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Main Street isn't quite as bustling as it would be during the summer months, but that also means there are less eyes on you if you decide to do a little sightseeing. Here, you can observe the elite in their natural environment: sharing tea and gossip in the warmth of a cozy cafe, going to fittings for gowns and suits that must outdo their competitors at the upcoming gala, depositing charitable proceeds into their own personal treasuries, and--hold on, they're stealing? As it turns out, some (read: almost all) members of Pearl Shoals haven't acquired wealth the good and honest way. And what's more: everyone seems to know that everyone else is lining their own pockets, they just turn a blind eye to it. In order to maintain your cover, you'll have to hide your disgust over this fact. This isn't your mission, after all. But can you restrain your heart from yearning for vigilante justice? Or maybe you have to convince your moral-bound friends from causing a scene. Whatever the case, you have to play it cool. [Grants Faith +1]

Reasonably speaking, what these people decide to do is none of her business. It’s not her job to care. Her job (unofficial as it may or may not be) is to keep an eye on the students and faculty sent to gather intel, and bail them out of whatever mess arises when they inevitably fail one way or another. Disgraceful as it may be, if a noble decides to stick their hand into another’s fundraising tin — in broad daylight, no less! — it is, regrettably, not her problem to deal with.

Nor is it her problem when the robbed ‘charity’ runner becomes the robber of their neighbor organization. Or then another robber the robbed. Or…

…She’s starting to see a pattern here.

The clink of coins resounding about aren’t the sound of new generosity joining the old, it’s that same generosity being relocated. Redistributed elsewhere, yet somehow in amounts that seem to shrink each time, judging by lightening pitch of the sound. And it doesn’t quite require genius-level intelligence to infer where the missing quantity is going…

Sothis narrows her eyes at the one who started it all. (Or, probably not all, things like this tend to be a culture built up over years of repeated behaviors, but at the very least started the chain reaction started now.) Not even the slightest hint of remorse in that noble expression. Only a smile. As if they had done something good — something to be proud of.

…Well, if they don’t mind it…

“You! You’re affiliated with the Officer’s Academy, correct?” Sothis grabs onto the semi-familiar girl beside her in the crowd, giving a quick once-over to the stranger before continuing her ‘pitch’. She’s not as familiar as some other students and faculty have come to be to here, even if they don’t know it, but the attire and mannerisms line up well enough regardless of any lack of personal recognition. She’ll do fine.

“I am Sothis, a… helper, for this mission.” The girl smiles her most trustworthy smile at her new partner, nodding in the direction of the noble-turned-thief-turned-target. “But never mind me! You see that overdressed fellow over there? I’m sure you can tell as well as I that one is up to no good. If you can draw their attention for a short while, I shall enact a swift retribution! And retrieve us both a little ‘evidence’ as a bonus, too, hehe. What say you?”

@sanakialtina

steal from the rich and give to the me

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Wanted Plots time wheeeee

A little late to the month but I’ve noticed while Sharena’s thread count is soaring Sothis and Elise are on like 2-3 so I would like to fix that!! I’m still willing to pick up threads on Sharena (@pillarofopenness) if anyone really wants, even if I’m not listing her though!

Sothis (@sublimeflowoftime)

Sothis is unaffiliated! Grab her for whatever!:

Any skill +1: I just want to make god work for minimum wage this is my entire motivation she will follow whatever your muse’s mission is with this as backup I do not mind the concept makes me giggle

Faith +1: is stealing wrong? yes. does she condone stealing? legally, no. but like… if everyone’s doing it anyway 👀…. surely they won’t miss a little, right?? Taken by: Sanaki

Non-Mission:

Lance +1: this is so funny to her she is absolutely going to encourage this behavior. No yeah the outfit is ABSOLUTELY necessary see it makes you more aerodynamic or whatever you look great don’t worry about it Taken by: Miklan

Clingy lover: (lighthearted option): she’ll get you out of there bud don’t worry (she’ll only make fun of you a little I promise). (serious-er option): if someone had a “crush” on her it’s probably because of religious reasons and not actually because of her herself and she is going to have a crisis. Either way fun times :softsmile:

Elise (@nohrslittleflower)

Needs unaffiliated:

Riding +1: this sounds like a horrible environment to her!! For the dogs!!! HANG IN THERE PUPPIES SHES GONNA GET YOU OUT

Faith +1: stealing is bad she is most definitely causing a scene if no one stops her she does not care

Non-Mission:

