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Unwilling Martyr
"War doesn't discriminate; it takes and it takes."
Canon Divergent Haurchefant from FFXIV. Please read rules before following.
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Hmm. Perhaps there was no word for it. And perhaps there never would be. After all, why would there be a name for something as cursed as they were? Ishgard wanted to forget things like that. Yet when it came down to the comment of his home, he merely gave a soft sigh, almost as if he was too tired to really make an effort to smile.
Perhaps he truly bad been broken.
"To expect such would be foolish of me. You've your own reasons for doing things and I shan't judge. 'Tis simply who you are. But on the other hand, I believe you've nothing to fear of me."
Silence. Then a glance to the edge over The Foundation, seeing something else that the former Dragoon could not.
"...I feel as if such is no longer mine home. And I may leave quite soon."
wyrmbloodedknight:
Baiting tactics. How predictable from the former Azure Dragoon. And while there was indignance on his face, there would also be a small tinge of hurt, the knight simply tucking his hands under his arms and looking down. A habit, really. But it was so familiar. Being called as something he had not asked for. Especially in younger days.
“Bastard, bastard! You’ll never get anywhere! How does it feel? Dirty, little bastard.~”
Silence. And then he would speak, his own tone oddly quiet.
“…Then perhaps we needs must find a term for those who were forced into the consumption of blood, yes? I did not choose this path, Estinien. It was afflicted to me in the very manner of a curse. I’ve no intentions of harming anyone with this. I am still loyal to Ishgard and her peoples, but mayhap I am no longer of use…”
He shook his head at that, looking Estinien in the eye, not bothering to put on his happy facade for once. There was no point any more and he was tired.
“As for why I am not dead? Even I do not know. The Fury works in mysterious ways.”
That would do. He may be a cold man, but Estinien was not truly heartless. And where once he would have been content to let matters lay at that, seeing no cause to soothe ruffled scales so to speak, a great many things had changed. Perhaps the great wyrm was right. He was getting soft…
“If there is a word for us, I do not yet know it,” he replied, allowing the iron control he kept over the dragon within to slip only a fraction, just enough to bring a glimmer of the beast to his features.
“Nor do I know our place in this Ishgard, but I will not bar you from your home. I also will not apologize. You must know that I had to be certain. It is my duty to ensure this peace remains safe from those who would see it shattered. None may remain above suspicion. No matter how honorable I may personally believe them to be.”
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The Chronicles of Riddick Sentence Starters
❛ If we are to survive, a new balance must be found. ❜
❛ In normal times, evil would be fought by good. But in times like these, well, it should be fought by another kind of evil. ❜
❛ He just ghosted two guys, and I never even saw him. ❜
❛ A four man crew for me? Fucking insulting. ❜
❛ What’s the bounty on my head? ❜
❛ They say most of your brain shuts down in cryosleep. All but the primitive side. The animal side. ❜
❛ I told one man where I might go. I showed trust to one man. Did I make a mistake? ❜
❛ Whatever was said was meant to give us a chance, a fighting chance. ❜
❛ So now who do I have to kill to get this payday off my head? ❜
❛ You said it’s all circling the drain, the whole universe. Had to end sometime. ❜
❛ Maybe you should pretend like you’re talking to someone educated in the penal system. In fact, don’t pretend. ❜
❛ Will you wait one minute to save worlds? ❜
❛ Not my fight. ❜
❛ You’re not afraid of the dark, are you? ❜
❛ Are you gonna stop the new monsters now? ❜
❛ Defiant to the end. ❜
❛ I’m sure God has his tricks, but getting out of places no one else can, that’s one of mine. ❜
❛ Never fails to inspire, does it? Each time a dynasty falls. ❜
❛ Remember your place. ❜
❛ My place is by your side, dear husband. ❜
❛ We all began as something else. ❜
❛ Then I’ll take your soul. ❜
❛ I bow to no man. ❜
❛ The more you resist them, the greater the damage will be. ❜
❛ Find him. Whatever it takes. Find him! ❜
❛ Nice little double-max prison. They keep a cell open for me, just in case I drop in. ❜
❛ Don’t know about this new crew of yours. They seem a bit skittish. ❜
❛ Why is it that when anyone breaths about the demise of him on the throne, everyone assumes a conspiracy? ❜
❛ His death will come in due time and not a moment sooner. ❜
❛ You have such greatness in you. If only you could see it like I do. ❜
❛ Do you know you grind your teeth at night? Sexy. ❜
❛ There are inmates, and there are convicts. ❜
❛ I’m just passing through. ❜
❛ Should I go for the sweet spot? Left of the spine, fourth lumbar down, the abdominal aorta. What a gusher. ❜
❛ If you’re here to test my loyalty, you succeed only in testing my patience. ❜
❛ Calculate the odds of you getting off this planet alive, and now cut them in half. ❜
❛ We’re here for the rest of our unnatural lives. ❜
❛ Whatever you do, don’t make eye contact. ❜
❛ It’s an animal thing. ❜
❛ I’d take my wounded and go, while you still can. ❜
❛ I’ll kill you with my teacup. ❜
❛ Death by teacup. Damn. Why didn’t I think of that? ❜
❛ Who the hell are you?
