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[inkybloom-luv]

Words Unsaid chapter 13, games and warm water chats

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Hello hello! Tis I, your resident simp, and I've finally finished this at,, I know how late it is and I'm going to bed now o'clock, dw dove I'm not stupid! Translations will be at the bottom of the text as usual and I hope you enjoy! Also check the bottom for a special note!!

Ch. 12 Masterpost Ch.14

2.290 Words

Tw; slight cussing

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That afternoon they unfortunately couldn’t find Rook before club activities started, mostly because Ace didn’t have the time to search all day, since there was a practice game scheduled for the basketball club that day. He invited Inky to join since they weren’t in a club and would likely only be bored out of her mind with Grim doing his own thing at Scarabia for now. They agreed of course, because they could cheer for Ace as well as watch Jamil play.

The game itself was against one of the local basketball teams, sage island had a few as it turns out, though most were simply hobby type teams, but this one was from the small college in the middle for the magicless residents of the island.

Ace hurried to the changing room so he would not be late as Inky helped set up before everyone arrived, though that was mostly clearing out the sports mat wagon as well as making sure the balls for everyone’s warmups and the game itself were all properly inflated. That and ace brought his music box with him this time.

“Heads up guys, I invited- the prefect to come watch..!” Ace said as he pulled the basketball jersey over his head, allowing a brief pause so his voice wouldn’t be muffled by fabric.

“Really? Yay, leafy sea-dragon! I’m gonna squeeze it when I get out!” Floyd grinned mischievously. Leafy sea-dragon had somehow become the prefects new nickname. Where it came from? Their underwater hair reminded him of the tendrils of, you guessed it, a leafy sea-dragon. Despite the incident in Octavinelle nearly accidentally turning the school’s ‘beloved’ prefect into past tense, it was not blamed on the octatrio. The breathing potion she had been given wound up wearing off too early due to not being of this world. Azul has generously apologised for this and has taken a few measures to show that he is actually sorry for miscalculating and not realising that the potion may work differently. You know, like providing proper lunches and a good table to study at when needed.

All that aside Floyd was now luckily excited for the basketball match, unlike before which Jamil, who’d been oddly quiet this whole time, had noted.

Why was he quiet? Because suddenly he felt.. nervous. Not like usual before any other basketball match, nervous in an energising but also almost anxious way. This wasn’t a major match, just practice. So why? Was it because.. Inky would be watching him? An image flashed across his mind of them wearing his jersey weeks back when they came to Scarabia for the first time since the winter holidays. ‘میں حیران ہوں کہ اس کا دن کیسا گزر رہا ہے۔’ he thought. ‘کیا وہ اپنی کلاسوں سے لطف اندوز ہوئی؟ کیا گریم نے اس کی پریشانی کا سبب بنایا؟’, well even if Grim did, surely she’s fine. Either way, Jamil pulled the red sleeve he wore with his jersey over his elbow. He had to focus. Perhaps if he did, he’d impress them, the object of his affection. It would surely then make him appear cooler, more desirable in their eyes. And that was what he wanted. Besides, he was looking forward to the game already anyway, who wouldn’t? There aren’t many basketball teams on the island, so getting to play against one another was a wonderful way to improve your own skill and test your team’s overall ability to work together.

They left to the court they were using after they all finished changing. The team would get there soon so for now it was warmups so they could play comfortably. After a thorough 20 minutes of ‘casual warm up exercises’ courtesy of coach Vargas (and a bone crushing hug by Floyd for Inky) the other team arrived, so Floyd, Jamil, Ace and the others could finish up. While they did Jamil noticed that the enemy captain was chatting up the prefect, and he noticed that they seemed to look mostly anywhere but that captain, more specifically his face, while the captain was trying to gently get her to do that.

Finally then the coach let him and the others off the hook so the other team could warm up. Leisurely Jamil jogged over to the prefect who had stood up to help hand out a water bottle to anyone who needed it.

“Thanks” he said to her. “Did Floyd crush you too much earlier?”

“No, it was nice, fixed an issue I had with my back, actually..” Inky answered, no longer avoiding eye contact and looking straight at him. It surprised Jamil because he never realised just how obvious the prefect was, when it came to looking at people when speaking.

