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Just went from a year of hiatus back on.

Please note, I roleplay in Japanese and Spanish with FLUENT speakers of those.

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/* There is one thing that has ALWAYS bothered me about Tieria’s canon appearance.

It has nothing to do with aesthetic and everything to do with practicality.

In fact, it’s a problem that most of the characters have in one way or another.

WHY DOES HE NOT TIE HIS HAIR BACK IN SPACE??????

Why, for that matter, does most everyone fail to tie back long hair? Or have really ridiculously impractical civilian clothes?

I say this as a person who has his character’s hairstyle irl. I have to tie it back for sports and this is all done AT THE SURFACE OF EARTH. In space? Where everything is flying around however it’s thrown? Loose hair longer than Setsuna’s is not practical. And even Setsuna’s is borderline.

Therefore I say fuck canon; Tieria pulls the top half of his hair back and braids it in space. The rest is held in place by his ears, the tightness of the top half, and, if necessary, bobby pins.

Having experienced weightless conditions for a few seconds at a time on thrill rides I can say that this works rather well. It’s also great for sports. So I’m sticking with it.

But what of everyone else?

(Psst. Hint, fellow RPers. That’s your cue.)  */

[Nah. I think Tieria is more into his appearance than he lets on. He’s relatively young, right? Teenagers are notorious for caring about appearances. I’ve known some very talented sports people who carefully do their hair and make-up (impractically) before engaging in their activity.

Points against Tieria’s utilitarianism: - impractical loose sweater - glasses instead of contacts - never complains about other people’s impractical clothing choices

Points towards Tieria being a fashionista: - he designed the celestial being uniforms, if I remember correctly - his hair must be carefully styled if you compare him to Regene, who’s hair is rather unruly - wears fancy Italian shoes]

DO YOU KNOW HOW PAINSTAKINGLY HARD IT IS TO GET IT JUST RIGHT WHILE ALSO LOOKING LIKE I DON'T CARE IN SPACE SETUNA I THOUGHT YOU WERE MY FRIEND

Now define terrorism.

look who the terrorists are now

Looks who the terrorists have always been.

And welcome to the A-Laws' practises. I don't think anyone would wonder why so many of us want them stopped.

Send me "ff+" and a character name and my character will react to finding and reading a graphic and sex-filled fanfiction of themselves and that character.

requested by anonymous as reversal to this meme.

Regene blinked rapidly in confusion, pausing in his steps, and turned his head to face his brother.

The discussion beforehand gave him too little context to decipher, and it was quite an odd response to him pardoning himself to fetch a glass of water.

As far as he could tell, Tieria had either told him that his feelings were returned, or something very bad; all of which told him very little of anything at all.

Far to befuddled to even find words to express thusly, he chose to show Tieria the confusion in his mind.

“I don’t know what the original plan was. I thought I did. Now I know that it has been tampered with. Our access to information on it now is limited; we won’t be able to access the file change logs – or have consistent access to anything – until we’ve reclaimed Veda. What I do know is this: we are alive, despite having been told that perhaps we shouldn’t be. We were designed as a pair – didn’t you mention that the rest of the pairs work together? And for some reason I have always piloted two machines at once – yet both have pilot seats. I was told those designs were created in case of emergency, but given the evidence at hand I am growing to doubt that.

“The current state of the wold is far from what I had ever imagined the plan meant when it claimed to seek the eradication of war. Sure, perhaps governments are no longer destroying each other for resources, but the solution is even worse. I was long under the impression that diplomacy was the answer. Given that I cannot cross-check with the original specifications, I assume I was correct – and if I was not, even I might have to disagree with the plan this time. We have the capability to fix this – we have the equipment, and you have the inside knowledge of how the enemy functions. Between us, we can do this.”

Regene went from nodding along to standing still as a statue, his eyes as round as a white person's.

"If you're saying...are you saying I...was meant to be...a Meister like you...?"

As an innovade of very little stamina and training, Regene was both thrilled to be fighting alongside his brother, and more than a wee bit nervous.

The warmth that flooded their connection and came physically from Tieria’s arms around him, though it was all he had dreamt of, was something completely new—

—although, having seen Tieria’s thoughts, he did wonder…

'You wonder too, don't you…? If we were this close before… I don't remember anything before waking up from cryofreeze on the moon… But I know all I wanted was to be with you…

‘I do wonder. I have no conscious memory of anything prior to 2302 – when I was finally activated and released here. Yet all of my data says I have been alive for much longer than that. I have always been aware of the fact that I went through a long conditioning period, then placed back in stasis to wait for my phase of the plan to start. I had never questioned it, but now for the first time I wonder what exactly that process consisted of – and why it was important that I not remember it.’

