mercenary

“You can die quickly if you don't shut up! Now stop wasting your breath. I'm not the sort of floozy to swoon over a cowpile of trite flattery.”

[fempadre]

Friar Folly [Severa]

[fempadre]

As the two of them danced he caught a look on her face that made him ponder… what exactly was she thinking about? Did she have someone she wished was here? Maybe Marth? He couldn’t blame her if so… he was rather dashing. Or maybe it was someone else’s child… now that would be interesting. He noticed her dancing wasn’t quite up to par with his, but didn’t mind. He’d teach her, he guessed~.

  "Mmn… I taught myself. I read a book on it at the orphanage I grew up at and decided it was another way I could show thanks to the Mother that gave us life. Bringing grace to our body through dance. I’m sure that must sound awfully boring to you, but… it is what it is…~"

[always-compared]

♞ While Marth was good looking...he looked like Lucina.  Which was a little awkward. Not that Lucina was unattractive! But Lucina was her friend and-- the mere thought of anything of that nature made her panic and blush, her hands tightening on her fathers as she averted her gaze to hide the pink on her cheeks. 

As for others... Owain was an idiot, Inigo was a womanizer--the list went on. She could point out a problem with everyone!  She wasnt like her mother who pathetically pined over Chrom and read that silly "make him fall for you in a fortnight" crap. She had more of a judgmental stance. - 

`` Well...``

- She would haughtily begin before she would smile a bit up at him. -

`` Reading taught you well.``

- A compliment from his daughter, was it the end of the world!? No no, Severa could be sweet, but it usually meant she wanted something.  Honestly though, she was just being kind in the moment.  She had it in her, she loved her father and had nothing snarky or mean to say about his dancing. - 

[always-compared]

Royal Pain in the --- (@lordoffalchion)

[lordoffalchion]

There was no time to absorb the surroundings. Rushing past the various stores felt like being attacked by over a thousand lights. For a moment, Marth looked cross-eyed after staring into the eye of one of the decorations. It was probably one of the most beautiful attractions a shopper could ever dream of, but a very foreign scene in his eyes.

"I-It looks quite lovely on you." Marth answered cautiously. In all honesty, the dresses had no distinctness amongst each other to him. Luckily, he answered her questions correctly. The stare she gave him sent a chill down his spine. It was enough to make him hesitate before giving her a straight out answer.

"T-that’s plenty of things you have here. Shouldn’t we call it a day?"

He suggested leaving the mall with the slightest bit of hope that she agree. Carrying bag after bag of clothing in his hand was not what he had in mind when he arrived in modern time.

[always-compared]

♞ Was he frightened of her? Was the Hero King Marth, frightened of a mere twin tailed tsundere shepardqueen? The thought really didnt cross her mind as she was completely used to her abrasive personality intimidating people. Of course, Severa didnt realize it was The Marth, and wouldnt until Lucina and her Father both informed her of such at a later date. oops. Call it a bonding experience between them.

Tossing another bag to her newly instated, walking shopping cart; she would turn around, folding her arms and peering at him cooly. Eyes narrowed as she sighed. 

"T-that’s plenty of things you have here. Shouldn’t we call it a day?"

``Call it a day? You want to call it a day? Are you tired? Are you saying that you are so weak that you cant even handle a bit of walking around an enclosed space? Are you trying to tell me that you had people...I dont know, carry you to and from places or around the battlefield? Are you sickly? Do you not have legs? ``

- Severa would make a walking gesture with her fingers in the palm of her hand before balling it into a fist in her palm. - 

``Gawds, I didnt realize you had no legs! Oh wait! If you had no legs you wouldnt have run into me!``

- With that said she would grab a free area of his body and push her human tote along.- 

[fempadre]

Hope and a Prayer [Severa]

[fempadre]

She seemed quick to anger, and quick to apologize for it. He wondered where she got it from. Cordelia didn’t seem particularly quick to leap to conclusions, though she was incredibly… Passionate, he supposed. Either way, he was glad she knew when it was right to apologize. He put this thought from his mind and continued speaking.

"You travel?" he asked, raising his brows. "Interesting. I wonder how I ever had the courage to ever let my darling leave. Though I suppose it’s a strength parents get as they watch their child get older. Either way I’m glad we’re on good terms…" As she puffed her cheeks out he held back a giggle, tilting his head.

"Ohhh, is that so? We’ll see if your father’s gold has any use in this land…" Libra placed his hand inside his cloak, feeling around for his coinpurse, before pulling it out and opening it. "I have…"

"… W-what…?"

It appeared that when he was brought here, all of his money was stripped from his person. Oh dear, what a mess… He looked to his daughter sheepishly.