“An issue with your back?”

“Yeah, my back tends to need cracking a lot because of posture and whatever else and I have difficulty doing it myself. Also my trapezoids are still swollen because of strain so my back and that area hurts easily. I’ll book a massage appointment one day, have to be able to afford it first though.” Oh yeah, Crowley still pays the prefect in air particles.. that needs to be fixed, maybe Jamil should talk to Kalim or the headmage directly. In the mean time though, he can do something else.

“If you would like, I could massage your back later, after the game.. I might have time as far as I know”

“Sure, but first I think we’ll both need a bath or something.. don’t know how long I’ll take though”

“Scarabia does have a large communal bath.. do you have a bathing suit? You could take a shower in the shower stations to rinse off and then I’ll join you.. in swim trunks of course. The warm warmer can help relax your muscles properly and the bath itself is quite pleasant.” He suggested. It took him a minute to truly register what he’d said to the prefect, to which he’d almost made a face, but it wouldn’t have been one of disgust, rather it would have been one of surprise since he’d offered that without thinking, so he wasn’t sure if Inky would say yes or if he’d overstepped by accident.

“I do, only a school issued one that Crowley ‘oh so graciously’ paid for.. but yeah that sounds amazing actually. Wait, won’t that be more work for you?” She asked, though was that just Jamil sort was she starting to blush? Then again.. he is a guy and even if they’d be wearing swim gear he did just offer to bathe with her. Wait. She agreed. So.. that means he’d actually get to be that close and enjoy Inky’s company in actual peace and quiet. Kalim would be busy later that day with his own stuff and he could luckily be left unsupervised since Jamil would be in the dorm at least.

A bit after that it was time for the game and now the ‘enemy’ team was struggling to avoid Floyd and his passes, it felt more like he was trying to shoot them with the ball rather than hoops and Jamil was really going for it today. They couldn’t get past them and even if they did, scoring was even harder to do. Even if Ace was the most approachable one, if they got past him, they had to avoid Floyd and then get around Jamil. Though she wasn’t at all interested in sports back in her home world, she didn’t mind attending games and the like for her friends. And if, this time, she got an amazing excuse to stare at her crush, why say no to that? All in all they were crushing it anyway and this game in particular was much more interesting to watch than any at home.

Naturally the club won the game but still their victory was worth cheering for. It showed they were a good team despite Floyd’s mood swings, learning to work with instead of against them. After all of that Jamil and the others bid farewell to the team and went to their changing rooms, to rinse off and the like.

“Oi sea snake, saw you chatting with leafy after warm ups, you trying to flirt?~” Floyd smirked, clearly just trying to get under Jamil’s skin.

“No.”, he denied, maybe a bit too quickly to be convincing. “I was worried you had hurt their back when you nearly crushed them in that hug of yours..”

“True, that’s always that but, like, your conversation was a liiittle too long for just that” Ace suddenly spoke up from behind them.

“Well, the prefect mentioned that their back hurts easily and that their muscles are always tense, so I offered to massage them”

“You know how to massage things too? Jeeze, what *don’t* you know how to do? You’re like.. insane or something! I mean, you can cook and clean, you’re good in school, basketball.. and now it turns out you’re a masseuse too? Man.. I thought Inky was exaggerating when it said you were that amazing..” Ace said in slight shock, not realising he’d actually blurted that out.

“One of Kalim’s siblings has chronic pain, so all servants were required to learn it. In any case.. Inky said what?”

“She said- wait uhh.. actually I’m not supposed to say anything so forget I mentioned that, yeah?? Good, great, amazing.. gotta go!” Ace sputtered, if the prefect knew he said anything at all about what it said about Jamil, it would be a lot worse than running out with his shirt half way pulled over his head. So that’s what he did. And that made Jamil look at the door with a surprised expression, the prefect didn’t want him to know what she said about him? But why? From what ace said it was positive things, so was Inky hiding something? Was this about the letters? He’d have to ask.

