Zack had been quiet, for a little bit, and Zack being quiet... always seemed so unnatural. True, this was in part because Angeal was no longer a part of the network they'd been on, but it had been a couple weeks since he'd spoken with Angeal personally, as well ( Read more... )

The short message requesting Angeal's presence in Midgar had been concerning. Every version of Gen whom Angeal had ever known had always been the talkative sort, prone to long-winded bouts of epic poetry and descriptive assessments. So when the version of Genesis whose children were Angeal's godchildren had contacted him, with such a short, vague ( Read more... )

Angeal... is in a bit of a quandary. "Does anyone know where I could purchase faded, iron-colored roofing shingles, in this Nexus? Preferably at discount?"

Genesis: There is a serene aura about this crimson ex-general, as he excitedly latched unto Angeal’s arm, guiding him down the fluorescent-lighted hall of the hospital wing. Nurses and doctors passed by with notice of the two, but were wisely silent in saying anything about it - Genesis wasn’t someone to be messed with, and even so now that he has ( Read more... )

( In here )

It had been some time, Angeal reflected, since the new unLOLed Nexus tea shop had started business. It looked quite quaint, and the surroundings reminded him of Gen's home, in Banora, before the town had been bombed. He didn't really feel like tea, at the moment, so he ordered a coffee instead, and sat in the courtyard outside, watching the ( Read more... )

((ooc: as a response, albeit out of game, to this.))

No one's hiding. Calm down. We're just not on the same site, anymore.

To all the people in Brawl: This is Lividun, Angeal's mun. I was purged from Brawl, a while ago. If you wanna keep RPing with me, that's awesome, but don't friend me, expecting to be on Brawl, 'k? Because I don't RP often enough to fulfill their requirements, anymore... ^^;;;;;;

(( OOC: As a response to this...))

As much as I could, considering you're in the next room.

The room was all set for a small party to take place. There was a red and burgundy "Happy Birthday, Genesis!" banner, and a few ribbony bows had been distributed, along the walls and ceiling. The red velvet cake was iced with the >|< symbol, and was surrounded in the poetic Loveless act summaries (in red), which spiraled around the cake, down the ( Read more... )