don't mistake me for a child!

"Why, you...! I am a young lady! Please regard me as such, or I will be forced to teach you some manners! I wonder if there's a potion that could help me with that..." independent midoriko rp blog

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sireneia‌:

    Lutz’s grin grows at her confession — or rather the denial of his claim — but he doesn’t push it, satisfied with the reaction he got here.

❝ Wow, I knew you were all about your manners, but you’re really smart too. I thought rocks were only really good for throwing and uh… whatever Ophelia seems to be using them for. ❞

He thinks to himself for a moment, being an idea strikes him.

❝ Hey, why don’t you invite me the next time you do some research? I bet I can help you find LOTS of that rare herb! ❞

{🍂} “Of course I have more than just manners! It takes quite a lot of brain power to pump out all these potions, after all! I don’t know what Ophelia is doing with rocks all that well, but I can say with certainty that rocks are used for more than just that!”

At least she doesn’t start rambling about her findings, instead turning her attention to the idea that the other brings up. At it, her eyes glint with excitement, almost bordering on the glimmer that appears in her eyes whenever she’s cracking down on a new concoction -- but it’s cut short when she closes her eyes, giving him a pleasant smile instead.

{🍂} “That’s a wonderful idea, Lutz! It would help to have another set of hands, after all... And the scenery is quite beautiful too, with the moonlight and all. Though, are you sure? It only grows late into the night, and I wouldn’t want to be a bother.”

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  ❝ Aw, who cares? I missed you and now you’re back! Yay! ❞

 ❝ Though I guess you were too busy to miss ME, huh? So, what were you researching anyway? ❞

There’s a light dust of pink that settles on her cheeks at his joy, and she almost wants to turn her head away. But his next set of words ruins the momentary shyness that she felt.

{🍂} “... It’s not like I didn’t miss you at all, you know ...”

{🍂} “But oh, multiple things! I think one of my research projects consisted of figuring out if certain rock materials could be used for medicinal properties... And there was another one that had me looking for a rare herb that grew only in the moonlight of the full moon near a lake!”

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  ❝ Nuh uh. You’ve been gone FOREVER! I was thinking Michalis and I were gonna have to go hunt you down. ❞ He pipes down, a teasing glint in his eyes. ❝ But… can I take this to mean you weren’t trying to avoid me then? ❞

{🍂} “Well, it’s a good thing that you didn’t do such a thing... Though I wouldn’t have minded the visit-- I was just deep into my research, honestly...”

A sigh escapes her, but it’s soon followed up with almost a childish pout stretching across her features when she spots the glint in his eyes.

{🍂} “Oh, you... Now why would I do such a thing? Don’t tell me you considered the idea that I’d do such a petty thing like that, Lutz.”

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➽ @nostrxm

  ❝ Midoriko! Gee, where’ve you been hiding all this time?? ❞

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{🍂} “UWAA--! Don’t suddenly scare me like that, Lutz!”

{🍂} “Hiding...? I’ve been doing nothing of the sort. Has it been that long since we’ve seen each other?”

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me finding the login to this blog after literal years 

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starter for: @bornxsteward 

The feeling of sunlight was always a welcoming thing to Midoriko. After all, it was a signal that a new day had come, and there was stuff to do! It was... well, for a positive lady like herself, refreshing in a sense. There was so much to do! So many things to experiment with, as attempts to help the army by creating concoctions that usually served some kind of positive buff when consumed.

Though, she was a lady, and she certainly liked to talk to other people when she got the chance. 

When she spotted Dwyer in the area-- a face that she never really... well, got to talk to all that often-- she waltzed on over to where he was with a bright smile on her face, dripping with positivity in every step she made. Let’s see if he’ll be willing to chat with her just a bit-- to pass some time, of course.

{🍂} “Good day, Dwyer! Are you having a good day today?”

Nice. Simple questions were always good for starting up conversations.

