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Indi. Mikland Genshin Impact NPC side blog to gothicsister

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Name: Mikhail Age: mid to late 20′s Sex / Gender: Male Pronouns: He / Him Sexuality: Pansexual Ethnicity: Snezhnayan, near the boarder Occupation: Diplomat Faith: Tsaritsan Alignment: Fatui Weapon: Kunai ( mainly ), Sword ( secondary ) Vision: None Play-able: NPC

Face claim: Ian from Siren’s Lament

Voice lines: XXXX

Physique: 

Fit, tanned skin with a defined eight pack. Which is covered by his every day Fatui garb. Hair is normally short but when coming to Mondstadt it’s a bit longer. His eyes are a light blue, his hair is a silvery-gray.

Personality:

He often talks to Lyudmila about diplomatic and large event that happen in Teyvat. Her suggestions always manage to make him angry in some way. He believes that Tsaritsia will be able to over power Teyvat easily. This is the only thing he is insistent on. Mikhail is known as a bit of a smooth talker when it comes to people in Mondstadt and Fatui agents as well. Lyudmila is the only person he’s a little strict with. Back in Snezhnaya he had a lover and is still a little torn about it and because of it has some abandonment issues. 

Past:

Mikhail was born in the harsh winters of Scnezhnaya near the boarder of Tsarita’s domain. As a child he took interest in stories about amazing adventure’s of the Fatui and their accomplishments. Tales of fights of great beasts and people who defied Lady Tsaritsa would always kneel to her, which caused an admirable sparkle in his eyes. As he grew older the old stories became more appealing, where historic events was something he wanted to be a part of and record Lady Tsaritsa’s accomplishments. 

In his early teens he becomes smitten towards a girl named Pamala, he continues to be friends with her since his parents push his education on history even more. His parents put him into a school tied with history and law to become a Historian. One day his family gets a letter, his father had gone to a diplomatic affairs case between Liyue and the Tsaritsan boarder dispute. He was killed in the discussion where people from Liyue’s Millelith ended his father’s life. 

Damaged and infuriated he offers himself to the Fatui. He wasn’t a great fighter but he was knoowledgeable in Tsaritsan history and diplomatic affairs which quickly advanced him in ranks. Fighting was taught to everyone as self defense, he was horrible with large weapons so kunai and a sword was a best fit. By this time Mikhail and Pamala had been dating for a few years and Signora picked to station him and a few other familiar faces to move to Mondstadt, when Mikhail tells her the news he thought she would be happy for him but instead she quickly closes herself off to him and tells him that she is unable to continue loving him if he is too far from her.

The break up ends badly, which makes Mikhail bitter about it but also hung up over it. A few months later he moves to Mondstadt in order to focus on his work. Getting used to Mondstadt’s warm weather is extremely difficult for Mikhail, especially in his normal station debating near the Fatui mansion. He is quite close to Lyudmila but her consistent “what ifs” drives him crazy and often upsets him that she is a wavering in her faith to Tsaritsa.

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erdboden​:

     using  her  time   in  mondstadt  to  her  advantage ,  the  traveling  alchemist  decided  to  use  the  alchemy  stall  in  the  stone  plaza .    sure ,  it  was  rather  public ,  but  that  was  the  point .    it  was  to  encourage  the  common  folk  to  become  interested .

     making  some  necessary   materials  before  testing  out  some  formulas  she  had  wrote  on  her  wanderings ,  she  was  thankful  she’d  done  what  she  needed  to  before  the  sudden  recoil  in  reaction .    she’d  hardly  realized  she’d  made  a  sound  until  the  voice  of  a  stranger  shook  her  concentration .    wiping  what  felt  like  dust  off  her  face  with  her  arm ,  she  stood  on  her  own ,  clearing  her  throat .

                    ❝  well ,  it  comes  from  years  of  practice .    i’m  fine ,  nothing  but  a  bit  of  material  in  my  eyes .    should  clear  up  on  it’s  own .  ❞

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           Sure it was part of the occupation but getting stuff in your eye would surely hurt, right? A concerned stare escaping him as she seems to handle it quite well.

                   ❝ -- Well please at least wash out the debris from your eyes, miss. It’s not healthy just letting foreign items to fly into your eyes. ❞

            He looks at her attire up and down and wonders if she had been traveling for a long time. Had she possibly considered food or something to drink? She had been working for a while.

                  ❝ I know that you’re probably really busy with your work but have you eaten at all today? Would you like it if I got you food from Good Hunter? -- Oh, I forgot. My name’s Mikhail, who might you be? ❞

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multitudcxfmuscs​:

“Is that an offer?” He asked, chuckling softly. “Cause we are married, after all.”

Sure, Diluc liked messing with the other, but he really did find the other fascinating.

“Hmph, maybe when I divorce you, I’ll tell you my reasons.” He said, “I mean, I never said I hated you as a person. Just hate you as Fatui.” He said, “Maybe I wanted to get to know the real you since I did kind of take my bad day out on you the first time we had ran into each other.”

