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❛ @raubtierc said . . . ❝ what are you waiting for? pray. ❞ (from corvus for anya 🤭) ❜

𝘼𝙉𝙔𝘼 𝘿𝙊𝙀𝙎𝙉'𝙏 𝙈𝘼𝙆𝙀 𝘼𝙉𝙔 𝙀𝙁𝙁𝙊𝙍𝙏 𝙏𝙊 𝙃𝙄𝘿𝙀 𝙃𝙀𝙍 𝘿𝙄𝙎𝙂𝙐𝙎𝙏. her nose wrinkles, eyes darkening with annoyance. pray ? to who ? him ? the thought alone makes her almost giggle if she wasn't so grossed out by the thought. she had done enough of that. from the moment her feet had stepped out of that castle all those years ago she had sworn to herself she'd never let anyone become her god or devil. that wasn't about to stop now. with a shake of the head and arms crossing over her chest the body language speaks for itself. but just in case it wasn't clear . . .

❛ pray ? for what ? to who ? ❜ a brow quirks. ❛ i won't be doing such a thing. i do not pray to anyone for anything. ❜ she has half a mind to kick his shins for even suggesting such a silly thing but for once she restrains herself. instead she uses one had to push her hair over her shoulder.

❛ maybe you are the one who should be praying . . . ❜

call me a sinner . . . accepting.

[ardauntly-a]

"The leaves are falling. Do not leave the forest." (from min-jun!)

            a worried look crossing over her face  ,  penelope looks to min-jun as she tries to decipher the cryptic words  .  it sounded like a WARNING  ,  less a foreshadow . . . but she's not at all sure what he means  .  ❝  why  ??  what's outside the forest  ??  ❞  penelope asks  ,  caution and fear bleeding into her tone as she eyes the other wearily  ,  ❝  is it something i should fear  ??  ❞  she queries  ,  is it something she can handle  ??  whatever could these dark and mysterious words mean  ??  the connotation she understood it didn't make seem to be a POSITIVE message  ,  and she trusted min-jun's judgement . . . is it something she can guard against  ??

[tewwor]

"come with me . there's so much we could do ." (from vipera! for mirai uvu)

idk what prompt this is either wheeeee — @raubtierc / @goldcnpeaks

Claw-like nails tap, tap, tap against the wooden chair arm. The rhythm's slow. Lags behind the subtle breaking of a gentle hum. "There's always so much to do anywhere." Not quite a resolute answer, but not quite a flat out refusal either. It's contemplative. Spread out on some mental examination table to draw and dissect.

"What more is there to do under your wing?"

[quietlyblooms-gone]

@raubtierc gets a requested starter!

tears brim brown eyes as they look to the stars. chiyo has never known such thirst nor such hunger. it is unbearable, unfathomable. none of this should be happening. beside her lay her own sick and the carcasses of... they were once rabbits, but they're scavengers now. were, before chiyo got ahold of them. the blonde shudders, squeezing her eyes shut and again wiping at her bloodied mouth.

she goes stock still as leaves crunch from behind her. her eyes glint in the moonlight as she looks over her shoulder to spot a well-dressed man. in her panic, chiyo doesn't question why he's there nor the smile he wears -- she's too preoccupied with scrambling to her feet and telling him to stay back.

" it's not safe. " because of her. she knows. her self control won't win forever.

[quietlyblooms-gone]

[ napkin ] sender uses a napkin to tidy receiver's face. (from daehwan! probably cleaning her face from blood, maybe not a napkin but his fancy handkerchief while reprimanding her that she's got all dirty 😭)

the romance of hands & touch | @raubtierc cleans the blood from chiyo's face!

he's here.

she feels his presence before she sees him. she doesn't open her eyes yet, back pressed against the wall of the abandoned home she'd been chased into. had he watched? had he watched the undead, mutated and hungry, stare chiyo down? watched her flee with panicked feet, losing her bag somewhere in the process? watched as she was cornered within this house, and desperate to survive, gripped a forgotten hammer in her trembling hand? had he watched her descend upon the undead, something almost... unforgiving in the way she swung that hammer over and over and over.

