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@celestieuโ : why are you looking at me like that ? | x
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ๐๐ฎ๐๐๐๐ฎ ๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ฐ๐ย ๐๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ฌ๐๐ฌ ๐๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฐ๐๐จ๐ ๐ฐ๐ด ๐ณ๐จ๐ด๐ ๐๐จ๐๐, D knew better than to assume too much of anything. Similarities between the likes of flora and fauna were committed to just as careful a memory as their many differences, and D wasnโt one to shy away for the odd looks he received when asking the townspeople questions that even a child would knowโsuch was the fastest way to determine the sort of realm heโd been thrust so gracelessly into, even if it made him out to be something of an odd and ignorant character in the eyes of Madelineโs clients.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย In spite of his curiosity, however, there were boundaries D sought to keep intact: he would not question his client of her past, and she left well enough alone in return. That was the intent, at the very least, until one day it seemed the hand could no longer contain his conjectures. It wasnโt often the countenanced carbuncle deigned to obscure his vulgar mouth, but they knew from experience that Madeline had far keener hearing than most; the handโs musings appeared in Dโs mind as if the thoughts were his own. Telepathy. A rare thing, for the hand to seek such privacy.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ๐๐ต ๐ช๐ด๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฐ๐ฃ๐ด๐ค๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ด๐ต๐ด, ๐ข๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ, it mused quietly in Dโs thoughts. ๐๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ช๐ต'๐ด ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ค๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ข๐ณ๐บ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ด๐ข๐ง๐ฆ๐ต๐บ. ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ค๐ฉ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ต๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ท๐ฆ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง. ๐๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฑ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ช๐ต๐ข๐ต๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐จ๐ถ๐ด๐ฉ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ณ๐บ. ๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐ฆ๐น๐ข๐ค๐ต๐ญ๐บ? ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต๐ด? ๐๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ช๐ค๐ช๐ฏ๐ฆ? ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ด๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ช๐ต, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฉ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ด ๐ข ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐บ ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ช๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฎ๐ฃ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฐ. ๐๐ถ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ญ๐บ, ๐ฃ๐ข๐ค๐ฌ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐๐ข๐ณ๐ต๐ฉ, ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ช๐ค๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ช๐ค๐ช๐ฏ๐ข๐ญ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ต๐ช๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฏ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ. ๐๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ, ๐ฆ๐ฉ, ๐ง๐ข๐ฏ๐ต๐ข๐ด๐ต๐ช๐ค๐ข๐ญ ๐ข๐ค๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ต๐ด, ๐ข ๐ค๐ข๐ฑ๐ต๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ช๐ค๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ฃ๐ข๐ณ๐จ๐ข๐ช๐ฏ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ช๐ต๐ด ๐ง๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ฆ๐น๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ถ๐ญ๐ง๐ช๐ญ๐ญ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ข ๐ธ๐ช๐ด๐ฉ. ๐๐ฐ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌโ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Does it matter what I think? Came Dโs simple response. Why she needs protection isnโt my problem.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ๐๐น๐ค๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ต ๐ช๐ด๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ช๐ต? ๐๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐บ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต! ๐๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฐ๐ถ๐ด ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ซ๐ฐ๐ฃ, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ฅ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ช๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ด ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ต๐ฆ๐ค๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ช๐ต... ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ช๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ต๐ข๐ช๐ญ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ข ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฎ๐ข๐ญ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ค๐ต, ๐ฅ๐ช๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ? ๐๐ข๐บ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ต๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ช๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ?
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย It was only briefly that D looked up, allowing his eyes to linger on Madeline from where she worked. But just long enough to catch her gaze once she realized she was being watched, surely enough. In spite of the conversation in his mind, and even having been caught in the act, D didnโt so much as react to her question.
ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐ฐ ๐๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐๐ซ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ค, ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ฒ๐๐ฎ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ฆ๐๐ง๐ญ, ๐ฐ๐ ๐ง๐๐๐ ๐ญ๐ ๐ญ๐๐ฅ๐ค.โ
#|| ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ด๐๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ฌ โ ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฆ๐ฌ ( 2 )#|| ๐๐๐๐ โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฌ ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ [ asks ]#princess celestia
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@celestieuโโ : โ ย why ย are ย you ย so ย nice ย to ย me ? ย โ :// why are you working for free d | x
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ ๐ฌ๐พ๐๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ฐ๐๐ด ๐๐ด๐๐ฎ๐จ๐ด๐๐ฐ๐ด๐, D allowed his focus to wander the coastline. Day after day of waking up to the same sights... was an abnormal time for any hunter where he came from. Any job beyond a week was too long, unless it paid just enough to leave said hunters set for the rest of their lives and then some. They already didnโt come cheap, but long jobs always cost a fortune.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย In total, D had appeared to Madeline in that forest somewhere in the realm of two months ago.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐๐ต'๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ข ๐ค๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต. ๐๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ, ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต'๐ด ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ฎ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆโ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฎ, ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ต ๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ต๐ต๐ช๐ต๐ถ๐ฅ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ค๐ข๐ถ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ'๐ณ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต.โ It was unclear how far the handโs voice projected, obscured as it may well have been by the sea breeze. โ๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ? ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐จ๐ถ๐บ'๐ด ๐ข ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ง๐ต๐บ. ๐๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ช๐ต'๐ด ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฅ๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ธ๐ข๐บ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฉ๐ช๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฑโโ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย The soft crunch of supple flesh silenced the countenanced carbuncle.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐๐๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐ฅ๐ข๐๐ง๐ญ.โ Dโs voice almost sounded quieter than the handโs, yet the wind itself seemed to die down to insure he was heard properly. โ๐ฐ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐๐ ๐ญ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฒ๐๐ฎ ๐๐๐.โ
#|| ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ด๐๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ฌ โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฆ๐ฌ ( 2 )#|| ๐๐๐๐ โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฌ ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ [ asks ]#celestieu#D bosses around and even threatens his employers all the time#It's because he has a soft spot Maddie lmao
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@celestieuโ : she's been up for the last three days, attempting to keep the community healthy after a strange flu began passing through its citizens. in general, madeline did not oft rest to recuperate. less so now, when it kept spreading and more and more people kept getting sick. it's likely the first time she's been off her feet in hours when she drops down beside him, hiding a yawn behind a hand. ย " did you do anything exciting today? " ย her interest is genuine, though after a moment, her posture declines, eyelids heavy. not long after that does her body slump against his side, seemingly sound asleep. | unprompted
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ๐ฐ๐ ๐๐ฐ๐๐ด'๐ ๐๐จ๐ฑ๐ฌ ๐๐๐ด๐ ๐
๐๐ ๐ณ๐จ๐๐ฌ๐๐ฐ๐ด๐ฌ ๐๐ ๐๐ฌ๐ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ ๐๐๐จ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ด in Dโs presence, but never before had she been so tired, or allowed herself to show it, at least. To the dhampirโs credit, there was no flinch, no instinctual attempt to move away from the contactโsomething he seemed to abstain from almost by instinct under most circumstances.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย He didnโt move right away. Waited until her breathing had truly evened into the depths of sleep before he stirred, ever mindful, to stand, and all the while carefully adjusting the girl in his arms to keep her from falling. Without so much as an ounce of effort, D had taken Madeline into his arms and swept her from the small lounge to rest, instead, on the bed nestled in the corner, between the wall and the hearth.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐๐ข๐บ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ต ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ต๐ณ๐ข๐ด๐ฉ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฌ ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ค. ๐๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ-๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ฅ๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฌ๐ด ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ข๐บ ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ช๐ณ ๐ญ๐ช๐ง๐ฆ ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ช๐ต...โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย D straightened again. He would have to leave soon, to fulfill one of a number of side contracts heโd taken to keep himself on his feet. But heโd taken the time to diligently tuck her in, and even stoked the fire again to keep the chill away, before he crossed back to the table to retrieve his sword.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐๐ถ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ช๐ต'๐ด ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต. ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฌ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐. ๐๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฎ๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ๐ด๐ฆ๐ญ๐ง ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ถ๐ฑ๐ด๐ฆ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ธ๐ฆ'๐ณ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ, ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฉ.โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย The hunter said nothing.
