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[spxcemuses]

" WHEN DID I DO THAT!? USE YOUR BRAIN! USE YOUR BRAIN! THE THING IN YOUR HEAD, USE IT!! "

[inndomiitable]

" I'm not a little flower. I'm a ROCK. "

[livedtoserve]

A festivity begins to rumble on the surface. Like any good maid should, Flora finds herself entering the ballroom...with no purpose to dance, but at least assist. The room gleams with golden splendor - a relieving sight after serving dark, drab halls throughout her whole life. Maybe she can take some time off, for just a day...

...no, there is work to be done.

Flora stares at the makeshift mask she's prepared in advanced...just in case. She steps forward to begin her tasks.

Despite her hesitation, Flora is equipped with the String of Pearls for exchanging accessories! This is her own current list of exchanged objects:

Black Feather (Camilla, Hilda, f!Byleth) White Feather (Lysithea, m!Kamui) String of Pearls (Ishtar) Small Bell (f!Corrin, Elise, Caspar) Teardrop Crystal (Leif, Selena, f!Robin, Takumi)

Flora is on duty and remains in her Nohrian maid fit. She at the very least tried to wash out the burning smell from its tips, yet the smell still lingers...

[dualisume]

" Hmm... I'm bored... why don't i declare an all out war against celestia? "

[bypyre]

vision swims as blood clings to his skin beneath the pyro's shirt, gloved hands slick with the same cloying crimson fumble at the buttons as diluc stumbles across the threshold of his tavern. can't go home, can't let anyone there know what he gets up to after dark. they'll worry too much... or they'll tell one of the knights... or... or...

hip clashes with the corner of a table and diluc stifles a curse as white hot pain splinters up his side and through the fresh gash in his gut still bleeding and staining its way through pale waistcoat that he's sure he already shrugged off a few paces back... or was that his jacket? doesn't matter. he needs to stop the bleeding. needs to get at the damned thing so he can cauterize it. still, diluc fumbles at his shirt buttons - refusing to remove his gloves even as they fill with darkening crimson as his steps become more uncoordinated and dark patches appear in his vision.

"c'mon... c'mon..." another step has diluc bumping into the bar itself as his hands start to grow cold and numb. he doesn't notice the door creak open behind him, nor does he recognise the sound of familiar boots across his floors that are now spattered with crimson slowly starting to seep into the cracks between the boards. // @serosanguine for childe hehehe

[exaeriss]

" Mic test... Mic test" Totally not me returning here after venti's new quest

[seventhdecrees]

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The shogun looks at the male just making matters worse with her unnerving stare. Her deep violet eyes were devoid of emotion while time stand still for what felt like an eternity — no pun intended until she snaps her attention forward. Lifting the cup to her lips to take a sip of tea.

“ Very well, I won't press more on the matter than but the gulp isn't helping your case of feeling fine. I won't be offended if you know that you feel uneased near me. It's normal behavior many displays toward me, I want your visit to Inazuma to be enjoyable. ”

“ Now what would you like to discuss? ”