It was starting to eat away at the back of his mind. He wanted those records now. His entire body was getting stiff, and though he knew he needed to be emotional support, all he could think about was getting back to work.

If it's recorded....and not deleted, I'm having a hack war with him..... Basically he locks me out, I hack in--over and over--but right now...please don't let go of me yet...

setsunafreakinseiei:

Setsuna shurgged. “I haven’t found an answer for that myself.”

In this world, most people just wanted to live their normal lives. People like Saji and Louise. On the other hand, there were those who sought to disrupt that way of life. Why?

Regene looked down at the awkward fit. With the hips that narrow, he wondered if trying to sit in Setuna's clothes was a good idea or not. Either way he was going to be facing some red marks when he pulled it off.

But not having a Celestial Being uniform, at least as of yet if Tieria was serious, he had only what he was made to wear at Ribbons' compound. And seeing one of them wear it none the less made him feel better, even if they had no more answers than he did.

Still he wanted someone to tell him they knew how to stop Ribbons and his secret force. He needed someone to tell him it would be all right and he needed it as soon as possible.

"Even if you don't know their intentions...I've given you everything I know. There has to be a way to stop him with that, right?"

'Thank you' Regene typed back.

"A— a hug?" Setsuna stammered, completely forgetting about using the comm.

He hugged one person in his recent memory, and that person was Marina Ismail, and it was more that he collapsed in her arms after being injured.

Regene shuddered, shirking back at the sudden interjection.

Half of him felt like running away.

Of course I'm not worth a hug to anyone else.

He picked up the mobile terminal once more.

'It's okay. Never mind. Forget I said anything. Thank you for the tea.'

Reblog if your muse has scars.

リジェネの瞳は輝いた。

基地で、彼の世界出会った小説の中で、キャラクターはよく雪遊びをした。だが、たとえ、基地は宇宙にはなくても、彼は外へ出ることは長年禁止された。

彼は突然恥を覚えた。

「けど、実際にしたことがないから。小説に読んだことだけ。初めてだから、何をすればいいのがわからなくて・・・それ、面倒くない？」

「雪遊びではルールなどはないから好きにすればいい。面倒ではなく、楽しいが、私は猫だから長く遊べない。」

ティエリアは初めて雪を見た自分を思い出した。ニールとライルとリジェネと一緒に雪遊びをしたのはとても楽しかった。最近ニールとライルは忙しくなったから、一緒に遊ぶ時間がなくなった。彼はそれを気が付いた時ため息をつく。

「できるかどうかまだ分からないから、そんなに心配する必要はない。雪がすくなかったら、遊べないからだ。」

リジェネはうなづいた。

「遊べなくても、本物をこの目で見るのは初めてになる。ずっと・・・あの所に閉じ込められて・・・」

自分のために穏やかな雰囲気を壊したくなくて、彼は最後につき加えた「大体、優しい人と一緒に雪を眺められるなら、それでいい」

Regene blinked at the message after moving the coacoa off the stovetop.

Sure enough, the contact name was wrong.

Shutting the stove off, he wiped his hands on the apron just to be sure, and typed in a response.

"no, i can send it myself. i’m sorry you had 2 see that (>_<)," he typed in in his normal manner, no longer attempting to be seductive.

"No worries, I’ve made that mistake more times than I’d like to admit." Allelujah texts back to Regene. "Good luck and have fun!"

Just as he was about to set the terminal back down, a thought struck him and he sent one more message.

""R u ok? Y r u not asleep?" U kan join us if u want 2..."

Lyle puts his own flight suit on before settling back down in his Gundam’s cockpit. Once Regene’s settled in he makes sure he has a clear view before he prepares to launch. “Yep, I can see just fine.” He launches Cherdium and heads to Earth. Once they’ve arrived Lyle removes his flight suit and turns the camouflage on before Regene out. “We still have some time before our reservation…shall we head to the mall?”

Lyle uses the ladder to get down from his Gundam carefully. “I made sure to find an isolated place..so hopefully no one would bump into it.” He replies to Regene’s concern. He reaches into his jacket and takes out his car keys. “we’ll drive..my car’s waiting for us just a short walk away.” Lyle offers Regene his free hand as they walk and admires the scenery around them as they walk. “We lucked out, the weather’s really nice today.”

