frvxe ยท 2 years ago
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@celestieuโ€‹ : why are you looking at me like that ? | x
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ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  ๐“๐šฎ๐Ž๐”๐†๐šฎ ๐“๐šฎ๐šฌ๐šฐ๐‘ย ๐–๐Ž๐‘๐‹๐ƒ๐’ ๐–๐šฌ๐‘๐šฌ ๐’๐šฐ๐šณ๐šฐ๐‹๐šจ๐‘ ๐šฐ๐šด ๐šณ๐šจ๐šด๐˜ ๐–๐šจ๐˜๐’, 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 wasnโ€™t one to shy away for the odd looks he received when asking the townspeople questions that even a child would knowโ€”such was the fastest way to determine the sort of realm heโ€™d been thrust so gracelessly into, even if it made him out to be something of an odd and ignorant character in the eyes of Madelineโ€™s 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 wasnโ€™t often the countenanced carbuncle deigned to obscure his vulgar mouth, but they knew from experience that Madeline had far keener hearing than most; the handโ€™s musings appeared in Dโ€™s 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  ๐˜๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฃ๐˜ด๐˜ค๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ณ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ด, ๐˜ข๐˜ง๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ, it mused quietly in Dโ€™s thoughts. ๐˜š๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜ง๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜บ. ๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฌ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง. ๐˜•๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ณ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ฆ'๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜บ. ๐˜‰๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ, ๐˜ฆ๐˜น๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜บ? ๐˜š๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ด? ๐˜Š๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ? ๐˜š๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ฑ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ช๐˜ต, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜บ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ. ๐˜š๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ๐˜ญ๐˜บ, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜Œ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ, ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ณ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ. ๐˜๐˜ง ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฉ, ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ด, ๐˜ข ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฆ๐˜น๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ข ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฉ. ๐˜‹๐˜ฐ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌโ€“
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  Does it matter what I think? Came Dโ€™s simple response. Why she needs protection isnโ€™t my problem.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  ๐˜Œ๐˜น๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ต? ๐˜ž๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ, ๐˜‹, ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต! ๐˜๐˜ง ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ซ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฃ, ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ'๐˜ฅ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ช๐˜ต... ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ, ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ข ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ต, ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฅ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ? ๐˜‹๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ'๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ?
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 didnโ€™t so much as react to her question.
ย  ย  ย  ย  ย ย โ€œ๐šฐ ๐๐›๐ง'๐ญ ๐ฐ๐š๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐› ๐ข๐ง๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ซ๐ฎ๐ฉ๐ญ ๐ฒ๐›๐ฎ๐ซ ๐ฐ๐›๐ซ๐ค, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ฒ๐›๐ฎ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐š ๐ฆ๐›๐ฆ๐ž๐ง๐ญ, ๐ฐ๐ž ๐ง๐ž๐ž๐ ๐ญ๐› ๐ญ๐š๐ฅ๐ค.โ€
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frvxe ยท 2 years ago
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@celestieuโ€‹โ€‹ : โ› ย why ย are ย you ย so ย nice ย to ย me ? ย โœ :// why are you working for free d | x