Back at Scarabia he was in his room fishing out his swim trunks from his closet. It had been a while so they weren’t at the front, but the back instead. He made his way over to the bathing area, knocking firmly and rather loudly on the door in case the prefect was still showering, but they told him through the door he could come in. He did, shutting the door behind himself, locking it too, so that no one could come in, even if he spread the word this place would be occupied for a while. Only then did he look at the prefect. Truth be told he was a bit surprised at their hair, it was somehow curlier now than it usually was, it looked very pretty, it suited her. She waved at him, but was that just Jamil‘s imagination, or was she.. staring at him?

Oh yeah, she most definitely was. But he was too. Even if it was a school issue, it’s not every day you see the person you like in swimwear and Jamil thought she looked good anyway.

He guided her to the warm water spouting from overly fancy vases held up by statues of women, modelled after those in the Twisted Wonderland equivalent of Greece. It was far too fancy for his liking but this was built in reference to Aljah’s bath back at home, the sibling he mentioned to Ace and Floyd. Sweet kid, they were friends with his sister apparently and very into Greek mythology and the like at the moment.. well they had been for years but what gives, today and especially right now there’s no need to be specific. As they sat he checked in on them and how Inky felt about the temperature, was it good? Or too warm? Cold? He breathed out and sort of let himself relax when she told him it was fine, moving her legs underwater to enjoy the sensation.

“I thought.. you know.. at the game today, I thought you looked really cool. I don’t like sports and I’m not really into them either, but I liked watching you play.. I think you know, but I do admire you a lot- uhm visually and because you’re amazing.. not sure you know how much but I think you might.. well I think you might’ve read a ‘letter’ I lost. Kalim came to me by the way, he was worried because a you were in your room all the time.”, The prefect confessed, scooting closer to and leaning on Jamil slightly, resting her head on his shoulder. They sighed, more-so to express their comfort right then and their enjoyment in Jamil’s company, though their voice changed with a laugh. “Gonna be honest here I thought you hated my guts after your Overblot.. I’ve never been happier to be wrong in my life. Thanks for the towel when you picked me up that day.. and the party situation too.” Another pause followed after it breathed in and out, coming just that little bit closer. “I’m glad you’re here with me”

Those words touched his heart, set it ablaze all over again as he put his arm around her shoulder, holding her there in his embrace but not too tightly, resting his head on hers and taking a breath. “I’m glad you’re here with me too.”

In the silent chamber a creak echoed, all was quiet and unmoving until… a coffin opened itself from the inside and out poked a head, the long face bore a confused and startled expression, maybe even scared. A brief look around told them they were not where they were supposed to be and they did not care to find out any more than that. “..Oh hell no..”, they spoke before retreating into their coffin, pulling it closed once more.

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!!Special note!!

The unnamed character belongs to @ohlookitsmorgan !! Full credit to them and feel free to go check them out their art is delicious!!

Translations;

1. I wonder how her day is going (please correct me if this is wrong)

2. Did she enjoy her classes?

3. Did Grim give her any trouble?

Tags;

@az-flaming-sword , @viperwhispered , @krenenbaker , @leonistic , @escaaaaaanyeh , @azulashengrottospiano

[popquizhot-shot]

[owlkhemy]

I have an idea for a game(ish thing) for all fellow simps on Tumblr

If you are a Certified Simper of Fictional Characters, I and @redpanda411 have come up with a game of sorts:

Describe one of the Fictional Characters you've simped for, currently or in the past, in the worst possible way

Others can try to guess if they want but it's mostly just a game of wording stuff badly.

I'll give some examples...

Organ can

A guy who just wants to chill in a room by himself

James Bond knockoff ghost

[applbottmjeens]

the "wow haha Captain Price is kind of the dad or the group" to "Daddy Price pls treat me so bad I'm so BAD" pipeline

[im-alyssa-btw]

something i posted on my snapchat story earlier-

i used all my alhaitham savings on him and still NOTHING

[nervouslaughter05]

Masterlist

Call of Duty

[strixs-bull]

I adore this man to an unhealthy degree. Just like, frothing at the mouth, tearing off my own skin, crying.

some doodles of The Guy. Lower left is just me figuring out his hoovsies and how they'd fit into boots. Has to be high heels, just has to.

[apolunee]

the knave.

[cursedcola]

THIS ABSOLUTE NERD (affectionate)

[caycanteven]

Him. The legend himself.

