fₒᵣgₑₜ ₘₑ ◞⠀𝓷͟օ͟𝔱͟

   ⁰¹   ▋      @holylies 
                         fate has a strange way of connecting 
                         those within its grasp.  ᴵ ᵈᵒ ⁿᵒᵗ ᵉˣᵖᵉᶜᵗ ᵗʰⁱˢ 
                         ᵗᵒ ᵇᵉ ᵃ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳᵃᵇˡᵉ ᵐᵉᵉᵗⁱⁿᵍ ᵃⁿʸʷᵃʸ.  you can
                         ignore me.  

     ⁰⁰   ▋    @blesseur 
                     it is a displeasing feeling,  isn't it?    ʰᵒˡᵈ ˢᵗⁱˡˡ
                     ⁿᵒʷ.       ₍  her  hands work quickly, 
                     wiping away at the wound to clean it.  he 
                     takes care to patch it,  deft fingers press 
                     the bandage  carefully.  ₎   of course, it
                     hurts  me.       ʸᵒᵘ ᵐᵘˢᵗ ʷᵃⁱᵗ ᶠᵒʳ ⁱᵗ ᵗᵒ ʰᵉᵃˡ. 

*  @tofadings  ›  i’ve never been hurt before, but it’s certainly new.   [it muses, carefully observing the cut that ran alongside the side of neriah’s arm.]   what do i do now, charlotte? does it hurt for you when it happens as well?

     ⁰⁰    ▋    @blesseur 
                             it was only a nick.    ᵃʳᵉ ʸᵒᵘ ˢᵒ ˢᵉⁿˢⁱᵗⁱᵛᵉ? 
                             you should be more careful. 

     ⁰⁰  ▋     @blesseur 
                         ?  I do not utter anything.   ⁱᵗ ⁱˢ ᵃⁿ ᵉᶜʰᵒ ᴵ
                         ᶜᵃⁿⁿᵒᵗ ᶜᵒⁿᵗʳᵒˡ.  they are passing thoughts.

*  @tofadings  ›  you utter such words beneath your breath for me to not hear, why? how kind, yet very cruel of you.

     ⁰⁰   ▋     @blesseur 
                          ₍ .. ₎    alright,  if that is what you desire.   ʸᵒᵘ ʷⁱˡˡ ˡⁱᵏᵉˡʸ ᶠᵒʳᵍᵉᵗ ᵃⁿʸʷᵃʸ 

       ⁰⁰   ▋   @blesseur 
            ⠀⠀⠀⠀      i cannot say I agree with them,  then.
                              ᴵ ᶠⁱⁿᵈ ᵐʸˢᵉˡᶠ qᵘⁱᵗᵉ ᵃ ᶜᵒˡᵈ ᵖᵉʳˢᵒⁿ.     ₍  he
                              tilts his head,  her index finger upon
                              her chin  and thumb beneath.   ₎

*  @tofadings  ›  [neriah’s eyes glance towards the other, the warmth emanating from it’s very skin despite the lack of proximity between the two of them.]   is it? many find it quite discomforting, in fact.

     ⁰⁰   ▋    @blesseur   
                           I have never expected you to be a furnace.     ⁱᵗ'ˢ qᵘⁱᵗᵉ ᶜᵒˢʸ.  ᶜᵒᵐᶠᵒʳᵗⁱⁿᵍ? 

   ⠀⁰²    ▋               identity?      memory? 
                the garden of recollections welcomed him. 
                but only as a way to stop one more cremator. 
                there was no warmth in his presence.    no
                recall  of  his  crimes, either.    he  was  simply
                known  as  what he is.    hell bent on  ending 
                THEM. 
             ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀a  memokeeper of sorts,  with no 
                semblance of a past.  it was all gone.  little
                by little, his existence is being stripped away.
                all because he believed there should be no 
                such thing to give such pain in reminiscence. 
            ⠀⠀⠀⠀      ⠀₍  ᴵ ᵃᵐ ᵗᵒ ʷᵃᵗᶜʰ ᵐʸˢᵉˡᶠ ᶠᵃᵈᵉ ᵃʷᵃʸ. ₎

⠀    ⁰¹ ⠀▋           memokeeper?     cremator? 
                value the things you once set to ruin.   life 
                had been unfair in its memories of yours.  
                there was  no value  in memory when it all 
                but brought you pain.
            ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ that is what you believed. 
                that  memory only allowed for pain to linger. 
                you toyed with what you should not have and
                thus you paid its price.   now, you seek solace 
                in the very thing you wanted to erase.  how 
                pitying it is.    truly. 
            ⠀⠀⠀  ⠀₍  ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ʷⁱˡˡ ᵇᵉ ⁿᵒ ᵐᵉᵐᵒʳʸ ᵒᶠ ᵐᵉ ˡᵉᶠᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵍʳⁱᵉᵛᵉ  ₎

