#(( hmm...? ))

[auko-teatime]

"Oh, uh... I..." "...Got it back when I lived in Plainstown. Wasn't always a quiet place, you had to defend yourself..."

"Absolutely not."

[katatonicimpression]

Am I reading this wrong or has Tempo found herself a love interest?

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Marauders (2022) #7

[krshush]

I'm looking at all the new Overwatch stuff now, and oh my god for one the dances are Precious, but also what dance is Mei doing and why does it look familiar to me...?

[silven-grenvalden]

A chuckle could be heard beside The Young Knight, Silven, as what They expected was true; that he would immediately realize... who was beside him at that moment. Witnessing his usual style of salute, like a Knight, was indeed... quite amusing and nostalgic.

"The pleasure is all mine, Sir Silven. ... You are... as sharp as ever, similar to how you were... throughout the Court Mage Selection. As expected from a young knight."

A light pat was given on his head and... the gentle breeze passed through him. Then, two pouches appeared and gently landed on his palms.

"Sir Silven, allow me to give you... a pouch of sweet candies which I had made and... a pouch of roasted acorns for that squirrel."

A pause... as the squirrel could be seen, climbing down the tree where he was taking a rest. Its nostril wiggled a bit, tail wagging, slightly gleaming... as it took in the roasted scent of the acorns.

"Consuming the candies could drive away those troubled thoughts of yours temporarily when... you are concentrating on the flavour of it, while thinking of something... more pleasant."

A slight shift could be heard behind the tree... of where he was resting.

"Meanwhile, feeding the squirrel with those roasted acorns could put your heart at ease, as you... observe it, munching it down."

The calm voice slightly faded, as the squirrel, now... beside him. 'twas quite a tamed little squirrel.

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘁𝗼𝗼 𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗱... 𝗜 𝘀𝘁𝗶𝗹𝗹 𝗵𝗮𝘃𝗲 𝗺𝘂𝗰𝗵 𝘁𝗼 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗻.

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(( 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐦𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝. 𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞, 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐫, 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐊𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭... ))

(( 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥, 𝐢𝐟 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐩𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐠𝐧𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐆𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐚𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫... ))

(( 𝐇𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰, 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡. 𝐍𝐨𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐳𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐫 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐮𝐩. ))

(( 𝐖𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐪𝐮𝐢𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐥 𝐦𝐮𝐧𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦, 𝐒𝐢𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐭 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞. ))

(( 𝐇𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐧𝐨𝐝𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐝𝐞—𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐬, 𝐰𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞, 𝐛𝐞𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐞... ))

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⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗔𝗰𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆, 𝗠𝗮𝗴𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗠𝗲𝗿𝗹𝗶𝗻, 𝗶𝗳 𝗜 𝗰𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘁𝗿𝗼𝘂𝗯𝗹𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝗹𝗮𝘀𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴...

⋆☀︎｡─ 𝗜 𝘄𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗲𝗿 𝗶𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝗲 𝘀𝗽𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗳𝗶𝗰 𝘄𝗮𝘆𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗰𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗲𝘀𝗵 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝗮 𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲.

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