#ask inquires of the cloud

@kazeofthemagun​ has been busy: 

[kazeofthemagun]

His cape and trousers lay on the grass near the stream as the Hunter occupied himself with crouching low in the water, sharp gaze scanning below the surface intently. The man’s hand awaited submerged while he remained eerily still, no motion betraying his presence to the creatures meandering beneath.

Something caught his eye and a grip of steel was upon a scaly back in an instant, lifting up the unfortunate thrashing animal and before it so much as had a semblance of a chance to slip away, the one-handed Windarian simply bit into its head, killing it - and holding onto it effectively. Those sharp canines had their uses.

Hearing a rustle of foliage, a head of dark red hair turned, a similar shade of crimson now trickling down his chin, traveling down his neck; Painting the warrior in the gruesome shade of a newest kill. He took the fish out of his mouth and tossed it in White Cloud’s direction - the carcass landing with a wetthwackupon a small pile. Someone had been busy.

Deciding it was, in fact, enough meat for now - the gunmage washed clean the blood and rose into a stand, walking out of the river onto dry sand.

“Got fish.” He said, picking up his clothing and beginning to put it back on. A cue to start a fire - there would be plenty to eat that evening.

_{Sometimes his counterpart just disappears. Sometimes he just leaves the prince alone with his thoughts or whatever he’s busy doing and this time it was setting up a campsite for the night while the Windarian slipped off to the nearby stream. There’s rustling through the local fauna as the prince floats to go find his companion only to find him low within the rushing water and suddenly with lightning fast reflexes he watches the Wind Warrior snatch a fish from the waters and soon those sharpened canines are digging into the back of it’s head to kill it in one blow.}

_{There’s a sigh that leaves the prince as he watches and his brows upturn as the carcass of the beast is tossed in his direction and lands on top of the pileof them making the most unpleasant of sounds. There’s bloodrunning down Black Wind’s face but yet all the Cloud Prince can bring himself to do is half smile.} 

_{“I’ll start a fire.”  He sounds with a grin his tone as hands start to move to roll white sleeves up until their up past his elbows.  “Do you need help carrying all this or are you fine?”} 

A Prince’s Thoughts || Always Accepting

@wyrdify​ asked:

+ what do you like to do for fun?

“Oh my I’m afraid I have not done anything for leisure in some time, but when I was a boy - Ah even then I did not have muchfree time but when I didI loved to read. I would read whatever book I could get my hands on anything and everything from fiction to textbooks.  Medical journals to fantasy, I did not care. I simply lovedto read. I also greatly enjoy painting.  I love to paint and to draw. I love to dance as well. I can sing too! Oh and I love to do so but … I have not done so in some time. 

I also - I had a habit of running off to the ruins that were scattered through the kingdom. I had to … sneak out though. Getting past most of the palace guards was always easy but getting past Revon was … not.  My mist trick only worked so many times and then I had to start getting creative. Revon would also next to never remove his mask due to the nature of his own mist.  

But I loved  to explore and learn about everything that was left by those before us. I adored it. I would - I would explore Wonderland more but I’m afraid I just no longer have the time.” 

A Prince’s Thoughts || Always Accepting

@deathleads​ asked:

+ would you ever wish to visit Amestris?

_{“Somehow I do not think I would fit in well  there but I think it might be an interesting experience. I have seen glimpses of many worlds and met many different kinds of species due to living in Wonderland. Misterican by birth I may be but one could call me a Wonderlander now. It is my home, just like all the rest who are trapped here.  I have seen Earthwith the rest of my human companions but I think this Amestris could be intriguing. Perhaps I could also see this Xing.I would like to learn of new places and new cultures - I always find them fascinating.}  

_{Though I do not know how I would better blend in with the populace. I can only assume my appearance would draw staresand I can’t imagine this Amestris to be a country to welcome the idea of open carry as Misterica did. I cannot simply leave the Maken behindyou see. There are complicationsshould I do so. However if we could get around the few complications, I would certainly visit. I would love to see where Eversti and the others come from. Perhaps I could understand them and their magic a little better.”} 

