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𝕹𝖔 𝕸𝖆𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝕳𝖔𝖜 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝖂𝖎𝖓𝖉 𝕳𝖔𝖜𝖑𝖘, 𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕸𝖔𝖚𝖓𝖙𝖆𝖎𝖓 𝕮𝖆𝖓𝖓𝖔𝖙 𝕭𝖔𝖜 𝕿𝖔 𝕴𝖙
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“Then foster animals - I know you; the moment that baby is colicky, you’ll either disengage, panic, cry, or a mix of all three.”
A pause as she slid her slipper back on, “Or, the forth option, where you toss it into the nearest dumpster.”
there was a grumble from her as she crossed her arms and tapped her foot rather impatiently. her honey hues rolling in their sockets before she looked back to Maggie.
" ooooor maaaaybe I'll be a good ma'ma, ever thought of that? " as she said that there was a twitch on the corner of her lips. " though maaaybe I just want the holiday cheer of my Chimney being coming down. "
“Respectfully? Not even once, considering how much you seem to enjoy your freedom. I won’t stop you from doing whatever you’re going to, of course, but do make sure you sit down and look realistically at how much babies will cost you in the long run - and I’m not talking in the ephemeral sense; cold hard logistics.”
Without any preamble, Maggie’s kicked one of her house shoes off and smacked the woman across the back of the head with it.
“Down girl - let the male loneliness epidemic do its work; the menfolk can stand to be lonelier.”
" ACK! " and smacked she goes, stumbling a bit as she tries to catch her balance and look at Maggie. wide eyes blinking as she pouts before rubbing the back of her head.
" listen I might be a bit lonely too ya' kno'. "
“Then foster animals - I know you; the moment that baby is colicky, you’ll either disengage, panic, cry, or a mix of all three.”
A pause as she slid her slipper back on, “Or, the forth option, where you toss it into the nearest dumpster.”
" On this Holy of Holidays, Put a baby in me so I can raise it as a Satanist. "
Without any preamble, Maggie’s kicked one of her house shoes off and smacked the woman across the back of the head with it.
“Down girl - let the male loneliness epidemic do its work; the menfolk can stand to be lonelier.”
She cups the Cheshire's face, turning it towards the sea of faces, "Stop trying to make him better. Be different. Make him worse."
how can one say no to this face? the grin was wide as he chuckled lightly. his tails shifting and moving as he looked maybe a bit too innocent.
"He's a fucking fae lord - he'll get sick if he's not moderately unhinged." a light tug sees his head removed from his shoulders and gripped betwixt her hands, "It's good for him."
She cups the Cheshire's face, turning it towards the sea of faces, "Stop trying to make him better. Be different. Make him worse."
//haha...ha...and i disappeared again - as soon as i'm feeling up to returning, life just has to throw another curveball directly into my gut
i'm working on emotionally recovering from a rather recent tragedy, so i'm probably still going to be very sporadic for awhile
//ssssso - i'm back. kinda - i've been recovering mentally and emotionally from a lottt of shit, but my inspiration is steadily returning and i plan on being around again far more often
i've missed you all terribly and hope everyone has been well
“Son? Are you okay?” she approaches the swordsman with silent steps, eyeing the small pile of ashes in his hands.
"Oh, mom!" Bennett couldn't remain in such a down state when Maggie appeared beside him, turning to her with an immediate smile, "Yeah, I'm alright - I just.. wasn't really paying attention, but it's okay!"
“Did you set your mora pouch on fire again?” the fact that it was something that had occurred more that once should have been theoretically impossible, and yet…
"That.. That was all of my Mora.." There goes his pouch, and all of his funds.. gone up in accidental flames.
“Son? Are you okay?” she approaches the swordsman with silent steps, eyeing the small pile of ashes in his hands.
@oficeandwind cont. from here [x]
Another soft squeak as the creature is relocated to a more secure, and far warmer location that leads to a round of small, contented chirps from the tiny creature, settling comfortably against the puppet’s chest and dozing off quickly; it’s not every day something quite so young has such a heart racing day after all.
From the branches of a nearby tree, the scene unfolds before an unseen set of eyes belonging to someone not too keen on showing themselves, or abandoning their hiding place, at peace with remaining a silent observer for now.