"Ah, um… I…"

"I’m sorry…"

[always-compared]

♞ Cut short by this horrible news she simply stared at the blonde for a long time, as if working up the correct insult. It would indeed add insult to injury. A intake of breath as she turned her head away, hands taking their haughty place on her hips.  - 

`` Are you daft?! How can you PROMISE things when you didnt even check to see if you had money?! Gawds, youre hopeless. You owe me big time.  When you find a job you WILL make this up to me.  Its so rude getting a girls hopes up and then dashing them...``

- And her berating would continue, albeit a bit toned down from the one he could be getting.  She was happy to have a part of her family here with her. Truth be told, she was frightened about being here alone.  But she had come to find a lot of her friends were here too, and it gave her a bit of peace.  However, now with her father here she felt even more at ease. She wondered what her mother would do in this situation, what she had done...would she be able to compare to her mothers deeds in this place....? - 

`` Are you still listening to me!? Ugh, come on, we spent enough time outside.  Where do you live?``

[fempadre]

Friar Folly [Severa]

[fempadre]

To be fair to him, Libra hadn’t even really gotten to know Cordelia well, so if Severa really wanted them together she’d have to hope the fate of this world hadn’t had other designs. Not that Libra was particularly on the lookout for anyone to date. Still, he was happy she conceded, and that she took up his offer. 

  "Oh no no, my princess, you’re right, I may dance with you. It’s a privelege~. But thank you for asking nicely.” He chuckled gently and took his daughter by the hand and lead her out to the dance floor. It was a nice slow dance, not one of those new-fangled jive hip hop rockin’ roll numbers he’d only heard upon arriving in the city, so he guided his daughter quite easily.

[always-compared]

♞ Her own father thanking her slightly embarrassed her. She held her head high and would take his hand, moving on to the dance floor, albeit awkwardly.  Truth be told, she didnt know how to dance very well...something like that was Inigo's area of expertise and gawds help her if she asked him for help.  Though she had to admit...she didnt dislike the thought of Inigo help-- ah what was she thinking! That flirt was nice to everyone, and in turn it meant he didnt treat anyone exceptionally special. 

Wait, why was she even still thinking about how Inigo treated people.  She glanced up at her father instead as she awkwardly tried to follow his steps, her brow furrowing in concentration.  She did not have the good breeding like her friend Lucina, and even though Severa did love fashion, makeup and other girly things -- dancing and parties did not come second nature to her.  She had no luxury of dance lessons.  She was, after all, still just a Mercenary. -

`` Where did you learn how to dance so well?``

- She knew her father did dabble in the aesthetic arts as a hobby.  But she never would have guessed he could dance too.  - 

[fempadre]

Hope and a Prayer [Severa]

[fempadre]

"I I … I wasn’t even going to bring up your studies, my dear!" he said, shaking his head and gritting his teeth. "Oh dear dear me… I didn’t lecture you that much in the future did I?" he asked, frowning slightly. "I was hoping to be a good father… I mean not that fathers shouldn’t lecture but rather not be one of those fathers. Y-you understand?" he asked, rubbing the back of his hand with the other. He sighed and smiled at her.

  "Anyway I… I hope I can meet him sometime. For now, shall we see about shopping? I do think I have something I can use to pay with…"

[always-compared]

♞ His kind and softspoken words did lead her to feel a little bad about lashing out at him. Relenting a little she sighed and shook her head. Maybe she would give him some sort of solace, a bit of relief by telling him a bit about himself in her future. - 

`` No, I suppose you arent that kind of father.  You are kind and loving, and we have a rather good relationship. It usually consists of me traveling the world and visiting you and my Mother often. `` 

- If she were telling Cordelia she would have made her owe her big time for this, luckily for Libra, Severa had a very special place in her heart for her father.  Enough with the sentimentality! If she continued to talk like this she might actually become emotional. A puff of her cheeks as she tried to hold back the flow of emotions threatening to seep through her hardened exterior. 

At least Libra was keen enough to change the subject which prompted a favorable response in his daughter. - 

`` Alright, because I can definitely use some new hair ties.  Makeup too. ``

[exaltlucina]

覚醒小ねた＆らくがき詰め by でぽ

[killthemeaning]

ooc; here to bug you on all accounts, so... "I want the K" kiss Severa. <3

1. French Kiss:Probably the most famous kiss there is, the French kiss is an open-mouthed kiss where one person’s tongue touches the other person’s tongue. Also called a “tongue kiss,” the French kiss easy enough to execute, but it can take years to master.

Just another sunday, just another girl’s mouth he was being asked to violate. No problem. All good. Approaching his twin tailed partner, he could already feel a certain air coming off her existence. Stubborn. Extremely stubborn. There was an archetype of animated character that was rather common and classified this nature, but he wasn’t going to think too hard about it. Instead, he dove right in and pulled his target close. Without any witty banter or warning, Nanaya placed his lips onto the female before him and ravaged the inside of her mouth with his tongue as he pleased. All for the sake of…well…there was no reason actually. But he did have something to say when the act was complete.

"Tastes likes Tsundere."