her lips quiver. the rot took them long before chiyo silenced them, but it feels wrong. she feels herself changing in ways she never imagined. never wanted. this place doesn't care what she wants, though, does it? it needs her. it needs you.

softly daehwan scolds her for her dirtied appearance as he crouches in front of her -- she doesn't think it is necessarily consideration for her current state so much as her still thundering heartbeat drowning him out. her eyes flutter open, tears sticking to her lashes, to watch him wipe the blood from her face. she almost feels bad that he's staining his handkerchief just to clean her up, but chiyo reminds herself that he isn't someone to feel bad for.

his care is born of curiosity and intrigue. she mustn't confuse anything daehwan does for sincerity. maybe she should even be angry that he remained a spectator while she fought for her life, but that is in his nature, isn't it? to watch bad things happen? she doesn't have the energy to be angry.

" thanks. " chiyo doesn't respond to his reprimand, but she still has her manners. she continues to watch him, a little thankful for the distraction from the tightness of her chest and the dead body lying not too far from them. " weirdly enough, it's sort of a comfort you're here. "

[quietlyblooms-gone]

"Did you two have a nice chat?" An eerie presence would appear behind the blonde, or perhaps he had been lingering, trailing after her for longer. Pools of charcoal seemed empty as they stared down at Chiyo, yet Daehwan's lips continued to be curled into his signature smile. He had been watching her. It was in a predatory, almost obsessive way, yet it wouldn't spill on his features just yet. All he did was smile whilst standing behind her. ( LISTEENNNN i saw this and i was just like... this is something he'd do.. just pop up behind her after she's had a normal conversation with someone and being like :) oh interesting <- total freakTM bc he does get randomly possessive over ppl?? idk?? CHIYO BREAK HIS KNEECAPS!! )

a little jealousy | chiyo doesn't like this @raubtierc :/ she might start biting :/

her own smile fades, replaced by narrowed eyes and pursed lips as chiyo turns her head to look up at daehwan. a shiver tries to make its way up her spine, but she tenses her shoulders, clenches her fists. " really nice, but my mood's all sour now. "

his hollow gaze unnerves her. his eyes don't match the smile he constantly wears -- the smile he wore as he witnessed her desperation the night of her resurrection. she wonders if he truly feels anything at all, or if that's why he's taken a liking to her. you want what you can't have, don't you? for all her efforts to internalize her struggling, daehwan has seen her at her worst, and whether she realizes it or not, there is still so much farther to fall.

does he feel something, watching her fight against her nature, against the darkness that curls itself around her heart like a snake? perhaps. it doesn't really matter in the end. she's merely a plaything to him, and he's merely another danger to avoid.

finally chiyo turns to face him, arms crossed and frown upon her pretty lips. she doesn't step back. she doesn't want him thinking he scares her. " most people don't enjoy being watched. " how long had he listened? waited for a quiet moment alone? thinking about it makes her chest feel tight. " and i really don't enjoy being watched. if there's something you want, try being direct, hm? "

[ardauntly-a]

❰❰ MEDIC ❱❱ sender bandages receiver’s wounds (from min-jun! could just be a lil' cut or smth worse, however u feel!)

            a wince falling from her lips as his hand brushes over the injury  ,  it was a nasty fall that scraped up her shins and palm . . . sure  ,  it was a throng of crowds shoving at each other  ;  but  ,  she thinks she's mostly to BLAME for not being more cautious and be less in a rush . . . and maybe high heels just isn't the right footwear when she's out on the uneven streets  .  a rough shove from a passerby had penelope toppling to the ground  (  how embarrassing  !!  )  an scattering the items in her hands . . . had it not been for the kind strangers that helped her retrieve the fallen binders and pens  ,  she'd probably be worse for wear  ,  being trampled by rushing office workers  .

