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sje shine on my inazuma till i eternal 🙏

hey can i rizz you up

i will have to decline, as i'm already with the rizz king herself

[spiritfaux]

"A little excitement never hurt anyone." Her eyes dart to the team beside them. "On purpose, at least."

She accepts the bomb, tilting her head at him as they exchange places. "Overseer of that very shrine," comes her answer, gaze drifting now over their sea of splintered wood. Sights set on a target, the last one still perched on the rocks. If she's lucky, enough pieces will fall to catch a few others on fire.

[Roll: 3 -> Miss! ... +0 points]

The bomb soars high, clearing the rocks with ease. Something squawks before it bursts. Miko grimaces.

"And not a professional at all, I fear."

An apologetic smile, her hand extended for his in a gesture of good sportsmanship. If anyone asks, she will answer that they were merely giving the other teams a chance.

"Do let me know where to address such invitations, hm?"

Harpastum Toss: Wriothesley & Yae Miko

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"Positive," lips curl into an amused smile, "I am merely a fast learner."

She has decided to deem him tolerable.

"I fear such raucous forms of entertainment are rather uncommon in my occupation. Though perhaps I could volunteer the Grand Narukami Shrine to host the next tournament."

She most certainly will not be doing that, funny as it may be.

Two harpastum remain once hers has been selected, no match for the sea of targets that still oppose them. Make them count indeed.

[Roll: 9 -> Hit! ... +2 points]

The throw is hardly as intentional as her last, bomb knocking into one target and catching a second with the shrapnel. Miko hums.

"I should remember to send you an invitation."

Harpastum Toss: Wriothesley & Yae Miko

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"Risky," she agrees, violet gaze following him, "but clever."

Their neighbors prove unreliable, and so Miko returns to the drawing board. Her head tilts as she studies the arrangement of the targets, watching the splintered remains of Wriothesley's settle around them. One particularly large scrap has managed to wedge its flat end in the sand, leaving a rather hazardously sharp piece of wood jutting up from the ground.

She aims straight for it.

[Roll: 20 -> Crit! ... +4 points]

The harpastum's decorative wrappings catch on the jagged edge, and there is a loud hiss before it bursts. The targets adjacent to it crack and fall, sparking pitifully in the sand.

Kitsune's tail swishes, pleased. "We've only a few left," she nods to their near depleted pile of bombs. "Let us not waste them."

Harpastum Toss: Wriothesley & Yae Miko

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Her opinion of him remains yet undecided. Miko resumes her perch and watches his throw, finger tapping idly on her knee. Strategy, yes. If something does not work, one must change it.

When next she takes her place, harpastum weighing in her palm, she does not throw it immediately. These are light, easily knocked off of their course. Something amended by a throw with enough force, certainly.

Beside them, that cat-eared girl has stepped up to throw again. Miko smiles, and lets her own bomb fly. It arcs wide just as their opponent's own explosion goes off.

[Roll: 20 -> Crit! ... +4 points]

The force of the thing sends her own flying straight for its proper target. There is a cheerful popping sound as it hits one, three others igniting around it. Miko brushes her hands together.

"Much better."

Harpastum Toss: Wriothesley & Yae Miko

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Kitsune's ears twitch, an eyebrow raising. Perhaps she should not have been so eager to feign blame. "And you will have me to thank if it chooses to behave."

Which it does.

"Just like that."

With the confidence of a woman who has just accepted credit for another's own skill, Miko plucks a harpastum for herself. She tosses him a smile over her shoulder, smug, and then tosses it.

[Roll: 1 -> Miss! ... +0 points]

Perhaps she will be requesting a word with Barbatos himself.

"Well." This is utterly terrible. "I suppose we are even, then."

Harpastum Toss: Wriothesley & Yae Miko

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Miko's gaze follows his on instinct rather than intention. From her perch, she catches the cause of the commotion with relative ease. When her attention flits back to their woefully not-on-fire targets, she finds it difficult to be properly disappointed.

