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[dracheir]

        ❝This ‘burger’ is truly delicious,❞ she says. ❝I’ve never had anything like it!❞

[dracheir]

divinelusive‌:

♔┊ Is it possible for there to be another him … ? He believed so … After all, his talks with several of the people that he believed to be from his world didn’t seem to be from his world, even though he knew them … some of them didn’t even now him. It felt lonely but it was okay ! For now, he should focus on the girl in front of him, she needed answers and so did he. He stood perfectly still as she inspected him, though he was curious … did she have yato ? Her dragon stone … ? Anything that he didn’t have … ?

❛ I was, I was … born in … ❜ was it safe to say valla in this place ? and what if she didn’t … know ?  ❛ Um, I was born in a hidden kingdom, but I was raised in the northern fortress with Joker, Felicia, Flor,  and Lilith. ❜

♔┊ He carefully put the flowers he collected into a small bag he had with him before smiling at the other, he still wanted to try to remain friendly towards her. After all, if they were the same person then they should understand each-other pretty well.

❛ I don’t believe it’s to strange … this place has a habit of making things like this happen. ❜

    Eyes widen at ‘hidden kingdom’; for she knew exactly of the place she spoke of, and why he spoke of it so vaguely. Their retainers were the same, too. To think, someone like him who shared the same circumstances existed —  it only left her wondering of what more she didn’t know about the world. She’s grateful that he seemed just as friendly as she was, too.

         ❝It seems... we truly are the same.❞

     But the inquiry of how long she’s been on the island takes her by surprise. Did that mean that he didn’t just arrive, too?

        ❝Does it? I’ve only arrived, so I don’t quite know the nature of the place. I guess you’ve been here awhile?❞ she inquires. ❝I’m afraid they’ve taken most of my things, including Yato. Is that the same for you?❞

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nohreason‌:

immediately he fumbles for his neck, just to confirm that she is indeed telling the truth and not merely playing a prank – but alas, there it is once again, the dreaded inside-out collar. of course, there’s nowhere to run and fix the damned thing without publicly undressing (never), and so he must live with the consequences of yet another hurried morning preparation.

<<I’m glad you’ve gotten such joy out of my misfortune once again, Kamui…>>

<<But I suppose I can let it go just this once. I’m glad to see you, too.>> a smile reappears upon his face, though it is but a sliver of such. <<How long have you been here on the island?>>

           ❝You know I love you, Brother.❞

     She chuckles, humored by the sight of her brother fumbling for his neck. It seemed that old habits would die hard. While Kamui would tease him every so often, it was unfortunate that it was true, this time around; and that they were in public like this.

      But the inquiry of how long she’s been on the island takes her by surprise. Did that mean that he didn’t just arrive, too?

         ❝I’ve only arrived today,❞ she says, tilting her head. ❝why? how long have you been in this place for, Leo?❞

[dracheir]

ahhh i’m so sorry for the inactivity over here ! i’ve been really busy with things. i’ll do my best to get to things but if you wanna plot hit me up with an im !

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yanagichiri·:

         The distance he keeps between them is intentional, as this encounter is certainly not. His lips are drawn into a thin line, hand perched on the handle of his blade, fingers drumming on the hilt. It’s not malice he feels anymore, no, not quite. 

He can feel a line of dread sear down his spine  the moment their eyes meet. Though the people around him bustle and go about their day, he stands rooted. Too lost in himself. Too conflicted.

He’s grateful she doesn’t approach, though he’d never admit that. The aching in the back of his head is still present, gnawing even with all the memories he’d regained. What else was left?

     “Did you forget? We got here at around the same time…” He sighs, shakes his head. “Or are you just trying to trick me again?”

            ❝What do you mean?❞

      Confusion evident in her mien, she does notice how he drummed against his blade, how he doesn't quite reciprocate the amount of relief she had. Before he had spoken, she had intended on an endearing gesture— a hug, maybe, but the details he spoke of were bewildering.

      The queen rests a hand above her chest, shaking her head.

          ❝I only just arrived today,❞ she says, looking straight into his eyes. ❝I would never trick you, Brother. Are you... alright?❞

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righcuthach·:

   ‘Piss off.’ 

Two words that could have been said effortlessly––especially to a stranger who didn’t get the original message––were withheld. While his stare was no less frigid than it had been moments ago when he peered over his shoulder, in light of someone who inexplicably spoke to him courteously, he responded in kind.

    “I gave you simple directions, not an invitation for you to follow. There’s no need for you to tag along.” His tone had lost its cutting edge, softening into something quieter and duller. Even a child would understand ‘go straight and turn.’ Culture shock and other elements that might have had an influence didn’t cross his mind; he didn’t really care enough to figure out this girl’s reasons on her behalf.

