#agarycus

[aleximedicusa]

@agarycus​  /  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋.

“ frankly, sir, i have every respect for your field of study, but i would hesitate to apply the name of science to it. the conjectures on the workings of the mind can hardly be placed on the same level as the study of anatomy or geology. it is based in speculation, not observable data. that is not to diminish its value — do not misunderstand me — but it is rather more on par with the study of history than any matter of science. ”

[prophezeiung]

@agarycus​​   ›   wilhelmina sinclair   ›   starter call

          “ your  hospitality  is  greatly  appreciated,  my  lord. ”  a  polite  nod  and  honest  gaze,  though  her  features  have  forgotten  softness  and  her  words  lost  their  warmth.  the  foreign  queen  travels  alone  —  the  wings  of  retribution  are  only  steady  enough  to  carry  their  harbinger,  at  least  until  it’s  satiated,  but  she  needs  no  protection,  and  nothing  else  to  urge  her  on.  sinead  has  landed  here,  on  this  strange  continent,  with  a  feeling  —  no  sign  of  the  injustice  that  plagues  her  like  a  persistent  hunch,  but  a  friendly  estate  as  haven  while  she  hones  it,  whether  they  believe  her  to  be  who  she  claims  or  not. 

          “ forgive  my  bluntness,  but  may  i  ask  —  how  come  someone  blessed  with  divine  light  spends  their  days  administering  an  estate?  or  should  the  question  be  asked  differently? ”

[ulvsonn]

♔ @agarycus​ / mairi :     ❝  i thought you were dead.  ❞                                                              MEME.    ↷    𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

        TOO LONG HAD IT been since hope threatened to shake darrius’ heart, and yet with mairi before him all restraint for it had since fled. whatever strength he had harbored abandoned him and he was sent to his knees, abandoning all care for appearances and WEPT openly.

        his towering frame buckled, collapsing around the form of his sister as his arms embraced her. it felt like a dream. as if all of it had been a waking NIGHTMARE and she were the singular bright spot emerging from the ocean of BLOOD and darkness he had been drowning in. ❝ and i you. ❞ the words are choked from him, his throat still strained in disbelief. were it not for his near crushing grip upon her shoulders he would have believed her a trick of the FADE ; some spirit sent to TORMENT him into breaking.

[ulvsonn]

♔ @agarycus​ / mairi  :    ❝ You’ve always been there for me. You’ve never given up on me. ❞                                                                                  MEME.    ↷    𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

          ❝  I’M YOUR BROTHER.  ❞  he said it with a level of calm certainty; as if it were all that needed to be stated on the matter. to him it was the most natural thing in the world, never an ideal that needed doubt or second guessing. there wasn’t anything that mairi could possibly do that would ever make him question his loyalty to her or abandon her to any problem. even if there was, just like the possibility of ever leaving her behind, the thought would never even OCCUR to darrius. it would be as foreign to him as the BLIGHT was to all living things.

          now more than ever the sentiment rang ever true. they were all they had left. he’d tear the BLACK CITY from the sky itself before he ever let mairi venture into the darkness alone, whatever pitch black nightmare that entailed; be it the blight or the hunger of revenge the likelihood only WOLVES could claim to know.

           he reached out, his own hand enveloping hers almost twice over. the smell of rust ever hung in the air, now more familiar to him than the gardens back home. even now, hand in hand, the softness of affection was bore with ARMOR, and the blood that ran beneath it tainted and dark. ❝  no matter what happens that will never change. there’s an ocean of blood and fire before us; even if we drown, ❞ he raised their interlocked hands between them, squeezing her fingers between his own.  ❝  i’ll still be here.  ❞

[ulvsonn]

♔ @agarycus​ / mairi  :    ❝ I don’t feel so good . ❞                                                                             INJURY MEME.    ↷    𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆

           ❝ PLEASE, ❞ darrius started with half a scoff, half engrossed in the drink in his hand without yet casting his gaze to his sister. he’d have to look so far DOWNWARD, after all.  ❝ if i have to be here so do you. ❞ admittedly he handled the hassle of such social occasions SLIGHTLY better than mairi, but at some point it became obvious that the youngins of the cousland litter had limited patience for such things.

