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 Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2017 8:55 pm
Quote: Heavy snow had plagued Destiny City for a few days and it seemed to take ages for the clouds to clear. When they finally thinned, there was something more surprising than just the night sky: a glorious display of colorful light danced over Destiny City. A myriad of colors paint the sky, twisting colorfully. Auroras are uncommon in this area, but it’s something unique to see. Of course, ‘unique’ in Destiny City isn’t always a good thing…
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Posted: Tue Dec 19, 2017 9:49 pm
Durumi blew on her hands before lacing through Magiore's. Snow had been falling for a couple nights now and it had made the environment cold and snow. Her boots stepped in crunchy white, moonlight reflecting off the glistening white snow.
"Happy birthday Magiore." Durumi reached up and laid a gentle kiss on his cheek. "What do you want to do?" Their walk would lead them towards the city and even into the old town decorations.
Aurora's played overhead, dancing with gorgeous lights against the blue sky and white earth.
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Posted: Wed Dec 20, 2017 7:06 pm
His fingers curled through hers instinctively, a warm, familiar gesture that felt as though he had been doing this for years and more years to come. Durumi's lips brushed his cheek, lips cold from the snowy air around them, and that too felt familiar, an ache in his heart.
Magiore bent his head to brush his lips over her temple affectionately. "Thank you," he said softly, and tenderly smoothed some of the hair away from her cheek, letting his fingers linger. "I'd like to walk around, if that's all right; just a little bit of time to spend with you, here."
A little, and more. Magiore tugged Durumi's hand and began to walk.
"Tell me how your day has been."
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Posted: Thu Dec 21, 2017 6:04 am
It was HIS birthday and he still took the time to think of her and her needs and herself. It made her feel a bit guilty. He shouldn't have to babysit her, or have to be taken care of. She missed the days she was normal and not battling the darkness that had been inside her.
"It's been good! I finished painting the room for Tatsuya! We had some tea today in the new tea room." She chattered, even though she could feel a lingering darkness around her throat, tightening and causing her to pause in talking.
"Um." She brought her hand up to her neck, clawing gently at it as if it would release the chaos on her. "And..Um..."
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Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2017 9:07 pm
It might have been Magiore's birthday, but it didn't change the fact that he'd already thought of something to give to Durumi; for Christmas, perhaps, but he wasn't quite sure he wanted to wait that long. And right now they had the chance to be alone together, and it felt like the most real thing that had happened to them in months.
It took a great deal of energy and effort to continue draining the blackness from Durumi, but he would have taken that on him ten times over if it meant taking away her pain. Magiore's arm tightened around her instinctively. "I haven't seen the room yet, I should stop by and make sure it's all right," he said, and then "I suppose I could invite him for tea as well."
He was getting used to Tatsuya being there, his steady, quiet presence, his clear care for Durumi. It was nice, as a matter of fact, even if he'd been slightly averse to it in the beginning, Magiore giving a small shake of his head that caused his dark hair to ripple down his back.
He caught the movement of Durumi's hands and stopped, stepping around to stand in front of her. His own hands rose, gloved fingers curling around Durumi's to gently but firmly tug them away from her neck, instead lacing them through his.
"Are you all right?" he asked quietly. "Do you need anything?"
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Posted: Sat Dec 23, 2017 8:04 am
Being alone with Magiore was a gift in itself but Durumi's worst enemy was herself and that was what was wrong right now. She was trying so hard to be normal, especially for him and thats why she struggled.
"I could use some help moving the furniture and placing the blinds." She smiled up at him and continued to scratch at her throat as red marks started to appear. Long and thin, and if she was to see them, they would look black and thick. She didn't want to ruin his birthday, everything she was trying to be normal about, was so she didn't ruin this for him.
"Tea would be lovely too." Her hands were taken away and the small defeat on her face showed. He had noticed, and that was a problem. Her hands laced through his and she looked up at him.
His question flashed and annoyance showed on her face. "Today is about you." She tried to say sweetly, but it came out tight and forced and she closed her eyes. "Today is about you Magiore." She didn't bother to smile, as he would notice anyways. "I just want to do something nice for you. I don't know what else to do...." Part of her wanted to ask if she was worth it. Was she worth this trouble to him? Was she worth anything?
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Posted: Fri Dec 29, 2017 7:30 am
He knew he'd made a misstep by the look on her face, by the flicker of irritation in her eyes. Magiore threaded his fingers through Durumi's and held on tightly, leaning forward to press his lips to her forehead, lingering as he tried to calm the rapid beating of his heart.
