it felt like Martel’s own feelings could still fizzle at the surface of her mind.

And she often thought of them sometimes. 

“I don’t want to keep lying to you.”

When did she first start again? A white lie. An innocent one she could probably still remember if she thought hard enough. Something like an “I’m fine” back before the words were cemented in her throat.

“Can I tell you something? I once set off on a journey. One where I left without you. And you know what I thought back then, even when I lied to you?”

It was something she always felt deeply inside of her.

“I wanted to see your smiling face. Just one more time.”

Her eyes were heavy with some unbroken layer of moisture.

“I’m still learning... how to speak truthfully. How to live in a world where I don’t need to think -- everything will end. That I don’t need to see your pain and suffering as my last thoughts of you. But sometimes, I still get scared. What if I open my mouth and all the wrong words pour out of me? I never want to see you hurt, but sometimes... that’s all I ever felt that I did. I’m sorry.”

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Tag collecting for my personal use. Please do not mind me.

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cont. from here ;;;; @firesongtales​

              “ i have some apple gels with me, please hold on a moment. ”

one, and two. the small healing items were pressed into ratatosk’s hands surprisingly fast. maybe the wound wasn’t serious, but she did still collide into him. her angel senses may have mistaken her on how nearby he even was. 

             “ sorry for accidentally following you, and for tripping -- and falling onto you, but you were all on your own. and you looked upset. i couldn't just leave after seeing that.”

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            “ i lied, it’s actually fruit juice. ”

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monsterofamom

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              her angel senses could recognize a familiar face watching her work, even from a distance. colette turned and waved, a bright smile on her face and slightly reddened eyes from the onions. 

             “Anna! I’m making extra today. So you should take some home with you too, okay?”

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          a soft hum to a song half forgotten, stirring the pot until the caramelized onions faded into the stew she was preparing. 

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@lemagus | starter.

             “ it’s you again. those flowers you gave me... i pressed them! i didn’t know someone could use magic like that before. ”

colette looked up at him, cheeks red from the cold and face flushed. she may have ran a little to catch up to the mystery flower grower.

             “ i wanted to thank you. ”

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Pizza is not a listed recipe but I'm sure Genis can learn it pretty easy.

     “ right! i should ask him next time he’s here. even without stoves and things, genis always cooks the best food. maybe that’s why he did most of the cooking during our journeys? ”

or it was to keep the professor out of the kitchen.

     “ please come back again soon? maybe we could eat pizza together. ”

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"Angel~" Zelos' cheerfully excited call of her nickname was all the warning Colette got before he lifted her in a hug, spinning her around and squeezing her tightly. He gently placed her back on the ground and pressed a kiss to the top of her head. He was reluctant to release her from the hug, but he also wanted to see her face, so with one more tight squeeze, he stepped back half a pace. "Did you miss me?" he asked with a laugh.

Her heart fluttered, joy pouring out of her, as she giggled. It felt like relief. She leaned into him with his surprise embrace and still reeling over the greeting, a nod nudged her head in movement. 

“I did.”

From the freckles that dotted his face, to the way his face lights up when he smiles, Colette just wanted to keep staring back at him. This was embarrassing. A warmth was growing on her cheeks and she just stretched her own smile wider. She didn’t mean to cause him to worry. Not after everything they’ve been through together. 

“I’m sorry. Was everything okay while I was away? I think I heard from Sheena a little bit ago, but she didn’t tell me much.”

“Zelos? I –”

She tugged at a necklace chain around her throat, the weight hidden beneath her robes. Right there next to the birthday pendant was a tiny ring. 

“I’m home now.”