And yet, should she have decided to continue following him, he wasn’t inclined to stop her. At least, not after adding: “It’s not my problem if you get hurt.”

            ❝Well, yes, but I'm not quite sure what you meant by down the block—❞

      A small chuckle escapes her lips, as she finally catches up to his side. She had been to many places, adjusting to their customs and culture, but this place was far different. It had fascinated her, like a new adventure altogeter.

      Yet, once she hears his warning, her expression is truly perplexed. She knew she could defend herself, but she was confused. Did he see himself as a threat to her? He had been nothing but helpful, after all.

          ❝Why would I get hurt?❞ She thinks aloud, resting a hand on her chin. ❝This place has posed no danger since I arrived, and you don't seem to be a bad person.❞

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divinelusive·:

♔┊ PICKING FLOWERS IN COTES WARD WAS ONE OF HIS FAVORITE THINGS to do so far, it was always peacful with a soft breeze that sent flowers everywhere. It reminded him so much of the short time he spent in hoshido with his mother … And gathering flowers for his siblings and friends was always so much fun ! Seeing the happiness or embarrassment on their faces was always pure joy to him.

♔┊ THOUGH IT SEEMS TODAY HAD OTHER PLANS FOR HIM AS HE HEARD SOMEONE speak to him, a simple ‘excuse me’ and he thought nothing of it at first until he stood up, red eyes meeting the same, both of them dawning incredibly similar attire causing him to stare in disbelief for a moment before a few thoughts floated in his mind, this was … strange to say the least, but he should answer her question !

❛ Um, I’m Kamui. This is a little strange – Are you … Also Kamui ? ❜

            ❝Yes, I am. But this truly is strange,❞

      She circles around the other, eyeing him from head to toe. Even the pattern of their armor was similar. They even seemed to share the same flower-picking hobby. While she was all too familiar with the divine workings of destiny, and the existence of outrealms— never did she think there would exist a man who shared her name.

      Many questions plagued the girl's mind about him. She wondered if he had faced the same events as she, whether they shared a similar fate.

          ❝Is it possible for there to be another... me?❞ She thinks aloud, resting a hand on her chin. ❝Tell me, were you also raised in the Northern Fortress? With Joker, Felicia, and Flora?❞

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@aquastress

     A natural curiosity had taken over her, as she let herself explore the new landscape she was brought to. A fabled shrine had caught her attention, as feet carry her in where she believes is its location, only to be greeted by the sound of someone in prayer.

     She follows the gentle voice, finding it strangely familiar. As she drew closer, her eyes widen at the sight of the woman's hair from behind. The way it seemed to flow like a river, how it was adorned by ornaments of gold— it brought Kamui to a smile.

     It seemed, even a place like this: the two were connected by the circumstances of fate.

         ❝Azura—❞ she calls to the other, after she had finished her prayer. A hand over her chest. ❝I'm so happy to see you.❞

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@yanagichiri​

         ❝Maybe Joker was right, I should start wearing shoes.❞

     A groan as she holds her foot, sitting on top of a nearby bench. The pavement against the harsh sunlight of the city was burning her soles. Being barefoot had proven useful in combat, but she had not much use for it here in Spirale.

     Kamui takes a deep breath out, the pain in her feet subsiding within a few seconds. Looking out to the crowd of people walking by her, she manages to spot someone familiar about to pass her. There was no mistaking it.

         ❝— Takumi?❞ She immediately stands up from her seat, to face him. ❝Brother! I never thought I'd see you here. Were you suddenly brought here, too?❞

[dracheir]

𝟝𝟝 𝕣𝕒𝕟𝕕𝕠𝕞 𝕤𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕟𝕔𝕖 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕤

“Stop lying.” “I like your style.” “I’m better off alone.” “Tell me what you want!” “Look me in the eyes and tell me the truth.” “I think it’s working.” “This is important to me!” “I’m staying.” “I can’t stay.” “Please stay.” “Leave and never come back.” “We’re wasting time.” “Hurry up!” “I can handle it.” “I won’t let you take this from me!” “I have a dream.” “I didn’t mean it.” “I’m sorry.” “I’m not sorry.” “Please give me another chance.” “You always forgive me.” “You never listen.” “Listen to me for once!” “Knowledge is power.” “You’re afraid.” “Just trust me.” “I’m glad that you came.” “I’m back for a while.” “Show some control.” “You’re being ridiculous.” “I got here all by myself.” “I don’t need your help.” “I need your help.” “I’m in my own hell.” “I’m in heaven.” “Why so serious?” “Stop being so serious.” “Start taking this seriously!” “I’m okay.” “I’m not okay.” “You’re tying me down.” “I want to let go.” “I don’t want to let go.” “I’m not going to live in the past anymore.” “I want to turn back time.” “I want to live with no regrets.” “What if it doesn’t last?” “It has to last.” “I wouldn’t change you.” “It was an accident.” “It was a mistake.” “It’s not going to happen.” “Keep dreaming.” “Are you pulling my leg?” “Stop joking.”