❛ I shoulda taken the money. ❜
❛ There’s gonna be one speed – mine. ❜
❛ If you can’t keep up, don’t step up. You’ll just die. ❜
❛ What was that? You don’t care if you live or die? ❜
❛ Remember what I said about not caring if I lived or died? You knew I was kidding, right? ❜
❛ Shit! I hate not being the bad guys. ❜
❛ This is a day of days. ❜
❛ All mysteries are not miracles. ❜
❛ If he has fear, he has weakness. ❜
❛ Are you with me, ___? ❜
❛ Been a long time since I’ve seen my own blood. ❜
❛ You are not the one to bring me down. ❜
❛ I was always with you. ❜
❛ You keep what you kill. ❜
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Touch my muse. Be descriptive or simple, tender or violent, fond or hateful - anything goes.
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Baiting tactics. How predictable from the former Azure Dragoon. And while there was indignance on his face, there would also be a small tinge of hurt, the knight simply tucking his arms under his arms and looking down. A habit, really. But it was so familiar. Being called as something he had not asked for. Especially in younger days.
"Bastard, bastard! You'll never get anywhere! How does it feel? Dirty, little bastard.~"
Silence. And then he would speak, his own tone oddly quiet.
"...Then perhaps we needs must find a term for those who were forced into the consumption of blood, yes? I did not choose this path, Estinien. It was afflicted to me in the very manner of a curse. I've no intentions of harming anyone with this. I am still loyal to Ishgard and her peoples, but mayhap I am no longer of use..."
He shook his head at that, looking Estinien in the eye, not bothering to put on his happy facade for once. There was no point any more and he was tired.
"As for why I am not dead? Even I do not know. The Fury works in mysterious ways."
wyrmbloodedknight:
wyrmbloodedvessel:
Ah, yes… Haurchefant knew that voice. But who didn’t at this point? Estinien was a very prominent figure in Ishgard, as well as his voice. And just as charming as ever, it seemed. Well…there were questions that need be answered. Yet as he was called a heretic, a finger twitched in response before he would stand and turn, his own expression unusually cold from the Knight’s usually warm demeanor.
“While I understand your suspicions and concerns, Ser, I request you not call me such. Many things I am, but a heretic is not amongst such. As for the latter, I suppose it depends on whether or not you would believe such, to begin with. But if it is fear of destruction that you hold, I shan’t do anything of the sort. I simply wish for mine peace and quiet.”
Even now, the tainted knight of Fortemps seemed to struggle with something, evident by how he clenched and unclenched his hands a few times. His own pride stung at an accusation, after all. Plus, being a dragon now meant to deal with emotions in ways that were more beastly than human. Even now, he bit back the urge to bear teeth. The less hostile he seemed, the better.
“Oh forgive me. But you see, I don’t know what else to call it but heresy when a once-thought-loyal knight appears to have drunk the bitter draft and become that which he is sworn to protect against.”
A smirk. Was he baiting the knight? Absolutely. “Ah but it seems my words have struck a sour cord. Well well. An angry heretic is a dangerous one. But far be it from me to hold you back. Go on. Do as you wish. Bare your teeth at me, dragon. I would so dearly love the excuse to ram them down your throat.”
