“ how dashing, how dashing !! the more spirits i meet, the more convinced i am that this life is far superior to the one that i had served prior. ”
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“ how dashing, how dashing !! the more spirits i meet, the more convinced i am that this life is far superior to the one that i had served prior. ”
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✦ : MOMOCHI TANBA ( getsuruito )
After felling the last of their enemies (the last ones for now), Tanba puts his golden blades away, and then turns to face Caster, giving a casual nod of the head, “A great many of them are delicate little things, aren’t they? Skilled and deadly in their own rights, I imagine, but oh so frail looking.” The suggestive tone to Caster’s words wasn’t lost on Tanba, and he couldn’t blame her for making them, but he decided to take it purely as praise and nothing else. “But thank you! I like to think I’m rather ‘built’ too, as you implied. ” Tanba lets out a soft, confident chuckle, adding, “It all comes with the territory of being the best Assassin around. ”
Tanba, hands on his hips, saunters over to Caster, a friendly smile on his face, “I trust you weren’t hurt in that scuffle, mm? It looked like you handled yourself remarkably well– a powerful, applause worthy display I’d say!” Applaud Tanba does, too, briefly. “Though, if you are injured, I know some healing magecraft that can patch you right up! No need to use your own, it would be my treat.” He might have sounded like he did, but did Tanba truly care about Caster’s well being? Not necessarily; Tanba was merely trying to be polite seeing as they were teammates on a mission right now, and he knew it wouldn’t do either of them any good to continue injured. Better to deal with anything now and then push on, less headaches that way.
“ while there’s a certain appeal to the nimble body line, the same can be said about the broader variety. ” ----- she makes a show of dragging her eyes from his chin to his shoulders, following a trail that goes from the highest flying hair on his head to the soles of his shoes, an appreciative hum following along with a curt nod of her head. fingers reach to flatten his frayed collar ( no doubt from their scuffle ) but she makes no note of it other than a giddied ‘oh!’ when her hand makes contact with a solid rather than soft resistance of his chest before retracting her arm. “ really?? what an awfully bold claim to make: the BEST. i am certain that there are a great many who believe themselves just as fitting of the title. "
“ of course not! it would be a shame to have such flawless skin be marred by mere toys. ” ----- his clapping leads to a brief bow, proper as she presses one hand to her abdomen and extends the other to her side, brandishing the unmarked arm with pride. a caster must rarely engage in close quarters, and she finds herself quite pleased in that regard, at least. their enemies have been brutish soldiers and unkempt monsters: nothing that strays too far from what she had seen and done upon to others as punishment, herself. “ but if it would be your TREAT, as you call it, i shall save that card to play at a later date then. you mustn’t forget when i doubtlessly bring it up again. ”
✦ : NITOCRIS ( niledrowned )
“a lovely thought though I fear while the distance might not have been a problem, I believe we were separated by years. while I doubt that I make for a good maiden, I would have enjoyed talking to someone as knowledgeable as you.”
“ oh! well of course, you are more than welcome to start such a thing now that our separate windows of times have merged. ” ----- she relishes in the praise, feathers ruffled in absolute glee. “ however, i was unaware of the pharaohs’ interests in others; i always got the conceited stories from travelers. ”
✦ : JEANNE ALTER ( noircisaint )
❝ You are grossly misinformed then. For one, we are NOT the same person. Don’t refer to it as ‘cute’, it is repulsive. In both implication and meaning. ❞
“ oh boo, how boring !! you’re awfully uptight for someone who no longer has any responsibilities; unwind a bit. ”
✦ : SCHEHERAZADE ( nightlesscaster )
Was there any point in listening to the woes of another ? Its like Fergus again with his idealism that penetrated the brain and turns you into a death seeking celt idiot. The caster of the nightless city merely turns her eyes submissively. Though her appearance meek, she is willing to do anything to live.
Such a stubborn personality. No wonder her story was so mixed.