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IMPERIAL ASKS / WRITING EXERCISES

commodus - what is your muse’s weapon of choice?

nero - what is your muse’s favourite work of art? ( any art: written, dance, music, sculpture, etc. )

tiberius - does your muse believe in any superstitions?

hannibal - what is a seemingly random memory your muse carries from childhood / youth?

k'inich janaab’ pakal - write about a time your muse was afraid of themselves.

constantine - what are your muse’s bad religious / moral habits?

qin shi huang - when your muse daydreams, where does their mind go?

cyrus - describe your muse’s ideal afternoon.

ivan the terrible - if your muse had a title ( like “the terrible” ) what would it be?

xerxes - what film soundtrack best describes your muse?

wu zetian - everyone feels like they should have been born in a different era, whether it is in the past or future. where on the timeline does your muse feel like they would have fit in better?

ptolemy - how does your muse feel about change?

genghis khan - does your muse consider themself a good person? how does this alter from reality?

michael viii palaiologos - does your muse believe that love is a feeling or a choice?

napoleon bonaparte - write an aesthetic paragraph / prose from your muse’s point of view, using first person and all.

[dracheir]

        ❝Love is beautiful,❞ a small hum.  ❝everyone is deserving of it—  and I’m grateful to my family for loving me unconditionally.❞

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@nohreason

         ❝Forgive me, while I am happy to see you,❞

     The big sister tries to hold in her laughter, but to no avail— a few chuckles had left her lips as she pulls away from the embrace she had greeted him with. While she did approach him out of relief that he was safe, she had immediately observed something silly about him.

     She places a hand on his shoulder, grinning as she uncovers the laughing matter.

         ❝your collar's inside-out again, Leo.❞

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righcuthach‌:

Was this girl dense, or was she just the type to act senselessly? Either way, it was none of his concern, especially not when he had already done more than necessary by telling her which way to go. Failure to understand wasn’t something he had to fix. He did, for a moment, stare at her. Seconds passed, but she still did not move.

So he picked her up, with one arm around her waist.

Obstruction removed, he was free to continue walking in his intended direction, which was conveniently the way this girl was supposed to go also. They hadn’t reached any store with food yet ( it was further down ) when he abruptly set her back down, right by the entrance to an alley.

Without sparing another look at her, he turned the corner by himself and went down the shaded path.

         ❝Ah—❞

     She didn't think she'd be picked up so easily, but she felt like a feather, as though the man didn't struggle lifting her at all. Once her feet had planted on the ground once more, she watches as he proceeded down the path ahead.

     Amity was not often met with immediate results, a lesson she had learned after leaving her fortress. Yet, saint-hearted souls did not concede so easily. Naive she may be, placing faith even in the most unlikely of folk— but her heart was torch-like, a beacon ready to illuminate others'.

     A hesitant hum, but the girl decides to follow after him.

         ❝— Wait!❞ She calls out, catching up and trailing behind him. ❝If I may, I'd like to follow you until I find somewhere to go.❞

[dracheir]

hello my dear comrades ! do give this post a li’l ❤ for a starter. capping at 5. castmates, though, are exempted !

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@maliglove​

         ❝— Big Sister!❞

     Greeting Camilla with an embrace, Kamui could recognize her from a mile away. While the little sister was most often the recipient of such gestures, being apart from her family had sparked a desire to return to them: to be showered in their affection, and to ensure that they were happy.

     A small giggle, parting from their hug, holding her big sister's arms in hers. It was as though a stress had been lifted from the queen's shoulders, as her lips eased into a bright smile as she met her sister’s eyes.

         ❝I've missed you. I'm so glad to see you.❞

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@divinelusive

     Cotes was a beautiful ward, reminiscent of Hoshido. Being here, surrounded by beauteous flora and scenery— made it feel like home was a little closer. ( She only wished that their world was safe from harm. )

     The noble takes a brief moment to kneel, picking up a fallen cherry blossom on the pavement. A small smile, fingertips fiddling with it gently. A small breeze blows past, prompting her to tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear, but she is greeted by a peculiar sight.

     A man, who wore similar features to her own, had also been picking flowers. It was almost like looking in the mirror: the same velvet eyes, the cream-white hair, pointed ears— yet he was still different. It was as though it was a trick of fate. How could this be?

         ❝Excuse me,❞ she approaches him. ❝I— who... are you?❞