#dawnslaught

[qingxn]

@dawnslaught starter call

it was late, long past the time that the pair should both be asleep, though it seemed that only the bard thought anything of that. waking up alone with the other side of the bed cold, more than enough proof that diluc had abandoned him a while ago. there was only one place that he could really be, and his office was exactly where he was found.

"Diluc," venti whined as he walked to his side, "it's so late.. Come back to bed with me.."

[micsmasmuses]

@dawnslaught liked for a Volt starter.

Walking into the bar, he can’t help but take note of the decor as he leans on his cane. Eddie finally letting him explore as he the brunette finally gets his rest.

It’s obvious he’s not from around here, mainly by just his looks alone. Fontaine is where they both reside according to his vision. Coming up to the counter he kind of wishes he brought Eddie along, he’d like the way this place looks. Suits him well. But glancing up at the redhead behind the counter he can’t help but give a polite smile.

“Do you own this place?” He asks finally taking a seat at the stool. His voice low, sultry, as he looks him in the eyes.

[qingxna]

Venti's in jail and Diluc won't do anything to help smh

[holithotness]

@dawnslaught sent : " you look wonderful today , my dear ~ " diluc leans in for a kiss ~ // uwu ⸺ unprompted ⸺ hehe

"Oh?" Is the simple yet questioning response. Was he? He was in his simple priestly attire as usual. Nothing more nothing less. [it wasn't considered proper]

He reacts without thought. Holding a hand to block said kiss, yet a smile curves upon his lips ever so gently. "Rather improper behavior Master Diluc. Especially so close to service... However, I am free to visit this evening if you will allow me."

[inyvat]

"No Diluc you are not going to go with me to Snezhnaya. Dawn Winery needs you. I will be fine."

@dawnslaught

[fieldsofstardew]

“forgive my intrusion. have we met before?” // for elliott , hi 🥰

¸.☆.¸ strangers beneath the same sky starters.

dialogue starters for first time meetings in historical or fantasy settings.

¸.☆.¸ "Hm?" Elliott looks up from where he has been resting along the shoreline, a journal with only a few words written sitting in his lap and a pen tapping against its pages. He is lost in thought until the sound of sand crunching beneath one's feet draws his attention away from the ocean.

When he sees the other who asks if they had met each other, his gaze scans from head to toe, and then toe to head, wondering if, perhaps, they had indeed crossed paths at one time.

Try as he might, however, he does not recollect a time when they might have met long enough to remember one another. Though he does notice the distinctive shade of red hair that the other possesses.

A coy smile displays across his handsome face as he tilts his head to the side, his own long ginger locks fluttering in the ocean breeze.

"We wouldn't happen to be related, would we?" He asks. It is the only plausible assumption he can make, though it was a silly one. Family wasn't something he has considered in a long time, that the possibility is unlikely.

[qingxna]

Venti is in the hot springs pouting because his husband decided he needed to go talk to the chief about a potential partnership for dawn winery with the people of the springs.

[lunaeipomoeas]

@dawnslaught

Now where was he; his head was hurting worse than it ever had what lower being dragged him into a war thi-no..the air felt different was he not summoned by alaya or any master, well then not having to listen to any lesser beings or low grade masters was a win-win for him. The blonde took a second; and started laughing..

this was cruel; even by the holy grail's standards it was as if he had just been ejected from a system. "Well then i suppose i should find something worth my time." he caught a nostalgic scent, one he knew well; but this had a different aroma, wine? in the forest; odd place for a winery but..perhaps this backwater world was truly worth it..

The golden armored hero followed the scent till he reached what seemed to be the source. he could hardly read the language; "I suppose this truly isn't a grail war..i can understand people but the writing here. or perhaps this place isn't as backwater as i thought."