I’m still on a hiatus and moving blogs but I just wanted to say I need more sinja in my life and I’m hoping once I move blogs I’ll get it.
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I’m moving ALL of my rps on this blog to a new one. In case you’ve been wondering where I’ve been.
If you see a random blog reblog your stuff, don’t worry, it’s just me.
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I’m not explaining it much further than that. If you have questions feel free to message me I will respond.
I will NOT be doing any replies on this blog until further notice.
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I have to go draw masrur in a tutu
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"It doesn’t matter how I got away, all that matters is that I did. I was miserable. I couldn’t stand what I had done. Couldn’t live with the fact that I was like that." He took a deep breath. "No I don’t think I’m any better than anyone. I’m probably worse…. No. I am worse than everyone around me. Most of them don’t even know. They don’t know the person I truly am. The monster that lives inside me. I know it’s never going to go away. I try to pretend that it will. I want it to, but it never will. It doesn’t matter what Sinbad does or how much he tried to change me, I’ll never truly change.”
He looked down wanting to hold himself. “I don’t regret leaving though, I have a good life here, and while I know I’ll never be quite the same as everyone else, I don’t care. I’m happy. I’m happy in Sindria. I’m happy with the people I consider family. I’m happy with Sinbad. I won’t ever regret the things that led me to him.”
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She would accept help…if she were sick for real. If it were something that could be healed. But her weakness couldn’t be. Healed, that is. There was no way people could bring back her lost lifespan.
The only thing she could do, was helping and working as much as she could, just to help others as much as she could. Even if it wasn’t healthy at all.
The magician looked up at the man at her side and sighed. “Let me explain how magic works…”, she started quietly. “Magicians use magoi to cast spells”, a ball of water appeared in the air. “And if they have only few magoi left, they need to regain magoi. It’s a little like regaining concentration and strength by relaxing and sleep. The thing is, that magoi is a power of energy that needs to be repoduced by human cells. And the more magoi they reproduce, the more more cells die. Als cells are the base…well…the base of life itself. With dying cells the body is dying, too”, her voice cracked, and she cleared her throat. “Magnostadt…has three barriers casted by a huge amount of magicians, so they only need to use a few magoi for it. But here…I am the only one keeping up the barrier….and that means…well…”, her voice cracked again, but she managed to smile. “I am not sick, Ja’Far. It’s my body. It dies.”
Ja’far tried to listen to what she was saying. He could understand most of it. It wasn’t like he was completely ignorant to the way things worked. Magoi was life and he’s always known that. He didn’t always understand what that meant though. Even as the woman tried to explain it to him he couldn’t quite grasp it. He wanted to, he really wanted to understand what the woman was telling him. He wanted to know why she was apparently dying. Ja’far took a deep breath sitting on the edge of the bed. He could handle this, if what she said would make sense to him. He was good at handling things like this.
He took her hands very softly. “I think I understand, my mind might be rejecting the information you’re trying to feed me though. Isn’t there a way we can stop this. There are other magicians in Sindria, they can help you keep up the barrier can’t they?”
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It was quiet. Yamuraiha felt fear…and pain. What if he commited suicide slowly while she had been talking to him? She wanted to say something, but found no words. Everything was spoken, she couldn’t say anything more. But then she heard a slam. At leats he lived. He didn’t do anything to himself - not yet at least.But the relief didn’t last long. As long as he was locked in there anything could happen. But then the boy spoke.
The bluehaired smiled and wiped away some tears. “That’s fine by me. If this will happen, I will hand the weapon of choice to you myself. But please, don’t worry…I promise, I won’t treat you as others did before.”
And a woman like her kept her promises, even if it would get difficult. She stayed, where she was. And waited for him to open the door.
He took a deep breath sitting against the door for a few moments. He wasn’t ready to face her again just yet. Honestly he didn’t want to open the door and have to look at her. See the fucking pity in her eyes. It wasn’t like he had much of a choice though. He had to open the door. That was the deal he made with her. Ja’far took another deep breath moving away from the door. He unlocked and opened it looking anywhere but at the woman. Ja’far couldn’t stand to see a crying woman, even though he never had much luck with humans.
"I really don’t want to have to deal with you always clinging to me. Okay. The deal was I’d live, but just leave ma alone." Maybe he could jump in front of a car. She’d probably think that it was an accident. It would be a good way to deal with his situation. "I don’t really like people. I’m sorry I that upsets you." He wasn’t sorry about it at all.
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"Don’t worry you’re not my favorite person either but you’re less..expressionless? than Masrur haha" He laughed at the thought of him hugging Masrur and asking if he liked it and him saying yes with that neutral look. "Alright then..May I have a tiny hug?"
Sharrkan was in a really good mood and as he saw Ja’far, he jumped on his back and hugged him. “Ja’faaar~”
Ja’far chose not to say anything about being able to get hugs from Masrur. It was easier for him than most. With a small sigh Ja’far held out his arms. “Come on then, if you want a hug come get one.”
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Yamuraiha knocked at the door, again and again, scratched the wooden surface. Tears were running down her cheek.
"You…should fight…at least trying to. You probably already did, but…please, don’t give up. Life bears so many things…!", she tried to talk to him, to keep him from danger. It wasn’t easy though. This boy really have seemed to suffer a lot.
"Please…please….Give life another chance…", she begged him and sank down to her knees. "I promise, it can get better, and it will get better…I will help you. I promise!", Yamuraiha didn’t know what to say anymore. He was right. It was his life. And he had to decide what to do with it. But still…she didn’t want that. She didn’t want a human to die.
Ja’far was really quiet. He knew the woman would end up just like everyone else who had hurt him. One day she was going to turn her back on him as well. She was going to be as cruel and vile as every other person he has ever met and if she became like that then he was going to be left twice as broken. He took a deep breath. Slamming his head against the door pissed that he was letting someone talk him out of this.
“I don’t want to live any more, not sure why you think it’s important that I do.” Ja’far shook his head. This was stupid she wasn’t going to help him in anyway. “I promise not to kill myself, but, if you treat me even half as bad as anyone else. Not only will I proceed to off myself. I’m going to take you with me. If you think you can take that deal, and risk your own life, then I’ll come out. If you can’t then get out of here and leave me alone.”
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She smirks and nudges her elbow into his side. “Hmmm. Tempting. I’ll have to look that over soon.” She rolls her eyes. “Sharrkan is too busy at the brothels and out playing with his toothpick. Plus, he doesn’t know what’s up with Sinbad yet. So he’s keeping his distance.” After placing her cup on the floor, she pulls the quilt over her head and waves her arms slightly. “Boo I’m the ghost of idiots past. Boo-hoo-hoo”
Ja’far let out a soft snort before gently pushing the woman. “Knock it off. I’m getting a head ache already.” He let out a sigh looking over at the woman. “You know we could run away together if we wanted to. It’d be pretty easy, besides we get along with each other better than we do with anyone else.
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