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It was during their efforts to pass through a crowd of roaring demolition derby spectators that an alien feeling gradually pulled JD Wells out of her surroundings. Anxiety? Panic? Her? She was the type to rescue wallflowers from the corners of rooms. Always a part of the in-crowd and never had a bad thought to spare toward her fellow human beings. Now, it felt as if these hundreds of strangers fluttering by were hunting her. Circling in on her. Her mind screamed that an attack was imminent, but from what angle? JD froze, her breathing short and rapid, beads of sweat breaking across her skin.

A tidal wave of memories rolled into her. The riot.

It wasn't much farther ahead where Noah's attention flicked back toward the sound of tearful choking in his wake. He could only speculate as he hauled JD out of the gathering and let her retreat into a still side passage where the festivities had become a dull drone. He took a knee in front of her huddled form, hopefully putting himself between her and... whatever had turned this lioness into a trembling lamb. After deducing that the fleet of hyper children dashing by were just that, he swiveled back around and felt her head fall against his chest.

Does a sign of trust always have to be such a surprise?
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I cannot stress enough the importance of stock images. That includes taking pictures of yourself, fellow artists!

Noah's looking a little too shocked imo, but it's not ridiculously far off the mark. I really like this moment in the main story and just had to put it on canvas. Why yes, I do have an overdramatized, sappy song that inspired this scene - thanks for asking!: "Fix You" cover by Joseph William Morgan . The original Coldplay track I sing as a joke in the face of first-world problems literally all the time, and here I am attaching something I personally find emotional onto it. Bwuahahaha.

In arc one, the main cast is rendered homeless and unable to be remembered by other people, hence all the grunge. Somebody needs a haircut.

Sword and Shield go hand-in-hand. Living up to that metaphor, Noah and JD go through a tremendous amount of ice-breaking that only they can accomplish together. The first arc follows these two around almost exclusively and they are a DREAM to work with due to how outrageously removed they are in terms of personality and sense of purpose. I like to view these two through the lens of the masculine(offense) and feminine(defense). This dyad is designed to fill in the holes left vacant by the adjacent force (that is the dirtiest thing I've unintentionally ever said). What I understand is that both succeed and suffer differently but equally, and neither side is given too much to handle as long as the other is there to lend a hand.

You can even see it in their presentation, how one is clearly more haggard than the other. Obstacles of the flesh are what occupy Noah. He works things out by dealing and receiving physical stimuli, his logic being body-based. Whether he manages to break down a foe or if it be his own bones that wind up breaking, he's going to come out of that struggle with a better sense of himself. He can handle and derive meaning from pain. JD, concerned with matters of the heart and social cohesion, doesn't get any kind of profound feedback from something so corporeal as pain. As a result, pain doesn't seem intent on finding her (which is why her "powers" are outsourced to a beast companion - oppositely, Noah's powers are entirely martial). She is able to access realms of understanding Noah simply cannot. Not without her help. And vice-versa.

Aaaand I think I'm done talking about stuff that some smart guy probably already came up with 1000 years ago and expressed far more succinctly. In summary, I love these two. ;_;

Also someone needs to delete orange from my computer. This is ridiculous.

Description
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It was during their efforts to pass through a crowd of roaring demolition derby spectators that an alien feeling gradually pulled JD Wells out of her surroundings. Anxiety? Panic? Her? She was the type to rescue wallflowers from the corners of rooms. Always a part of the in-crowd and never had a bad thought to spare toward her fellow human beings. Now, it felt as if these hundreds of strangers fluttering by were hunting her. Circling in on her. Her mind screamed that an attack was imminent, but from what angle? JD froze, her breathing short and rapid, beads of sweat breaking across her skin.

A tidal wave of memories rolled into her. The riot.

It wasn't much farther ahead where Noah's attention flicked back toward the sound of tearful choking in his wake. He could only speculate as he hauled JD out of the gathering and let her retreat into a still side passage where the festivities had become a dull drone. He took a knee in front of her huddled form, hopefully putting himself between her and... whatever had turned this lioness into a trembling lamb. After deducing that the fleet of hyper children dashing by were just that, he swiveled back around and felt her head fall against his chest.

Does a sign of trust always have to be such a surprise?
~

I cannot stress enough the importance of stock images. That includes taking pictures of yourself, fellow artists!

Noah's looking a little too shocked imo, but it's not ridiculously far off the mark. I really like this moment in the main story and just had to put it on canvas. Why yes, I do have an overdramatized, sappy song that inspired this scene - thanks for asking!: "Fix You" cover by Joseph William Morgan . The original Coldplay track I sing as a joke in the face of first-world problems literally all the time, and here I am attaching something I personally find emotional onto it. Bwuahahaha.

In arc one, the main cast is rendered homeless and unable to be remembered by other people, hence all the grunge. Somebody needs a haircut.

Sword and Shield go hand-in-hand. Living up to that metaphor, Noah and JD go through a tremendous amount of ice-breaking that only they can accomplish together. The first arc follows these two around almost exclusively and they are a DREAM to work with due to how outrageously removed they are in terms of personality and sense of purpose. I like to view these two through the lens of the masculine(offense) and feminine(defense). This dyad is designed to fill in the holes left vacant by the adjacent force (that is the dirtiest thing I've unintentionally ever said). What I understand is that both succeed and suffer differently but equally, and neither side is given too much to handle as long as the other is there to lend a hand.

You can even see it in their presentation, how one is clearly more haggard than the other. Obstacles of the flesh are what occupy Noah. He works things out by dealing and receiving physical stimuli, his logic being body-based. Whether he manages to break down a foe or if it be his own bones that wind up breaking, he's going to come out of that struggle with a better sense of himself. He can handle and derive meaning from pain. JD, concerned with matters of the heart and social cohesion, doesn't get any kind of profound feedback from something so corporeal as pain. As a result, pain doesn't seem intent on finding her (which is why her "powers" are outsourced to a beast companion - oppositely, Noah's powers are entirely martial). She is able to access realms of understanding Noah simply cannot. Not without her help. And vice-versa.

Aaaand I think I'm done talking about stuff that some smart guy probably already came up with 1000 years ago and expressed far more succinctly. In summary, I love these two. ;_;

Also someone needs to delete orange from my computer. This is ridiculous.