#|| ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ด๐๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ฌ โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฆ๐ฌ ( 2 )#|| ๐๐๐๐ โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฌ ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ [ asks ]#celestieu
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@celestieuโ : " can you tell me a story about your world. something nice. " they've been waiting out the rain for a bit, the unicorn tucking herself close to d's side beneath the cape to keep the chill from setting too deeply into her bones. she doesn't have a lot of clothes as it is, and her blanket was already soaked through from the first trudge through the storm. he wasn't warm, but there was a safety and comfort to be found. " even if it is not a real story. just something nice before I freeze to death. " | unprompted
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ๐ฐ๐ ๐๐๐๐ฑ ๐ฌ๐๐ฌ๐๐ ๐๐๐ด๐๐ฌ ๐๐
๐๐ฐ๐๐ for the hand to keep its silenceโthereโs nothing good about the Frontier, it wanted to say, and if D were the type of person, he wouldโve voiced the same sentiment. It was a land of both a savage and unrestrained beauty, and wrought with thousands of years of devastation; anyone would be hard-pressed to speak nicely about any of the frontiers, much less someone who had wandered it for so long.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐๐๐ฎ ๐๐ซ๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐ ๐๐ข๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ณ๐ ๐ญ๐ ๐๐๐๐ญ๐ก.โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ด๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ข ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต๐ช๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต'๐ด ๐ฏ๐ช๐ค๐ฆ.โ The extended silence that followed, it seemed, urged the hand on. โ๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ ๐จ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด, ๐ช๐ง ๐ข๐ฏ๐บ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ... ๐ช๐ฏ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐ค๐ฆ๐ด, ๐ช๐ต ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐บ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ข๐ถ๐ต๐ช๐ง๐ถ๐ญ. ๐๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ท๐ช๐ต๐ข๐ญ๐ช๐ป๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐บ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐๐ฐ๐ฃ๐ช๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐บ ๐ข๐ง๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฏ๐ถ๐ค๐ญ๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ ๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ค๐ข๐ถ๐ด๐ต, ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ด๐ต๐ญ๐บ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ'๐ฅ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐บ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ ๐ข๐ต. ๐๐ถ๐ต ๐ณ๐ฆ๐จ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ด๐ด ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ฆ, ๐ช๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ค๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ท๐ช๐ฆ๐ธ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ฆ, ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ฉ?โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Under his end of the cloak, D was moving, though whatever he was doing was difficult to make out in the low light. Even the hand was silenced for a moment, though just under the din of the storm, there was... was someone eating?
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐๐ฏ๐ฅโโ The hand cut itself off with what sounded like a muffled burp. For a few moments afterward- yes, a slurping sound. โ๐'๐ฎ ๐ต๐ข๐ญ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ' ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ด๐ต๐ถ๐ง๐ง ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ง๐ช๐ฆ๐ด ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ฐ๐ฏ. ๐๐ฎ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ด๐ด๐ช๐ฃ๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ด๐ค๐ข๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ด ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฃ๐ญ๐บ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ถ๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ช๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฎ๐ด... ๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ต๐ณ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ฅ๐ณ๐ถ๐จ๐ด.โ As the hand spoke, a light glowed within its mouthโblue flames shining from the depths of its being. โ๐๐ฏ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ๐ต๐ถ๐ฏ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ญ๐บ, ๐'๐ฎ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ต๐ฐ๐ฐ ๐จ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ต ๐ข ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ณ๐บ ๐ต๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ณ...โ
#|| ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ด๐๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ฌ โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฆ๐ฌ ( 2 )#|| ๐๐๐๐ โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฌ ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ [ asks ]#celestieu
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@blanchetteโ : โ love can rebuild the world, they say, so everythingโs possible when it comes to love. โ | x
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ๐๐ฎ๐๐๐ฌ ๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ฑ๐ด๐ฌ๐ ๐, or those who believed they knew him, at least, would have expected only one of two responses. Most of the time, he would say nothing at all, seemingly off in his own world. It didnโt seem in his nature to ponder over such nebulous statementsโhis concern was the job at hand, the here and now. Perhaps in certain other company, those that he found more agreeable than most, he might draw upon his myriad experiences from the Frontier, lifetimes of death and helplessness, of the downtrodden praying for absolution or miraculous hope... only to be crushed in their last moments by an unyielding despair.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย But even on the Frontier, ten thousand years on, the humans were a hard pest to eradicate. Whenever it seemed salvation was beyond them they would band together against their foes, be it the oppression of the Nobility or the harsh world they endured, to pull through. Even if it was ever a desperate struggle, even if so few, even only one, survived, they found some way to continue.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Did someone like D believe in the idea of such an invulnerable, everlasting hope? Some higher belief in their species that could transcend any trial or tribulation they faced?