            ❝  owie  ,  ❞  penelope whines  ,  trying to NOT flinch and failing at the act  .  she knows min-jun is being so PATIENT with her  ,  taking his time in making sure her wounds are properly taken care of  ,  ❝  sorry . . . thanks so much for helping me out  ,  i wouldn't have been able to do the one on my hand properly  ,  ❞  she says sheepishly  ,  she managed to get her leg bandaged up but her dominate hand was a bit harder to deal with so she had to rely on the other for some help  .  ❝  i'd offer to make you something to eat as a thank you  ,  but . . .  ❞  she raises her hand  .  

            ❝  ah  !!  if you're not busy  ,  ❞  penelope says after a moment of silence  ,  ❝  let me treat you to dinner then  !!  your choice  ,  dessert included  ,  ❞  she grinned  .

[ardauntly-a]

❰❰ CHIN ❱❱ sender tilts the receiver’s chin with their weapon; probably a knife or dagger uvu (from corvus!)

            her breath stutters at the cool sensation against her skin  ,  head lifting just a bit to avoid touch the weapon beneath her chin  .  panic flashes in her eyes  ,  despite her confidence before  ,  all she feels is fear  .  yes  ,  confident as she is when she had talked back to corvus  ;  she still had self-preservation  .  swallowing thickly  ,  ❝  what do you intend to do  ??  ❞  she asks  ,  voice strained  ,  a slight tremor to her tone  .  surely  ,  he can't be thinking of murdering her  ,  could he  ??  she's not someone who WOULDN'T be missed if she went missing  ,  her father would tear up the town . . . no  .  whatever corvus is trying to do  ,  it felt more like a threatening challenge than a demand for her life . . . unless she's reading the atmosphere wrongly  .  she could be reading it all wrong  .  after all  ,  corvus mentioned that he was a mad man  ,  who's to say his calm and patience right now isn't a TEST thrown to penelope but an actual demand for her blood  ??  she did say mad men are hard to read and that she'd prefer to figure it out herself if corvus was truly MAD . . . is this his answer  ??

extremely self-indulgent.  /  accepting.

[ardauntly-a]

"They have not told you that I am mad?" (from corvus!)

            steady eyes focuses upon the other  ,  ❝  they have  ,  ❞  she declares  ,  ❝  but i've been told that i'm very bad at heeding warnings sometimes  ,  ❞  penelope continues  .  perhaps she is dense  ,  perhaps she's not bright . . . it'll be her tenderness that'll get her killed one day  .  people warn her to have her guard up around men like HIM  ,  and yet  ,  here she is despite all the cautions she's received  .  ❝  i prefer to say i wouldn't judge a book by it's cover  ,  ❞  she says  ,  shoulders lifitng in a half shrug  ,  ❝  and i suppose the next thing you might say is that i'm naive . . .  ❞  she hums  ,  yes . . . she acknowledges that fact  .  sure  ,  she has SELF PRESERVATION  ;  she is a tad afraid right now  ,  but she supposes it's healthy to be fearful  ,  especially when dealing with someone like ht eother  ,  ❝  i just say i'd like to know people before i listen to hearsay  .  i'd like to judge for myself  .  ❞

the bear & the nightingale  /  accepting.

[ardauntly-a]

"You are human after all. I wondered." (from corvus!)

            ❝  if not HUMAN  ,  then what did you suspect me to be  ??  ❞  penelope asks  ,  ache lining her tone . . . betrayal and yet  ,  what did she expect of the other  ??  he could easily say her own tenderness led her down a path of destruction and she would not be able to deny it  ,  she's TOO SOFT sometimes . . . no  ,  all the time  .  ❝  a witch  ??  a demoness  ??  ❞  she queries  ,  despite her franticness and her upset . . . her tone is mournful and low  ,  ❝  pray tell  ,  what did you think me to be  ??  i bleed and weep  ,  i eat and laugh . . . just as any human does  ,  ❞  a shuddering breath wracks her ribcage  ,  barely drawing enough strenght to stand up straight  ,  ❝  this ache in my chest  ,  where my heart rapts against its cage proves i am just as human as the next . . .  ❞  she declares  ,  ❝  your wretched curiosity . . . your WONDER . . .  ❞  she speaks as if to curse him  .  as if she could curse the man . . . she had no such abilities . . . sometimes she wished she did  ,  but she knew even if she had the ability to cast wretched spells  ;  she'd still choose to LOVE and be kind  .  her own damned weakness  .

