FOLLOW HER FOOTSTEPS

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thinks about K11 and sighs dreamily

best girl

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Seira is going to go to Savage, jump to embrace her, and give her kisses as if in need of some attention.

Savage, with her remarkable strength, easily catches her beloved Doctor and spins her around in her arms gleefully before letting her drop to her feet, accepting the kisses offered and giving plenty of her own.

"G'day lover, you're just in time f'some of my sweet treats! Load'a cakes made f'the kids today... And some cinnamon buns, too!"

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after spending a few days thinking about it for a few days, i’ve come to the conclusion that i’m not... really writing anything any more. and part of it is to do with how thinly i keep spreading myself over multiple muses. so, with all that thought, i’ve made up my mind.

the characters i’m keeping, publicly, are savage and silence. silence can be found @ medinventive, as normal, and savage can be found here @ mjolnirwielding. the characters i’m keeping privately are... well, all the characters i’ve written over the last year or so. if you’re friends with me on discord, feel free to hit me up.

i’m always happy to write with people anywhere, but my majority efforts will be set to here, on tumblr.

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fleshvitiation ► mjolnirwielding

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An Elite Operator hits the deck hard, with a grunt. Followed by a second, a third and the final member. They all look at each other in disbelief, at having been dispatched with such swiftness, before they all look to the one responsible for schooling them so thoroughly.

Her eyes are hard, her expression without satisfaction or mirth. Cold, indifferent. She had calculated her options mercilessly and had taken actions appropriately. And they, for their numbers and their skill, had been dispatched in no less than five moves apiece.

She, the warrior princess of Dublinn, stood alone amongst them. This was as her sister had dictated. And no matter how she distanced herself from that deplorable woman... Still she held on to the teachings and stories she had been told. It was all she had, for now.

But one day... She would make her own stories.

One day...

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Scavenger's module has been translated and honestly I'm crying I love this Rrrrrrrrrrrat so much she deserves every happiness I hope HG let her have romance and love with Provence sob sob sob

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It’s not blood, don’t worry.

It’s jam. Raspberry jam, in fact.

She’s just finished demolishing a twelve-pack of jammy doughnuts because she’s a fucking gremlin that can’t help but scarf down food even when it’s in abundance, as if it’ll be the last meal of her life.

[amnesicmaiden]

@fleshvitiation

Closure, moving everything in her office an inch to the left.

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closure, seira will move your tools to an inch to the right.

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amnesicmaiden​:

“Dang, what a cheater.” Seira just lock- wait no that wouldn’t work with closure.

“It is so not cheating,” She retorts quickly, “And don’t even think of tryin’a lock me out!”

“You know it don’t work.”

[amnesicmaiden]

@fleshvitiation

Closure, moving everything in her office an inch to the left.

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closure, seira will move your tools to an inch to the right.

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amnesicmaiden​:

@fleshvitiation

Closure, moving everything in her office an inch to the left.

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closure, seira will move your tools to an inch to the right.

Closure, securing her tools to the workbench so that no-one can move them.

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“Mmmnnn... Hhrrmmnnnnnn...”

“C’mon... Get closer, you... Hrmmm...”

“... YAHHH!!”

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Don’t argue, brat.

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Good kids.

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Destiny is calling.

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studentshaul​:

“Silent one I see. Well whatever, at least you haven’t tried to kill me yet.” Platinum goes silent for a little bit, engaging with conversation with someone who doesn’t talk back is tricky. Plat was curious about this one but somewhat knew about her, or at least the regulations regarding her. 

But to the Assassin, rules can just be guidelines.

“Is it true? Are you really that dangerous?”

It would be easy, too. Wouldn’t even have to touch her. A pulse of her Arts and fwomp. No more Kuranta. Only a pile of smouldering, acrid ash. But the idea fills her gut with roiling hatred. She’s so, so tired of killing and fighting and killing again. Never mind that it was against the rules, she never wanted to kill anyone in the first place...!

That’s why, in spite of her fear, in spite of every instinct in her body telling her to do something about this latest intrusion, this breach of the rule...

She doesn’t.

“... Mm.”

She does, however, quietly nod. She is dangerous. But it’s not because she is dangerous. It’s because of her. If she finds her, if she catches her...

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studentshaul​:

A presence found itself behind the thoughtful drake. The Assassin sat next to her, staring out the window as well. “Beautiful day?” She finally spoke with a hint of sarcasm in her voice.

Resist the urge to snuff a life in an instant. A glove creaks gently as the leather is crushed in a fist, eyes flitting from the aether of nothing back to the real world, registering the other from her reflection in the window. Only briefly, before she resumes staring into the rains beyond.

“...”

Her tail’s tip flicks, almost anxious.

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i am once again reminding you that unless i explicitly tell you to not reply to something, it is an open post that you can jump on. can be one-liners it can be longer than the great wall o’ china it can be something you jump into dms and plot first idc