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ฉ๐๐๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ ๐๐๐ง ๐๐ ๐๐ง๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ฒ ๐ก๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฆ๐๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐๐ญ๐ข๐๐ง.โ As ever, the hunterโs gaze was raised skyward. Maybe there, somewhere in the clouds, he gazed upon a future no other could see. โ๐ฐ ๐ ๐ฎ๐๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ฆ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐๐ ๐ฅ๐๐ฏ๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ง๐๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ญ๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฅ๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐๐ง๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ โ๐๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐ ๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ฒ ๐๐ง๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ .โ
#|| ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ด๐๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ฌ โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฆ๐ฌ ( 2 )#|| ๐๐๐๐ โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฌ ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ [ asks ]#blanchette#Soft moment of contemplation ๐
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@contramundiโ | starter call
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ ๐๐ฐ๐๐๐๐ฌ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐ฌ๐๐ฌ๐ด๐ being tossed and thrown wherever the universe willed him to goโno doubt some other mess of his brotherโs. There was little for it but to play along and wait for the inevitable relocation before it snatched him away once more.
ย ย ย ย ย Still, there was something to be said for an Earth far less desolate than the one he had journeyed from. The false hunter had almost grown accustomed to the place, perhaps even fond; many of the locations he traveled were just as decimated as the Frontier, but humanity here held footholds far more prominent than any of those ramshackle villages he was used to. It took effort not to draw suspicion to himself with questions, but he could research well enough on his own, and fit the pieces together from there. Thus far, this Earth and his own seemed...
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐๐๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ฌ๐๐ฆ๐.โ The dhampir emerged from the dark of an alleyway, the bodies of his victims left sprawled in his wake. He had no qualms with killing the innocent, not like his brother... but nonetheless, this time at least, the pair heโd made a meal of had provoked him to begin with. But no matter how guiltless his sup had beenโ โ๐จ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐๐๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฐ๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐๐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐
๐ซ๐๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐๐ซ ๐ค๐ง๐๐ฐ ๐๐๐ญ๐ญ๐๐ซ... ๐ข๐ง๐๐๐ง๐ฏ๐๐ง๐ข๐๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐๐ซ๐๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ'๐ฌ ๐ซ๐๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ญ๐๐ญ๐ข๐๐ง ๐ฐ๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ ๐ญ๐ ๐ฆ๐ ๐ก๐๐ซ๐, ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ ๐๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐๐ ๐ก๐๐ฅ๐ฉ๐๐.โ
#|| ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ด๐๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ฌ โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฆ๐ฌ ( 2 โ false d )#contramundi#contramundi 01#Ok hear me out:#Running into each other when Cain is fucking around in Albion that first time#I figured fake D would be a lot more amused by his ''destroy the world'' gimmick#And a lot less likely to hear him talk for 2 seconds and just leave FJDKSGM
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@celestieuโ : [ comfort ] your muse pulling mine into a reassuring hug | x
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐๐ฉ๐ข- ๐ฐ๐ฉ. ๐๐ฆ๐บ... ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ, ๐จ๐ช๐ณ๐ญ๐ช๐ฆ. ๐๐ฐ ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ถ๐ฑ๐ด๐ฆ๐ต.โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย It was a beautiful weekend morning, early enough that most villagers were still sleeping soundly in their homes. The streets were yet empty save for the two of them; Dโs journey was a long one, and through unfamiliar territory, nonetheless. It would be the first job he accepted that would take him out of the seaside hamletโand away from Madeline. And while he was confident that she would be okay, even without the fake D still hanging around to intervene if the circumstances called for it...