Rex is hot as fuck, all I gotta say. Anyway thank you sweet moot fren @tenderribcage for lettin' me go ham sobbing uncontrollably

also sorry for double ping, i fucked up the first time, was staring too hard at the skeleton.... QvQ

[inkybloom-luv]

Words Unsaid

I'd like to say that when I first met you I fell for you instantly and I knew. But I didn't know. And it wasn't even a meet. I saw you at orientation first, trying your damnedest to put out the fire breathed out by the stupid mage cat that had tried to steal my spot as a student, not that I really knew what was going on at the time, that had somehow spread to your Housewarden's robes.

I didn't have much time to look at you then, frantically trying to avoid the chaos and near frozen by fear and confusion. But even in that you looked gorgeous. I blamed it on the lighting at the time, running to catch up with the grey and blue creature.

The second time I saw you was after I'd been enrolled for a while, chaos seemed to follow me as I adjusted to everything. By then I'd had to replace my glasses, not that I think the headmage intended to replace them until I had begged Riddle to bring it up with him, as I could hardly see any board or far from me and using my phone camera only did so much. I must've looked weird to you. I was staring, I know, but I could not help it, even if I was supposed to ask about your, albeit not as severe but incredibly inconvenient, injury that would keep you from participating in the spelldrive tournament.

I couldn't tear my eyes away from you then, unable to find any excuse for such behaviour even now. Only then did I learn your name, Jamil Viper. Had I known that name would haunt my every waking thought, I would not have asked it. Your hair looked so lovely that day. And the accessories you wore, I wondered if they'd look good on me, if I could watch you do your hair up.

I saw you play basketball the other day. I was sent to the school Gym to help do maintenance on the equipment. You had your club activities supervised by coach Vargas at the time, seeing as I was also there. Unbeknownst to you, the band on your uniform that you wear around your arm had fallen in the cafeteria in the lunch period before. I noticed and picked it up, sure enough that I would see you and return it eventually.

When I actually saw you there I stared again, as one with a crush does, I guess. You take my breath away. Coach Vargas yelled in my ear on accident, which embarrassingly made me flinch and cower. I have not gotten over loud noises, but I don't think I need to. God I still hope you didn't see that. But you might've.

Somehow I actually managed to talk to you and return the armband. Told you I liked the way your hair was up, that you looked cool playing basketball. I wish I could've kept talking but really, I probably only would have embarrassed myself. If you knew how red my cheeks were, how hot they felt after I'd gone out of sight. I'm sure you'd laugh at me. But I can't help myself, not when my heart threatens to break my ribcage when I so much as think about you. Your eyes are gorgeous too. Can't believe I never noticed them, but I don't look people in the eyes when speaking all that much.

Your eyes though, your eyes I adore. They are endlessly beautiful to me. They ensnare me, hold my attention, I can't look waya no matter how much I try, not that I want to though.

Not that you're ever going to read this. I'm going to hide this away later. I just had to get my thoughts out. But I, Inky, do adore you. Moreso than I have anyone before. But I won't call it love. I don't think I'd be worth that yet. Maybe one day, Jamil, maybe one day I will be worthy of calling you my love. Until then, I do hope you don't think I'm too weird.

I've got to leave it here though, the damned bird is calling me in again, for no reason I bet. My allowance better get higher, lest I go nuts here.

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Aaand here we have my Yuu-sona being down bad for the snake man. In case of terrible formatting, I am, in fact, on mobile. Might make more depending on how well this goes over but I hope it's not too obvious that this is my first writing piece,,, ya. Hope y'all enjoy! <3

Can be read as x reader, it's only my Yuu-sona, feel free to change the name in y'alls lil delulu heads cause me too<3

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[lavenderskye29]

I did some self-indulgent Bob sketches.

[ghostlythunderbird]

Alpha!Ghost and how he met his mate

Authors Note: Ok so this might be a bit rushed but I didnt wanna overfill this. Thanks to @l-lend who is now my forced beta reader XD for the ideas.

My work is not to be reposted, translated or used without my permission

Warnings: Drunk men, Fighting, Very uncomfortable situations (Hints of R*pe) dont worry Simon beats them up :)

Now ghost wasn’t one to ever play a hero, being a hero meant your actions are out there for everyone to see. He was never there, not a hero but a ghost that preys on those who try to live in the dark. He preferred it that way as it was something that made him who he was. The darkness was never his enemy to begin with; it was his friend.