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        He smirks at his comment.

              ❝ Just because we are married doesn’t mean I’m willingly going to give my body to you. ❞

          Mikhail listens to his words and crosses his arms and here he thought that Diluc was going to tell him later.

             ❝ Giving yourself away already? Well, sorry, but I’ll always be loyal to Tsaritsa. So if you want to get to know the real me and accept the real me it means you’re going to have to accept the Fatui as well. ❞

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derreisende​:

“Could you be my test subject?” 

Perhaps it was a little blunt and to the point.. and might even sound a little scary, if it weren’t for the fact that the traveler was offering up a basket filled with goodies from his homeland to him! rasstegai and  Pelmeni s gribami! Freshly made and wafting their tempting scent up to his nose~ 

Nothing opened minds and hearts like a taste of home, hmm? 

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          Test subject?! The traveler wasn’t the type to add poison to food ... Right? The scent of home made cooking from Snezhnaya made his nose tingle at the beautiful remembrance of home. For a moment he put a hand over his heart and turned away trying to regain his composure before turning back.

                  ❝ In testing the taste of your food, right? ❞

            If it tasted exactly like home he might just cry.

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multitudcxfmuscs​:

“Hmm.. Well, next time get out of my way when I tell you to.” He said, crossing his arms over his chest. “I do hate Fatui, but… I don’t know. I have my reason for marrying you… Wanna find out?”

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               ❝ -- Screw you, I wasn’t in anyone’s way. ❞

          Diluc has his reasons for marrying him? Sounded suspicious.

              ❝ Well, yeah I would like to know. From my stand point it just seems like you just hate me and want to claim me so no one else can steal me who might actually treat me nicely. ❞

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multitudcxfmuscs​:

“You act like you don’t want to be…”

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                ❝ W - Well, I have my reasons. You nearly threw me off the railing and you hate Fatui. You must hate being married to me for even a second, right? ❞

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        ┃ ┃  ×   Who wants to marry Mikhail || @multitudcxfmuscs​​ ||  ACCEPTING

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                 ❝ Why do I have to get married to flame-brain for two days?! Couldn’t it be someone else?! ❞

[those-crazy-meme-nights]

Send a "💍" and Your Muse will be married to mine for 2 days.

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          -- Ah, it was the traveler, if he recalled right her name was Lumine. She always appeared when Mikhail and Lyudmila were talking about political facts. Always seemed to be a bit off or maybe avoiding the two of them. There were a lot of people on her side to picking a fight with her wasn’t the best choice - not to mention she seemed like a better fighter than him. 

          But right now she stood in front of him. What could she ever want from a lowly Fatui. She would be better off asking someone higher up the chain.

                   ❝ Is there something I can help you with, miss? ❞

                                                       ( @derreisende​ || XXX )

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           He had been watching the girl perform alchemy for a few hours now, some of the things she were crafting were successful others a little more dangerous than others. A small smirk escapes him when he hears a yelp from her as he sees she might have hurt herself. Jumping over the railing and landing on the stone edge of the flower beds he makes his way over and digs in his pocket revealing a handkerchief.

                    ❝ Your talent is extraordinary, miss. I hope you’re alright. ❞

                                                             ( @erdboden​ || XXX )

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           He had heard from a few knights that Sir Huffman was acting differently. After hearing the news Mikhail just HAD to find out what they were talking about. He had no qualms against the person so it was going to be even more entertaining to see what it was. Was it because he was drinking too much? Finally finding him doing his normal rounds the silver haired male wrapped an arm around his shoulders and smirked.

                     ❝ Sir Huffman! I heard through your subordinates that you have been acting strange as of late . What happened? Too much wine to drink? ❞

                                                              ( @sir-huffman​ || XXX )

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           There was a hustle and bustle at the Fatui head quarters. News that the eleventh Harbinger was here for business was everyone was working to make the place spotless. La Signora was always ruthless but there wasn’t one person he didn’t know that didn’t respect Childe and adore his personality. He was extremely easy to talk to. Thankfully Mikhail was ordered to meet Childe just outside of the city walls at the bridge and provide him which what ever he asked for. 

           Once he sees Childe he quickly bows, a smile on his face, happy to serve him even if it was for a moment.

                      ❝ -- My lord, I am Mikhail. I have been ordered to inform you or retrieve anything you require. ❞

                                                               ( @2op4u​ || XXX )

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multitudcxfmuscs​:

Was Diluc just being a dick because he hated the Fatui or was there something more to it? He didn’t know himself, but he knew the more the other spoke, the more annoyed he got.

Sighing, he crossed his arms. “I mean, last I checked no one wanted the Fatui eavesdropping on their conversations…” At least if the other acted as a resident of Mondstat, he would be doing something for the economy.