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ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  ๐šฎ๐šฐ๐’ ๐šฌ๐šพ๐๐‘๐šฌ๐’๐’๐šฐ๐Ž๐šด ๐”๐šด๐‚๐šฎ๐šจ๐šด๐†๐šฐ๐šด๐†, 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 didnโ€™t 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  โ€œ๐˜๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ข ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต. ๐˜ž๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ, ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆโ€”๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ, ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ'๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต.โ€ It was unclear how far the handโ€™s voice projected, obscured as it may well have been by the sea breeze. โ€œ๐˜‰๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ? ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜บ'๐˜ด ๐˜ข ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ญ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ง๐˜ต๐˜บ. ๐˜š๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ฑโ€“โ€
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  โ€œ๐˜๐›๐ฎ'๐ซ๐ž ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐œ๐ฅ๐ข๐ž๐ง๐ญ.โ€ Dโ€™s voice almost sounded quieter than the handโ€™s, yet the wind itself seemed to die down to insure he was heard properly. โ€œ๐šฐ๐ญ ๐ฐ๐›๐ฎ๐ฅ๐๐ง'๐ญ ๐๐› ๐ญ๐› ๐ฌ๐œ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ฒ๐›๐ฎ ๐›๐Ÿ๐Ÿ.โ€
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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
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ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  ๐šฐ๐“ ๐ƒ๐šฐ๐ƒ๐šด'๐“ ๐“๐šจ๐šฑ๐šฌ ๐‹๐Ž๐šด๐† ๐…๐Ž๐‘ ๐šณ๐šจ๐ƒ๐šฌ๐‹๐šฐ๐šด๐šฌ ๐“๐Ž ๐‹๐šฌ๐“ ๐šฎ๐šฌ๐‘ ๐†๐”๐šจ๐‘๐ƒ ๐ƒ๐Ž๐–๐šด in Dโ€™s presence, but never before had she been so tired, or allowed herself to show it, at least. To the dhampirโ€™s credit, there was no flinch, no instinctual attempt to move away from the contactโ€”something he seemed to abstain from almost by instinct under most circumstances.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  He didnโ€™t 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  โ€œ๐˜š๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ค. ๐˜Œ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ, ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ'๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ-๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฌ๐˜ด ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ช๐˜ณ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ช๐˜ต...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 heโ€™d taken to keep himself on his feet. But heโ€™d 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  โ€œ๐˜Ž๐˜ถ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต. ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ, ๐˜‹. ๐˜‘๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ง ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ'๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฉ.โ€
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  The hunter said nothing.
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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
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ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  ๐šฐ๐“ ๐“๐Ž๐Ž๐šฑ ๐šฌ๐•๐šฌ๐‘๐˜ ๐Ž๐”๐šด๐‚๐šฌ ๐Ž๐… ๐–๐šฐ๐‹๐‹ for the hand to keep its silenceโ€”thereโ€™s nothing good about the Frontier, it wanted to say, and if D were the type of person, he wouldโ€™ve 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  โ€œ๐˜๐›๐ฎ ๐š๐ซ๐ž๐ง'๐ญ ๐ ๐›๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐› ๐Ÿ๐ซ๐ž๐ž๐ณ๐ž ๐ญ๐› ๐๐ž๐š๐ญ๐ก.โ€
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  โ€œ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ค๐˜ฆ.โ€ The extended silence that followed, it seemed, urged the hand on. โ€œ๐˜‰๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ ๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด, ๐˜ช๐˜ง ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜บ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ... ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ด, ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜บ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ญ. ๐˜š๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ป๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜•๐˜ฐ๐˜ฃ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜บ ๐˜ข๐˜ง๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต, ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ'๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ข๐˜ต. ๐˜‰๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ด ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ฉ๐˜ถ๐˜ฉ?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  โ€œ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅโ€“โ€ The hand cut itself off with what sounded like a muffled burp. For a few moments afterward- yes, a slurping sound. โ€œ๐˜'๐˜ฎ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ' ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ง๐˜ง ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ. ๐˜๐˜ฎ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ด๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฅ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฎ๐˜ด... ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ฅ๐˜ณ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ด.โ€ As the hand spoke, a light glowed within its mouthโ€”blue flames shining from the depths of its being. โ€œ๐˜œ๐˜ฏ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜บ, ๐˜'๐˜ฎ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ ๐˜จ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ...โ€
