#legatumx

[vraelgard]

Hello, on prior reserve here is Cloud Strife of Final Fantasy VII! His app is under /app

the city is open to you, cloud strife. welcome to terra.

you will be housed in sybella apartments S7, where you will find a cardboard cosplay axe--hey, what the hell is this?! this isn’t the right weapon at all! it doesn’t even have materia slots!

you have been granted andromeda’s spell momentary glimpse to use at your discretion. which, if i know anything about final fantasy characters, will probably come in handy.

♠ rook

[msamune]

@legatumx​ (x)

THERE  was  nothing  here  that  Sephiroth  could  readily  understand.  Though  a  certain  level  of  understanding  begets  awareness  Sephiroth  floundered  about  in  the  dark  here,    P O W E R L E S S.  All  had  been  taken  from  him  and  he  couldn’t  feel  a  thing.  His  worst  and  best  traits  had  evolved  from  the  presence  of  power  within  him  and  now....

NOW....

HE  was  wandering.  Aimless.  Unsure  how  to  mend  the  lack  of  purpose.  A man stripped  of  all  that  he  could  do.  He  longed  for  some  direction.

WHAT  he  found  instead  was  CLOUD.  He  would  have  to  do.  Sephiroth’s  approach  was  therefore  measured  as  he  walked  (walked,  after  so  long  capable  of  F L I G H T)  and  he  placed  a  hand  on  Cloud’s  shoulder,  leaning  in  to  whisper:  “It’s  been  too  long.”

[ichibukuro]

@legatumx​

     ‘ I can’t say that being able to just unlock this thing with my bare hands is my best party trick, but at least I can say that I know how to pick a lock now! ‘ 

     ‘ It’s still kinda lame compared to all these people who have these cool abilities, though. Have you SEEN some of the stuff people have? I saw a guy shoot ICE out of his hands just a few days ago!  ‘

[falsifus]

Despite there being a warning not to wander the city at night upon arrival, Oz dismisses it thoughtlessly -- partially due to the fact that he hadn’t been paying much attention at the time anyway, but also because a dare like that surely exists so that people will break it; there’s just something off about it. It’s an interesting bit of information, and something about it snags his attention. There are no set reasons as to why it’s apparently “unsafe.” Instead, it’s all left vague and unexplained, almost like the words a parent might use to scare a wayward child into sticking to a curfew. A while ago and under different circumstances, he might’ve brushed it off as something similar.

Now, the sky above is slowly beginning to shift into night, bright oranges and pinks bleeding away into black. There’s a telltale chill in the air that’s becoming more apparent as the last streaks of sunlight disappear, but Oz doesn’t pay it any mind. There’s a casual bounce to his step. He’s curious -- what’s nightfall hiding? (Plus, he’s wandered far enough into the city to become a little turned around, anyhow. Navigating back to his apartment isn’t going to be that easy.)

❝ Hey, mister~! ❞ he calls to a nearby stranger, an easygoing smile on his face. He doesn’t sound concerned or worried in the slightest, and his voice rings with deliberate cheer and an innocent sort of inquisitiveness. ❝ Everyone says it isn’t safe to stay out late -- do you think that’s true? ❞

Hey @legatumx​​, what’re the chances this is dangerous? (starter call.)

[vraelgard]

hi it's me, anna, the clown. i'd like to reserve martin blackwood from the magnus archives if that's a-okay! my ooc is @keehlsmihael on twitter

hi it’s clown hours here and this is absolutely a-okay you’re so valid anna oh my gosh. 

martin blackwood is reserved for you until june 3rd!

✵ sylthfarn