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— After he had begun to stick around the apothecary more, Lutz had found his nose buried in a book much more frequently. For a man who struggled to read advanced texts, he was surprised to see that he was beginning to learn to improve, though those written in the tongue of Byakuya still seemed all too daunting to him. The most he could gain was second-hand information as a result, though a little part of him had wanted to try and jump the hurdle anyway.

Although failure had met him, he still was able to learn not too long ago that the belief that the two nations had on the festive holiday was quite different. Where Anya, a land plagued with fear and famine, viewed the last celebration of the year to be family oriented, Byakuya, perhaps in its prosperity and having a more traditional family setting already, turned it into a day meant for couples.

Of course, this meant little in regards to the children who spent the majority of their lives in deeprealms and even less so for the wyvern rider, but he always found himself fascinated by culture. When he had found out, he had gotten a little too excited and asked Midoriko to spend its eve with him, and he could only wonder if he came on too strong. Were his intentions at least clear? If he was going to just be setting himself up for–

Agh, no need to be getting insecure now. It was a little too late to try and back out anyhow.

    ❝ C'mon, it’s just a li'l farther from here ! You’re not cold are you? ❞

He gave a glance back, stopping to allow the apothecary to catch up with him. He felt a little bad, asking her to follow him so far in the woods and through the winter chill and snow, but he hoped he could at the very least make it up to her with the surprise he had planned.

Taking a hold of one of her hands, he prayed some warmth might transfer to her body. Additionally, this way he knew he wouldn’t be able to lose her. The farther they traveled into the thicket, the higher the chance, and he didn’t want to scare her on such a jolly day.

    ❝ Does that help? ❞

Of course, though he held good intentions, he could not help but understand he might be taking advantage of the situation at least a little bit to be more assertive towards her. It wasn’t necessarily in the guidebook to becoming an ideal gentleman, but he hoped she wouldn’t mind him being a bit more true to himself.

Eventually, the two arrived at a little clearing ( right on time too– as pretty as a sunset would be, his display only really worked at nightfall ) where a large amount of flowers of blues, indigos, pinks, and warm yellows glowed with an ethereal light against what might’ve been a near pitch-black sky. Though the arrangement itself was a little disorganized, the sheer number of them was certainly intimidating. In the middle of it all was a single, towering tree decorated with the lit up flowers.

    ❝ I… know it’s cheesy, but I saw all those flowers and thought if I could       do something real special with them, it’d make a pretty sight for you       on Christmas Eve. I… might’ve gone overboard though, huh? ❞

> merry christmas @nostrxm !

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“why do i even bother?"

The apothecary pouts at Dwyer’s attitude at the situation. Sure, she may be pestering the troubadour, interrupting his usual activity of… well, being himself as usual, but she needed help with something. When she needed help, she would always search out for someone to help her. It was for the good of the army, after all! He was just conveniently in the area when she decided that she’d drag someone along to help.

{🍂} “Because I asked you nicely, Dwyer. We’re running out of red herbs and other things in the storage, and I need a second pair of hands to help me collect them.”

Though, she did somewhat guilty about dragging the poor lad along.

{🍂} “…Come on. I’ll make you one of these energy potions that I’ve been working on as compensation for your efforts! I promise from my maiden heart that it really works! What do you say?”

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❝ Midoriko! Can you clear your plans for Christmas Eve? I want to show you something really great~! ❞

“Can you clear your plans for Christmas Eve?”

There was an internal voice inside the young apothecary that squealed with delight at Lutz’s words, though it was quickly calmed down. Sure, she’s certainly ecstatic that the wyvern rider went out of his way to ask her (how gentleman-like, she noted in her head), she shouldn’t let her emotions get the better of her! 

Midoriko turns around at the last syllable of Lutz’s words, and defaults to her regular pose– with her hands on top of each other in front of her, as neatly and proper as possible. There’s a smile on her face that reflects in her eyes before she gently closes them. 