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@blanchetteโ€‹ : โ love can rebuild the world, they say, so everythingโ€™s possible when it comes to love. โž | x
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ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  ๐“๐šฎ๐Ž๐’๐šฌ ๐–๐šฎ๐Ž ๐šฑ๐šด๐šฌ๐– ๐ƒ, 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 didnโ€™t seem in his nature to ponder over such nebulous statementsโ€”his 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  โ€œ๐’๐›๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฉ๐ž๐›๐ฉ๐ฅ๐ž ๐œ๐š๐ง ๐๐› ๐š๐ง๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ , ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ง ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ฒ ๐ก๐š๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฆ๐›๐ญ๐ข๐ฏ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐›๐ง.โ€ As ever, the hunterโ€™s gaze was raised skyward. Maybe there, somewhere in the clouds, he gazed upon a future no other could see. โ€œ๐šฐ ๐ ๐ฎ๐ž๐ฌ๐ฌ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ฌ๐›๐ฆ๐ž ๐ค๐ข๐ง๐๐ฌ ๐›๐Ÿ ๐ฅ๐›๐ฏ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐š๐ซ๐ž ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐›๐ง๐  ๐ž๐ง๐›๐ฎ๐ ๐ก ๐ญ๐› ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ๐ฅ๐š๐ฌ๐ญ ๐š๐ง๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ โ€”๐š๐ง๐ ๐ญ๐› ๐๐ž๐ฌ๐ญ๐ซ๐›๐ฒ ๐š๐ง๐ฒ๐ญ๐ก๐ข๐ง๐ .โ€
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@contramundiโ€‹ | starter call
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ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  ๐“๐šฎ๐šฌ๐‘๐šฌ ๐–๐šจ๐’ ๐‹๐šฐ๐“๐“๐‹๐šฌ ๐“๐Ž ๐ƒ๐Ž ๐“๐Ž ๐๐‘๐šฌ๐•๐šฌ๐šด๐“ being tossed and thrown wherever the universe willed him to goโ€”no doubt some other mess of his brotherโ€™s. 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  โ€œ๐๐›๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ๐›๐ฆ๐ž.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 heโ€™d made a meal of had provoked him to begin with. But no matter how guiltless his sup had beenโ€“ โ€œ๐šจ๐ญ ๐ฅ๐ž๐š๐ฌ๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐ฐ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ฌ ๐›๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐…๐ซ๐›๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ž๐ซ ๐ค๐ง๐›๐ฐ ๐›๐ž๐ญ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ... ๐ข๐ง๐œ๐›๐ง๐ฏ๐ž๐ง๐ข๐ž๐ง๐ญ ๐ญ๐ก๐š๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ ๐›๐ซ๐›๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ'๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ž๐ฉ๐ฎ๐ญ๐š๐ญ๐ข๐›๐ง ๐ฐ๐›๐ง'๐ญ ๐›๐ž ๐›๐Ÿ ๐ฎ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ญ๐› ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ž, ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐ข๐ญ ๐œ๐š๐ง'๐ญ ๐›๐ž ๐ก๐ž๐ฅ๐ฉ๐ž๐.โ€
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@celestieuโ€‹ : [ comfort ] your muse pulling mine into a reassuring hug | x
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ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  โ€œ๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ข- ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฉ. ๐˜๐˜ฆ๐˜บ... ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ, ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ. ๐˜•๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ต.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; Dโ€™s 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 hamletโ€”and 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  โ€œ๐˜Š'๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ, ๐˜‹... ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ. ๐˜ˆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ ๐˜ข ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ,โ€ the hand spoke again. โ€œ๐˜ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ'๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข ๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ข๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ? ๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ.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  โ€œ๐šฐ'๐ฅ๐ฅ ๐›๐ž ๐›๐š๐œ๐ค ๐ฌ๐›๐›๐ง,โ€ said D, after a moment of silence. โ€œ๐šฑ๐ž๐ž๐ฉ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž ๐›๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ ๐›๐ง๐ž ๐›๐ฎ๐ญ ๐›๐Ÿ ๐ญ๐ซ๐›๐ฎ๐›๐ฅ๐ž ๐Ÿ๐›๐ซ ๐ฆ๐ž ๐ฎ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ฅ ๐šฐ ๐ ๐ž๐ญ ๐›๐š๐œ๐ค.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.
