I don't eat I just devour, everyone in every hour
Characters: Evil!King, Marbles (viva_la_materia), King (firefistasce)
Date/Time: February 14, afternoon
Location: Melee Island, starting at the chocobo paddock and migrating to the Arena
Rating: PG-13
Summary: King's evil twin tracks down his erstwhile scavenging buddy, with nefarious intent. Marbles decides she's got a score to settle with this two-faced ass--and then the real King shows up. Happy Valentine's Day, want to help me beat the stuffing out of myself? ♥
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It was snowing lightly, flakes fluttering down from the sky in lazy spirals to join the thin crust already on the ground, and Marbles wanted out of the house. She'd bundled up in her warmest jacket and mittens, wrapped her longest scarf snugly around her neck, and put on an extra pair of socks under her boots, just to be sure; and then she'd stuck a note on the fridge for Wolf, jammed her hands in her pockets, and strolled off towards the Elevator.
She hadn't had any destination in mind, really. There were a few heavy-ish thoughts weighing on her, but being outside where she could see her breath and walk as fast as she wanted made them lift and swirl around in her head like the snowflakes falling around her, and that was easier, somehow.
Eventually, snow-frosted boards clunking under her boots, she found herself crossing the bridge to Melee Island. Well, hey, why not? she thought, and lengthened her stride, trotting over to the chocobo paddy and hooking her mittened fingers through the fence to lean on it and stare like a kid outside the candy store. She already missed riding Candy; whoever decided that unicorns should be temporary was a huge party-pooper, and someday she would find him and kick him in the ass.
Her lockpicks were burning a hole in her pocket, but...was it worth risking another stampede? Marbles sighed a cloud of visible breath and stared wistfully at a bright-eyed chocobo cautiously nibbling some dry winter grass near the fence...
Date/Time: February 14, afternoon
Location: Melee Island, starting at the chocobo paddock and migrating to the Arena
Rating: PG-13
Summary: King's evil twin tracks down his erstwhile scavenging buddy, with nefarious intent. Marbles decides she's got a score to settle with this two-faced ass--and then the real King shows up. Happy Valentine's Day, want to help me beat the stuffing out of myself? ♥
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It was snowing lightly, flakes fluttering down from the sky in lazy spirals to join the thin crust already on the ground, and Marbles wanted out of the house. She'd bundled up in her warmest jacket and mittens, wrapped her longest scarf snugly around her neck, and put on an extra pair of socks under her boots, just to be sure; and then she'd stuck a note on the fridge for Wolf, jammed her hands in her pockets, and strolled off towards the Elevator.
She hadn't had any destination in mind, really. There were a few heavy-ish thoughts weighing on her, but being outside where she could see her breath and walk as fast as she wanted made them lift and swirl around in her head like the snowflakes falling around her, and that was easier, somehow.
Eventually, snow-frosted boards clunking under her boots, she found herself crossing the bridge to Melee Island. Well, hey, why not? she thought, and lengthened her stride, trotting over to the chocobo paddy and hooking her mittened fingers through the fence to lean on it and stare like a kid outside the candy store. She already missed riding Candy; whoever decided that unicorns should be temporary was a huge party-pooper, and someday she would find him and kick him in the ass.
Her lockpicks were burning a hole in her pocket, but...was it worth risking another stampede? Marbles sighed a cloud of visible breath and stared wistfully at a bright-eyed chocobo cautiously nibbling some dry winter grass near the fence...