But somehow by some miraculous chance he just so happened to be at the right place at the right time. The streets of Manchester were lonely when the sun started to set, only those who lived the night city life were the ones out. Hopping from bar to bar every few hours, all while traveling in well ordered packs; Mixes of Alphas and Betas forming the outer ring while the Omegas were always kept in the center.

He happened to be walking right by the backside of a popular nightclub when he heard it; A faint distressed chirp that echoed through the darkened space. He could have sworn his neck had damn near broken by how fast he had turned, His Alpha snarled; begging to investigate the source of the chirp. He looked all around the streets before entering the darkness, shadows engulfing him almost instantly.

Once he caught sight of the back door light he saw the source of the noise. You were backed into a corner with an alpha leaning over you, his two beta friends had their backs to you standing guard. Ghost could smell the alcohol from where he stood that billowed around the group. As he looked at you in more depth he could tell you were scared, the telltale signs of anxiousness were all there; trembling, elevated breathing, your eyes were wide and brimming with tears.

It broke his heart and made his skin boil with hatred, how dare this Alpha corner you and make you cry, and more importantly how DARE these Betas turn their back to this. It didn’t matter if they were drunk at this point, it was the fact that a drunk person’s words were their sober thoughts. The drunk Alpha leaned into your space even more before speaking “Awe come on now sweetheart, no need to cry right now I haven’t even done anything yet.”

Just that sentence alone made the hair on the back of Ghost’s neck stand up. His Alpha was snapping under the surface of his skin, murder is starting to get better and better for these three. Stepping forward towards the group gave him away “I suggest you leave her alone mate, she doesn’t want you near her.” The words growled out as they left Ghost's chest. Four heads whipped around to look at him. You couldn’t fully within the darkness to completely see the stranger who seemed to answer to your distressed chirp only minutes ago. But what you could see was his build and the menacing glow from the crudely printed skull on his mask. This alpha was easily bigger than the three knotheads put together.

“How about you mind your fucking business then ‘Mate’, come on little omega lets go somewhere where we cant be bothered.” The drunk alpha attempted to grab you, but you had already begun moving towards the shade covered alpha. You had almost reached the alpha before the Betas blocked your path “And where do you think you're going, pretty Omega?” One had slurred out, it made a shiver crawl up your spine. You needed to get out of here. Now.

Seeing the blockade these knotheads put up to try and stop you, Simon stepped forward grabbing one beta and shoved him back. “How bout’ you two take a hint, she doesn't want to be here.” 

And well, let's just say after the other beta splashed their drink on him in an attempt to drive him off, it was an all out brawl. The first one down though was the Alpha, after seeing this bastard make you cry and keep you from leaving it's easy to say he was marked. It made Simon’s inner Alpha much happier after knocking a few teeth loose.

The Betas were not much of a fight compared to someone of Simon’s size, It was easy work and it honestly made him thank whatever god that he was born an Alpha just this once. In the end all three were on the ground and Simon got in a decent workout, He was still catching his breath as he looked over to you. In order to not get caught up in the fight you had backed up into the corner he had found you in originally, Your eyes were wide and if you were asked by anyone you'd say your eyes never once left the large Alpha. How would anyone believe you that this mysterious and quite frankly attractive Alpha came to your rescue out of nowhere anyway?

You were only snapped out of your stupor as the Alpha stepped over the groaning bodies on the ground, His already massive frame only continued to grow as he got closer to you. But unlike the Alpha on the ground, this one didn't make you feel uncomfortable even with all the eye makeup and the skull mask. But it did add on to his intimidation factor, and it wasn't all just for show as you had just seen.

“Are you ok?” He finally asked once he got close enough, His deep raspy voice made your knees weak. Looking up at him you were slightly thrown off as his eyes weren't as cold as they were with the Alpha and two Betas. From the black around his eyes you could tell they were a beautiful brown, it made you wonder what they looked like in the light. Realizing you were staring you sheepishly looked away “Y-yeah, thank you for all that.”

