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[yunhuntress]

@dagdanwolf​ continued from: [x]

The appearance of her old friend had allowed Fang to fall to relax. The time that had gone by had left her highly busy in finishing her marks. Those that thought her insane had been proven right but she had also showed she was one not to be trifled with. Coin had been her prize along with some other things but her mind always drifted back to thinking on Shamir. Seeing her there before her, she couldn't help but smile.

"I do." A fine place to grab a good meal and drink. An establishment a friend now owned and one Fang intended to call upon as she brushed bangs from her face. A few new scars would be visible to the other. Three lines ran across Fang's right eye which was a new addition.

"I know a good friend who makes amazing food and has high standard for her drink. We can go there and enjoy ourselves for a while."

[archivedflammes]

@dagdanwolf​ from here

Leonie had thought the bag of coffee grounds would be a fitting gift, given Shamir’s taste for coffee, that and the fact that (far as Leonie was aware) Shamir wasn’t all to fond of sweet confections or large bouquets. The blend of ground beans and hazelnut seemed a fitting mixture of both bitter and sweet.

The huntress hadn’t expected the mercenary to offer a cup in return. In truth, Leonie had never tried coffee before, her choice of drink either being water, tea, or something with alcohol in it. But, this would be nice, yes, she wanted to get to know more about Shamir outside of what she learned from her superior on the practice range or the battlefield.

“Sure, I’d love a cup but... I’ve never had coffee before.” She scratched her mess of ginger hair, beginning to walk along with Shamir. “I’ve heard it’s bitter, but you can add sugar and milk to it, right?”

[thornvows]

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“ only the savage regard the endurance of pain as the measure of worth. ”

[4x0hxnxroll]

@dagdanwolf​ | Asked for a THING.

          “Jesus shit!” There was a HUGE ASS SPIDER crawling on the arm of her designer jacket --- Sure, she’d single-handedly saved all of her ‘friends’ from CANNIBALISTIC MONSTERS, but she still couldn’t STAND spiders. They were just so fucking gross! Carefully shrugging the jacket off narrow-shoulders, Emily tossed it at the nearest person. Pretty looking girl who LIKELY wouldn’t appreciate leather smacking her across the face & the disgusting arachnid landing in her hair. Emily didn’t care --- So long as it was FAR AWAY FROM HER!

[her0icmismatched]

@dagdanwolf​

“Oh, hey Shamir, you get lookout duty tonight too?”

[gingerhellion]

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Sylvi hadn’t meant to bump into Shamir, truth be told she wasn’t exactly sure how it was possible that she managed it, but here she was... on her ass after bumping into the female knight.

"Ah... not exactly how I wanted my day to end up.” Sylvi grumbled, sighing. 

“Sorry about that, wasn’t watching where I was going.” she added, forcing herself up as she spoke.

[oursongofhealing]

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     “Oh, Miss Shamir. Good morning. I heard just after we met that you were sent on a mission. I hope everything went well? It must have since you have returned safely, yes?” It was difficult to find time to speak with the professors of the academy without the conversations turning toward her studies. There was something about Shamir that put her at ease, even though she didn’t seem to be the talkative type.

[sabuleum]

“ —‘ey, Nevrand. Got a sec? ” the smith seeks her attention with an easy, casual tone; not for any particular closeness between them, but a mutual respect for not mincing words. In that same vein of candor, Emké produces a dirk from their hip, carefully holding it by the blade as the hilt is offered to the mercenary.

“ I’ve finished tempering this, but I’d appreciate a second opinion on how it handles. Suffice it to say, you’re the most reliable voice on daggers in the monastery, so,” the notion of here I am is expressed in a little shrug, and a slight flourish of the weapon at hand.

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