「 Themis Ophiuchus (Zalera) 」☆「 themis.crd.co 」
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☆ OOC ::「 25 yrs. 」☆「 he/him 」
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No, I am quite fine. I assure you both.
No, I am quite fine. I assure you both.
I beg your pardon?
I beg your pardon?
and probably mostly Themis, although I might swap to another one of my mains if there's reason enough.
if you saw a post earlier than this with a typo/autocorrect issue, no you didn't ))
and probably mostly Themis, although I might swap to another one of my mains if there's reason enough.
if you saw a post earlier than this with a typo/autocorrect issue, no you didn't ))
"Once you get your bearings, I will escort you." The eerie, vacant calm tone is back, glossing over the curious one. He has a duty to uphold, and he must keep to the perfect standard.
"Once you get your bearings, I will escort you." The eerie, vacant calm tone is back, glossing over the curious one. He has a duty to uphold, and he must keep to the perfect standard.
"I was left unawares that your kind had to train themselves to walk, just as we train to fly," he states quietly.
"I was left unawares that your kind had to train themselves to walk, just as we train to fly," he states quietly.
"Do you request assistance, Prince Hythlodaeus?"
"Do you request assistance, Prince Hythlodaeus?"
... this was likely already preordained. And why I should become this... this... Zodiark, you called it? A herald in the dark, a guide against the calamity to come. No one would care more than I, and if I am destined to forget...
... this was likely already preordained. And why I should become this... this... Zodiark, you called it? A herald in the dark, a guide against the calamity to come. No one would care more than I, and if I am destined to forget...
[ A few words, ever so softly spoken, yet holding grief, sadness and... acceptance. A smile is forced upon his lips as he stares up at one he has come to hold dear, a gentle look on his face. ]
Our fates are already written and cannot be swayed, try it though many may.
[ A few words, ever so softly spoken, yet holding grief, sadness and... acceptance. A smile is forced upon his lips as he stares up at one he has come to hold dear, a gentle look on his face. ]
Our fates are already written and cannot be swayed, try it though many may.
[ For several minutes, does Themis sit in silence as his stares down at the ground. He remains unmoving for quite some time, mentally trying to piece together and process everything. From the supposed Final Days down to his future self sending her back in time... ]
[ For several minutes, does Themis sit in silence as his stares down at the ground. He remains unmoving for quite some time, mentally trying to piece together and process everything. From the supposed Final Days down to his future self sending her back in time... ]
Here, you may speak freely. Tell me of your problems - it is the least I may do for you after all you have done for our star.
Here, you may speak freely. Tell me of your problems - it is the least I may do for you after all you have done for our star.
Very well, my dear star. Let us away somewhere sucluded that you may talk freely.
Very well, my dear star. Let us away somewhere sucluded that you may talk freely.