Simon looked you over ensuring that there was no damage to your person, it wasn't until he had seen you move away slightly did he realize he might be making you uneasy. Ducking his head to get a better view of your face “Let’s get you outta ‘ere then love, not a good place for someone like you eh?” Holding his hand out, he waited patiently for you to take hold and lead you away from the alley. Looking back Simon could tell all three men were completely out either from their drunkenness or the fact he purposely hit them in the head.

The two of you walked for a bit until he finally stopped you. “Should be easy for you to get home from here.” Slowly releasing your hand from his grip as he turned to face you, It was hard to look anywhere else as your eyes kept drawing him back in. It had him wondering what compelled him to even help you in the first place, something about you just seemed to pull him in.

He couldn’t place if it was just because you were an Omega or if there was something more there but he wasn’t about to complain. “Actually…..would you be able to walk me home?” It was a small request but mostly you wanted him to say yes so you could spend a little bit more time with this mysterious man. He was quiet for a bit before leaning down “Yeah I can do that love.”

You couldn’t help but let out a thrill, the smile you gave him could have rivaled a supernova with how bright it was. It made him feel like a live wire was loose under his skin, a rumble was caught in the back of his throat as he held out his arm for you to loop yours through.

Once you were both connected you couldn’t help yourself as you leaned into him. Reveling in how muscular he was, even if you couldn’t fully see now fit he actually was. “I hope this isn’t awkward but do you have a name?” Your question was a harmless one but it made Simon question what name he should give you. “Just call me Ghost.” His response was curt. Your brows furrowed as you risked a glance at the mask he wore.

“Ghost. Huh, what kind of person are you to get a name like that?” You joked. Simon angled his head a bit, he couldn’t give you the exact reason but he settled for something close to “Guess someone who does good in the dark.”

Your eyes lit up at his response “Well then I guess I can say you're my Saving Spector then!” You giggled. With that he couldn’t help but agree.

After the walk home you definitely gave him your number, the need to learn more about this mysterious Alpha was overwhelming you even over the tipsy feeling that buzzed throughout your body. Luckily you weren’t the only one either. Simon couldn’t help but run his thumb over the ink that spelled out your name and number. While he told himself it wasn’t something he should really push for, it couldn’t hurt to try. Besides who else was supposed to be your saving Spector but the Ghost himself?

Taglist: @kelpiesummer, @grizzersmamma, @fatedeniedhope

[gregemann]

.............................im so sorry for what i started playing just to get to this guy

[sungbeam]

I AM STRESSED 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[ceruleancattail]

Cause like hear me out, this would go fantastic either way-

Deity Jade, where he was worshipped in the days of old. A deity of seafaring trade, merchants would pray at his shrine for successful business. He governed much respect in the olden days, as compared to the other sea deities, which have proven to be more… unpredictable,or the price of their service way too high.

Jade was reasonable. Although he never lets any debts go unpaid…

Alas, with all great reigns, time rules them all. Soon, his shrine crumbled to dust, only a weatherbeaten statue of him left, crooked on it’s throne.

He resigned himself to his fate at this point. What’s there to pretend otherwise? Mortals have outgrown the notion of worship, and business has boiled down to nothing but numbers and faceless capitalists behind glowing screens. Nothing like the days of old, the merry chatter of haggling, or the bright market places that dotted the harbour.

Heh, listen to him reminiscing the past… Not that anyone’s listening, of cause. The last of his worshippers died quite some time ago. There would be no one left to remember the sacred rites….

A dull thud,followed by the rustle of dried leaves, scattered across the ground.

A frown twisted his face, creases growing on his brow. Animals should know very well to keep away. Has he grown sloppy with the barriers?

A pair of eyes met his own. Eyes of wonder, and hope. Eyes glimmering with Life.

A Hand reached out slowly, fingertips dragging down his robes.

“What… what are you?”

A slow blink. His eyelids fluttered slightly, eyelashes delicate curtains on his pupils.

A.. a human.

Crouching down, he peers at the newcomer. Odd clothes… the style of the current times, perhaps. He reaches out, palm pressing into the side of the human’s face. Thumb rubbing reassuring circles into their cheek.

Eyes of ebony and ember stare into this human.

Looks like he’ll be remembered, after all.

“What am I, Young one? Well, I’m a Deity. Jade Leech. Pleasure to meet you.”