⠀⠀   ⁰⁰ ⠀▋                 charlotte  ?    charlie  ? 
               most vaguely know him as a memokeeper. 
               many see him as a stranger.   none remember
               him as a cremator.     in fact,  very few  
               remember him at all.     
            ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀piece by piece, he is to 
               be erased from the very existence he toyed 
               with.       eventually, he will be forgotten and
               so will every memory of him.   as  if  he were 
               a bad dream   ;    forgotten.  
            ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀₍⠀ˢᵘᶜʰ ⁱˢ ᵗʰᵉ ᶜᵘʳˢᵉ ᵒᶠ ᵗʰᵉ ʳᵉᵐᵉᵐᵇʳᵃⁿᶜᵉ ⁱ ᵇᵃʳᵉ  ₎

huuuuh. fascinating! dunno how that would've happened, that's weird. ahh, don't worry! i'll fix it right up so you can race with no problem. ＼(￣▽￣)／

⃞ꗃ◦﹡҉⑉     @indomitia     :      ``     it was hot;  like .. really hot the more I drove. but the engine is new, ..  --  and i only topped the coolant this morning..    `` 

huh? oh, yeah — sure! i can do that. hm, hm ~   weird whirring, you said? did you notice anything else?

〝  (...) my engineer..? ＂ the thought of it alone made her hesitate to answer,  it bringing back unpleasant memories she wished to not remind herself about.  so she only smile in response after noticing she had gone silent,  choosing to not go into too much detail for now〝  this body of mine's was created so long ago,  that any existence of the one who created it have been lost to time.  i don't remember their name sadly.. ＂ she lied,  as much as she hated to do so.  but estelle didn't want to make the other uncomfortable,  as interested as prince was to know more

⃞ꗃ◦﹡҉⑉        @onguards      :      ``     oh, that's incredible.  what engineer gave you such a system?  is it meant to be something like your own regulator..?    ``   she looks up from their hands with a gleam in her eyes --  intrigue. she had always been into mechanics and functions, she simply jusf never got too into it all. 

〝  i'm happy i was able to help ＂a pat to the ither's head was given as she chuckled〝  it's a marvel,  isn't it?  i've had this function installed within for a long time.  i can even switch to my heating mode for when it's too cold ＂

⃞ꗃ◦﹡҉⑉        @afflamed       :         ``      you think so?  .. why?      ``   

"  ha,  you're right..  it's just,  well-  dissapointing.  and saddening on your part.  "

⃞ꗃ◦﹡҉⑉         @afflamed        :        ``    well,  i can't really control what people think of me ..  so it's best to just ignore them, right?  besides .. it's so loud everywhere, i can't hear them most of the time .      `` 

⃞ꗃ◦﹡҉⑉       @afflamed      :           shī jī stayed silent for the most part,  unable to find an excuse to ignore his reasoning.    she wanted to continue the race --  to not miss a singular one, but the reprimand she faced standing in front of her now seemed to be too much hassle to argue with.     ``    the backlash I'll get for missing a race ..   ``  she trailed off, forehead resting between the tips of her fingers and thumb as she leant against the arm of a chair.   the tightening grip didn't go unnoticed, but she made no move to comment upon it either    --  she simply looked between his hand and face,  offering a small, apologetic smile.     ``   i want to say i will rest,  but we both know I'll end up moving around and back on the track sooner rather than later.  my reputation is .. --  it  means more to me than anything.    `` 

ivor could see the frustration.  the note of worry,  mixed with the evident pain that appeared to her countenance. ⠀"  common or not...  it can still get worse.  especially if you try to push yourself in the process.  " ⠀his gaze would fall upon the injured limb,  a frown settled.  he didn't like to push her back from the race,  it is a crucial part to her. ⠀"  i know this is important to you,  but once you get back there you'll be jeopardizing your life over...  winning something.  " ⠀he'd add. ⠀"  success matters to everyone here,  yes.  but..  you need to stop being selfless this one time.  think about yourself.  " ⠀the grasp to her shoulder tightens lightly.  a silent assurance.

⃞ꗃ◦﹡҉⑉      @afflamed       :       ``   I'm..-  I'll be fine, thank you for the concern, really, but .. ``   she falls back with the gentle touch, not really wishing to try and fight her way out of this.  instead, she just slouched back,  grimacing at the dull pain.      ``     you don't have to care so much..  it's a common injury -   i can walk it off.   ``