[closed] and should the sky be filled with fire and smoke

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Who: Zack Fair & friends
When: when these threads happen
Where: where these threads happen
What: a catch-all for the month of december! threads are within. if you would like to do a thread you can contact me at michrure or at my cr meme comment!
Warnings: tba.

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Viren

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[They had agreed on a date a few weeks back on when Viren and Zack could get together to do some basic combat training. They had no idea that this month was going to start out fairly cold and with a lot of snowfall. The snow and cold has never really bothered Zack before seeing as he come from a rather cold backwater town growing up and his chimera blood seems to keep him fairly insulated but can the same thing be said for his other monster friend?]

How you doing?

[They’re outside of Zack’s cottage right now. In the yard where there is more space to move and maneuver and teach. The snow is falling fairly lightly at this very moment and the sun is up with a simple overcast but who knows when the temperatures will dip even more. Zack crosses his arms over his chest.]

There’s not much in the house so we can probably move inside if we need to.

Caren Ortensia

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[He’s heard through the grapevine that some people have left this world again. More people with more holes in their bonds and lives they’ve built here. It’s hard to deal and even if he should be happy that those people are getting the chance to return home, he can’t help but feel a little envious?

Zack decides to find Caren that day. He needs to keep his mind off things and one of his first choices is checking on Caren and seeing how she’s dealing recently too. When he finds her he grins and raises his hand to say hello.]

Caren, yo.

Elliot Craig

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[There are several downsides to not having an established bond for a few months. It leaves Zack feeling like there’s something hollow inside of him. And it makes him itch when he’s near other witches. The worst part is probably the fitful sleeps and the way his body burns when the moons get closer.

He has to do something to tide him over until he can decide on someone he can trust to bond with him. And that means he seeks out Elliot for something temporary. He goes to where Elliot lives and knocks on the door.]

Elliot, it’s Zack. I need to ask you something.

gently leaves this here

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[ Considering that Aqua's living with Ven and Kairi, she doesn't hesitate to do what shopping that needs to be done. It isn't far too different from her chores at home - she would often take care of whatever she could.

Though, she can't deny that the recently owned store catches her attention. She looks to inside of the store from the window before deciding to go inside--

Only for the mistletoe to catch her attention. ]

... I've never seen a plant like this before.

bursts through the wall

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[Some merriment can be a little too much merriment for Lightning, but she's trying! Her attempts to acclimate to this world and her fellow Mirrorbound is met with minor success – she made it out here with a homemade cake and has had conversations with both familiar and nonfamiliar faces, which is all a start for her. And while she's tired, she wasn't ready to go home just yet, and was in the middle of searching for others she might already know to offer them some of her cake when she felt it.

The very same surge of sharp pain coursing through her arms that she felt on the day she and Zack dealt with the cwyld. It's been coming and going since then, occasionally interrupting her in the middle of a run, or even in her sleep, making her tense up and try to fight back against it. It used to be easy. It wouldn't last more than a few seconds, but those seconds became minutes, and those minutes became hours.

Now, she can feel the onset of it coming before it even hits. It feels like tiny pinpricks under her skin, only this time, it's started to spread up from her fingertips all the way to her shoulders.

She pushes her way through the crowds, excusing herself along the way and even ordering others to move, as she tries to find a quiet, secluded spot for her to deal with it in the only way that she can. It's between two buildings where she stumbles and rests herself against the wall, eyes shutting tight and her quickening breaths turning to smoke in the cold air.

And as she rolls up her sleeves, she can see her veins lighting up once more, looking like thin lines of electricity that she wishes she could rip out from under her skin.]

... Damn it.