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Final Fantasy Classes questions: GO!

  • 1. Warrior - What is something you will fight for?
  • 2. Monk - Are you a pacifist?
  • 3. Samurai - Have you ever upset someone who depended on you?
  • 4. Dragoon - When have you felt the most pressure on your shoulders?
  • 5. Thief - Ever stolen anything?
  • 6. Ninja - Are you good at disappearing or hiding?
  • 7. Dark Knight - What do you believe in that most people don't find honorable?
  • 8. Paladin - What is something you will die for?
  • 9. Hunter - Do you have great eyesight?
  • 10. Viking - How do you feel about the ocean?
  • 11. Berserker - Have you ever gone on a rampage that dealt a lot of damage?
  • 12. Mystic Knight - What do you believe in that most people don't?
  • 13 Onion Knight - One of your weirdest traits?
  • 14. Machinist - Are you good with technology?
  • 15. Freelancer - Do you think rules are important?
  • 16. Gunner - Have you ever shot a gun? What kind?
  • 17. Black Mage - If you could have any destructive power, what would it be?
  • 18.White Mage - If you could have any restorative power, what would it be?
  • 19. Devout - Are you a spiritual person?
  • 20. Summoner - If you were to have a familiar, or spirit animal, what would it be like?
  • 21. Time Mage - Would you go back in time to change something you regret?
  • 22. Scholar - Do you like school?
  • 22. Green Mage - Choose one illness in the world to cure.
  • 23. Sage - Do you believe in Karma?
  • 24. Alchemist - How do you feel about technological and scientific advances as of lately?
  • 25. Red Mage - Are you a jack of all trades, or more of a specialist in one thing?
  • 26. Blue Mage - How do you feel about copycats?
  • 27. Geomancer - Is the environments wellbeing important to you?
  • 28. Bard - Do you like singing? Are you good at singing?
  • 29. Beastmaster - Do you love animals? Post pictures of your favorite animal!
  • 30. Dancer - Can you dance?
  • 31. Gambler - Have you been feeling lucky lately?
  • 32. Mime - Have you ever lost your voice? How was it?
  • 33. Puppet Master - What's something you want to have control of in your life?
  • 34. Memorist - What's your fondest memory? And what's your earliest memory?
  • 35. Commando - Do you think you're more of a leading role in your relationships?
  • 36. Sentinel - Who are you most protective of?
  • 37. Ravager - What is something you are relentless towards?
  • 38. Synergist - When have you felt your best? Why?
  • 39. Saboteur - When have you felt your worst? Why?
  • 40. Medic - When have you felt your sickest?
voxvallisnocte

uncoveredillusions asked:

voxvallisnocte answered:

Send me a ☄ and I’ll randomly generate a number to see what my muse will give you.

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2. A Hug

    "Hey!" Cecil jogged up to Ienzo and threw his arms around him, in a tight embrace. "I haven’t seen you for a few days; I was getting worried." Ienzo was sweet, Cecil felt, and maybe he’d grown a little attached. “This town can be dangerous.”

Ienzo blinked, then smiled and returned the hug. “Hey, Cecil. Sorry, I got a bit busy.” Running down reports of Heartless took time, after all. “I’m fine, though, I promise.”

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Stranger Things | uncoveredillusions

voxvallisnocte:

uncoveredillusions:

Ienzo smiled. “I’m good at not upsetting people.” Nowadays at least. Later, though, he might try to ask some questions of this station management, see if they had any advice for him on running a station.

    "Still," Cecil said, shrugging, "it would be good to not attract attention from management." They’d only left their office that one time, from what Cecil could remember, and it had definitely been enough for him. Having to hide under his desk, and hope that they wouldn’t find him had been horrifying; not an experience he wanted to repeat.

    He returned the smile, and gestured for Ienzo to follow him as he set out towards the station. “At any rate, it’s this way, if you want to go.”

"I can keep unobtrusive, too. I promise." Cecil seemed oddly insistent on this, so he’d cooperate. He was good at that, after all, and besides, it wasn’t that big of a deal.

"I do." Ienzo’s smile turned into a grin. "After you?"

chaosbearer

uncoveredillusions asked:

"Sora, do not ask questions. Just get under the covers and start warming them up." The heating was out, and that combined with the absolute /stupidity/ of Even's latest experiment had left Ienzo in an absolutely foul mood. He tugged on a pair of footed pajamas-a gag gift, but now about to show their worth-and stalked back to Sora's bedroom, knocking ice out of his hair as he went.

chaosbearer answered:

"B-B-Bite me." For once, there was no antagonism behind Sora’s words, and for once, he was actually doing as Ienzo said. Or…trying to, anyway. Semi-frozen fingers didn’t really want to yank the heaped covers of the bed back, and eventually Sora gave up, grabbing the blankets in his teeth and yanking them down that way. He crawled into bed, teeth chattering, and huddled there, making the bed shake and glaring frozen daggers at the door to his room while he waited on Ienzo to get back.

chaosbearer:

uncoveredillusions:

"I was thinking of using actual spells to hold him." That way whoever had done it would have a great view of his smirking face. Though having his hands out of Sora’s way would be a big bonus in this case. He liked his hands.

Ienzo snorted softly. “Not even Aeleus can do that.” That would take a bona-fide miracle, and no-one had the patience to provide that. Sora’s sleepiness did not go unnoticed as he spoke, and Ienzo sighed. “Going to leave me without entertainment while you mooch off my heat?”

