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Alhaitham sighed with relief as he quickly grabbed his headphones, checking them for any kind of damage. Once nothing could be found — he placed them snugly onto his head, using his index finger to tap it back into the right setting.

“ Have Kaveh receive my compensation on my behalf .. “ it didn’t the man a long time to come to a conclusion, looking back up at the duke and giving him a confirming nod.

“ just show me what papers to sign. “

The soft clanks of boots onto the metal floor that made of the fortress annoyed the gray haired male , surely this was a mistake right? His mint green eyes darted around, possibly attracting looks from the other inmates for his unusual attire.

As he continued his quest to look for the owner of this prison, his stomach growled. Causing the male to let out a hiss in frustration, first of all, he got arrested, wasn’t able to find a way out, and now he was hungry. What else could go wrong.

He stopped in his tracks, shaking his damp hair like that of a dog as he tried dry himself off. ‘ this place is creepy. ‘ He thought bitterly, curling a lip at the place that surrounded him.

@planted-knowledge

( ooc; do you prefer ask roleplays or threads? ^^ )

Wriothesley observed the man for a bit, awaiting for the perfect moment to talk to him. He already had taken the opportunity to read about him from his incarceration file and even if he didn't it wouldn't be hard to recognize the face of one of the people who saved Sumeru's archon a few months ago.

Speaking of archons it was because of one of those exaggerated laws from before the prophecy that the poor man got jailed for.

Wriothesley sighs and makes a mental note to send a letter to the Palais Mermonia regarding those laws later today. Some have already been reformed, but there's still a lot that have escaped their scrutiny due to rebuilding work and flood aid taking priority.

"Mister Scribe is it me you're looking for? I have something to discuss with you and I would like you to follow me into my office." He calls out.

"Before we go, I received the news that you will need some special accommodations, so do let me know what you need so we can arrange them for you" he continues.

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With a huff the scribe brought the cup of tea to his mouth, hesitantly taking a sip before placing his cup back onto the table, dragging his tongue around the inside of his mouth to see if this strange beverage was satisfactory.

“ Yeah, his mother left him in a lot of debt after she left for fontaine. We were.. good friends? During our studies at the Akademiya, along with our friends Cyno and Tighnari. We all try and chip in the best we can to help him climb out of his debt, it’s an aching process but as long as we’re helping, we don’t mind. “

He explained, his hand reaching instinctively towards his ear, a sour look crossing his features as he remembered that his headphones had been confiscated. But he chose to ignore the comment of him comprising to tell Kaveh he enjoyed the other’s company beyond comprehension.

“ Could I perhaps get my headphones back? I’m sure the medical file told you why I had them in the first place. “

He asked, curling his lip at the thought of the guard who quite literally snatched them off his head along with his sword, he remembered having to restrain himself from knocking that guard upside the head, that wouldn’t have been a good start for his new prison life.

The soft clanks of boots onto the metal floor that made of the fortress annoyed the gray haired male , surely this was a mistake right? His mint green eyes darted around, possibly attracting looks from the other inmates for his unusual attire.

As he continued his quest to look for the owner of this prison, his stomach growled. Causing the male to let out a hiss in frustration, first of all, he got arrested, wasn’t able to find a way out, and now he was hungry. What else could go wrong.

He stopped in his tracks, shaking his damp hair like that of a dog as he tried dry himself off. ‘ this place is creepy. ‘ He thought bitterly, curling a lip at the place that surrounded him.

@planted-knowledge

( ooc; do you prefer ask roleplays or threads? ^^ )

Wriothesley observed the man for a bit, awaiting for the perfect moment to talk to him. He already had taken the opportunity to read about him from his incarceration file and even if he didn't it wouldn't be hard to recognize the face of one of the people who saved Sumeru's archon a few months ago.

Speaking of archons it was because of one of those exaggerated laws from before the prophecy that the poor man got jailed for.

Wriothesley sighs and makes a mental note to send a letter to the Palais Mermonia regarding those laws later today. Some have already been reformed, but there's still a lot that have escaped their scrutiny due to rebuilding work and flood aid taking priority.