“I…my only desire…has always been to avoid death…I was born not as a powerful person…nor a person soldier…I am just a civilian turn servant… For those who willingly , thoughtlessly…put their lives out for pride…we cannot understand each other.”
“ thoughtlessly? ” ----- circe repeats the word with a twisted sort of amusement, playing its tones and emphases differently each time in curiosity; it is as if she’s never dared to speak it aloud. despite her new body’s short stature, she makes no effort to hover higher. instead her shoulders square, stepping one by one closer until she curves to meet scheherazade’s downcast eyes with a piercing glare, index finger stretching to jab accusingly at her shoulder and chest. “ for someone so weak in addition to being previously human degrading me like a dog, speaking down to me like a child. picking a fight with a demigod such as i will bring you no closer in your goal to avoid death. such a FOOLISH little girl, truly for one who tells stories, you ought to be more eloquent in your phrasing, no? i help maidens in need, i do not thoughtlessly lead them to misery. clearly my efforts have been wasted. ”
circe is going absolutely feral for no goddamn reason but i owe 0 replies—- does anyone want a starter?
(Aiaia, a comic by Lilly Rain May)
i’ve been trying to figure out how to put this into words for a really long time now but circe despises weak-willed people because they reflect how she behaves when her passing infatuations cave into her biddings for the short while that they are around. when odysseus first came to aeaea, she was in absolute control and his crew feared her as the enchantress whose magic was strong enough to a point where a god felt the need to step in and help them. however, towards the midpoint when he agreed to stay on the island with her, she withered away into someone who tended to his every beck and even paused daily practices to coddle and even bathe him herself.
she let herself be played by him, tied around his finger until he had enough and left her alone. projecting that feeling onto others makes it easier to tear it down when tied to another name than her own, but she has yet to confront her feelings head on as they relate to her and her mythos.
✦ : SCHEHERAZADE ( nightlesscaster )
Fear, it is a strange thing. Her power is above most men, she can lift to the equivalent of ten men, and yet she still fears…
“Once…a servant was downed because a normal human had courage to attack. Because of that human.. the servant had died, a gaping hole to the stomach…”
“Whats truly pathetic is thinking…being a servant … excuses you from fear….”
…
“Forgive me… I … don’t want to die. So I will never make the mistake… of thinking of anyone lesser then me.”
eyes narrow, lips curled to bare teeth which paired with the growl thundering at the base of her throat morphs avian features to reflect the countless beasts that prowl freely as her pets. the declaration, the confession, of such a thing simply boils her blood, lights fire in a fraction of something that the witch has yet to unleash since her departure from odysseus; she steps forward on heavy perch, wings flared and feathers puffed.
“ then so be it !! i would much rather be struck down than live with worry eating away at my still beating heart. carry yourself with a pride that suits your standing, anything less is a blatant disregard for your fortune. you are simply a piglet waiting for slaughter. men will take advantage of you, toss you, toy with you should you remain so submissive. ”
“ a large portion of the assassins that i have seen have been so little and lithe, taken by light breezes and delicate. i was unaware that there existed a faction so built. ”
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“ egypt ?? my, it is little more but a week’s sail for you to arrive at my island, and how i would have loved to be visited by such a cute, cute maiden in life. ”
// @niledrowned ❤ ‘d for a starter !!
“ so you and the so-called-saint are the same person? like two pieces of a puzzle, how cute !! ”
// @noircisaint ❤ ‘d for a starter !!
“ i still cannot understand how our appearances were chosen; certainly, you looked nothing like this in life ( though it is far from a complaint ). ”
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“ gods are just as they are regardless of origin: all the same, all the same. how sad that the holy grail should return so many to life. ”
// @shaivara ❤ ‘d for a starter !!
“ you are a servant and yet you still fear ? you cower before men and monarchs simply by the name while possessing powers that raise you higher than the mere human you were. does that not strike you as pathetic ? ”
// @nightlesscaster ❤ ‘d for a starter !!
“ you are far too young to be spouting such nonsense; i have little tolerance for children especially those who ‘talk big’. ”
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