Nothing but a puppet...

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Those who betray the gods end up controlled by them

During his failed attempt to overthrow fal'Cie rule, Cid Raines was cursed to become a pawn of Barthandelus. Concealing his l'Cie status as he continues to lead the Cavalry, Raines pursues his Focus of supporting and guiding Lightning and her companions along the path to Cocoon’s destruction.

After defying his Focus and falling in battle against the fugitive l'Cie, Raines turns to crystal. He is later revived by Barthandelus to serve as the new Primarch -- a puppet with the sole purpose of inciting conflict among the people of Cocoon.

His soul remained in the chaos for a time. Pain, regret and despair being the only things known to him. Until he awoke one day not knowing for what purpose or why he'd returned.
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Put two people in my ask and I’ll tell you which I’d rather sleep with.

(Source: olvidare)

whiskeyrifles:

thelatecidraines:

whiskeyrifles:

thelatecidraines:

whiskeyrifles:

thelatecidraines:

"Ah- Are ya sure? I can go with…" He didn’t want him to think he’d be become a lazy bum. But there was also a nagging need to rest a while longer if only so he would stop feeling so drained. 

"It’s fine. I’ll see you later." With that he went out the door. Not sure if he would keep to his word or not.

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whiskeyrifles:

thelatecidraines:

whiskeyrifles:

thelatecidraines:

Setting the bottle down he forced himself to sit up. “I was jus’ gettin’ used to stayin’ in bed fer once.” Still in his towel quickly pulled the longest parts of his hair back into their usual ponytail.

"Stay in bed then. I’ll go figure things out on my own." He gave him a light pat on his shoulder and went for the door. "Just relax for once. I’ll be back eventually." He did things better on his own anyway.

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#whiskeyrifles  

crystallinedia whispered,

Ø

She’s a strange girl. But not in a bad way. If anything she has a warmth that radiates from her that tells of kindness. She’s still just a child even though she and Fang are technically older then I am by hundreds of years.

I can tell she feels guilty, always trying to help fix problems she thinks she can help with. And even though none of what’s really happened is her fault, she blames herself.

All Fang ever wanted to do was find her during the time I spent with her. I wonder why they choose to be apart now. It seems odd.

Hn, odd is the summation of how I would describe her, but I’ll never tell her that. It would be rude.

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#crystallinedia  

whiskeyrifles:

thelatecidraines:

He mumbled after the other shit the door. “Not if the person that’s with you is toxic.” He resigned himself to wait though, laying back and having a drink from last night’s leftover rum.

After a bit he opened the door, clad in only a towel as he used another to dry his hair. “It’s all yers, now.” Smiling lightly he sat on the bed and stretched his arms one at a time.

He set the bottle down, pushing it aside and gave the other a nod. His gaze lingered a little longer than necessary before he got up and shut the bathroom door a little harder then he should have behind himself. He took his time in the shower. After drying off he quickly got dressed again before emerging from the bathroom, the only signs of him having taken one was his now fresh face and his hair still being wet.

"Where to then? You know the area better then I do I’m sure."

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#whiskeyrifles  

whiskeyrifles whispered,

Yanks at his hair and smirks. "Payback."

”-!!!”

-Glares. How rude.-

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whiskeyrifles:

thelatecidraines:

He stayed silent for a moment, looking away from him. “Why do you want to? I don’t understand you… But I suppose another day couldn’t hurt.”

“‘Cause it’s better than bein’ alone…” He mumbled. Before the other could respond he slid off of the bed and headed for the bathroom. “I’m gunna shower first alright?” Quickly shutting the door he resisted the urge to apologize again.

He mumbled after the other shit the door. “Not if the person that’s with you is toxic.” He resigned himself to wait though, laying back and having a drink from last night’s leftover rum.

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whiskeyrifles:

thelatecidraines:

"…and just what would we do?" He was uneasy about it, but he really had nowhere else to be. He just didn’t want things to end badly again.

"We could stay here another night…see if we can find some work..Then go from there." He gave the other a hopeful smile. "It’s better then splittin’ up.."

He stayed silent for a moment, looking away from him. “Why do you want to? I don’t understand you… But I suppose another day couldn’t hurt.”

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play with my muse’s hair and see how they respond!

yeskeptin:

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(Source: rpprompts)

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whiskeyrifles:

He shrugged. “I don’t know. I’ll…

"…and just what would we do?" He was uneasy about it, but he really had nowhere else to be. He just didn’t want things to end badly again.

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