Beach clean-up: she is still mad at this specific beach for “ruining” her dress, but that doesn’t mean it deserves to be covered in litter!! Think of the fish what will the fishes say if they saw this they would be so sad :(

As ever feel free to @ me in the server’s plotting channel or DM me on discord (deadmemesinhumanform)! DMs on tumblr itself are okay too but it’ll take longer for me to respond as i probably won’t notice it right away :)

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Activity Check [May]

Total Skill Points: (8) —> (10)

[+1 Any (Monthly), +1 Riding (Thread: Dropped)]

Skill Up: Riding (E) —> (E+)

Claims: N/A

Threads

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who tf invited god to the ball — w/ Miklan

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Blue and Yellow is making me see Red — w/ Byleth (F)

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“Huh?” A blink of surprise is all she can manage, falling silent for a brief moment. Then another. 

…Oh. 

“Ah, of course, my apologies. It seems in my excitement I had forgotten my manners.” Right. She was invisible to him, before now. And it’s not as though Byleth ever spoke of her to him before, besides the rare occasion they would share a ‘I had a weird dream last night. Anyway.’ She probably looks insane right now, doesn’t she?

“My name is Sothis. I am…” Dear goddess how is she meant to explain this!?She can’t just come out and say ‘Hey! I lived in your child’s head for the past however-old-we-are and have been secretly watching everything you say and do since they were a child!’ That’d only make her look MORE insane! “…A friend, of Byleth. ‘Best friends’, perhaps you could say.” 

The perfect cover. Though she does not, in fact, know if perhaps she could say. Whether or not Byleth would agree, should he approach them to confirm, she knows even less. But they better. After all she’s done for them, she quite frankly deserves the title of ‘best’!

“They… speak of you, often. It is through them that I know you. Quite the high regard they hold you in.”

[ MULLED WINE ] - Warm red wine spiced to perfection, ideal for staving off winter’s chill.

“You are Jeralt, the ‘Blade Breaker’, yes? How strange it is to see you in the flesh.” The girl lets out a quiet laugh, hidden behind a hand. Of course, she hadn’t needed to ask. She knows all too well who he is, as though he’s an old friend. Who, in the mind of the green haired girl, he basically is. She’s known him for the entirety of her consciousness, after all.

The only thing strange about this meeting, for her, was her position now, feet planted firmly on the floor rather than lying upon nothing but air. She hadn’t realized just how tall he was, before.

“Ah! Right — this is for you.” Sothis lowers her hand from her mouth to help her other in supporting her gift, presenting him with the small bit of wine that was unreasonably hard to obtain, for whatever reason. Though it is worth it! Hopefully. He likes this sort of thing after all, if she recalls correctly! The strange stares are a small price to pay for making a good impression on the captain.

"I believe the organizers wish for us to exchange charms, as well, correct? In any case; here, ” Further doubling down, she digs out her second gift; a small turtle charm. She doesn’t know exactly how much stake he’s invested in this little game, but what could it hurt? Extra charms bring little harm. “In commemoration of our official meeting. It is a pleasure.”

“That’s me.” A small nod followed by a raise of his brow at her words. He doesn’t recognize her, and he surely would’ve if they met each other before with that unique look of hers. “What’s so strange about it?” 

The corner of his mouth perks up at the wine, and he takes the drink with a chuckle. That, combined with the way she speaks to him as if she knows him beyond his reputation makes him a tad curious, but he supposes he’ll let it slide for now. This is definitely just a way for her to get into his good graces. Jeralt watches her pull out a charm, and in turn, he hands her his own out of courtesy. “Wine, huh? Nice to meet you, but you haven’t given me your name yet.”

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‘Prodigy’? A tiny hint of smile tugs upwards on the girls lips, a quiet laugh ringing out behind the hand that hides it. Of course, she’d been well aware he hadn’t actually been trying that. A splash that resounding would need quite a lot of force behind it — a force of anger, not childish playing. An emotion a bit hard to read, with the (what she assumes must be) knight’s demeanor as unwelcoming as any, but that is how a knight should act, isn’t it? Serious and harsh, to scare away those in the wrong.

Even so, he took her jest in stride all the same. Complimented her even, while he was at it! Who is she to say his anger a bad sign? Let alone to run from a conversation she began. He may just be having a bad day.

“Very well, I suppose if you are truly desperate, I may guide you. Do try to take notes, hm?” Sothis bows performatively as she finally lands ashore, attention already shifting away from the stranger to focus instead on the rocks below. In truth, she can’t recall ever doing so before, but it’s as he said — she’s a prodigy. She can figure it out.