"I know. I'm sorry." He leaned back, untangling one hand long enough to smooth his fingers over her face, sweeping across her cheek, cold in the frigid air, skin warming under his touch. "You do enough for me, I shouldn't have - I'm sorry, love."
He had had plans for later, plans for the two of them, but this was Durumi trying to make things special for him, for his birthday, even if Magiore was entirely content with it being the reverse. He had no qualms about spending the day devoted to making Durumi happy, but he knew that the overbearing protectiveness would take its toll and the last thing he wanted was for that to happen, not now, not after everything they'd been through.
Magiore lifted Durumi's hand to his lips and pressed a kiss to the back of it, giving it a gentle squeeze and a smile.
"Let's walk further down. We can make a snowman over there," he said, gesturing to a wide patch of snow covered grass a short distance away.
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2018 2:07 pm
He was so gentle to her, and she couldn't even manage the common decency to keep herself...normal. She was starting to hate the word. Normal. because she was no longer that anymore. Her hands shook, mostly in frustration at herself, and relaxed only when Magiore took them.
"Don't." she closed her eyes, "You always think the best of me, and I am just..." She shook her head, "I'm this mess and I just wanted to make you happy, but I'm a mess." There was no awkward laughs about it.
"I thought I knew what was going on, and I so badly wanted to change the future." She looked over at him, "The one where I wasn't like this. It seems though, that maybe I made a mistake?" she waved her free hand. "Don't worry about it, just rambling thoughts."
As they walked though, she gnawed, unbeknownst to her, on her lip. Not to the point where it would bleed, but more out of nervous ticks. Energy she didn't know what to do with.
"I haven't built a snowman in years." She let go of his hand at some point and started to roll a ball for the beginning of the snowman, her face looking over at him and a more playful light took over her eyes. The ball was a decent size and while she SHOULD'VE used it to start a snowman, it went flying towards her lover, landing with a splat on his thigh.
"I don't know if I wanna break that tradition now?" She smiled as she went about making reserves, in case, you know....Magiore decided to attack.
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Posted: Sat Jan 06, 2018 7:15 pm
He wasn't going to do the disservice of telling her that she wasn't a mess, or that everything was fine, because it wasn't, and it would have been insulting to pretend otherwise. Durumi didn't deserve the sugarcoating, she deserved the truth, along with his support, and he would give both to her.
"What future did you want to change?" Magiore asked quietly. "The one that brought us together, or the one that you saw when you opened the box?"
It could have been either, really. And regardless of the answer, even if it was the former, it made no difference to the present. They were together now, and the future was something tangible that could be molded if they tried hard enough, or perhaps even just wished for it.
But not always. It was too idealistic to think otherwise.
Magiore's arm was snug around Durumi's waist as they walked, holding her close. He let her go, however, as she moved to kneel in the snow, pushing a large ball into what would eventually be the base for a snowman. Magiore stooped to scoop up a handful himself - and found a snowball spiking against his leg, cold and wet.
He stared at it, then lifted his head and stared at Durumi, wide eyed and open mouthed. And then it morphed into something else, a slow smile curving his lips upwards.
"Oh, I see how it is," Magiore said, and flung his handful towards her, aiming at her side.
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Posted: Sun Jan 07, 2018 12:36 pm
She looked over at him. Her gaze drifting away.
"We were together Magiore, but we suffered. I didn't want that future again." Her hand also fell to her stomach, where once upon a time, there was a child between them. A child, she thought, that had taken her powers and caused her to be defenseless. A child, she thought sadly, that would never be born.
"I already changed more then I thought I could." She hands dug into the snow, "And I kept something from breaking open." But the cost was breaking herself. Over and over and over again.
Chaos didn't tinge at her though, and his smile, which was amazing was looking at her. It was hard not to feel the absolute warmth of love in her body, chasing doubts away.
"Do you now?" She blinked innocently at him, her weapons assembled. His snow ball aimed true and hit her in the side, powdered snow clinging to her jacket. Her eyes narrowed playfully and she launched another snowball at him. Only to distract him though, because she quickly snuck up to trip him into a snow bound. He didn't know it, but her goal was to get a little snow on his neck just to spook him.
She smiled widely at the thought of catching her lover by surprise.
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2018 7:16 am
"I don't, either."
He still remembered how it had been. How painful it had all seemed, how hard they had struggled. That future was not set in stone, but it was still in his mind - in both of their minds, not so easily set aside and forgotten. Regardless of whether or not it had brought them together, it still haunted their thoughts, dogged their path; a continual and constant reminder of how things could be.
