#delicteflowr

[aethele]

“ hilda,  i am not trying to be rude,  but i have made you so much tea this month that i am almost out of my expensive leaves !  i mean it this time,  i cannot brew you another cup. ”

one-liner  /   @delicteflowr​

[sovereigndorado]

@delicteflowr​ said: “You’re always there for me.”  / .

   With a gloomy shadow over his usual bright green gaze, Claude watches how the bandit hits the ground after being struck by one of his arrows, piercing him right through the head. It’s never easy for him to kill somebody, it isn’t something he likes to do, something he willingly accepts, but if he can’t adapt to reality then there won’t be a place for him, for him and the dream he wants to make into a reality. He gave that bandit two warning shots and then an actual verbal warning. Stay away from her! He had screamed to them since their target wasn’t him, but Hilda who was weaponless at the time. The steel ax she’d been wielding breaking after her last encounter, and still the bandit refused to listen and now they’re dead. Claude doesn’t try to find means to justify the kill, but a part of him is glad that Hilda didn’t have to pay a price. He lowers the bow thoughtlessly, still immersed in the casualty until the shock of physical contact snaps him out of the trance. Hilda pats his shoulder, having made her way towards him, and her words of comfort are echoes of what they really are. But she’s here so it has to do, because no matter how much he tries to ignore it in a scale if it were Hilda and that bandit again Claude will always choose Hilda. Hilda’s not in danger anymore so he eases up some regardless of how shaken he feels.

  “Y-Yeah,” he tries to compose himself by closing his eyes and taking a deep breath. “Of course I got your back. Was there ever any doubt?” He smiles at her and places his bow on his back. He doesn’t want to get used to this, but that will more than likely not be his reality, not with how things are slowly progressing into. As head of his house he’ll have to work on this so that the morale isn’t affected. “I’m glad you’re unharmed, lets go look for teach. You need a new ax.”

[sovereigndorado]

@delicteflowr​ / x

   “Hilda!” Just the person he wanted to see, it’s great that he didn’t have to go out of his way to search for her. “Good morning Hilda!” He greets and waves at her. “The top of your head looks as lovely as ever. What ever do you use for such lovely hair? What’s your secret?” Uh-oh, sweet talk? This early in the holy morning? Something’s up, Claude’s brain is cooking something up and Hilda might be just the right person to help him execute it. “How’d you sleep?” One step at a time, one step at a time. This is Hilda after all, there’s no question in his mind that she’ll catch up eventually... he’s discovered that she’s much more keen than she leads on to be.

[fralduke]

❛   your aversion to actually doing any work is terrible, you know that right?  ❜  poor mannerisms aid him very little in these fields, where he and his supposed partner were expected to pluck weeds from the dirt. some poor bond - building exercise would only further prolong his training, and even more so if his partner did not contribute to their task.  /  @delicteflowr​​ !

[sovereigndorado]

@delicteflowr​ said:  “ in my own defense that was last week.” // .

   “Yes. Last week, the task I assigned specifically for you to do. It was expected to be done a week ago... by you.” What’s he going to do with her? It’s yet to be done so it’s safe for Claude to assume that she’s not found a victim to push this responsibility to. It isn’t frustration in the least, in fact... it makes him happy. Odd he knows, especially with how bad the times are right now when it comes to the war at hand and how absolutely sensitive the Alliance territory is... thanks to him. But, this is the Hilda he knows, the Hilda he met all those years ago, so it’s like a breath of fresh air to him that he can still have moments like these with his friends regardless of how dire the circumstances are around them. Hilda’s still there.

   “Come on Hilda! Hilda!” He tries to hype her spirits up. “I entrusted this responsibility to you because I trust you and because I know you’re someone who can accomplish such a feat!” It brings those genuine small smiles that do reach his eyes to be, reminding him that he can still smile in such a sincere manner. “I don’t know anybody else who can pull this off, so come on!”

[asakishi]

She gave his hair a flick. “ You know, this amount of hairspray makes you a walking fire hazard. I’d maybe look towards something else. You do use it to get your hair like this right? Or.. is it maaaaagic?”

     ❝…it’s like this naturally. Nothing magical about it.❞ A bemused look was thrown her way, lips set in a plain line as he reached forward behind her, flicking her own pink tresses in mild annoyance. ❝And is your hair like this because you rubbed pink frosting into it? Or is it magic? –See how ridiculous that line of question is now?❞

[avysso]

“ you think I’m so clumsy that I need someone to watch over me ? ”

❝ well, are you not? it seems like every other day i’m hearing elaborate tales about how you’ve twisted your ankle, hurt your head… or some other. and it’s not like you would lie about things like that, right? ❞ the question is posed with a single raised brow, the whispers of a smirk playing at his lips. he’s quick to brush off his words however – quite literally, with the waving of a hand before prattling on. ❝ ha, but don’t worry, i don’t doubt your skills. i’m just here to make sure the job gets done, that’s all. ❞

@delicteflowr / prompt.

[asakishi]

OH MY GOSH I HOPE IM NOT LATE BUT HAPPY BIRF DEAR FRIEND. 🎉🎉💜💗💛💚🧡💙💖💗💝💕 I HOPE IT WAS A GOOD ONE. YOURE AN ABSOLUTE BLESSING.

AHHN NOT AT ALL FRIEND! THAT’S SO MANY HEARTS! AND GOSH. WOW. I’M BLOWN AWAY. THANK YOU? THANK YOU! YOU’RE A DELIGHT! 💗💗💗!