[always-compared]

`` I-I'll tear you atsunder!``

[always-compared]

✰ TELL ME I'M PRETTY

“ Gawds why do I have to do this… “

♞ Begrudgingly the twin tailed girl would find the young shota male and look at him for a short while before proceeding. - 

“ Y-you’re pretty.“

But not as pretty as me.

[fempadre]

Hope and a Prayer [Severa]

[fempadre]

  He wondered what could have happened that made her so embarrassed to be embraced by her own father. She hoped she didn’t act the same way towards Cordelia, at least. He still had to wonder how she would have ever gone for him- he found himself the exact opposite of Chrom, at least. He wasn’t exceedingly daring or quick to action, nor all that loud, which the prince had the capability to be. He supposed they were both brave to an extent and cared for the people but… so did most of the other men, who would be a far better match for Cordelia, let alone a better match for any woman.

"… Marth?" He blinked a few times, scratching his cheek. "You don’t mean the Marth do you? Is he really here?”

[always-compared]

`` Is there any other kind of Marth? Gawds. ``

♞  Typical snarky teenager reply.  It was true she had neglected her studies...a bit...a lot... and was sort of unaware at first that it was THE Marth, the hero king, that actually did bump into her and whom she had coerced into taking her shopping... and whilst shopping she had squandered all of his funds. That was besides the point. 

She should have cut him some slack...not Marth, but Libra...well probably Marth too, but what was done was done.  She sighed, growing increasingly impatient before her hands went to her hips. - 

`` Lucina already talked to me about my studies, so dont get on my case too.  I did not find you just to be lectured. But to answer your question - which you now owe me for - Yes.  The Marth, is here as well.  So are most of the people we know. You are racking up quite the debt here, you know.``

[thestrayingstory]

SEND '✰' WITH A COMMAND AND MY MUSE HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO FOLLOW THROUGH.

[cittamemes]

Ask the muse questions about their mun or vice versa, nothing is off limits!

[always-compared]

Someone alike Makoto from free hahaha... Actually tbh if he was here id ship that so hard with severa idk. I just like the idea of someone who would persist Severa on their own accord and enjoy her tsundere tendacies meanwhile understanding why shes like that.

ooc; omg that would be so adorable. 

[cittamemes]

Who in Citta COULD you ship my muse with?

[cittamemes]

Who in Citta do you ship my muse with?

[fempadre]

Hope and a Prayer [Severa]

[fempadre]

  "Ah… I am so sorry Severa," he said, bowing his head apologetically as he brought her in for a hug all of a sudden. He wasn’t normally this touchy, but this was his daughter. "I should have know I’d have given you such a wonderful name. And Cordelia, hm? Yes I… I suppose I do see a bit of her in you. Hmhm, who would have guessed she would have fallen for me though…?" he asked, musing gently before shaking his head. 

  "At any rate, it seems I have some catching up to do. What do you say about spending some time with your father hm? Think of it as further apology for my not knowing you. Anything you want."

[always-compared]

♞ He was so kind.  How in gawds names did he manage to look past her mothers constant pining for Chrom and...-- that was irrelevant as she was wrapped into a hug by her father. Her irritable stance turned to one of shock as a light blush formed over her cheeks. Eventually pushing away she would turn her head, as if letting such a tender moment take place made her uncomfortable. 

At the mention of apology she regained her composure and looked at the blonde male, her lips curving in a smile as she clasped her hands beind her back.  It was as if her personality changed in a split second! - 

`` Well.... there is something you can do. We can go shopping! There are some wonderful accessories that Marth didnt have the money to buy me.``

[ask-fancy-titan-eren-deactivate]

Send a "¬_¬" for some bad advice from my muse!!

[always-compared]

Bonus points if you give me a topic on what to give bad advice on!

[fempadre]

Friar Folly [Severa]

[fempadre]

  "It’s just so lavishly decorated, like the grand palace back home, wouldn’t you say…?" he asked, smiling at his… daughter. Goodness that would take getting used to. At any rate he noticed how upset she was and approached her, patting her on the shoulder. "It’s alright, I haven’t got a date either… If you’d like, until we find a dashing young man for you, you can dance with me, if you’d like, my dear?" he asked, hoping it would cheer her up. His parents failed completely… he wouldn’t be afraid on doting upon his daughter, not at all.

[always-compared]

♞ She took another look around. The decorations, the sculptures, everything so prim, proper, stylish, there was no denying it, he was right.  -

`` I guess so.``

- She muttered, conceding to his point.  While mother wasnt there, it was obvious that her father would be dateless, unless he was pursing other options, which would likely make Severa give him a strict talking to.  Either way...

 "It’s alright, I haven’t got a date either… If you’d like, until we find a dashing young man for you, you can dance with me, if you’d like, my dear?"

On one hand, dancing with your father was so lame.  On the other hand, she was a total daddy's girl.  Weighing the options in her mind she would hold out her hand, placing the free one on her hip. - 

`` You may dance with me....``

- That sounded snotty, this was her father after all, and she did care for him deeply.  For the first time she would soften a bit. - 

`` Please dance with me.``