It was curious though…whomever he was, he…had one of the strangest pulses she had ever felt.
//i still have some inbox asks to get to but the majority of my drafts are done - sorry about the wait; getting past my paralysis where creation is concerned
starter call is still coming, but i think that i made a pretty good dent today; feel free to let me know if you want to drop anything though - i've kept people waiting almost two months so i completely get it
"I have already triple-checked."
"Can you do it one more time, then?" Cyno asked.
From where he sat at his desk, Tighnari looked up from his notes with a sigh and half-turned in his chair to give his friend one of his 'looks'. "General Mahamatra, the information you're looking for will not mystically manifest on my pages through the sheer stubbornness of the reader."
Cyno returned the answer with a sigh of his own, little more than a silent huff through the nose. As much as he didn't like what he heard, there was no point in further stressing a matter. When Tighnari dished out his sarcasm and called him by his honorary title, he knew that to be a sign that the answer was final.
"Hmph."
"Like I said, I am at a loss about these samples. Nothing wrong with your sketching, I know you're meticulous with these things. They all possess the characteristics of what could believably grow in Sumeru, but ultimately look like nothing I've ever seen." Tighnari stood up and stretched. He picked up Cyno's notebook, still open on his desk, and gave its content one more look before turning to hand it over. "For the record, it bothers me as much as it bothers you. It's been a few years since something left me feeling stumped like this."
The General shook his head, rising one hand in surrender. "You can keep it. It'll be of better use to you... even if you've never seen anything like it before, there's always the possibility you will in the future."
"You think that person capable of growing these plants may do so around the forest as well?"
"I don't know, but it's been a while since the last report of any sightings." Cyno said as he moved away from where he was leaning against the wall. "The one thing I know is that she doesn't have the ability to disappear into thin air. This means she has to be somewhere."
"Doesn't really narrow down where to look, but I guess knowing such a person exists is a start." The Valuka Shuna tapped his chin, pondering. "I'll pass the information around to the other Watchers and let you know if there are any helpful reports on their patrols. The forest should represent a far better environment for someone with Dendro elemental powers. Assuming that's what you saw."
"I'm trying to figure that out myself." The desert-dweller nodded. "When the sun is up I'll head out to investigate any unfamiliar layline within the Forest."
"Then let me insist that you spend the night. It sounds like you have a long day ahead, and I'd like to make sure you get proper rest." Tighnari had a slightly sardonic smile on his face, both hands at his hips with the air of a teacher giving out instructions. "Besides, you owe me after taking a good part of my free time to look into all this. You can recompensate by offering yourself as a test subject for a new recipe I've been mulling over. Come help me gather the ingredients while you're waiting around."
So many new parasites infiltrating the area…from what was being relayed back to her, they were all dressed similarly enough to be a uniform, meaning there was a good chance this bunch were affiliated with each other; the timing was a bit too suspicious really…and she had three guesses as to whom could have ‘released the hounds’ so to speak.
Still, she wasn’t about to act rashly and expose her location by acting - that’s exactly what that bastard from before would no doubt be waiting on; any and every way to track her - honestly, she almost found it funny how he had already judged her to be guilty, despite every act she had supposedly committed being an act of self defense.
Oh well - the border wasn’t too far, perhaps a day or two at most at her current pace; adjust her trajectory to avoid any who got too close, be mindful to not leave footprints or broken branches and twigs in her wake, nothing that would disclose her location and allow that spear wielding cretin to pin her down again.
Just the memory of the electricity that had coursed through made an involuntary shudder pass through her - there was little she loathed more than not being in control of herself; it brought forth far too many unpleasant memories, ones she was quick to force back down before they had the opportunity to rise to the surface.
It wasn’t as thought reminiscing on such things would better her situation.
That soft nagging at the back of her mind continued to coax her forward - it was strange…almost like a little voice was encouraging her to keep going somehow; very odd, of course, but far from the strangest thing she had encountered since finding herself in this odd place.
Just a bit more…just a bit further to go until she was out of the nation and on to the next - she wouldn’t be free of course, but at least there was a chance she would have a few hours to breathe at least.