Magiore didn't want to think about that. Or about anything other than the softness of Durumi's face or the way she was looking at him, all doe eyed and sweet and innocent even as she threw her next snowball at him. He made a small sound of surprise, stooping to scoop up another handful, and felt Durumi's ankle catch around his own, clearly intent on tripping him up. Arms stretched out in an attempt at keeping himself from faceplanting into a snowdrift, but he still fell to one knee, Magiore twisting around to look at Durumi.
"Oh, playing that way, are we?" he said, a little breathlessly, and felt the weight of the earlier moment begin to lift. It felt like a long time since he'd been able to smile this way; that he'd been able to just...lose himself in something silly and fun and relaxed with Durumi. Girlfriend felt like such an inadequate moniker for her. She was so much more than that.
Magiore reached out with a playful growl, trying to wrap an arm around her legs to tug her off balance.
"What are you trying to do there, hmm?"
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2018 12:04 pm
"Of course my love." She most definitely was after the sudden exposure of neck reaching. If she could just get close enough to him, she'd be able to drop the snow right down his jacket and watch.
"W...Wait, Magiore!" He took her by the legs, her weight buckling and falling to the ground with a small oomph as butt hit soft white diamond snow.
Her hands buried in the snow as she laughed, and kept laughing, for the first time in a long time. It was hard to imagine that the same woman not even 15 minutes before had a panicked hard look in her eyes.
She reached over to pull herself up, using Magiore's jacket and chest as he was much larger then herself and scooted herself closer to him. "I was going to put snow down your sweater." She noted somberly, "But you're lucky because I find you terribly handsome and am distracted by your face." She leaned in, pressing her lips to his and pulling back.
"We're going to need coffee after this romp in the..." Her hand came up, shoveling some of the snow up and letting it drop. "It's like jewels." She looked over at him, "It's the prettiest snow I've seen in Destiny City in all the time I've been here."
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2018 4:31 pm
He let out an uncharacteristic shout of laughter as Durumi collapsed onto the slow, his arms winding around her legs to try and drag her closer. Cold snow pressed against him from all sides, but Durumi was warm and laughing and tugging at his jacket, and after a bit of wrangling, he managed to get her against his chest, sitting down in the snow. She was half in his lap, eyes bright, and Magiore leaned into the kiss she offered with a sense of pure happiness and relief that she was here and she was alive and she was safe.
"I'm that distracting?" he asked, smiling at her, and there was no one else in the world who got his smiles. Magiore was not an expressive person under normal circumstances, after all; eternally stoic and calm faced, it took something special or a great deal of effort to change that.
Durumi was the sole exception.
His gaze flickered towards the snow, then back to her face again, Magiore watching the way her eyes lit up, the glittering snow reflected in her eyes. It had taken a little bit of getting used to a new color of them, but the red suited her, somehow; made her more of what she already was.
He pressed a hand against her back, rubbing gently.
"Are you happy?" he asked her softly. "Because I am."
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Posted: Sun Jan 14, 2018 11:54 pm
Since she was contently warm against his embrace, there was no point to ruining the mood by dumping piles of snow in his shirt. That would be just cruel. Plus he was bright and filled with laughter, something she hadn't seen in a long time.
"Of course I am." She rested her head on his shoulder, "You've made me the happiest. Wasn't that something that's always been the same as the future." She laced her hands through his. "I wouldn't be happy without you, that is for sure." She waited, "Or Tatsuya, but you both are the most important people to me in my life." She took a deep breath.
"Will we stay like that?" She played with his fingers, "Will you keep me till I die and am reborn, and we meet again?" She shook her head.
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Posted: Mon Jan 15, 2018 7:43 pm
Her words warmed him; a sweet and lovely reminder of her presence and her heart in his life. Magiore's fingers curled automatically to meet hers, larger and slightly rougher, and even wearing gloves, they seemed to fit together in a way that felt right.
"Tatsuya is a good man," he admitted, bending to kiss Durumi's nose affectionately before drawing back. "But I am glad to be the one that holds your heart."
He could not have imagined his life without her. It felt too entwined, too complete, too important to ever consider the idea of her presence not with him. Her warmth, her smiles, her soft hands touching his, her sweet eyes, filled with joy and brightness as she looked at him. Magiore lifted his free hand, trailing fingers down the side of Durumi's face, tenderly smoothing back a few stray hairs from her forehead.
"From now until forever," he promised, hand lingering at her temple. A thumb brushed her skin. "Regardless of that future, regardless of how things will turn out, you and I will always be with one another."
His expression was achingly adoring, Magiore's gaze resting on hers. The words came out before he could stop them.
"Marry me?"
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