Smooth rocks are the good ones, right?

“I,” A flick of the wrist, and the rock gets sent flying across the lakes surface in shaky bounds. One… two.. — splash! Sothis stands up straighter at her success, a proud glint in her eye. Huh. Not terrible. Maybe she has done this before…? “Was merely exploring. Word had reached me of a rumor that these waters may reveal futures yet untold, and I wished to see for myself.”

Another flick of the wrist, another rock sent soaring into oblivion. Further, this time. Her pride only grows. “I will spare you the adventure and tell you now; it is all false. A waste of time, and nothing more.”

Only when the third is sent off does she finally look back at the stranger, satisfied she’s proved the skills she didn’t know she even had sufficiently enough to instead hold the forth out to the man at her side. A silent offering for him to try again, should he wish. “What of you? It is clear something had upset you. If you wish to share, I will listen.”

who tf invited god herself to the ball

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[ SWEET BUN TRIO ] - A selection of traditional Faerghus pastries, all small enough to be eaten in one delicious bite! The first bun is filled with sweet cream and topped with icing and a candied cherry. The second is a sweet roll filled with almonds, pecans, and dried cranberries and glazed with honey. The third is a bun sliced in half, filled with almond paste and whipped cream, dusted with powdered sugar on top.

To say that Tiki is intrigued for her stature, her clothes, or her cadence would be a lie. This time, she did not have to use her nose to know. Long ears, long green hair, and a headdress to match, Tiki feels certain.

"Excuse me! Hello!" Tiki elbows her way through the cluttered hall, plate of pastries in hand. With a drink in her other hand, she finds herself in a hard spot; how best to offer her chosed companion such a treat?

"Erm... fancy a bite? These cakes are delightful!"

“Ah, you again.” The acknowledgment is almost delighted, strangely. Despite how… different their first interaction had been (and how brief in nature), she’d found herself almost hoping to see her again. Ones with strange questions would naturally come with them strange answers, right?

Though, perhaps not now. Now the green haired stranger brings neither questions nor answers. Only pastries. Ones she has to withhold herself from snatching up like some sort of starved beast once it’s made clear they are in fact being offered to her. 

“Well I suppose if you’re offering, who would I be to refuse?”She isn’t quite sure the differences, though she doubts it matters. With all the sugar on top, any actual flavor is sure to be buried in tooth-rotting sweetness anyway. She can practically taste how bad for her new form the treat is the moment it enters her mouth. Delicious. 

“Mm, this is quite good indeed! I’ll confess, I had always wanted to try such confections, but I have never the means before now. Thank you… hm.. I don’t believe I caught your name before. I am Sothis. Who might you be?”

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[ CAVES ] - There is a collection of caves that some on the beach might have ducked into in order to find cover from the elements. It’s cold, and you can hear the wind whistle as you huddle deep within the dark, waiting the storm out…

This stormy atmosphere is a fair bit more to Panette’s liking. Obviously she doesn’t like being sopping wet, that part’s an absolute pain. She’ll rejoin most of the people in the main house to continue the party in a bit. But for now, finding a dark, dank cave? While rain cuts through the air, and the winds howl and whistle like they’re angry and restless? Oh it just makes her think of all the best ghost stories!

Full of excitement, she turns towards the other person in the cave. “This location is absolutely sublime, would you not agree? The piercing rain, the howling winds, the frightfully dark caves, oh, it makes the heart quicken in fear. Perhaps if we are extraordinarily lucky, a ghost shall appear before us!”

So wrapped up in telling her lovely tale, she had not realized until finishing that her fellow cave dweller looked to be a bit on the younger side. Crap! Ghost stories and huntings are fun and all but she ain’t here to terrify someone who could be impressionable! Quickly, she fumbles for her charm and holds it out, trying to fix her absolute gaffe.

“That said! I am sure that if we trade our charms, that shall ward off all evil spirits, meaning the only ghosts we may end up seeing will be friendly ones. You have absolutely nothing to fear!” Nailed it!

Of course — of course the ONE year she has the ability to actually partake in the festivities, they get rained in. Because why would it be any other way? When has it ever been any other way?

If this ‘goddess’ the people praise so much is real (though really, she has her doubts of that), she would just love to have a word. Or two. Or at least fifteen solid minutes of yelling because clearly whoever thinks this is funny needs their head examined! What has she done so wrong to deserve this suffering? All she does is be helpful!