As much as she considered talking about how Lutz should have been more subtle about asking her to clear her plans for Christmas Eve to fit the sappy romantic steps, she decided to let it go. Sometimes she just can’t project her own ideals on people, and that’s alright. Well, it won’t stop her from doing it, but hey, sometimes she has to establish some restraint on her projection so that she wouldn’t come off as rude.

After all, this kind of way is... well, his own unique  way-- and it had it’s own quality that’s exclusive to him. For some reason, it kind of made her happier upon thinking about it. 

How peculiar.

{🍂}“Why hello, Lutz! Something really great, huh?” 

She repeated in a cheerful, yet curious manner. 

{🍂}“I’ll have to see if I have anything on Christmas Eve in order to cancel them, but... sure, I’ll cancel my plans for that day. I’m looking forwards to it!”

five word prompts

an-exotic-writer:

[inspired by this]

“actually… i just miss you.”

“alright, i’ll leave you alone.”

“and slowly… i was forgotten.”

“and then everything just disappears.”

“and where do i go?”

“anyone could tell from here.”

“are you finishing that or…?”

“are you stupid or stupid?”

“anything, just call me, okay?”

“bitch better have my money.”

“bro… that’s so… not cool…”

“but did you do it?”

“call me now. it’s urgent.”

“can’t you listen to me?”

“cross that. don’t answer that.”

“don’t even think about it.”

“don’t you dare walk away.”

“do it. i dare you.”

“did you think i forgot?”

“eventually… you just move on.”

“even if you still do.”

“everything will fall into place.”

“fight me, you attractive stranger.”

“for once, i need you.”

“for once… i was right.”

“for once… i was wrong.”

“forget i even asked you.”

“forget it. you fucking suck.”

“fuck’s sake, what’s your problem?”

“fuck off. i mean it.”

“give and take. that’s life.”

“great. perfect. nice. fuck this.”

“have you lost your mind?”

“hello? it’s me. i was-”

“hey… that wasn’t so nice.”

“here’s a glass of whatever.”

“how about a hug, hm?”

“how about you make me?”

“i haven’t forgot you yet.”

“i can’t be around you.”

“i don’t need you, really.”

“i don’t need this now.”

“is this your first time?”

“it’s just a cut, really.”

“it wasn’t me, i swear!”

“i said i love you.”

“just don’t fuck it up.”

“just… come back alive, okay?”

“just make sure you’ve eaten.”

“kick his ass for me.”

“killed him? wait, what, literally?”

“life really sucks. feel better.”

“letting go hurts… a lot.”

“let me live, will you?”

“no, i don’t need you.”

“nothing can hurt me now.”

“nothing matters anymore to me.”

“okay it was me… so?”

“people lie all the time.”

“pipe the fuck down, asshole.”

“please, you can’t die now.”

“please don’t leave me alone.”

“quiet. they can hear us.”

“quick! give me your phone!”

“quicker, you freaking piece of-”

“quit it or i’ll bite.”

“quit staring! they’ll notice us!”

“really? do i look stupid?”

“real smooth, tripping over air.”

“rise and shine, sweet thing.”

“rise and fucking shine, motherfucker.”

“seriously? give me a break.”

“so… what are we now?”

“so… did you miss me?”

“so… can we go eat?”

“so… when’s the next flight?”

“so… how did everything go?”

“sometimes, i wish you died.”

“so what? you did it.”

“time passes slower without you.”

“then what do you suggest?”

“the fuck? who are you?”

“then you tell me why.”

“this is not working out.”

“this isn’t what i wanted.”

“this is all a fucking disaster.”

“when did it all happen?”

“who knew you’d be here?”

“why do i even bother?”

“why do i love you?”

“why didn’t you tell me?”

“you’re just… so, so stupid.”

“you can’t be here now.”

“you look like an accident.”

“you really need to go.”

“you know who to call.”