A Prince’s Thoughts || Always Accepting

@lady-quen​ asked:

+ Black Wind’s manners

_{“Whatever Black Wind had of manners got lost right along with his memories.”The Prince practically snarlsas his arms come up in a huff to cross over his chest in irritation.} 

_{“That man has never had proper manners and I don’t think he ever will. He’s never been exactly what one would refer to as sensitive to other’s needs. Somehow the Gods have cursed me because I managed have my soul bound counterpart be an adult with the emotional capacity of a toddler. I had better manners than that man when I was six.He is quite possibly the rudest more crude being I have ever met in exclusion of those poor excuses of underlings that were working in Gaudium.} 

_{Black Wind says little and hardly lets you ever know what’s going on in that head of his. It’s taken me yearsto be able to read him even remotely correctly. He speaks more with his gaze than anything else. He never says please or thank you.  He never shows gratitudefor basically anything and he is completely disrespectful of another’s culture. Especially mine.  Personal boundaries mean nothingto him and treating another with proper respect is practically unheard of. Especiallyif its me.} 

_{I don’t think that man will call me anything other than boyeven when we’re hundreds of years old. He’s infuriating.  He disrespects my culture, my people, my ways of life, and my personal space! He’s on me for everythingand even appears out of seemingly thin air to judge every new acquaintance I make. Dare I call someone friend,Black Wind will suddenly be summoned to approve of them.  His manners are so lackinghe does not even introducehimself.Ever.}  

_{I am introducing us as a pairat nearly every turn while he stands there silently and glares. The object of a first impression meansnothingto him. In turn, with the way he acts it also reflects on us both and I feel as though he hardly considers this and if he does then he hardly cares.  He makes the pairof us look bad with his ever present attitude.  I’m almost positive if the man ever spoke a word of proper manners he’d fall over dead if he was forced to say please!}  

_{Black Wind’s manners absolutely have room for improvement in every area…”}

“_{But I can read him better than anyone and he means well. He just doesn’t talk much. I don’t mind talking for both of us. I can do that for him. His senses are keen and he’s almost never wrong when he tells me not to trust someone. He knows how to shut down a conversation when I can’t and he’s stopped me from agreeing to some things I didn’t want to do but he could tell I didn’t know how to say no.He’s always had my back in that regard. He’s stopped plenty of people from taking advantage of me because he knows I struggle with putting my own needs first.} 

_{He’s also gone so far as to help with small things like merchants trying to haggle a price out of me that far exceeds an items worth. He never doesanything but his presence always makes them think twice. It’s because of these things why I don’t go shopping for supplies alone.  He is also the reason I can detect lies so well. It’s not just my hearing, he taught me what to listen for. When I was just a boy, he made a game of it and trained me in the art of both performing the action and seeing through one as well.} 

_{He doesn’t talk much but when he does it’s always important. He doesn’t talk much but I listen when he does. He’s - a strange crude rudeman. I don’t think I’ve ever heard him introduce himself in my whole life and I don’t think I ever will but that’s… alright. I can do the talking for both of us, I have had more than enough practice with public speaking in my childhood. I know how to speak to people from all walks of life for the most part.} 

_{He is my opposite in every way but I suppose for being my soul bound counterpart that is what he is supposedto be. I have more than enough etiquette for us both.”} 

A Prince’s Thoughts || Always Accepting

@dragonofthestone​ asked:

+ Stars/Constellations

also his thoughts on stringed instruments

(A curious question/s from Tim)

_{“Oh they are quite beautiful, no? I often find myself at peace when the sky turns dark and it becomes a canvas of cosmic glitter. To find patterns within their paths is a very human trait. Misterica did not partake in such a thing. We did not see to find ways to see our stories etched in the heavens because we are born of them. Sky Child do not long for the sky you see. We are the Sky.  I am one with that glittering canvas for from the Celestial Mother I was born.} 