At the other’s next few words, Diluc found himself grabbing the other by the collar, he pushed him up against the railing. His jaw was clenched and his free hand was squeezed into a fist as he reached up to throw a punch… but resisted.

“You spread rumors about my tavern and I’ll end your life.” He said through his teeth. “Now, unless you want to die Fatui… Then I suggest you shut your mouth before I shut it for you… Unless you’d prefer to shut me up?”

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           If that was the case then people knew not to speak such bold words around Fatui. In the end he never really cared too much about anyone else’s gossip unless it was in Tsaritsa’s favour. Next thing he knew he was caught off guard, being pushed against the railing and the watered flowerbeds from below. It wasn’t a fatal fall but if he had a choice he would rather not fall. He reached back and hesitated at pulling a punch towards Mikhail which only made him narrow his eyes.

           Not convicted enough to strike a man? Or was it because there were witnesses around? Mikhail’s hands flying up to grab at the other’s clothes. If he was going down then this hot tempered red-head was coming with him. 

                       ❝ Thanks, but I think I’ll pass on the dying any day soon. ❞

           Shutting his mouth? As if this man could. Picking a fight for no reason and now pushing him up against the railing and threatening his life. Just a normal guy without a vision. Adrenaline rushing through his veins as a smirk escapes him.

                      ❝ Think about it -- scum. ❞

            His voice spitting poison.

                      ❝ The moment you throw me over the Fatui will hear about it and would make your life hell the moment you do. What can one person do defending after a large group? You’ll eventually get tired or the Fatui will ruin everything you have -- there is no way you can defend more than one space. Now, get you’re filthy hands off of me!! ❞

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Like for a starter from Mikhail

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multitudcxfmuscs​:

Scoffing at the other’s response. “Yeah, well, maybe if you actually did something useful than just standing around here taking up space, I wouldn’t care as much.” He said, glaring at the other.

Sure, he might be taking his frustration out on the other, but he really didn’t like the Fatui in Mondstat.

“Hmph.” He wasn’t about to take advice from someone like him. “Yes, I own a tavern, but just because I act like this towards you, doesn’t mean I act like this towards anyone else…” He said, crossing his arms. “Now, unless you’re going to spend some mora in this town, I think it’s about you get your comrades and head out.”

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            If he actually did something useful? Since when was it required to always do something useful in order to live in Mondstadt? Didn’t others stand around, chat and socialize every day? This man was no exception. 

                        ❝ Thanks, but last time I checked you weren’t the law around here and there is no law against standing on the grass -- actually out of the way -- no matter who you are. So go and bark up someone else’s tree. ❞

            His tongue sharp and clearly not moving. he did nothing wrong to this person and was just spouting and pushing all of his problems onto Mikhail. Ah, so he was the one that owned the tavern.

                       ❝ Trust me - mister temper - I don’t need to step into your tavern. Word of mouth travels quite fast and people like to talk and gossip. A small rumor could be a devastation to any business, so if you value where you stand and want to continue to do what you are doing then I would keep your mouth shut. ❞

              A laugh escapes him as he pulls out a coin purse and jingles it around.

                       ❝ Bold of you to assume that a person doesn’t need food or drink to survive. Worry not, I spend my fair share here in Mondstadt. ❞

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 @multitudcxfmuscs​ || Diluc -  "You know, I'm really sick of seeing your face around Mondstat, Fatui."

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             Hearing a voice from behind him Mikhail turned to see a familiar red head that owned a tavern just down the street from where he was stationed. He rolls his eyes from behind the mask and crosses his arms. Yeah, sure, this man didn’t want to see him but to his knowledge he had never done anything to him at all.

                         ❝ -- That’s great and all but if you’re going to pick a fight pick a fight with the person who actually hurt you, not someone who barely knows you. ❞

                He shifts his weight to one side.

                        ❝ Aren’t you the one that owns a tavern just down the street? Shall I remind you how important it is for a business to have a good reputation? ❞

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        ┃ ┃  ×     All about Mikhail || @derreisende​ - - [ ACCEPTING ]

Blue - what brings them comfort?

There are a few things that he was able to bring from home. Mikhail has a scarf that his mother made in order to keep him warm but he rarely needs it when he is stationed at Mondstadt so when he’s feeling anxious about home. Another item belonged to his father, a journal of just how proud he was of his son and how he was going to do amazing things with the knowledge that he absorbed so easily. this journal has precious memories that the two of them had before his father passed away. The journal often reminds him of the reason why he left home and what he’s personally fighting for and why he joined the Fatui.

Purple - what is their favorite animal?

Might be a little funny but Mikhail really likes snow foxes, similar to the ones in Dragonspine. There used to be a littler that lived in a small cave at the place he grew up in. His parents allowed him to go half way and feed give them food in the harsh winters only. seeing the litter grow up and move on from the spot was always heart breaking but seeing the fluffy foxes play in the snow and watching from the window brought him a lot of joy and he continues to remember that moment when ever he thinks of his favourite animal.