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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
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ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  โ€œ๐˜“๐˜–๐˜–๐˜’ ๐˜ˆ๐˜› ๐˜›๐˜๐˜ˆ๐˜›! ๐˜š๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ'๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ!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 didnโ€™t stop the carbuncle of his palm from finding amusement in the scene, and the creatureโ€™s hoarse, delighted giggles nearly shook Dโ€™s hand.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  โ€œ๐˜“๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ญ, ๐˜‹ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ, ๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ถ๐˜ค๐˜ฉ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ช๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ง๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ. ๐˜'๐˜ฎ ๐˜ด๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ช๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฃ๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ, ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ฉ, ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฉ? ๐˜“๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ, ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ค๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ดโ€“ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜บ, ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ! ๐˜“๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข ๐˜ซ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ, ๐˜บ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฉ?! ๐˜˜๐˜ถ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฒ๐˜ถ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ป๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฅ!โ€
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@blanchetteโ€‹ : โ€˜ ย perhaps ย you ย might ย show ย mercy ย freely. ย โ€™ | x
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ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  ๐ƒ ๐–๐šจ๐’ ๐šด๐Ž๐“ ๐”๐šด๐…๐šจ๐šณ๐šฐ๐‹๐šฐ๐šจ๐‘ ๐–๐šฐ๐“๐šฎ ๐“๐šฎ๐šฌ ๐šจ๐‚๐“ of granting mercy, even if he wasnโ€™t 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 wasnโ€™t necessary.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  Though he didnโ€™t answer immediately, D did consider her words. Mercifully, the hand, too, was silent. His only reaction was obstructed near-completely by his cloakโ€”the storing of the wooden stakes heโ€™d 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 wasnโ€™t 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 Dโ€™s hip, for once seeming to mind his volume appropriately.
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  โ€œ๐˜ž๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ, ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ... ๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฌ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ด๐˜ต, ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ? ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ.โ€
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@sanguinepeccatorumโ€‹ | starter call
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ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  โ€œ๐˜š๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฉ, ๐˜ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜'๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ถ๐˜จ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ง๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ ๐˜ข ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ! ๐˜›๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ช๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ณ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ข๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ? ๐˜Œ๐˜น๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ด? ๐˜–๐˜ณ ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ค๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ-๐˜ถ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ช๐˜ค?โ€
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  Dโ€™s hand flew out faster than light itselfโ€”and 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  โ€œ๐˜”๐˜ข๐˜ฏ... ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ'๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ๐˜ด ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต ๐˜ด๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ค๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฑ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฆ๐˜ด, ๐˜ฉ๐˜ถ๐˜ฉ?โ€
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@eldaensโ€‹ | starter call
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ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  โ€œ๐˜ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜ข ๐˜ด๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ต, ๐˜‹, ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ช๐˜ด... ๐˜ฑ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต๐˜ต๐˜บ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ.โ€
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  Slaying beasts was the hunterโ€™s 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  โ€œ๐˜–๐˜ฉ? ๐˜ˆ๐˜ค๐˜ต๐˜ถ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜จ๐˜ฐ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ซ๐˜ถ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ? ๐˜๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ.โ€
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  Indeed, Dโ€™s steps drew him away from the beast corpses and back towards a lonely copse of treesโ€”where 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 hadnโ€™t 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 dhampirโ€™s 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  โ€œ๐™ƒ๐™š๐™ฎ.โ€œ A voice like Dโ€™s, but not his at all, in the end, spoke up as the hunter neared. โ€œ๐™๐™๐™ค๐™จ๐™š ๐™˜๐™ง๐™š๐™–๐™ฉ๐™ช๐™ง๐™š๐™จ, ๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™ž๐™จ ๐™ฉ๐™๐™š๐™ž๐™ง ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง๐™ง๐™ž๐™ฉ๐™ค๐™ง๐™ฎ? ๐™’๐™๐™–๐™ฉ ๐™š๐™ญ๐™–๐™˜๐™ฉ๐™ก๐™ฎ ๐™๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฅ๐™š๐™ฃ๐™š๐™™ ๐™๐™š๐™ง๐™š?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, Dโ€™s normal taciturnity would only work against him, and both he and the creature within his left hand knew as much.