the bear & the nightingale  /  accepting.

[quietlyblooms-gone]

@raubtierc | continued from here!

despite herself, there is a sliver of trepidation that pierces her lungs as zaya smiles. it doesn't look like any other he's given her before -- the man looks deranged, remnants of blood coloring his grin. it's everywhere, that blood, and chiyo's mouth waters. she swallows. her stomach lurches. whatever zaya's done, she doesn't fear him nearly as much as she fears what she might do to him.

he must think himself the only threat between them. would he smile at her like that if she sank her teeth into---

her brows knit together as she focuses upon the tiled ground. she stops breathing. zaya's testing her, isn't he? that's all this is. will she flinch when faced with his violence? curl her lip in disgust? run away? perhaps it's stupid, her loyalty. blind. no one in golden peaks is quite what they seem, yet she's such a sentimental creature, accepting an old friend with open arms as though time changed nothing ( but it changed her, didn't it? ). maybe that just doesn't matter now, if it ever mattered at all.

if there's a beast inside zaya, how can she possibly turn away from him? she's just as monstrous.

chiyo firmly takes zaya's hand, ignoring its stickiness as she draws closer to him. right into the lion's maw trots the little lamb, trusting that he won't rip her apart as promised; trusting that she, too, will keep her teeth away from his throat.

" you're so dramatic, " chiyo casually chides, free hand wiping away a smattering of crimson drops. but it only smears and makes more of a mess. without thinking twice, the blonde licks her thumb ( just a taste; like nectar; addicting and sweet; but she can't let it show ) before wiping at zaya's face again. her eyes flick from her task to his gaze. " do you expect me to run away because you look like carrie? sorry to disappoint, but i'm pretty hard to spook these days. "

[ardauntly-a]

❝ One day all men must die, but it serves no good to dwell on death. I prefer to take each day as it comes. ❞ (from corvus!)

stormborn iv.  /  accepting

            ❝  i suppose that is a way to live . . .   ❞  penelope says  ,  tone hesitant and unsure  ,  it's not a way of life she'd subscribe to . . . it's too burdensome  ,  too abrupt  ,  too . . . empty to live one's life  ;  but  ,  that's not her place to judge how corvus wants to live his days  .  ❝  isn't it . . .  EMPTY to live such a way  ??  to have nothing to look forward to  ??  ❞  she asks  ,  lips twisted into a wry grimace  .  sure  ,  one day  ,  people will meet their ends  --  be it through natural means or through devious ways  --  but is there such a way to live so DIRELY  ,  so desperately that to take it a day at a time is the only way to survive  ??  with nothing to look ahead to  ,  nothing to work towards . . . that must be so . . . superficial  .  ❝  surely  ,  not dwelling on the end of one's existence is . . . good  ,  but that way of life is so lonely  ,  so sad . . .  ❞  she laments  .  

[tewwor]

"look me in the eye and say that again ." (for genki, from dom! im so sorry for him already 💀 @raubtierc )

idr the prompt oopsie — @raubtierc / @goldcnpeaks

Ah.

Something grates the knife's edge of her nerves. Agitation? Impatience? Both for having to repeat herself twice? Whatever it is, she coaxes a steadying breath in through the nose. Genki meets his gaze. Keeps her expression neutral, carefully blank before the slowest sprawl of plum dark lips ticks upwards.

"I said make me."

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