"Mister Scribe is it me you're looking for? I have something to discuss with you and I would like you to follow me into my office." He calls out.

"Before we go, I received the news that you will need some special accommodations, so do let me know what you need so we can arrange them for you" he continues.

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ALHAITHAM WHAT ARE YOU DOING HEREEEEE

i started watching and when alhaitham showed up i was like, THAT'S NOT NAZEEH TARSHA

ngl whoever voiced him, the mandarin pronunciation was a little... his “是的，請” made me wince. i don't speak vietnamese so idk if his speaking was good or bad

ALSO WHY ARE THERE DIVINE NAILS ON EARTH AND WHY ARE THEY GOING AROUND ACTIVATING THEM

"my... friend... kaveh, and i," this mf can't stop being gay even in a my story animated video

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Alhathiam stared down at his tea as sat on one of the couches, surely this place was throwing him off his rocker? The more he stared down at the tea, he felt that he was seeing all the times he and Kaveh had bantered and butted heads, the times he had poked cruel fun at the architect, the times he had felt so horrible after. But Alhaitham was a prideful man, no matter how much he wanted to apologize, he couldn’t. The words had always seemed to get stuck in his throat.

“ I just- I really just assumed all the kind things he had done for me before was because he was either drunk or trying to make sure I wasn’t going to keep bothering him about the rent he owes me. But it all honesty, I’ve let him off rent for a long time now. I just felt bad making him pay to live in a house with one of his friends, but I’m just too proud to outright admit that I enjoy his company!.. “

He explained with a shriller tone of voice, he’s only been home for a week and he’s already missing the huge canopies that made up the Sumeru forest, the annoying scribble of Kaveh planning out structures and Merhak projecting them. The real question Alhaitham had was: why did his thoughts always transverse back to the blonde architect, surely he wasn’t in love, despite his gray hair, he wasn’t all that sure he was ready to live a life of commitment.

— — —

After that small internal breakdown, his green eyes snapped up towards Wriothesley. He was arrested for his green shards? The things he fights with?? Sure Fontaine was a new level of advanced, but did the archon who made this stupid law just to get the traveler arrested have whistle-down for brains?

“ I’m arrested, for these? “ He asked in disbelief, setting down the still warm tea before opening his palm, three dendro infused shards appeared in hand, how did anyone even see that?

The soft clanks of boots onto the metal floor that made of the fortress annoyed the gray haired male , surely this was a mistake right? His mint green eyes darted around, possibly attracting looks from the other inmates for his unusual attire.

As he continued his quest to look for the owner of this prison, his stomach growled. Causing the male to let out a hiss in frustration, first of all, he got arrested, wasn’t able to find a way out, and now he was hungry. What else could go wrong.

He stopped in his tracks, shaking his damp hair like that of a dog as he tried dry himself off. ‘ this place is creepy. ‘ He thought bitterly, curling a lip at the place that surrounded him.

@planted-knowledge

( ooc; do you prefer ask roleplays or threads? ^^ )

Wriothesley observed the man for a bit, awaiting for the perfect moment to talk to him. He already had taken the opportunity to read about him from his incarceration file and even if he didn't it wouldn't be hard to recognize the face of one of the people who saved Sumeru's archon a few months ago.

Speaking of archons it was because of one of those exaggerated laws from before the prophecy that the poor man got jailed for.

Wriothesley sighs and makes a mental note to send a letter to the Palais Mermonia regarding those laws later today. Some have already been reformed, but there's still a lot that have escaped their scrutiny due to rebuilding work and flood aid taking priority.

"Mister Scribe is it me you're looking for? I have something to discuss with you and I would like you to follow me into my office." He calls out.

"Before we go, I received the news that you will need some special accommodations, so do let me know what you need so we can arrange them for you" he continues.