          despite his words and boasting, he looked towards her regardless and nudged her shoulder with one arm. ❝ in which way? ❞ no matter if her ailment was truthful or a RUSE to get out of playing nice with everyone that walked through the door, darrius was ready to come to her aid.  ❝ you feel ill or someone here is causing your teeth to grate? ❞

          there wasn’t a doubt in his mind that if someone were truly irritating to her, mairi could well hold her own. they were COUSLANDS, after all, and children of the SEA WOLF to boot. no one came into their house causing any kind of grief without leaving unscathed. but he was a brother ------ it was his DUTY to always throw the first punch if it came to it. and, well, were she simply suffering fatigue or an upset stomach, he made an EXCELLENT broth.

[ulvsonn]

♔ @agarycus​ sent  :    ❝ where  do  we  go  from  here? . ❞   ↷  IMAGINE DRAGONS SENTENCE STARTERS.                                                                                                                         𝐀𝐂𝐂𝐄𝐏𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆  

           ❝ ANYWHERE DELILAH ISN’T, ❞ darrius mumbled, black eyes darting across the tournament fields in wary watch for the OFFENDING PARTY. perhaps it was childish to hide from the woman and BULLY his only sister into assisting with the fastening on his armor so that he didn’t have to RISK running into her, but -------  ❝ she called me an arrogant cow, can you believe that ? A COW. ❞ the girl was damn insufferable.  arrogant darrius was, indeed, and he had no qualms about admitting to this. but a cow? he was a bull, at the very least!

          ❝ i can’t believe SHE’S here but not nathaniel, ❞ after all, it was no fun winning every single competition presented before him and showing off if he couldn’t fluster nathaniel at the same time. didn’t help that their damn parents kept making JESTS about darrius and delilah making ‘such a good match.’ he knew they only did it because they couldn’t stand each other, and somehow that made it more irritating. which made the absence of nathaniel sting even more; half of the fun of toying with him was rubbing it in delilah’s face.

          with a pout he rested his chin on his palm, the leather of his glove worn and dirty, making the sweat on his face itch. the irritation he felt would see him through the rest of the day and it’s challenges. ❝ cows are delightful. ❞ and now he was just complaining for the sake of complaints.  ❝ goes to show how much she knows; who doesn’t love a cow? they’re delicious, surprisingly graceful ---- basically big dogs ----ow! damn, mairi, i asked you to TIGHTEN the pauldron not take my arm off! ❞  

[aleximedicusa]

@agarycus​ asked: “let me live, will you?” / from teddy!

“ i do not see how it is an unfair question, mr. bhadu! ” faintly exasperated, lewis let his glass of wine thunk down hard on the table between them so he could free up his hands to gesticulate as he spoke. “ if you believe me to be harsh, you will find the rest of the scientific community trebly so. i do believe in the validity of your research — i am only trying to warn you that you will need far better evidence before you present it publicly. ”

[crimewroughtarc]

𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚋𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚒𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚑𝚘𝚝. 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚕𝚍, 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚒𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚖.     @agarycus​.

𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄’𝐒 𝐍𝐎 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐀𝐋 𝐅𝐋𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐎 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒.  this is an observation she has been made time and time again in his company     ——–     because she doesn’t 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡𝐞 around him enough to let their conversations flow.  𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜𝚗’𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚕𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚞𝚜𝚞𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜.  she’s far too occupied by playing chess in her mind,  in the interludes between their speech     ;     her focus is on 𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭,  𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐚𝐜𝐤,  𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐯𝐞.  her brow furls at his words,  and indeed,  she feels her blood pulsate beneath taut skin,  running hot with some unwelcome concoction of 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲     ——–     she struggles to shake the image of it removed from her and smattered outside on a snowy morning.  𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚐𝚐𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎.

   𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐬𝐞𝐬,  she smiles.  taut and fake     ;     this is the only brand of a smile he has yet to see from her,  𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚊𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑.  brows hike high up her forehead as she stares at him,  𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐰𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲.  𝚜𝚑𝚎’𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚘𝚜𝚎𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎.     ❝     ——–     clearly you paid attention in biology.  maybe you should think about a different career path.     ❞