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Quantum Jumping is feeling like you’re on mushrooms even though you’re sober.

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“ if anyone sees one mona m.egistus making an error of any kind, i implore you to notify me immediately. this matter is of the greatest urgency.

#dash comm. ✧#astralreflections #he needs that shit memorised for future blackmail- i mean teasing purposes

Seething violet eyes practically bore a hole into the chart depicted before them. There’s an air of puzzlement to Keqing’s contemplative hum as she continues to examine every line and dip and symbol. On occasion, she’d glance up at her companion – reader of stars and teller of fate – as if prodding her for some input.

Ultimately, however, her pride preceded her. She’d figure out how to interpret ... whatever this is, even if it took her the remainder of the day.

“ ... Why are you staring at me like that? “

* @astralreflections is Scorpio-phobic .

#these bitches gay #astralreflections #* THREADS / astralreflections .#* THREADS / come on ; enough procrastinating .#* CANON VERSE / in her sovereign lane .

@astralreflections said: Her eyebrow rose, looking at the food between chopsticks as her eyes drifted towards what she would temporarily consider her enemy, despite the current food offering. "Ah.... so you're saying a shrimp rolled this." - HSJWHJSHDJS

“...” ???

Scaramouche stares on in silence with his mug in hand. What’s this astrologist staring at her shrimp rolls so intently for? It’s starting to creep him out a little. She can’t go on and attempt to accuse that he’s poisoned them since the cuisine wasn’t even touched by him but provided by the stall owner slash cook himself. “Is there something wrong with the shrimp rolls?” He inquires, not that he believes that to be the case. He can smell them from here and they smell absolutely divine, he would have partaken in a dish for himself if he wasn’t so full so he just settled for a mere drink. Has she never had Inazuman delicacies before perhaps? What a sad and pitiful existence should that be the case.

His query seems to invoke a reaction and response, she looks at him as if she’s confused. By what exactly, he’s uncertain and he’s not about to bother with asking. It’s just food. Shrimp rolls... has she never seen any before? Had some for herself? Her words render him silent, halting his movements since he was keen on taking a fair sip of his drink. What the fuck? The harbinger stares at her, silently questioning the logic behind that mere sentence alone. She can’t honestly be serious, she can’t be, what does she take him for? A clown? It almost makes him angry that she would take him for such a fool, but the rise of rage never snaps. Oh Archons... she’s being serious? Oh, this is gold if so.

“Yes a shrimp rolled that,” he lies and then takes a generous sip of his drink. He’s not going to let her live this down.

#astralreflections #[ᴍɪsᴄ]── ASKS.#[ɴᴏ. sɪx]── IC.#I HAT E THIS AWRAXAWRAXA

@astralreflections sent: Mona blinked t the sight of the harbinger, crossing arms over her chest with an amused expression. "While I'm not that much for senseless battles i know that you absolutely sear in rage when you see me for exposing your flaws to your face. It's amusing Childe. I'd like to see you try to kill me. You get one shot. Better make it count." - this is crack im sorry

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Childe mimics her position, crossing his own arms over his chest but with a scowl instead of a smirk. He hates it when she reads him like a book, when she lays him and his past out bare for anyone to see, and she’s hitting each irritating nail on their stupid little heads.

“If you insist.”

Summoning his bow at her invitation, he nocks an arrow and pulls the string back. Fingers tighten against the bow’s body and he swears he will snap the string if he doesn’t relax. So once he’s taken aim at the source of his troubles, he lets go of the string.

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