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Ah, yes... Haurchefant knew that voice. But who didn't at this point? Estinien was was a very prominent figure in Ishgard, as well as his voice. And just as charming as ever, it seemed. Well...there were questions that need be answered. Yet as he was called a hertic, a finger twitched in response before he would stabd and turn, his own expression unusually cold from the Knight's usually warm demeanor.
"While I understand your suspicions and concerns, Ser, I request you not call me such. Many things I am, but a heretic is not amongst such. As foe the latter, I suppose it depends on whether or not you would believe such, to begin with. But if it is fear of destruction that you fear, I shan't do anything of the sort. I simply wish for mine peace and quiet.
Even now, the now tainted knight of Fortemps seemed to struggle with something, evident by how he clenched and unclenched his hands a few times. His own pride stung at an accusation, after all. Plus, being a dragon now meant to deal with emotions in ways that were more beastly than human. Even now, he bit back the urge to bear teeth. The less hostile he seemed, the better.
@wyrmbloodedvessel
Peace. Something that was hard to imagine even now. But just because there had been peace, it did not mean everything was well. Even the usually cheerful Knight had been more wont to brood as of late. He had not the time to deal with his own affliction. To deal with what might possibly be very much a curse. And as he sat by his lonesome on the edges of The Foundation, many thoughts swarmed his head, buzzing about like an angry hornet’s nest.
What would happen now? Would he ever be at peace with what he was now? And would others accept him, or find a means to merely add on to the title of his being a bastard to make him sink even lower in the eyes of others?
A noise now, quickly pulling out of his thougts.
“.. Something that I can…help you with?” he would finally say, a low, subtle rumble in the words as he attempted to hide it by clearing his throat.
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@wyrmbloodedvessel
Peace. Something that was hard to imagine even now. But just because there had been peace, it did not mean everything was well. Even the usually cheerful Knight had been more wont to brood as of late. He had not the time to deal with his own affliction. To deal with what might possibly be very much a curse. And as he sat by his lonesome on the edges of The Foundation, many thoughts swarmed his head, buzzing about like an angry hornet's nest.
What would happen now? Would he ever be at peace with what he was now? And would others accept him, or find a means to merely add on to the title of his being a bastard to make him sink even lower in the eyes of others?
A noise now, quickly pulling out of his thougts.
".. Something that I can...help you with?" he would finally say, a low, subtle rumble in the words as he attempted to hide it by clearing his throat.
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Miqo'te Matty with BE if not too late?
@dreamingxne | expressions drawing meme (selectively accepting!)
his face is like oh gods please don’t find out about all the cookies i ate
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Omg
I leave for a bit
Come back and my most popular post is my shit post of Estinien and Alphinaud suddenly
H o w
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The transformation begins
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Everything here is
hard
and bright
and violent.
Everything I feel,
everything I touch…
THIS IS HELL.
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I AM BEAST.
I AM CLAW
AND I AM FANG.
WHEN I SNARL
THEY RUN AND HIDE.
WHEN I HOWL
THEY CRY MY NAME.
“ BEAST ! ”
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So to anyone waiting on replies from me
It's gonna take a bit as.my laptop was actually stolen from me three days ago, whoops.
I'll do what I can, though o7
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"You're a terrible patient."
“Yes, well. ‘Tis not my fault that you do not do much to make staying in bed a priority. There are things I must needs attend to.”
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Wounded Sentence Starters
“It’s just a scratch. You worry too much.”
“Ah… ! Don’t press there!”
“Just put a bandage on it and I’ll be fine.”
“That looks bad. Really bad.”
“Try not to look at it.”
“That hurts!”
“You’re going to need bedrest for at least a few days.”
“I’m going to be stuck in bed for how long?”
“That’s nothing, you big baby.”
“Here, let me help. I’m good at this sort of thing.”
“I can’t feel it. That’s bad, right?”
“Can you move?”
“How can something so small hurt so much?”
“It looks a lot worse than it is.”
“You’re a terrible patient.”
“Will you hold still? I can’t do anything if you keep squirming.”
“Wow, I’ve never seen skin turn that color before.”
“It’s just another a war trophy.”
“Shut up and let me help you.”
“I don’t care how tough you are. You can’t ignore that.”
“I’m sorry. This sort of thing makes me nauseous.”
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