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The scribes eyes widened at the mention of Kaveh being is significant other, the two of them had shared their moments together, but Alhaitham was quite sure that they didn’t feel the same way about each other. They were busy, they had jobs and they were always butting heads, not someone ideal to alhaitham’s interests. ( complete lie btw/silly )

“ Me and Kaveh aren’t together whatsoever.. he’s too much of a busy man to worry about love at the moment. And we’re always disagreeing with each other, harmony is ideal in a relationship.. “ He explained with a flustered face, his cheeks dusted with rose and pink.

The soft clanks of boots onto the metal floor that made of the fortress annoyed the gray haired male , surely this was a mistake right? His mint green eyes darted around, possibly attracting looks from the other inmates for his unusual attire.

As he continued his quest to look for the owner of this prison, his stomach growled. Causing the male to let out a hiss in frustration, first of all, he got arrested, wasn’t able to find a way out, and now he was hungry. What else could go wrong.

He stopped in his tracks, shaking his damp hair like that of a dog as he tried dry himself off. ‘ this place is creepy. ‘ He thought bitterly, curling a lip at the place that surrounded him.

@planted-knowledge

( ooc; do you prefer ask roleplays or threads? ^^ )

Wriothesley observed the man for a bit, awaiting for the perfect moment to talk to him. He already had taken the opportunity to read about him from his incarceration file and even if he didn't it wouldn't be hard to recognize the face of one of the people who saved Sumeru's archon a few months ago.

Speaking of archons it was because of one of those exaggerated laws from before the prophecy that the poor man got jailed for.

Wriothesley sighs and makes a mental note to send a letter to the Palais Mermonia regarding those laws later today. Some have already been reformed, but there's still a lot that have escaped their scrutiny due to rebuilding work and flood aid taking priority.

"Mister Scribe is it me you're looking for? I have something to discuss with you and I would like you to follow me into my office." He calls out.

"Before we go, I received the news that you will need some special accommodations, so do let me know what you need so we can arrange them for you" he continues.

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The man hummed, still quite suspicious of the other but he still followed close behind. Warily meeting the eyes of other prisoners, trying his best not to just curl his lip in distaste.

“ I don’t even remember having a medical file, Kaveh probably updated it without me knowing, just to spite me. “ He hissed softly, he wouldn’t dare insult this place with the Warden right in front of him.

The soft clanks of boots onto the metal floor that made of the fortress annoyed the gray haired male , surely this was a mistake right? His mint green eyes darted around, possibly attracting looks from the other inmates for his unusual attire.

As he continued his quest to look for the owner of this prison, his stomach growled. Causing the male to let out a hiss in frustration, first of all, he got arrested, wasn’t able to find a way out, and now he was hungry. What else could go wrong.

He stopped in his tracks, shaking his damp hair like that of a dog as he tried dry himself off. ‘ this place is creepy. ‘ He thought bitterly, curling a lip at the place that surrounded him.

@planted-knowledge

( ooc; do you prefer ask roleplays or threads? ^^ )

Wriothesley observed the man for a bit, awaiting for the perfect moment to talk to him. He already had taken the opportunity to read about him from his incarceration file and even if he didn't it wouldn't be hard to recognize the face of one of the people who saved Sumeru's archon a few months ago.

Speaking of archons it was because of one of those exaggerated laws from before the prophecy that the poor man got jailed for.

Wriothesley sighs and makes a mental note to send a letter to the Palais Mermonia regarding those laws later today. Some have already been reformed, but there's still a lot that have escaped their scrutiny due to rebuilding work and flood aid taking priority.

"Mister Scribe is it me you're looking for? I have something to discuss with you and I would like you to follow me into my office." He calls out.

"Before we go, I received the news that you will need some special accommodations, so do let me know what you need so we can arrange them for you" he continues.

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He turned his attention to the one who referred to him by his title, fixing his posture. “ ..yes, that’s me. “ he mumbled softly, looking distrustfully at the Duke. ‘ Special accommodations? ‘ Who told him that? Sure, it was true and he’d like a place without much noises, but it felt somewhat offensive that he wasn’t able to tell the other male himself.

“ Is your office the one with the wolf head at the top? “ He inquired, his more bold personality coming back to him, alike the duke, Alhaitham has read all about the Fortress of Meropide, he knew exactly what this place was but he could’ve never imagined he would have to spend time here.