Of course she cannot let him know such, though her hum of acknowledgement comes far less passive aggressively than it might have otherwise.

[Roll: 15 -> Hit! ... +2 points]

"Perhaps I should not have called the wind on its biases," she muses on her return, targets still crackling behind her. Decidedly dropping her veil of disappointment further-- an act of kindness entirely for her own benefit, naturally-- Miko flashes him a smile.

"Let us hope its archon is in a forgiving mood, hm?" Not that the man himself could possibly care, but there's no reason for Wriothesley to know that.

Harpastum Toss: Wriothesley & Yae Miko

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"How astute of you. I had thought the same," Miko muses, tapping a finger to her lower lip. "The other type seem..." A second (particularly loud) explosion rings out then, right from where Wriothesley had just pointed, as though to finish the thought for her. The poor fellow behind it looks... frazzled.

"...a touch excessive."

Pleased by the success of her direction, she rises to take her place yet again. How fortunate that she had been assigned a partner who knew how to listen. Eyes skirt to where smoke is still clearing.

Fortunate indeed.

[Roll: 16 -> Hit! ... +2 points!]

Her tail curls, only the slightest betrayal of her disappointment as a mere few more targets splinter. "The breeze is playing favorite then, it seems."

Harpastum Toss: Wriothesley & Yae Miko

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Kitsune's ears twitch. "I cannot say I have."

And though she is loathe to do the playing part of it herself, it is decidedly a small price to pay for some competition. Perhaps one of the most amusing traits of human society: their penchant for winning. A shared interest, that.

She exchanges places with her partner, plucking a harpastum from the pile as she goes. A cursory inspection, an amused curl of her lips. What a fascinating way to decorate a weapon.

"And yourself?" Eyes narrow on their target, her arm raises. Aim and throw-- no more complex than breathing in and out. An explosion joins the chorus as her own lands, and Miko clicks her tongue.

[Roll: 13 -> Hit! ... +2 points]

She steps back from the mark. "Not bad," hardly praise, a mere remark, "perhaps aiming lower will catch more targets in a single explosion." A pause. "Or just sand, I suppose."

Harpastum Toss: Wriothesley & Yae Miko

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Yae Miko, in all of her experience with the great histories of Teyvat and the very concept of eternity itself, seldom finds herself quite as bewildered as she does now.

Which is to say that she looks entirely unbothered by the room around her despite how plainly foreign it is. Even the technological marvels of Fontaine could hardly raise a candle to the fascinatingly decrepit box of metal she stands in. Where there are windows, nothing exists beyond them but stars. No dirt or clouds, no earth or sea. Only sky.

But curiosity is known for killing cats, not kitsune. So she decidedly holds no regret for sticking her nose in places she perhaps should not have, and will worry later about how exactly to stick her nose back where it came from.

"You may call me Lady Yae," she answers the man, entirely too important-looking to be tasked with what she can only comprehend as 'higher level pest control.' "Or Miko, if it better suits you."

The room illuminates at his command without a candle or vision, and as he steps further into it she cranes her head to peer at the strange button with which he had preformed such a feat. Fascinating. She presses it herself, watches as the room is swathed in darkness, and then repeats the motion to flood it with light once more.

"And what of you?" Miko asks in turn, abandoning the switch to follow. "Or your friend there," her gaze flits to the bird that seems to make home in the crook of his shoulder, a curious brow raised, "I don't suppose I missed some sort of memo to bring company on such an endevour as this, did I? Do these -- oh, what did you call them -- wubble boos enjoy the taste of bird?"

What's all this Wubbaboo about?

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Kitsune perches atop a pillow, legs folded over one another and eyes alight with amusement. The shrine bustles with life, warm flickers of light and cool shadows that silhouette against the silk screen at her back.

"Go on then," she waves her hand, "show me your new treasure."

The traveler's companion without the company of Lumine herself is a rather strange sight. Miko had anticipated receiving them both, but she makes no complaint for the absence of the other. She only cants her head curiously, watching as Paimon flits about the very reason for their meeting.