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐'๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ฏ, ๐... ๐ด๐ข๐บ ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ. ๐ ๐ญ๐ช๐ต๐ต๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ด๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ข๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐จ๐ฐ ๐ข ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐จ ๐ธ๐ข๐บ,โ the hand spoke again. โ๐ ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐จ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ข ๐ญ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ณ๐บ ๐ข๐ฃ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ? ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ข ๐ค๐ฐ๐ญ๐ฅ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ.โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Despite the insistence, D said nothing. The wind picked up then, stirring the black of his cloak, nearly enveloping the small woman too before D pulled himself from her embrace and turned back to his horse. Though it was no cyborg, it would suit him all the same, and he lifted himself effortlessly into the saddle... with a pause. The beast stirred from hoof to hoof, seemingly anticipating their departure just as much as the hunter was.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐ฐ'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐ค ๐ฌ๐๐๐ง,โ said D, after a moment of silence. โ๐ฑ๐๐๐ฉ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ ๐๐ง๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ญ ๐๐ ๐ญ๐ซ๐๐ฎ๐๐ฅ๐ ๐๐๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ฐ ๐ ๐๐ญ ๐๐๐๐ค.โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย What would be a lackluster farewell from most was all but a blessing from one as brusque and cold as D, who turned his back on others without so much as a thought, once it was his time to depart. He would not, could not, leave her with some fond goodbye, but then perhaps this was the closest he could come to such a thing. By the time such a thought would even occur to someone witnessing such an odd departure, the hunter had already spurred on his steed, and flown off to vanish into the morning fog.
#|| ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ด๐๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ฌ โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฆ๐ฌ ( 2 )#|| ๐๐๐๐ โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฌ ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ [ asks ]#celestieu#He'll be back Maddie I promise :>#Cold bastard lmao
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@celestieuโ : gently tucks a flower behind D's ear, then takes his hand to wrap a flower band around his wrist. " so a certain someone does not feel left out. " | unprompted
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐! ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ'๐ด ๐ธ๐ข๐บ ๐ฎ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ด๐ช๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ฏ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ!โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย For many, drawing so close to the hunter without his permission or his expectation may well have been a death sentence. But D remained dutifully still, not even giving rise to a single word of protest. Still, his lack of issue with his newfound attire didnโt stop the carbuncle of his palm from finding amusement in the scene, and the creatureโs hoarse, delighted giggles nearly shook Dโs hand.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐๐ช๐ด๐ต๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐จ๐ช๐ณ๐ญ, ๐ ๐ฎ๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต ๐ฃ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ญ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ฆ๐ณ, ๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต ๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ฉ๐ข๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฎ๐ถ๐ค๐ฉ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ค๐ช๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ง๐ข๐ด๐ฉ๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ. ๐'๐ฎ ๐ด๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ๐ช๐ฆ๐ด ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ด ๐ข๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ต๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ธ๐ช๐ญ๐ญ ๐ข๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ค๐ช๐ข๐ต๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ณ ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ต๐ณ๐ช๐ฃ๐ถ๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ถ๐จ๐ฉ, ๐ฆ๐ฉ? ๐๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ฌ, ๐ช๐ต ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ฎ๐ข๐ต๐ค๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด ๐ฉ๐ช๐ดโ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐บ, ๐ด๐ต๐ฐ๐ฑ! ๐๐ฆ๐ข๐ณ๐ฏ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ข๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ข ๐ซ๐ฐ๐ฌ๐ฆ, ๐บ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฉ?! ๐๐ถ๐ช๐ต ๐ด๐ฒ๐ถ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ป๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ด๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ณ๐ฅ!โ
#|| ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ด๐๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ฌ โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฆ๐ฌ ( 2 )#|| ๐๐๐๐ โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฌ ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ [ asks ]#celestieu#fjdmgnghd
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@blanchetteโ : โ ย perhaps ย you ย might ย show ย mercy ย freely. ย โ | x
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ๐ ๐๐จ๐ ๐ด๐๐ ๐๐ด๐