“If this is what you find ‘sublime’, perhaps the goddess isn’t the only one in need of an examination..” The quiet mutter comes out almost unintentionally, green-haired girl slumping back against the wall of the cave across from her newly forced acquaintance with a frown. Normally, she never would’ve had to care about things like this. She had no idea just how much of a pain wet hair could be. Not to mention wet clothes… 

Sothis sighs, finally breaking her gaze away from the storm outside to actually look at her far-too-cheerful companion. Foolishly cheerful, really, but not entirely unwelcome. Better to be stuck with someone who can still be of some entertainment than one who does nothing but complain without end, after all.

…Or perhaps not. 

The sudden change in demeanor makes her raise a brow in confusion. She was so… happy, just a moment ago. What changed? There wasn’t any sort or thunder or lightning outside — not that she had noticed, anyway. 

A charm is forced upon her, and finally, something clicks. 

Oh. 

OHHHHHH.

“Hmph. Rest assured, should any such ‘evil spirits’ roam amongst us, I shall scare them off.” Sothis’s chest puffs out slightly with a proud huff, smug smirk alighting her face. She must be scared! And this must be an offering of her asking for protection! Finally, someone with manners. It’s so nice to be asked for help rather than just demanded of it.

“Though I suppose if it would make you feel better, we may trade. I have far too many as is, I see no harm is sharing.” Turtle is separated from her own stash, and soon placed in the other’s hand in turn with a smile and comforting pat. “There. Now you may consider yourself safe as well. No harm shall befall the either of us, ghostly or otherwise.”

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It would not be hyperbole to say Sothis does not care if or if not she has a ‘soulmate’. She knows she does, technically, her soul has been bound to another’s for the entirety of both of their existences. Literally. As far as she understands it, it doesn’t get more ‘soulmate’ than that. She doesn’t need some random body of water to tell her as such.

Still, the promise of an unknown magic is interesting enough — what harm could there be in checking it out? For science, of course.

EMOTIONAL HARM. THERE COULD BE EMOTIONAL HARM, APPARENTLY.

Not a single reflection. Not one of another’s — not even her own! And she knows it’s not a fault of her form, she checked that almost immediately. Is this water insulting her? Is it calling her soulless? Predicting she’ll end up alone, as if that’s something she cares about? She doesn’t! She couldn’t care less! She cares so little she’s offended it thinks she does! Who does this lake think it is?!

Sothis winds up a leg, fully intending to strike this stupid lake with every bit of her might as punishment for what it has done — when a large splash behind stops her with a jump.

…Huh. Someone has done the attacking for her. 

Green hair falls over to one side as the girl tilts her head, watching in a curious silence as the stranger hides his face. But why? It’s not as though she knows him. Embarrassment?

“….If you’re trying to skip stones, perhaps you should keep the helmet off. Judging by that little show, I doubt that piece of metal impairing your vision is of any help.” Floating closer, her gaze flicks down to the ever-fading ripples on the water’s surface; the only proof of the attack she heard. Not even a fourth of the way near the half. Perhaps that’s why he’s embarrassed.

“You’re really bad at this.”

who tf invited god herself to the ball

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So This is a ball huh

It feels strange, to be in attendance on her own. Or to be in attendance in any official capacity at all, really. She’s glad to not be subject to a certain professors whims for the night, really she is! She adores tolerates her friend, but they can be SO. BORING. Yet still, to be here without them by her side…

…Nothing else to do but make good on her prior promise! Now that she’s a body of her own — she must dance to no end until she falls upon the ground!

Sothis has the Turtle charm!

Seashell: Byleth Starfish: Jeralt Anchor: Panette Turtle: Pearl:

[It hasn’t occurred to her she can change her outfit now. What a fool. Skill issue.]

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Activity Check [April]

Total Skill Points: (7) —> (8)

Skill Up: Sword (D+) —> (C)

Claims: Sword Avoid+

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Blue and Yellow is making me see Red — w/ Byleth (F)

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if not friend, why friend shaped? :( — w/ Sitri

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For once, Sothis finds herself in the rare position in which she is near completely speechless. Nearly. “Seriously. Seriously?! Countless times have I saved your life, yet this is what you call upon my power for?! You must jest — you must!”

Rising ever higher into the air, the girl reaches the height of her throne to maximize the intimidation that comes from her glare. Deserved punishment for the disrespect. The nerve only Byleth can possibly seem to manage. 

