Indeliblepromise - 𝑻𝑯𝑬𝑵 𝑾𝑨𝑲𝑬 𝑻𝑶 𝑾𝑬𝑬𝑷.

𝗗𝗼𝗻’𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝗿𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝟯.𝗢𝗰𝘁.𝟭𝟭 ❤️

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑺𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒘𝒆𝒍𝒍 that she was more capable than many of the adults in Belobog. In times like this though when the reality of combat set in, she wished she was as STRONG as Lady Bronya, Captain Gepard, and Serval. The very adult decisions she made were critical to Belobog's victory against destructionㅤ—ㅤbut in times of SUFFERING like this, she wished she could do more.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤThe fact that there ARE injuries is worrisome. I know it's typical in the battlefield but stillㅤ—ㅤㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤIt was a bit difficult to gauge the situation now when she was alone like this. Had she lead the troops in the wrong direction ? Surely, that COULDN'T beㅤ—ㅤunless there was some threat that she hadn't foreseen. The worries for the Silvermane Guards only grew the more she sat there until it finally came to be too much.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI think I should check on them myselfㅤ—ㅤI've LOST CONTACT with Lady Bronya and Captain Gepard so it might have to be me. I need to decide if it's better if we retreat or keep moving forward.ㅤ❜

Really, she was grateful that the people of Belobog would never be the wiser on that front. Not that she thought on of them would mind, of course, but she really didn't want to have to explain it. Why someone they'd thought human...turned out not to be.

Still, she'd keep a gentle hold on her hand. Just in case- Pela was much younger than her. Even if she tried to play tough, she knew children had smaller pain tolerances.

"'m fine, sweetheart. And th' others look t' be okay. I bandaged up others that weren't b'fore I came t' check on ya."

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑨 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒊𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒆𝒅. Penacony had been saved; the Watchmaker's legacy protected from the many threats that had been thrown at in such a short period of time. From the former head of the Oak Family nearly throwing all of Penacony into the Order's dream to the Masked Fools planting nine hundred and ninety nine bombs onto the Nameless' new airship, Penacony had survived it all. Yet tragically, it came with the cost of an INNOCENT GIRL'S life.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤWas there anything that could have been done to avoid such a sorrow - filled ending ? Everybody in the Express was probably asking that questionㅤ—ㅤbut of all of them, Mister Caelus was probably stewing over his REGRETS the most.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤPeriwinkle hues would turn away from the phonograph; settling on the other Nameless as the questioned was asked. What the man would get was a SMILE in response.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤOh, it's EVERYTHING I've ever dreamed of ! I've always wanted to travel on the Astral Express like Grandpa ! I can't thank you all enough for letting me on board !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤTurning back to the makeshift memorial, the child thinks long and hard about what else they could all add to help Mister Caelus recoverㅤ—ㅤand Miss Firefly to REST a bit easier.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤWhat if we left FLOWERS for Miss Firefly like we did for Grandpa, Mister Tiernan, and Miss Razalina ? I think she would LIKE that !ㅤ❜

indeliblepromise asked:

❝ Is it too soon to do this yet ? ❞ ( from Misha, also hello ! )

Was   it   too   soon   to   do   this.

It   would   likely   be   to   soon   for   anyone   for   too   long.   "It   might   be,   but   Caelus   was   very   close   to   Firefly."   he   said   to   the   young   man.   "The   least   we   can   do   is   leave   a   memorial   for   her."   he   glanced   to   the   young   man   and   offered   a   small   smile.   "Its   really   for   him,   you   understand--it   is   a   step   in   the   grieving   process."   he   was   quiet   as   he   added   a   couple   new   records   to   the   Express's   music   system.

"Though   I   do   appreciate   your   concerns   and   interest."   he   said   as   he   turned   to   Misha.   "How   are   you   finding   the   Express,   are   you   enjoying   your   stay   ?"   he   inquired   with   a   quirk   of   his   lips.

"It   is   a   lot   when   you   first   get   on,   but   it   quickly   becomes---   home." 

‧₊˚ ⋅ ꒰১ ᯓ ☆ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤ𝑶𝒉 𝒈𝒆𝒆𝒛ㅤ—ㅤ𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒔𝒕 𝒔𝒆𝒆𝒎𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒚 𝒓𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒖𝒑. At least the man seemed to be more angry at his supposed COWORKER than him. Deep down, he was hoping that things would stay that way.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤUpon his question, the bellboy remains quiet for a brief moment as he gave it some thought. Come to think of it, there WAS a woman lingering around the Reverie's lobby that fit that description.

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI believe that woman was waiting around in the Reverie's lobby ! I'm not certain if she's still here thoughㅤ—ㅤthe staff DIDN'T seem to want to let her in !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤ❛ㅤI can't really give out other people's room numbers without their consentㅤ—ㅤbut I can ACCOMPANY you to the front desk so you can ask if you'd like !ㅤ❜

˚ʚ ☾ ɞ˚ㅤ˗ˏˋㅤㅤThat was assuming the woman HAD a room reservedㅤ—ㅤwhich there was a very real chance she did not.

starters from hercules! / accepting

@indeliblepromise: " you sure this is the right place ? " ( Misha to Elijah ! )

He looks around, checks the room number and punches the door a couple times, hurting his hand in the process, then sucking in air through his teeth, as he'd hate to get smacked again for teaching a child to swear.

"If she gave me the wrong number on purpose, I swear to all Aeons in existence..." Eli takes a deep breath.

"That's fine, that's fine, I'm not mad at all... have you seen a lady wearing black and red, has white hair, and has some sorta pig creature with her? She's uh... a coworker of mine."