Chaos is God in a system of true disorder. And I seek to my title of God, I have no care for whoever crumples to nothing in my persuit to achieve such.
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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑- 𝐃𝐎 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌? .ೃ࿐ᴱᶜʰᵒˡᵒᶜᵃᵗⁱᵒⁿ
And I felt love for the first time, whilst all he felt when he saw me was the triumph of his deceit.-A Palace Of Ulric Labyrinths, Elvira Crest.
࿐SÉRAPH࿐ |Than|
THE PLANET OF Than was certainly indecisive when it came to its weather. Some miles down, snow beat viciously into the grass, concealing all presence of natured green. From where Séraph remained, once again swallowed by the crowd of bodies belonging to Than civilians, she could feel the touch of the suns, patting and caressing her on the scalp of her head like loving mothers, guiding her body slick through the crowd. She wasn't one to complain, she and Scarlet were accustomed to the regular change of environment, and the drastic change of time when it came to their missions. In all honesty, that seemed to be the only thing that she hated about their missions, that and the fact that they came to an end.
"Oh, Scaaarlet," Séraph spoke in a sing-song, eyes cutting to the man in question some bodies away from her, going in the same direction. A smirk broke her face as his eyes cut in her direction, his stride unwavering as they continued on.
"What do you want?" he asked back rudely into the device in his ear. He wasn't fooling her though, Séraph had grown up around Scarlet long enough to know how to read his tone, analyse the shifts of his movement. He was usually velvety in his ways, but every so and now on their missions, she would see a miniature slip-up, proof of his feeling.
"Scarlet," Séraph repeated in the same dovey manner, getting an irked 'what' from her raven-haired companion. To be truthful, Séraph didn't have much to say to him, all she wanted was to hear his voice, rope herself from her own thoughts and away from the horrible ambience of Than's streets. "I forgot," she mumbled with faux disappointment, smiling at the grumbled insult Scarlet sent her way.
I guess that helped in a way.
A quarter of an hour must have passed until the found themselves in the neon districts of Than' streets. The previously warm-lit lights were no longer in sight, the rainbow streams of light flickering and dashing across the pupils of Séraph's eyes as she took everything in. What a sight. She found herself drawn to the store with holographic displays, watching and taking the fluid sways of the figures they generated.
"Séra," came that familiar voice, the hand on her shoulder not taking her by surprise as it would've have if it weren't for the warmth of the man she recognised as her brother. She turned to Scarlet who now stood beside her, looking at her with creased brows. Scarlet towered over her by an inch and a half, the difference in height was not big as they watched each other from a balanced eye level. "I-" He tussled with his words, opening and closing his mouth for whatever failed condolence trying to make its way out.