“Can you not build a mere desk on your own?! Are you completely incompetent— who am I kidding. Of course you are.” As talented and coordinated as they are with a sword, as ever they are useless everywhere else. If she leaves them to their own devices, she has no doubt the professor would end up hammering a nail through their palm or something equally stupid, someway, somehow.

Sothis deflates back down towards her prior level with a sigh of defeat, accepting her fate. She is not wasting any divine pulse on that. “Fine, fine, very well. I will help. Show me the desks.” 

She completely and utterly despises how impossible she finds it to stay mad at them.

Blue and Yellow is making me see Red

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It’s almost instinct to reply with a sarcastic remark. She only just manages to bite her tongue before a mocking ‘No, I just hide in bushes for fun— what do you think?!’ or something similar slips out. No matter how similar they may seem in appearance, she is not them. What the familiar may take lightheartedly as she (somewhat) intends it and carry forth in stride, the unfamiliar would find rather unpleasant. 

Much like the unfamiliarly unpleasant pain that shoots through her mouth. In hindsight that was likely meant to be an expression, not actual advice to help one keep silent. Ow.

“You wish to join forces, then? I see…” Sothis hums in thought, gaze flicking between the stranger and the beast thoughtfully. Recruiting help wasn’t something she had considered — after all, who would she even ask? — but… she can’t deny, she has a point.

“If our goals are aligned, I don’t see why not. Besides, I would rather not have your death on my conscience.” The girl hums again, though now in a way that sounds like almost a giggle as she nods her consent. Not that she needs help, of course, but who would she be to decline such a generous offer? She would know more than anyone the benefits of another to bounce ideas off of are a near irreplaceable asset.

“I believe I have means to lure the beast away, my issue lies within where to, and how to ensure it does not try to come back… Unless you wish to keep the thing as a pet, of course.”

if not friend, why friend shaped? :(

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To the observant, the way Sothis perks up at the sound of the familiar voice would be so painfully obvious, it’s almost embarrassing. Her feet are off the ground before the question is even out of their mouth, bringing herself up to float just above her (way too tall, in her opinion) friend to look down at them as they speak. As is her proper place.

“Ah, well if it isn’t the oh-so-popular professor! Have need of me, do you? Of course you do.” She chuckles softly to herself, self-satisfied expression making itself at home in her expression at the request. Of course she’s needed. They would be lost without her, obviously. She hadn’t been the slightest bit worried they’d no longer feel the need to speak to her now that they’re no longer bound together within their mind! Not at all!

“I do have many matters of my own to attend to now that I have a body of my own,” A lie, she has absolutely nothing going on. “But for you? I will make time. Consider yourself lucky — I would do so for no other.” 

Her smile somehow becomes more smug (if that were even possible) as she leans back against the air as if it were the throne they’d both become so accustomed to, gesturing them on with a wave of her hand. “Go on, then. Speak. For what task do you call upon my aid?”

Blue and Yellow is making me see Red

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One second… two seconds… three seconds….

…The creature shows no reaction beyond a flick of the ear, seemingly having concluded whatever sound it was heard wasn’t important. Sothis lets out a breath, relieved, and finally removes her grip on the stranger beside her.

Hm. Now that she can see her whole face, she looks… Familiar. Though strangely, not in the typical way unknown familiarity seems to hit her. She’s never seen this one before, her memory may be unreliable but of that she is absolutely certain, yet there is something about her face that bares such a striking similarity… Or perhaps it’s her hair…?

At the very least, she has the sense to apologize for her actions. Unlike someone. Maybe they aren’t that similar, actually. 

“It is fine. No harm done, I suppose. I can’t exactly have expected you to have known better when you did not even know of me.” Sothis sighs, gaze drifting away from the mystery in human form beside her down to the lump of fabric she assumes must belong to her.  “Though I can tell you now—Whatever you were planning to do with that, it won’t work. They may not look it at a glance, but these beasts conceal claws beneath that would tear through such meager fabric in an instant! And you as well, most likely.”

if not friend, why friend shaped? :(

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BYLETH!!!!! DONT LEAVE ME HERE!

BYLETH!!!

BYLETHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!

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Activity Check [March]

Total Skill Points: (6) —> (7)

Skill Up: Faith (D+) —> (C)

Claims: Recover

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how do you do fellow moms — Open Starter!

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if not friend, why friend shaped? :( — w/ Sitri

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how do you do fellow moms