๐จ๐ณ๐ฐ๐๐ฐ๐จ๐ ๐๐ฐ๐๐ฎ ๐๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐จ๐๐ of granting mercy, even if he wasnโt one to shy away from killing without remorse. It was... a delicate balance to maintain, and one that he was hesitant to disrupt in such places where he was little more than a trespasser. Even in the Frontier, he never drew his sword when it wasnโt necessary.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Though he didnโt answer immediately, D did consider her words. Mercifully, the hand, too, was silent. His only reaction was obstructed near-completely by his cloakโthe storing of the wooden stakes heโd slipped forth from their strap. Rarely did he hesitate to retaliate when attacked, but the dhampir reminded himself that he was the trespasser in their territory, their world.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย A cold, gentle gaze turned then to her. She was no vampire, of that he was largely certain, yet the splendor of her garb no doubt colored her a person of importance, if the myriad guards stood between her and D wasnโt enough to fuel the deduction. A noble, princess, queen? The hunter straightened, relaxing... and lifted his boot from the human pinned at the chest beneath it. A stranger, an intruder, and she spoke of mercy? Inaudibly came the low muttering of a voice from Dโs hip, for once seeming to mind his volume appropriately.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ, ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ญ... ๐ข๐ด๐ฌ ๐ง๐ช๐ณ๐ด๐ต, ๐ด๐ฉ๐ฐ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ญ๐ข๐ต๐ฆ๐ณ? ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต'๐ด ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ธ.โ
#|| ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ด๐๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ฌ โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฆ๐ฌ ( 2 )#|| ๐๐๐๐ โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฌ ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ [ asks ]#blanchette#Look... it's taking everything in my power#Not to pump this doofus full of Bacillus and make him some kind of fucked up Krusnik but he's already messed up enough lol#Just imagining Esther trying to have her afternoon tea and all of a sudden this jerk just appears in her courtyard. Poor girl
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@sanguinepeccatorumโ | starter call
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฉ, ๐ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐'๐ท๐ฆ ๐ด๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ง๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฌ๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ถ๐จ๐ญ๐บ ๐ง๐ฐ๐ณ ๐ข ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ! ๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ ๐ช๐ต'๐ด ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ณ๐ข๐ฅ๐ช๐ข๐ต๐ช๐ฐ๐ฏ? ๐๐น๐ฑ๐ฆ๐ณ๐ช๐ฎ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต๐ด? ๐๐ณ ๐ซ๐ถ๐ด๐ต ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ค๐ณ๐ฆ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ฅ-๐ถ๐ฑ ๐ฎ๐ข๐จ๐ช๐ค?โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Dโs hand flew out faster than light itselfโand the last of the odd creatures sunk to the dirt with a wet squelch, pierced through by an array of rough wooden stakes. The air fell silent, the plain dreary and empty around him save for... one. D turned to regard the figure in the distance, shimmering across the waste, and shook the blood from his blade before sheathing it in silence.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐๐ข๐ฏ... ๐ธ๐ฉ๐บ ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ธ๐ฆ'๐ท๐ฆ ๐ข๐ญ๐ธ๐ข๐บ๐ด ๐จ๐ฐ๐ต ๐ด๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ธ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ค๐ฐ๐ฎ๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ข๐ณ๐ต๐บ ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ท๐ฆ๐ณ ๐ธ๐ฆ ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ต๐ฉ๐ณ๐ฐ๐ธ๐ฏ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ด๐ฆ ๐ฑ๐ญ๐ข๐ค๐ฆ๐ด, ๐ฉ๐ถ๐ฉ?โ
#|| ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ด๐๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ฌ โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฆ๐ฌ ( 2 )#sanguinepeccatorum#sanguinepeccatorum 01#Two edgy hunters in the wastelands what will they do
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@eldaensโ | starter call
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ต๐ต๐ข ๐ด๐ข๐บ ๐ช๐ต, ๐, ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด ๐ช๐ด... ๐ฑ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ต๐ต๐บ ๐ฃ๐ข๐ฅ.โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Slaying beasts was the hunterโs forte, but rarely was he left to deal with the aftermath. Rarer still was it that so many innocents were injured in the process... though D had only been able to show his face and put down the beast after most of these injuries occurred, from the looks of things. There were no structures around to have taken any damage, for better or worse; were these people also travelers or hunters of some sort? Maybe it meant there was civilization nearby... D found himself in an unfamiliar land once again, and by then knew well enough it was all he could do to seek the aid of locals.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐๐ฉ? ๐๐ค๐ต๐ถ๐ข๐ญ๐ญ๐บ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ ๐ต๐ฐ ๐ฉ๐ฆ๐ญ๐ฑ ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ต ๐ธ๐ช๐ต๐ฉ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ช๐ฏ๐ซ๐ถ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ฅ? ๐๐ฐ๐ธ ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ฐ๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ.โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย Indeed, Dโs steps drew him away from the beast corpses and back towards a lonely copse of treesโwhere the injured had been carried or dragged to be further treated. The dhampir had his priorities, but his eyes yet lingered across prone bodies wracked with pained groans and uncomfortable shifting. He hadnโt a scratch on him from the short-lived battle, but it took only a glance to notice the devastation wrought by the massive claws those creatures possessed. The dhampirโs eyes drifted away from the wounded and to those few tending them... and the massive cleric that sat hunched over one such victim.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐๐๐ฎ.โ A voice like Dโs, but not his at all, in the end, spoke up as the hunter neared. โ๐๐๐ค๐จ๐ ๐๐ง๐๐๐ฉ๐ช๐ง๐๐จ, ๐๐จ ๐ฉ๐๐๐จ ๐ฉ๐๐๐๐ง ๐ฉ๐๐ง๐ง๐๐ฉ๐ค๐ง๐ฎ? ๐๐๐๐ฉ ๐๐ญ๐๐๐ฉ๐ก๐ฎ ๐๐๐ฅ๐ฅ๐๐ฃ๐๐ ๐๐๐ง๐?โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย D remained silent as the left hand, just barely muffled by his cloak, spoke for him. His best chances were to ingratiate himself with whoever was able to assist him and, judging by the way this learned healer had taken charge of the wounded... in any case, Dโs normal taciturnity would only work against him, and both he and the creature within his left hand knew as much.
