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@dawnmantle; 📚 for nancy drew.
❝ he'd seemed *certain he was safe. i guess he was wrong, ❞ the scene before them is picturesque in the way that pocket had pictured every single detective novel *ever written. the rain pitter-patters against pebbled pavement as they study the deceased person before them, ❝ though certainty is a *fine thing, it too often happens that those who are the most entirely certain are also the most entirely wrong. ❞
HAPPY HAPPY BIRTHDAY <3333
THAAAANKS :D
— @dawnmantle .
❛ did anyone see me fall? ❜
"yes." arms crossed, erenville inclines his head in the direction of their myriad of onlookers. some of their faces are awash with concern, but most look rather amused. seeing the vow of resolve take a spectacular tumble is not a sight everyone has the privilege of being privy to, after all.
he steps closer to offer her his hand. it should be unbecoming, that clumsiness. wuk lamat has done a great deal of maturing through her journey to the throne, but sometimes... sometimes, she simply cannot help herself. and though he is loath to admit it, erenville would rather hate to see her true personality vanish in favor of ruling tural.
besides, they still have koana.
as erenville helps wuk lamat to get back up, he mutters, "i've heard it makes you look... relatable." he averts his eyes. "people are fonder of you for it." he lets go of her hand. "at any rate, we have work to do. are you coming? preferably without stumbling over your own two feet this time."
the knight and the moth.
there's just something i need to ask you. so can we talk? beru for obi-wan :)
her unannounced arrival found him anxious, even curious as to why she would suddenly want to talk to him. ben made sure the distance between himself & the lars farm was never bridged, despite his own feelings or interests. owen made it clear to him how he felt, especially towards luke. ben cleared his throat, wiping his hands down before gesturing beru towards the nearest seat. ❛ this is unexpected, beru, i have to admit. ❜ he pauses, biting back the urge to ask about luke or the chances of finally meeting him. sitting opposite her, ben clasps his hands together before finding her gaze. ❛ what is it you need to ask? ❜
why the church of seiros willingly chose to employ him was an enigma. young , reckless mercenary. he was never supposed to interact with the students at the monestary , either , but ever do they linger nearer. intrigued. and who was he to disappoint? ' now , now. ' a finger wagging in another's direction , ' don't touch what's not yours , kid. ' / @dawnmantle , lysithea von ordelia !
@dawnmantle : ∗ 9o﹕ sender helps receiver patch up a wound .
his attention is fixed to the ground, right hand rests in his hair to hold it back. a wound just above his eyebrow, all the way to his temple, is being tended to by sophia. it's not the worst wound he's brought in yet, in terms of damage, but it's one that could have easily been avoided. a scraped knee here, a cut on a hand there. this one, however, is the result of an argument that ended with him shoved and foothold lost. a pane of glass lay shattered in the wake of it all and all things considered, it could have hit him so much worse. still, he doesn't enjoy this. being fussed over, being reprimanded, even if ever so gently. he taps his heels on the floor in impatience. ❛ why am i the only one getting in trouble, anyway ? ❜ he's good at bemoaning these things, after all, practice makes perfect. this only earns him a look. the look. stern disappointment and a sigh. he almost expects her to ask him what she shall do with him but it doesn't come. instead he's only given more silence as sophia reaches to the table to retrieve a cloth and a bowl of something . . . he assumes it's to clean the wound.
her second sigh prompts a response. ❛ it's not that bad. you can spare me the lecture. ❜ he knows exactly what would await him in one of her famous lectures. be more careful. you have to let things rest. his eyes roll at the prospect of listening to it again for the hundredth time. ❛ ow ! ❜ and immediately he eats his words when a damp tissue is padded against the cut. his teeth clench for a moment and he breathes in a hissed breath. as quick as the sting of cleaning arrived, it leaves again and in comes a dry cloth to dry off the rest of the blood. ❛ you act like i was about to bleed out. it's fine-ee. ❜ he drags out the last word in a sing-song tone, albeit a slightly annoyed tune. carlo's head lolls to the side away from her and he lets go of his hair.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY 🎉🎂🎈!!!!
THANK YOU!!
the thief's immediate response is to roll his eyes at nami's comment. maybe it's a bit rude to do that , especially to a beautiful lady . . . man , i do love a redhead. still , the relief the navigator may feel doesn't solve their current predicament at all , the two of them on a strange boat after having defeated what was left of it's crew , lost to the middle of the sea. flynn can barely remember what happened that lead them over here ━━ something about some drinks , stolen loot , a fight , waking up , more fighting & then . . . here they are. whatever it is that happened , the navigator is without a doubt to blame. no way he did anything to cause this whole trouble. he's too nice of a guy to ever be at fault for anything ! pfft , sure rider. even his own mind won't believe his bullshit today.
❝ after all that we've been through , you still can only think of yourself. ❞ pot calling kettle black. still , the thief moves to climb up the netting of the ship in hopes to get a better view of their surroundings. one turn left shows nothing but water. to the right ━━ more water. behind them ? water. ahead of them . . . he squints , surely that speck is land of some so ━━ oh , no. it's just a seagull . . . & more water. great. ❝ well , looks like we're lost with nowhere to go. ❞ flynn climbs back down & lands onto the deck in a heroic pose , arms perched onto his hips as he assumes a more leadership mindset. if they're going to get out of this alive , now they'll have to work together despite their differences. & by work together , obviously he means nami does whatever he says. that's reasonable , right ? ❝ unfurl the sails or whatever it is ship people say & do. ❞ has he mentioned this is his first time on a ship ? best if he doesn't. ❝ the world is only so big. it shouldn't take us too long before we hit land at some point , right ? ❞
˗ˏˋ ᵃᵗᵉˡⁱᵉʳ· dear nami ﹙ @dawnmantle ﹚ ﹕ project hail mary prompts. warmest regards , flynn rider.