With a small shrug, he moved slightly to allow her better access to his shoulder, silently gazing around their little hiding spot. There really was nothing else to focus on though, other than the worries that ebbed from the woman by his side, or that constant buzz in the air that he still couldn’t quite grab hold of. They hadn’t been here anywhere near long enough for it to make sense of him grasping control of this worlds energies…but that knowledge did rather little to ease the frustration. He didn’t enjoy having to lean on anyone for help.
You know it’s pointless to try and take all the blame for this, right? Stop trying to take the weight of the world on your own like that - it’s not going to help either of us. Still, why was it that she wanted to try and ‘make it up’ to him? It made very little sense to him, one of his hands shifting in order to remove his hat and hold his vision silently. If anyone was to blame for this mess, it’d be him - flying literally into one of Dottore’s dumb traps…What was Sumeru like? How much time had passed? Was Nahida dealing with the fire?
He sighed, shaking his head slightly. It felt as though they both of them just had their thoughts going in circles by this point. At the end of the day, the simple truth was that they were in this situation together, and that they could only trust one another…a thought that caused him scoff slightly as he shifted a little more, making sure Maggie seemed comfortable against him. He couldn’t be the most comfortable of pillows, surely.
“…just get some rest - you can think on that other stuff later…”.
What he wanted…what a complicated thought that had become lately.
“…fine.”
To the untrained ear, no doubt her response had come off as downright emotionless…but she knew that if anyone would catch the bitterness, the sadness, the hopelessness in her voice it would be him; it was a bit humiliating honestly, but there was no helping it - the longer they spent in each other’s presence, the easier it had become for him to read her like a book.
She had to calm down, had to plot out their next move, but that pain pulsing at the base of her skull won out in the end, forcing her eyes to remain closed awhile with her head resting against Hayate’s shoulder - it made her feel ashamed how at ease the closeness made her feel; chalk it up to touch starvation, perhaps.
At least Hayate knew he was well within his rights to shove her off whenever he got sick of the contact - not that he needed permission of course; the movement of the train, the occasional distant call of another train whistle and the noisier reply the locomotive they rode gave in return…it was strangely peaceful.
Take the reprieve while it presented itself…prepare to slip aboard a freight ship, and tuck themselves within the cargo hold for the next leg of their endless journey until they managed to find a way back to Teyvat; if only she knew how she got there in the first place…why did everything have to be so complicated?
“…fine.”
To the untrained ear, no doubt her response had come off as downright emotionless…but she knew that if anyone would catch the bitterness, the sadness, the hopelessness in her voice it would be him; it was a bit humiliating honestly, but there was no helping it - the longer they spent in each other’s presence, the easier it had become for him to read her like a book.
She had to calm down, had to plot out their next move, but that pain pulsing at the base of her skull won out in the end, forcing her eyes to remain closed awhile with her head resting against Hayate’s shoulder - it made her feel ashamed how at ease the closeness made her feel; chalk it up to touch starvation, perhaps.
At least Hayate knew he was well within his rights to shove her off whenever he got sick of the contact - not that he needed permission of course; the movement of the train, the occasional distant call of another train whistle and the noisier reply the locomotive they rode gave in return…it was strangely peaceful.
Take the reprieve while it presented itself…prepare to slip aboard a freight ship, and tuck themselves within the cargo hold for the next leg of their endless journey until they managed to find a way back to Teyvat; if only she knew how she got there in the first place…why did everything have to be so complicated?
With the need of always having to be observant, he had noticed the scar before, but he hadn't been this close to her - and now he couldn't help but to stare slightly, glancing quickly away as his phone loudly cut through the silence of the small enclosed space, Hayate clearing his throat as he quickly answered the call. "Hey - yeah I'm with her now. Hmm? I know, I just didn't want to deal with his bullshit right now. Is he mad? Yeah, thanks Niwa. I'll get dropped off at home. Mother's easier to deal with. Yeah, yeah - I'll make it up to you later". Sighing, he hung up and leaned over to give his address to the driver, before sitting back and watching the night pass on by. He maybe shouldn't have stared - hopefully he hadn't caused too much unease...though why was he even caring if he had? He'd pretend it was about keeping up his image, but he felt Maggie had seen through him long before now. Silence was usually a rather calming environment for him, but for some reason it only made him feel uneasy, as though he should be saying something to fill the void. Weird that.