The soft clanks of boots onto the metal floor that made of the fortress annoyed the gray haired male , surely this was a mistake right? His mint green eyes darted around, possibly attracting looks from the other inmates for his unusual attire.

As he continued his quest to look for the owner of this prison, his stomach growled. Causing the male to let out a hiss in frustration, first of all, he got arrested, wasn’t able to find a way out, and now he was hungry. What else could go wrong.

He stopped in his tracks, shaking his damp hair like that of a dog as he tried dry himself off. ‘ this place is creepy. ‘ He thought bitterly, curling a lip at the place that surrounded him.

@planted-knowledge

( ooc; do you prefer ask roleplays or threads? ^^ )

Wriothesley observed the man for a bit, awaiting for the perfect moment to talk to him. He already had taken the opportunity to read about him from his incarceration file and even if he didn't it wouldn't be hard to recognize the face of one of the people who saved Sumeru's archon a few months ago.

Speaking of archons it was because of one of those exaggerated laws from before the prophecy that the poor man got jailed for.

Wriothesley sighs and makes a mental note to send a letter to the Palais Mermonia regarding those laws later today. Some have already been reformed, but there's still a lot that have escaped their scrutiny due to rebuilding work and flood aid taking priority.

"Mister Scribe is it me you're looking for? I have something to discuss with you and I would like you to follow me into my office." He calls out.

"Before we go, I received the news that you will need some special accommodations, so do let me know what you need so we can arrange them for you" he continues.

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“ Oh! But alright, would you- kindly escort me there? I’ve never been here from what you can tell, and I’d love to make sure I don’t get jumped here..- “

” .. Who may you be? “ + any oc of your choice

the outlander seemed, curious on where he was; but not particularly concerned that he wasn’t back in his homeland of Tevyat. He was, strangely dressed to say for the most part, his mint green eyes tinted with red and his strange black and green attire, one of a Sumerian.

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Was....was he talking to me? Ovis thought to himself.

The horned man looked left and right. Surely, he must have been referring to someone more capable. Someone who looked like they knew what they were doing.

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Alhaitham took a deep breath as he released Ovis’s shoulders, the panicked look in his eyes slowly fading away.

“ Alright- I’m calm- I’m calm. But is there a way to find the Astral Express? Do I need to do some sort of crazy ritual? “

” .. Who may you be? “ + any oc of your choice

the outlander seemed, curious on where he was; but not particularly concerned that he wasn’t back in his homeland of Tevyat. He was, strangely dressed to say for the most part, his mint green eyes tinted with red and his strange black and green attire, one of a Sumerian.

@planted-knowledge

Was....was he talking to me? Ovis thought to himself.

The horned man looked left and right. Surely, he must have been referring to someone more capable. Someone who looked like they knew what they were doing.

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” ..what’s an express?- “

he lives in a time where trains don’t exist, mostly anything in Penacony doesn’t exist in his world.

“ Kaveh is going to kill me- and he still hasn’t paid his rent! I swear to the Archons- what if I’m here for years? What if I die here!?- “

He gripped Ovis’s shoulders, his calm demeanor gone like the wind.

” .. Who may you be? “ + any oc of your choice

the outlander seemed, curious on where he was; but not particularly concerned that he wasn’t back in his homeland of Tevyat. He was, strangely dressed to say for the most part, his mint green eyes tinted with red and his strange black and green attire, one of a Sumerian.

@planted-knowledge

Was....was he talking to me? Ovis thought to himself.

The horned man looked left and right. Surely, he must have been referring to someone more capable. Someone who looked like they knew what they were doing.

[planted-knowledge]

” could you perhaps- convince him? He might listen to a horned fellow like yourself. “

” .. Who may you be? “ + any oc of your choice

the outlander seemed, curious on where he was; but not particularly concerned that he wasn’t back in his homeland of Tevyat. He was, strangely dressed to say for the most part, his mint green eyes tinted with red and his strange black and green attire, one of a Sumerian.

@planted-knowledge

Was....was he talking to me? Ovis thought to himself.