Being a creature of divinity, Miko herself had little interest in makeup for its usual purposes.There would never be a need to cover a blemish on her face or smooth an imperfection. Simply put, she had none. This form was of her choosing, exempt from mortal woes.

Though, while she would never consider herself a conceited being, there was a certain novelty to decorating one's own features. For the purposes of today, Miko has forgone her usual detailing. 

"Marvelous indeed," she praises, gentle laughter warm in her tone. "Now then, seeing as it is your prize, I suppose it is only fair that decision making be up to you. How is it you would like for us to start?"

@entwinefates !!

╰ ❀ ˖ — eye of the beholder

[spiritfaux]

"Smart girl," Miko praises, a satisfied smile curling her lips. She is a peculiar thing, undeniably human and yet inexplicably different, and so the kitsune has decided she does not much mind the pitch of her voice of never ending stream of thought that seems to pour from her mouth. 

That, and her general cluelessness makes promise for at least an hour's worth of entertainment. Miko had not made the trip to Mondstadt to be bored, after all.

"Practice enough, and I imagine you'll be a face amongst the cards in due time," comes her reply, founded in absolutely nothing at all. Not even Miko, whose visage had been handpainted upon hundreds of cards by now, knew anything about what warranted it. She has no intention of betraying that to March, of course. 

With a thoughtful hmm, she thumbs through her own deck. In games like these there was only so much fun to be garnered by playing according to written rules. There have been centuries of her life to learn how something is supposed to be done, and Miko has found that such procedure grows only more and more tedious with every one that passes.

"You should choose the cards that speak to you the most. Disregard their purposes in favor of your intuition," the decorations on her ears jingle with the tilt of her head, "it has always worked for me."

　　` ❅ ◞　a foxian game of cards.

　 　❛　bloom : it's time to d-d-d-duel　╱　march 7th & yae miko

[spiritfaux]

A click of her tongue is the only acknowledgement the kitsune gives to the thin veil that is his flattery. She instead allows the lull in her side of the conversation to be filled by movement as their mutual entourages gather and disperse towards their intended destination.

"As you have so kindly made mention of my age," her reply comes with a sidelong glance through narrowed eyes, "I would have expected a boy as smart as yourself capable of assuming me to be rather well-travelled. Surely you do not believe my every waking moment spent beneath the Sacred Sakura?"

Truthfully, she has not seen the island in some long while. Before the age of its current priestess, certainly, perhaps even before her latest predecessor. Watatsumi had not demanded that Eternity pay it such delicate mind since times long forgotten, and Miko rarely sought to tend personally to any matters without direct request.

Unless, of course, they might amuse her.

Faux pity overtakes her expression. "Such a shame that you have not spared a moment to see the place yourself before now. Though I am sure your vacations are spent on much more worthwhile pastimes, I should implore you to venture outside of your estate more often."

Perhaps, with enough persausion, he might consider an early retirement to the shores of Fontaine.

࿐ PETALS AMONG MISTS.

March Commission: Inazuma

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Through her lashes, Miko peers once more at the girl. With one brow quirked, her expression might be described as quizzical. She takes her time in finishing her inspection of the petals, providing only a hm of acknowledgement as the other speaks.

"Correct you are," she answers finally, smiling as she drops the plant back into its designated pile. "But the Sacred Sakura's petals bear a much different weight. It is believed by some that each petal is a piece of the Narukami Ogosho's divinity," her ears twitch, amused, "though there is, of course, no way to prove such a claim."

Though she, of course, knows that the truth of it is arguably more broad. Everything in Inazuma holds a scrap of the Shogun's divinity, be it the petal of a flower or the soil in which its tree is planted. It is by design, and will remain for eternity as dictated by the Archon herself.

Unfortunately, that fact makes for a much less appealing advertisement, so Miko doesn't elaborate.

"Divinity can do quite a number of things, even in such a small amount," she suggests, "perhaps it can emulate life, perhaps it can provide a burst of supernatural strength or even healing capabilites." It likely will do none of the above, but that's not her problem. "Who wouldn't wish to give it a try?"