“zero fucks given. next please.”

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[🌸] This is really bad... I’m so sorry guys, I haven’t been active in a while! Like, a very long time... I’ve been struggling with college apps and schoolwork-- but I think things will be a little bit lenient on me these following months since most of that is finished! 

[🌸] S...So uh-- sorry!! I’m going to try and kick this blog’s activity as much as I can!

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some green girl doodles...

[ofcoronellas]

— After spending time with the apothecary, Lutz’s luck with adopting the mannerisms and etiquette of a gentleman had yet to succeed overtly, but he still appreciated the effort and attention the other gave him. He felt as if he owed the ninja’s daughter something for how she kept hope in him, and although she had deduced he no longer needed to pay attention to her lessons, he could not help but keep those sessions in his life. To end them would remove his major reason to stay by her side outside of battle. Was he selfish in wishing to see her face more and more? Perhaps. At the very least, he was not allowing himself to get injured purposely in battle to have her tend to his wounds.

    ❝ Do you see anything you like, Midoriko? Don’t worry about money; I got some for today! ❞

He tried to ease any concerns that she may have about today. He had managed to invite her out to go shopping in Anya, though he worried that she might grow bored quickly. After all, every vendor was preparing for the Dark Night Festival, and although he himself was excited since he had yet to experience it, he had no idea if the idea of lit pumpkins and flashy costumes appealed to her or not.

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Admittingly, the apothecary felt nervous about shopping in Anya. As she usually didn’t venture to Anya to shop, she wasn’t as familiar with the area as well as the kingdom of Byakuya. Though, naturally, she was curious-- it was a place that she would like to know better. So when Lutz invited her out to shop in Anya, she happily obliged! After all, it would be rude of her to decline such an opportunistic offer!

( ...Pass the modesty and the growing curiosity, she was genuinely happy about this invitation. Akin to a newly made, warm cup of tea, it felt comforting and refreshing. It was really nice to see Lutz outside of battles-- in a somewhat peaceful time where they were safe from conflict. )

Her purple eyes observe Anya’s vendors with a childish light in them, though, the foreign preparations of the Dark Night Festival caught her attention. Why, last time she had been in Anya-- with her father, of course --she never saw things like this. It made her curious. Was there some kind of celebration that people were preparing for? 

Purple eyes soon caught a glimpse of a speckled granite mortar and pestle that was with one vendor, and her face lit up. While she didn’t fancy appearances too much when it came to materialistic objects, she couldn’t help but to be captivated with the object. It looked... well, nicer-- and she could use a new one...

{🍂} “Oh!” Her attention is taken away from her own thoughts by Lutz’s voice. Eyes now focused on Lutz, a soft smile forms on her face. “That’s rather kind of you, Lutz. Are you sure though? I do have some money of my own...”

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— ❝ Uh… how did it go again? ‘ Daddy, daddy / Yes, Johnny…? ’ ❞

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{🍂} “...Maybe? Unfortunately, I don’t remember myself! It sounds a little off... could it be that it’s instead, ‘ Johnny Johnny / Yes, Papa ‘ ?”

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oh--oh gosh...!! i completely forgot about doing the starters-- I will do them tomorrow when i wake up though! i apologize ;;

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I should interact more with people, so if you want a small little starter (a one liner), you can like this post?

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When she felt an object enter in her hair-- not the first time this day-- she quickly turned around to see who the culprit was. The first time was slow, but this one had no delay at all. Her eyes met a pleasant blue-- a blue that seemed to whisper to relax and let go of the current stresses of the present. It was relaxing, and it almost catches the apothecary off guard.

Soon light purple eyes trailed up to meet met yellow ones, and Midoriko blinked her eyes a few times, before she smiled up at the lady in blue. No wait, this was Aqua-- the songstress. How could she be rude-- even within her own thoughts?

{🍂} “Heehee. Does it suit me? Thanks so much, Aqua!”