Realising that his intense gaze at Lyle, while positive, was probably off-putting, he looked down, where upon he saw and took Lyle’s hand.

"I’ve never been in a car before…! But I’ve never been in Ireland, either. I’ve only been one or two places on Earth… and only really shortly."

He attempted to lean his head on Lyle’s shoulder as they walked through a path carved out of the thistled knoll, but realised that that made it hard to walk, and turned to gaze up at Lyle instead.

"You know … a lot more than I do about what life is like. If you could show me, there are things that maybe I could teach you in repayment—things I learned from Veda while being made. You know a lot of things, but I don’t have any other way to repay you."

"I think you’ll enjoy it, cars aren’t quite as fast as Gundams but we’ll at least have more leg room." Lyle explains as they walk. Visiting his home country was always a mixture of nostalgia and sadness but the fact that he wasn’t alone helped to alleviate some of that sadness. "I’ve been to a few countries across Europe and Asia but I’d certainly like to see more…perhaps we should travel together sometime." Lyle suggests. He’s unsure of how to respond at first to Regene’s offer as he was unfamiliar of what kind of information, other than mission plans that Veda could offer. "Tieria always tells me that information is classified, I wouldn’t want to get you in trouble."

Regene blinked, smiling.

"Then I should teach you the languages that are spoken in the places where you want us to go! Veda is more than just information related to the organisation; it’s a compendium of all availiable human knowledge as well…"

He looked at their joined hands. Unlike Tieria, Lyle had no imperative to accept him; no brainwaves, which also meant no way of reading him as Regene understood reading someone.

And yet, Lyle accepted him anyway.

"I just… want to repay you…it isn’t fair if I just take…"

Ever so softly, he sqweezed Lyle’s hand as he watched his feet.

"Sure, I’m always open to learning new languages." Lyle agrees with a light chuckle. "I speak a little French but..only a few phrases." He was a little surprised to hear about just how much information VEDA had and it began to make sense why Tieria was as concerned as he was about the enemy hacking into it. "Well, that’s sweet of you but..I feel like your company is enough." He admits bashfully. After walking another block they make it to Lyle’s parked car. He presses the unlock button on his key and opens the passenger door for Regene. "hop in, and don’t forget your seat-belt…they’re pretty strict about that here."

Regene could only nod at Lyle’s urging him into the car. He’d looked up some things on cars, knowing Lyle had one, in case they were o take it, and was able to locate and fasten the seatbelt without too much trouble.

His mind, however, spun. As far as he knew, human relations—especially non-modified, non-QBW enhanced human relations—but even those often, didn’t work like that.

When Lyle got in the car himself, he quietly gazed up at his boyfriend.

"What do you mean by…’your company is enough/?"

Lyle makes sure Regene is securely in the passenger side before getting into the driver’s side. He turns the key in the ignition and starts up his car before checking behind him to make sure nothing’s in the way. “it means that I enjoy spending time with you..and I don’t really expect anything else in return.” Once the coast is clear he backs away from the spot he’d parked in and begins driving towards the restaurant.

Regene rounded his oval eyes, looking up at Lyle.

There had to be something he was missing; a catch that neurotypicals who seemed to have mind-reading power without the aid of QBW, would catch.

He was positive that that couldn’t be right.

"You… you can’t /just/ want me to be with you—there /has to/ be something you want from me…? You can’t… it doesn’t work like that!! There’s always an ulterior motive…"

Or did it, he wondered.

Did it work like that, in the outside world, all along?

And only now, was he getting the chance to see…

Lyle wasn’t exactly surprised that Regene didn’t quite believe him considering his background but he’d make sure to show him that not all people are inherently cruel and manipulative. “I assure you I have no ulterior motive.” He tries to convince Regene, keeping a calm smile on his face. “I just want to have a good time with a person I’m fond of, it’s a simple as that.”

Regene nodded, deciding he would do his best to believe it.

However, there was something else weighing heavily on his mind; something that, if he had gathered the flow of dates correctly from books, needed to be adressed as soon as possible.

"Before we continue, I think there's something else I should tell you."

(shrinks in on himself, maintains grin, meets forefingers in front of mouth) “I’ve… been marinating it in ghost pepper seeds with vinagre since this morning… because I know how much you like capsacin..?Also dyed it red…because I’m special to you?”

"You – you did what!?

"…I guess I’m just glad I didn’t find that out the hard way. Still…you are responsible for replacing that…”

"...Don't you want more things my colour...? So you can always be remined of me...?"