"...I hope I'm not holding you back from anything important...". As conversation starters went, that had to be one of the lamest he could have come up with, inside flinching as he quickly gazed back outside again. Maybe the uncomfortable silence had been better after all...
She wasn’t all that surprised to catch him staring - it was natural after all; the scar was quite blatant after all…to her, it was almost amusing how despite the best efforts of makeup teams and hours worth of effort, all it took was discarding a few pins to undo it all.
The tablet made another appearance as he took a call, pulling up her drafts to begin editing the pieces down…while doing what she could to tune his conversation out - it would seem her impulsivity had gone and stirred the pot to make his night unnecessarily complicated, though she couldn’t help but notice that Hayate said he…and that his mother was easier to deal with…the caller was Niwa so, was he referring to Zandik Dottore?
Interesting…she would have to make a mental note of that.
“Not particularly - after this, I’m most likely going home myself; I may do more work on your collection, work out a bit…or simply drink myself to sleep - the night is young, so I suppose I’ll be playing the evening by ear.” she gave him a wry smirk over the lip of the tablet, “How about yourself? Anything other than dancing around your manager’s wrath?”
She fell asleep whilst charting the stars again. Layla sighs in dismay and resigned herself to another long night of catching up with her assignments as she packed for her return. Realising what she had unintentionally done did knock the wind out of the student's sails some but if there was any consolation, she is comforted by the notion that the semester will end soon.
Maybe then she could try and take a break from her studies for a change. She did promise the traveler she would meet up with them and-
A flash of colour in her peripheral vision knocks Layla out of her thoughts and she belatedly realises it was her astrolabe...that is presently rolling down the rocky hill terrain.
"Oh no!"
- In a clean arc, the item proceeds to fall...right next to the foot of a stranger as Layla fumbles about atop the hill, searching for it.
"It's somewhere here, I know it. Okay don't panic Layla, don't panic-"
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She could feel something impact the earth, the vibration firing through the root systems below to give me a rough idea of what it might be…odd, she had never encountered anything quite like this before; it came to a rolling stop next to her.
Movement from above - a young woman? Whomever she was, her movements were flustered, almost panicked? Whatever this object was, it was probably important to her…meaning she would no doubt come looking.
Best to make sure she found it quickly, without intercepting or encountering her and over complicating things.
A flick of her fingers had roots coiling around the odd sphere, swiftly carrying it back up the hill to an area just beyond the unknown woman’s heels in the tall grass close to the edge of the hill; silently, she summoned down a vine from the canopy overhead, pulling herself into the dense leaves while the frantic student continued her search.
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Huh? Had he been found? For a moment he was as still as he possibly could be, listening to the sounds carried in the wind outside, wondering if perhaps he may have been followed, unsure if he wished for that to be the case or not. He didn't like being alone again, and after everything to have happened, he found himself feeling almost angry...and that feeling scared him too. But - where had Niwa gone? Had he truly betrayed them all? He sighed, allowing himself to relax, only to jump again at the sound of knocking, followed closely by a voice that he hadn't heard before - the words slightly hard to make out.
Mutti? Vati? He'd never heard such names before. Glancing at his arms, he could see that most of the burns had faded now - he looked human again at least. Wrapping one hand around the feather to hang from his neck, he crossed over to the door and carefully opened it, gazing down at the small girl in slight confusion.
"H-hello...are you lost?"
The figure was…not belonging to any of those she was looking for, and there was no masking her disappointment; still, there was at least a chance that he could possibly help find her family.
After she got over the initial let down, she couldn’t help but admire this unknown person’s eyes - she had never seen any in a color quite like them before, “…so schön.”
Immediately after the words left her, she could practically hear her sister scolding her, ‘Remember - never outside the house! It’s fine when you’re at home, but you’re going to have to practice when in public, okay?’
“S-sorry, I…j-jes, I am; I can’t find my mama or my papa - c-could jou help me look for zhem? …please?”