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@celestieuโ€‹ : why donโ€™t you come with me? | x
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ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  ๐ƒ'๐’ ๐Ž๐šด๐‹๐˜ ๐šจ๐šด๐’๐–๐šฌ๐‘ ๐–๐šจ๐’ ๐’๐šฐ๐‹๐šฌ๐šด๐‚๐šฌ, ๐…๐Ž๐‘ ๐šจ ๐“๐šฐ๐šณ๐šฌ. He hadnโ€™t 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 Dโ€™s 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 wasnโ€™t 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. โ€œ๐šณ๐›๐ซ๐ž ๐ ๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐ง๐ ?โ€ She went out more evenings than not, and though he didnโ€™t always join her, no doubt it went faster when they worked together. He stood ready, and silent, regardless.
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@havocwingโ€‹ | starter call
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ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  โ€œ๐Ž๐‡๐Ž๐‡... ๐–๐Ž๐”๐‹๐ƒ ๐˜๐Ž๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ๏ฟฝ ๐‹๐Ž๐Ž๐Š ๐€๐“ ๐“๐‡๐€๐“.โ€
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  D wasnโ€™t ignorant to the threat before himโ€”the 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  โ€œ๐˜๐˜ต'๐˜ด ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ข ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ'๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฏ๐˜ต ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด. ๐˜ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜จ๐˜ฆ๐˜ต ๐˜ข ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ฅ.โ€ It was the same odd, hoarse voice that had just spoken a moment earlier, muffled by the cape D wore. โ€œ๐˜๐˜ฆ๐˜บ ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฐ๐˜ธ... ๐˜ธ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ?โ€
ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  D didnโ€™t answer. He was a transient in this world still unfamiliar with its denizens and it wasnโ€™t his style to start fights even back on Earth. He was a man who acted only when it benefited him; this person wouldnโ€™t 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 didnโ€™t 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  โ€œ๐˜ž๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ช๐˜ด ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ด, ๐˜ข ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ง๐˜ง? ๐˜๐˜ง ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฏ๐˜ข ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜จ๐˜ฉ๐˜ต, ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ง๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ข ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜บ ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ, ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฏ'๐˜ต ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ?โ€ The voice โ€“ originating from Dโ€™s left hand, though likely unbeknownst to this opponent apparent โ€“ was calm nonetheless, perhaps even amused.
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frvxe ยท 2 years ago
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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.
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ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย ย  ๐šจ๐“ ๐…๐šฐ๐‘๐’๐“ ๐“๐šฎ๐šฌ๐‘๐šฌ ๐–๐šจ๐’ ๐šด๐Ž ๐‘๐šฌ๐šจ๐‚๐“๐šฐ๐Ž๐šด, ๐šด๐Ž๐“ ๐šฌ๐•๐šฌ๐šด ๐šจ ๐‚๐šฎ๐šจ๐šด๐†๐šฌ ๐šฐ๐šด ๐๐Ž๐’๐“๐”๐‘๐šฌ. The hunterโ€™s rhythmic movements hadnโ€™t ceased, fingers tumbling and caressing a sliver of woodโ€”though 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 heโ€™d likely procured from his belt. Was he preparing for something? Was it merely a meditative practice, a habit practiced out of boredom? Heโ€™d been doing so for hours, though just where heโ€™d gotten the wood and where he was storing the ones heโ€™d 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 heโ€™d 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 wouldnโ€™t have been enough; he hadnโ€™t uttered even a word of thanks for such a well-intentioned gift. But how many in any world could say theyโ€™d coaxed such a tranquil scene from the likes of D?
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