The horned man looked left and right. Surely, he must have been referring to someone more capable. Someone who looked like they knew what they were doing.

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“ The weirdo that keeps talking about Irlida?- Unnaturally tall? “ He raised a brow, he’s had a run ins with Argenti, let’s just say that- they weren’t on the best of terms at the moment.

“ I might’ve called him deranged for worshipping a dormant god.. “

” .. Who may you be? “ + any oc of your choice

the outlander seemed, curious on where he was; but not particularly concerned that he wasn’t back in his homeland of Tevyat. He was, strangely dressed to say for the most part, his mint green eyes tinted with red and his strange black and green attire, one of a Sumerian.

@planted-knowledge

Was....was he talking to me? Ovis thought to himself.

The horned man looked left and right. Surely, he must have been referring to someone more capable. Someone who looked like they knew what they were doing.

[planted-knowledge]

” is he nearby? Or do I have to travel to another planet to find him. “

he looked hopeful, looking around as if this mysterious person was just right around the corner

” .. Who may you be? “ + any oc of your choice

the outlander seemed, curious on where he was; but not particularly concerned that he wasn’t back in his homeland of Tevyat. He was, strangely dressed to say for the most part, his mint green eyes tinted with red and his strange black and green attire, one of a Sumerian.

@planted-knowledge

Was....was he talking to me? Ovis thought to himself.

The horned man looked left and right. Surely, he must have been referring to someone more capable. Someone who looked like they knew what they were doing.

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Alhaitham sighed, a crestfallen look in his face.

“ Nothing? No spare space rifts to send me back to Tevyat?- I’m stuck here?! “ He looked panicked, placing his head in his hands as he groaned aloud, stomping his foot like an angered toddler.

” .. Who may you be? “ + any oc of your choice

the outlander seemed, curious on where he was; but not particularly concerned that he wasn’t back in his homeland of Tevyat. He was, strangely dressed to say for the most part, his mint green eyes tinted with red and his strange black and green attire, one of a Sumerian.

@planted-knowledge

Was....was he talking to me? Ovis thought to himself.

The horned man looked left and right. Surely, he must have been referring to someone more capable. Someone who looked like they knew what they were doing.

[planted-knowledge]

BOO! I’ve got a question for you off of my clipboard of questions that i have asked multiple people around one subject.

Do you think existentialism is justified? And either way, do you believe nihilism is in the same group of beliefs??

” I have..- no clue how to answer this. “

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He followed close behind, his eyes taking up the colorful streets and the festive atmosphere of Penacony, he couldn’t lie and say that this place was like a Liyue Laturen Rite, it was better, a lot more lively.

He was, curious as he watched Ovis stopping for photos, was he famous? Most likely.

” .. Who may you be? “ + any oc of your choice

the outlander seemed, curious on where he was; but not particularly concerned that he wasn’t back in his homeland of Tevyat. He was, strangely dressed to say for the most part, his mint green eyes tinted with red and his strange black and green attire, one of a Sumerian.

@planted-knowledge

Was....was he talking to me? Ovis thought to himself.

The horned man looked left and right. Surely, he must have been referring to someone more capable. Someone who looked like they knew what they were doing.

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” from the pieces of my memory that I can actually remember is that..- I was walking home and this- rift appeared and then the next thing I know, I’m here. “

He mumbled, sounding utterly defeated. But he perked up at the mention of a police force, would they be able to get him home? Oh he’d hope so.

“ Yes- please do take me there- I need to get home. My roommate is probably trashing the house looking for me.. “

He sounded desperate, this whole situation was stressing him out.

” .. Who may you be? “ + any oc of your choice

the outlander seemed, curious on where he was; but not particularly concerned that he wasn’t back in his homeland of Tevyat. He was, strangely dressed to say for the most part, his mint green eyes tinted with red and his strange black and green attire, one of a Sumerian.

@planted-knowledge

Was....was he talking to me? Ovis thought to himself.

The horned man looked left and right. Surely, he must have been referring to someone more capable. Someone who looked like they knew what they were doing.