"Mm…’at works," Sora muttered. "Though your spells taste n-nasty." Still, easier pickings for biting, and Sora truly was planning on that. Bites were so much more satisfying to watch people nurse than a blade slash. Made a bigger mess, but generally produced a ‘better’ reaction, too.

"Why d’we let him keep cooking?" Not the first time Sora had wondered that, and it probably wouldn’t be the last. At least Xigbar knew better (by now) than to directly touch Sora’s blender, so he had something edible once in a while. 

Golden eyes cracked open, and Sora stared at the darkness covering them, making out wispy shadows caused by their breathing and the barrier of Ienzo’s arms inches from his face. “Shut up,” he groused softly, yawning and letting the edges of his fangs just touch Ienzo’s arm as he did.  “Y’re the one who got in bed’th me. Knowin’ that’s entertai…nnnment enough.”

"It’ll just be Reflects or Ice, you know." He hadn’t been aware that his spells had any taste at all, or that spells were even capable of tasting things. Still, he wasn’t going to change his mind on that one.

"I don’t know. Saix is just stupid, I guess. Or has no tastebuds." He’d just taken to skipping dinner on Xigbar’s days. He snacked enough anyway-he survived fine. And besides, he made up for it on Aeleus’s days to cook.

The brush of teeth just made Ienzo smirk. Sora should know that if he decided to bite, Ienzo’d leave, and he’d be stuck in here cold and alone. “I suppose I am. Go ahead and sleep, then. I’ll survive alone for a while.” He wasn’t going to sleep until Sora did, though-for his own safety, of course.

chaosbearer

uncoveredillusions asked:

"Sora, do not ask questions. Just get under the covers and start warming them up." The heating was out, and that combined with the absolute /stupidity/ of Even's latest experiment had left Ienzo in an absolutely foul mood. He tugged on a pair of footed pajamas-a gag gift, but now about to show their worth-and stalked back to Sora's bedroom, knocking ice out of his hair as he went.

chaosbearer answered:

"B-B-Bite me." For once, there was no antagonism behind Sora’s words, and for once, he was actually doing as Ienzo said. Or…trying to, anyway. Semi-frozen fingers didn’t really want to yank the heaped covers of the bed back, and eventually Sora gave up, grabbing the blankets in his teeth and yanking them down that way. He crawled into bed, teeth chattering, and huddled there, making the bed shake and glaring frozen daggers at the door to his room while he waited on Ienzo to get back.

chaosbearer:

uncoveredillusions:

"Pot, kettle, kettle, pot." There was more amusement than rancor in Ienzo’s voice, and he gently tugged Sora closer as the other growled. A soft hiss escaped him as the other’s face touched his arms, but he resisted the urge to pinch at Sora. He was not in a mood to be bitten, thank you.

"I’ll help hold them down for you." If the heating had been on, he could have just showered and gone to bed, but with it off, he found himself contemplating how best to remove the perpetrator’s head. As he refocused, a small snort met Sora’s statement. "The reaction is contained to the labs, and will dissipate in 24 hours. And despite his idiocy on occasion, Even is useful.”

All that got out of Sora was a huff. He had little desire to raise his face up to speak clearly again, since Ienzo was slowly getting him warm. It was easier to just huff at him, and smirk a bit when he heard that hiss — served Ienzo right for sticking his face to Sora’s neck.

"Jus’ keep your hands outta the way," he mumbled, irritation going down a level. "Unless you wanna lose ‘em too."  Sora would find out who had knocked the heating out. The back end of the castle was a near-literal ice-box when it didn’t work, and Sora had neither the time nor patience to sit and keep a Fire spell going all night in his room just to keep the floor from icing over. “…useful f-f-for m-making Xig-b-bar’s food edible, m-maybe,” he grumbled softly, eyes starting to close. He wasn’t shivering as much now, thanks to another body being pressed against him and the bubble of warm, trapped air beneath the blankets, and he was getting sleepy as a result. This was what, day three? four? since he’d bothered trying to sleep?

"I was thinking of using actual spells to hold him." That way whoever had done it would have a great view of his smirking face. Though having his hands out of Sora’s way would be a big bonus in this case. He liked his hands.

Ienzo snorted softly. “Not even Aeleus can do that.” That would take a bona-fide miracle, and no-one had the patience to provide that. Sora’s sleepiness did not go unnoticed as he spoke, and Ienzo sighed. “Going to leave me without entertainment while you mooch off my heat?”

voxvallisnocte

uncoveredillusions asked:

voxvallisnocte answered:

Send me  and I will generate a number for what my muse will say to yours.

    "I leave you alone for ten minutes and you do this," Cecil sighed, setting the two cups of coffee down on the table, and kneeling to try to untangle Ienzo from the wires he’d gotten himself tangled in. "You know these rooms are pretty old, right? Like, I don’t even know if these wires are still docile.”

voxvallisnocte:

uncoveredillusions:

Ienzo blinked up at the the radio host with a sheepish smile. “Sorry-these just looked badly in need of repair.” He untangled the last couple of wires himself, then gave a small shrug. “I may not look it, but I’m not a bad electrical engineer.”

    "Uh-huh,” Cecil intoned, skeptically. He didn’t doubt that Ienzo was good with electrical equipment, just that the station needed it. “Things usually take care of themselves, besides rituals, and clean up, and that sort of thing.”

"I see. Well, I’ll leave it to itself from now on, then." A semi-sentient radio station sounded…kind of bad, but it hadn’t actively tried to kill him yet, so he could deal.