_{To think we all exist within the grand plane that she bestowed upon us. To see the night’s sky is truly a glance at seeing her splendor. That cosmic twinkle that exists above our heads in an inky black canvas is the Celestial Mother’s masterpiece laid out for her children and the ground bound alike to gaze upon her majesty.”} 

_{“As for stringed instruments I very much enjoy them. Did you know we Mistericans can mimic the sound with our mist?  Most stringed instruments can be mimicked with a task known as Mist Plucking and it is when a Misterican releases a steady breath and on the strings of our Mist we mimic the sound of it’s vibration we can mimic the sound of a stringed instrument. It takes intense focus and much practice to be able to perform so it was not a commontrait and most would just stick to a standard version of the instrument. Every color makes it’s own vibrations and sounds you see so they all sound different.} 

_{The Instrument one could mimic was dependent on the color of their mist you see. This is also why most just struck to a standard version of the instrument in question, and as I’m sure you’re well aware there were just some instruments - non stringed that we could not mimic with such a feat. I think they are quite beautiful however. I adore the sound of a beautiful arrangement melding together.”} 

A Prince’s Thoughts || Always Accepting

@galeleads​ asked:

+ family

_{“Family? I - I miss them. I miss all of them. I miss Father and Mother and Brother. I miss … even though they were not of my blood Opettaja Valo and Revon and Safiirin - I miss them as well.  They were not of my blood but they spent so much time with me they may as well have been. Revon was at my side near my every waking moment. He was my personal guard so it was his job to do so but I fear this blurs the line of professionalism but I loved him. He was like a second father to me.} 

_{Revon spent more time with me than most of my family. I spent a lot of time with Safiirin as well. She was Brother’s guard and since we were almost always together naturally that means both of our guards were present. There was a time once - when Brother and I were fighting and he refuses to speak to me. I could not understand Brother’s point of view or his feelings on the subject nor could he understand mine.} 

_{He was - frustratedbecause I would not stand up for myself and yell back when the Piipsa spoke to me disrespectfully.  He was frustratedbecause despite not wanting to dosome of the things the Religious Council required of me, I would simply obey what they asked of me silently instead of expressing my opinion on the matter.  I tried to explain to him why I was approaching the situation in question the way I was but instead he just grew cross with me and yelled at me instead.} 

_{There was a time when Revon and Safiirin traded charges for a moment to speak to us both privately. They needed to help us both come to an understanding of the other’s point of view. I suppose in a way you could say Revon and Safiirin were not just our personal guards but also like an Uncle or an Aunt to us. I love them both. They were always with us, no matter what - so I grew quite fond of them.} 

_{And Opettaja Valo, he was  - just my literature and history professor but he was also … like family. I saw him nearly every day and he would always pause lessons or listen to me when I needed it. I was never just the holy vessel to any of them. I was more than just the prince. They were like family to me.} 

_{is that odd?”}  

A Prince’s Thoughts || Always Accepting

@lady-quen​wants to know about one round boy: 

+ BIFFLES

(I blame @bishonenprince​, that creature is beautiful)

_{“Biffles? You mean Sora’s friend? Wait he called him his child. I think it is a spirit from within Sora’s heart. He said that that creature is supposed to bring one good dreams and to ease one’s heart and I must say it does.  I have not slept so soundly as I did when that creature was cuddled up close to me. I find myself overcome with the urge to hold it near constantly.  It makes my chest feel warm and it makes it a bit easier to breathe.}  

_{But oh it is so very round.  I have never seen a creature so roundandbouncy before. It is quite strange but no stranger than Windarian espers. I think that is part of it’s charm. I wonder if there are other kinds of creatures like it. I have found myself simply infatuated with the beast. I don’t know how it did it but I was swayedat first sight. I find myself carrying it absent mindedly when we travel and it never seems to mind.} 

_{It makes me feel at ease somehow. Oh I am so fond of that small blue creature. Sora is lucky to have such a friend. “}