#battleraised

[daqqers]

                            THE DIM-LIT TAVERN PROVIDES  just enough privacy for the mage to slide into view, back arching itself against the counter.   she’s the embodiment of intention; gods knew how long she had wandered the wartorn streets of novigrad, practically begging for a good reason to leave the filth behind. that’s why she drops a bag of coins in front of him, as if she had to make it any more obvious she demanded his attention.

                                     ❛  —— give it to me.  ❜   room for patience, though the pungent smell of a hovering bartender reminds her just how much she needs this.     ❛  the flyer. give it to me.  ❜   a sense of urgency seeps through, poorly concealed as superiority.    ❛  i’m buying you out. i’m sure you can find a more decent ‘quest’ out there.  ❜  like slaying a dragon or whatever.

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[lysius-a]

                                            ❦.  sc.   //  @battleraised​

               ❛   HUMOR  ME ,  WILL  YOU  ?   ❜    he  smiled,  leaning  forward  with  his  chin  rested  on  a  propped  up  hand.   ❛   what  exactly  do  you  consider  to  be  a  monster ?   ❜

[runetongued-blog]

@battleraised

     ❝ I truly hope Valhalla exceeds your expectations. ❞ Ever since welcoming their long overdue guest, Bragi took it upon himself to check in with the soul whenever time made room for sentimentalities. ❝ I have news from Midgard for you, ❞ he starts, allowing for a potent pause to let the offer sink in, ❝ if you are interested, of course. ❞ 

[daqqers]

                           ❛  AMONGST THE WEAK THE STRONG WILL RISE,   bringing  our  blades  of justice.  ❜   amongst  the  weak  the  strong  will  rise,  bringing  our  blades  of  justice.  the  chant,  uttered upon weakened breath, resembled more the kinds of litanies as fay felt her insides go aflame — so much so that spine forced her up from the ground,   only to allow blood to be coughed up. as if the frustration of going after   witches wasn’t enough, the knowledge that they all escaped right before their eyes had her pride sink to the bottom of the ocean. cue the impromptu gesture of throwing him a dagger, her own norse one readily available for selfish means. if no help could be summoned, they’d have to turn to more desperate measures.

                                    ❛  —— do it.  ❜   this was it, there was no point in continuing; she was all out of remedies, and slowly but surely approaching death at the behest of a crippling spell ( at least the way she saw it ).   only  a  few years in, and the two had to start over yet again...  who  knew  defeat  could have such fatal repercussions.   ❛  NOW.  ❜   a command so ferocious, blood lodged itself in her throat as a result. please, i’ve had enough.

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[daqqers]

* ~ @battleraised​​ | Send 💋 for a kiss of the receiver’s choice

                        HE WAS WISE TO KEEP HER DISTRACTED,  fay’s  presence  otherwise  bound  to disappear. it  certainly  required  some  adjustments, this mock-version  of a 9 to 5 existence — except there was nothing remotely mundane about their newfound positions. 

                              ❛ i’m leaving —— i’m already late.  ❜   buttoning the silken blouse covering her, haste was made in order to make it to the academy by noon. sleeping in was fun and all, yet the luxury of sharing a bed with her fiancé every night triumphed any desire  to  spend  the  time  resting.   ❛  those kids won’t learn how to harvest shahmaran venom without me.  ❜   fronting a coy grin, she climbed into bed still occupied by a lounging caleb; risky, seeing as she ideally would join him again. composed as ever,    lips instead sought his in a much awaited kiss ( and oh was he still warm to the touch ).    ❛ .دوستت دارم  ❜   muttered breath to breath, nose brushing against his after sealing their goodbye.

[daqqers]

* ~ @battleraised​​ | [ swat ]  your muse swatting mine’s hand away

                         THE ERRAND WAS NECESSARY  in the way lungs needed air to function, or the way leaves needed sun to grow.  at  the  very  least,  that’s  how  she  had  justified  making kaleb wait outside while she hurried into the lair of a sidetrack relic shop. upon her return, however, reflexes were quick to prevent disaster from springing forth.

                               ❛  no —— bad witcher. that’s a POTION.  ❜   the flask escaped his grasp,  only to be tucked away in the safety of her satchel.  ❛  and unless you’re planning a rather raunchy evening, i doubt you need this level of endurance.  ❜   in  hindsight,  she should have stuffed his mouth with something before dropping by the vendor  ( but then again, he would have searched through her stuff to find something to quench the inevitable thirst anyway ).

[sonofshadow]

@battleraised | cont.

              ❝ So you DO see me! ❞ As if solving the case of the century, Thanatos appeared more than triumphant before brows furrowed deeply; ❝ What kind of divine steroids are you on, huh? And for the record — ghosts do exist. ❞ If not, his life would’ve been a lot easier to handle.