#|| ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ด๐๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ฌ โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฆ๐ฌ ( 2 )#eldaens#eldaens | vann#Do I know anything about DnD............. no#Is that gonna stop me............................ also no#Circumstances? Context? who needs 'em#All of that to say that if there's absolutely anything at all that needs changing or that you would prefer always feel free to hmu!#In this verse D is more or less just tossed into another universe so#It can basically be whatever you want/whatever you think suits the interaction best; I hope that's not a problem <3
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@celestieuโ : why donโt you come with me? | x
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ๐'๐ ๐๐ด๐๐ ๐จ๐ด๐๐๐ฌ๐ ๐๐จ๐ ๐๐ฐ๐๐ฌ๐ด๐๐ฌ, ๐
๐๐ ๐จ ๐๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฌ. He hadnโt moved from his spot for nearly an hour, posted up against a crumbling stone facade with the seeming intent to just observe it all. It had been less than a week since he arrived; the townsfolk that past him still saw fit to cast him odd glances, albeit devoid of the malice that came with the reputation he held across the Frontier.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย In spite of it, maybe only for want of something to do, D had taken to helping out where he could. Madeline was both considerably dedicated and alarmingly scatterbrained at once. Add to that Dโs own proficiency in healing, albeit with physical wounds, plus a near-perfect ability to commit the sights, names, and textures of supplies and herbs to memory made him a dutiful assistant on the couple occasions she had need of him. As far as he was aware, there was no need for a Hunter there... and he wasnโt about to reveal more than he had to by asking her about it, even if the sword on his back robbed him of subtlety.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย D pushed himself from the wall. It was still around midday, a time when he was best meant to be sleeping. But he could survive, and had no need to reveal more about himself just yet. โ๐ณ๐๐ซ๐ ๐ ๐๐ญ๐ก๐๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ?โ She went out more evenings than not, and though he didnโt always join her, no doubt it went faster when they worked together. He stood ready, and silent, regardless.