The blonde nodded her head in understanding, placing one hand underneath her chin as she began to ponder over the different possibilities.

( Energy boost... Reduce swelling...I suppose a Naku Weed based potion could be useful to adventurers who are often worn out from their long journeys, or those who are prone to getting hurt. ) ー A certain Pyro-wielding adventurer from Mondstadt immediately came to mind.

"That sounds like a plausible route to take. However...I'm a little curious about those legends you speak of? Even if it turns out to be nothing but a bunch of hearsay, it could be worth the try."

So far none of the potions she created had been truly groundbreaking. They had been selling decently well and even Sucrose was satisfied with the results she was able to put down, but Lumine is a highly competitive individual. How nice it would be if they could create a potion so special and unique, it would even blow the genius alchemist Albedo's socks off?

Or perhaps the Traveler was simply looking for a juicy story? She had never told this to Miko herself, but she was actually a regular at Yae Publishing House. Fischl first introduced her to the concept of romance novels and she has been hooked ever since. It might not fit her 'strong and indepent female warrior' image, but she loves nothing more than to indulge in a good love story every now and then. Even the fiercest fighters can be a maiden at heart, no?

"Sakura are a symbol of life and death, are they not? With spring comes new life, but the Sakura tree only blossoms for a short period of time, reminding us that life is ultimately fleeting."

( New life...A potion which can bring someone back from the death? No, no, no...That is too absurd, even for a legend. ...Or is it? )

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anyone wanna genius invokation their tcg with one yae miko at the small price of she eats your cards when you aren't looking

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Kitsune clicks her tongue, dissatisfied. Humans and their mora, like birds to seed. She supposes it is endearing; the young traveler always has been in this way, so eager and full of life. She must take to her every task with such enthusiasm, which Miko thinks sounds dreadfully exhausting.

"I suppose I can spare a moment..." As though she had not been the one to willingly approach. Her time is expensive, and even for a friend she is loathe to let that be forgotten. 

Miko directs her attention to the ingredients then, tapping her chin as she surveys them. Nothing exciting here, not the way she would hope for. Herbs and flowers, relatively normal looking mushrooms and perfectly edible berries... Boring.

"A high enough concentration of naku weed might warrant a nice energy boost." Eyes flit to Lumine, glittering with mischief. The plant has always been known to symbolize coming storms, after all, but there were much more surefire ways to see a person struck by lightening. She relents with a sigh.

"They are commonly used in Inazuman medical practice, good for reducing swelling. I suppose they might be worthwhile for something medicinal." Between her fingers, Miko plucks a dried calla lily from the carefully arranged display, inspecting it lazily. "Petals from the Sacred Sakura though... that depends on what legends you believe."

Either the blonde had been too absorbed in the task at hand, or the Inazuman Shrine Maiden was secretly also a stealth master, because she did not hear her approach in the slightly - leaving Lumine rather startled by her sudden appearance.

"...Y-Yae!?"

( Oh noー )

An appropriate first thought to have. The Traveler could only imagine the power of alchemy in the hands of a true trickster. While she had no issue pulling a little harmless prank on someone every now and then, she was afraid that things could escalate very quickly.

"Ahaha...Those sure are interesting options! However, I'm not quite certain if they would sell well. They would only appeal to very specific group of people after all. I'm looking to make the kind of potions which will be popular with many!" ー She has to make that sweet, sweet Mora to continue providing for her flying companion's needs (mainly in terms of food) after all.

"But if you are interested in alchemy, you are free to join me! I'm still a beginner myself, but Sucrose was very impressed with my process. She said that I might be a natural!"

Gesturing towards the cauldron, Lumine began to explain the several steps within the crafting process.

"It all starts with the ingredients, of course. Lisa provided me with a starting batch, but I'm also cultivating different herbs and plants myself. So far most of them are from Mondstadt or Liyue. ...Oh! Perhaps you have some Inazuman specialities on you? I wonder what effect adding Naku Weed or Sakura Blooms into the mix would have...?"