#|| ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ด๐๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ฌ โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฆ๐ฌ ( 2 )#|| ๐๐๐๐ โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฌ ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ [ asks ]#celestieu#D has been relegated to nursing assistant lmao
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@havocwingโ | starter call
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐๐๐๐... ๐๐๐๐๐ ๐๐๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ ๐๐๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐๐๐.โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย D wasnโt ignorant to the threat before himโthe killing aura, that drowning effluvium of decay was a sensation that he was wholly intimate with. His expression remained vague, and though his features hid thoughts of the sword upon his back, it remained ever in its sheath.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐๐ต'๐ด ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ฆ๐ฏ ๐ข ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ช๐ญ๐ฆ ๐ด๐ช๐ฏ๐ค๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ'๐ท๐ฆ ๐ฉ๐ข๐ฅ ๐ข๐ฏ ๐ฐ๐ฑ๐ฑ๐ฐ๐ฏ๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ต ๐ญ๐ช๐ฌ๐ฆ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด. ๐ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ'๐ต ๐จ๐ฆ๐ต ๐ข ๐ณ๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ.โ It was the same odd, hoarse voice that had just spoken a moment earlier, muffled by the cape D wore. โ๐๐ฆ๐บ ๐ฏ๐ฐ๐ธ... ๐ธ๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ข๐ณ๐ฆ ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ฏ๐ฌ๐ช๐ฏ๐จ?โ
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย D didnโt answer. He was a transient in this world still unfamiliar with its denizens and it wasnโt his style to start fights even back on Earth. He was a man who acted only when it benefited him; this person wouldnโt have even warranted his attention... had they not stood in his way. Appearing as if out of nowhere, at the least a convincing mirage and at most an opponent that could render themself nigh-undetectable... D had dealt with worse, but that didnโt mean he was thrilled with the prospect of doing so in such a foreign dimension.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย โ๐๐ฉ๐ข๐ต ๐ช๐ด ๐ต๐ฉ๐ช๐ด, ๐ข ๐ด๐ต๐ข๐ฏ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ง๐ง? ๐๐ง ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ฅ๐ฐ๐ฏ'๐ต ๐ธ๐ข๐ฏ๐ฏ๐ข ๐ง๐ช๐จ๐ฉ๐ต, ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ ๐ง๐ช๐ฏ๐ฅ ๐ข ๐ธ๐ข๐บ ๐ข๐ณ๐ฐ๐ถ๐ฏ๐ฅ, ๐ค๐ข๐ฏ'๐ต ๐บ๐ฐ๐ถ?โ The voice โ originating from Dโs left hand, though likely unbeknownst to this opponent apparent โ was calm nonetheless, perhaps even amused.
#|| ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ด๐๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ฌ โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฆ๐ฌ ( 2 )#havocwing#Listen Flynn... I could make a FF7 verse but I'm so tired I just yeet him#In all honesty I doubt anything would actually be different about him if he did have his own 7 verse FJDGn#once a freak always a freak#Tho if you want something different you can always hmu I don't mind
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@celestieuโ : gently tucks stray tresses of dark hair into place, humming some lost, forgotten lullaby under her breath before situating a crown of flowers atop his head. hands pool in her lap, ears flicker upright eagerly anticipating a reaction.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ๐จ๐ ๐
๐ฐ๐๐๐ ๐๐ฎ๐ฌ๐๐ฌ ๐๐จ๐ ๐ด๐ ๐๐ฌ๐จ๐๐๐ฐ๐๐ด, ๐ด๐๐ ๐ฌ๐๐ฌ๐ด ๐จ ๐๐ฎ๐จ๐ด๐๐ฌ ๐ฐ๐ด ๐๐๐๐๐๐๐ฌ. The hunterโs rhythmic movements hadnโt ceased, fingers tumbling and caressing a sliver of woodโthough it may not have been wholly obvious, given the low light of sunset and his own hands obscuring sight of his work, the dhampir had been turning a wooden stake, carving the weapon with a small and thin blade heโd likely procured from his belt. Was he preparing for something? Was it merely a meditative practice, a habit practiced out of boredom? Heโd been doing so for hours, though just where heโd gotten the wood and where he was storing the ones heโd already finished was unclear even to those few residents who had lingered near the whole time.
ย ย ย ย ย D said nothing, and his expression for a time remained unchanged, almost bringing one to wonder whether heโd noticed the gesture at all. But soon his eyes slipped closed, long lashes gently crowning his pale cheeks even as his hands continued their practiced efforts, lost in the rhythm of his carving. Utterly unmoving, his visage was that of a most peaceful corpse as the glow of sunset played across his features, hovering there on the verge of sleep, and lulled even further by the soft scratching of metal against wood. For some, maybe, it wouldnโt have been enough; he hadnโt uttered even a word of thanks for such a well-intentioned gift. But how many in any world could say theyโd coaxed such a tranquil scene from the likes of D?
#|| ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ด๐๐จ๐๐ ๐๐ฌ๐๐๐ฌ โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ฎ๐๐ ๐๐ ๐๐ซ๐๐๐ฆ๐ฌ ( 2 )#|| ๐๐๐๐ โ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐๐ง๐ฌ๐ฐ๐๐ซ๐ฌ ๐๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ ๐ซ๐๐๐๐ก๐๐ฌ ๐๐ ๐ฒ๐๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ข๐ง๐ [ asks ]#celestieu#He relax :)
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