#eclipsedcrowned

[qingxna]

[ TXT ] : what do you mean you're at the hospital?? Karin to her Boss

[txt: Karin]: Which part did you not understand?

[txt: Karin]: I am currently located at the hospital but will be returning shortly.

[decreedfate-a]

Sweet smelling smoke, elemental symbols drawn in chalk, and in the midst of it, a silver blade for the taking. On the other side of the array, a noblewoman, velvet clad, curls askew. Rotating towards Akriel, Bella inhales. “…Do Homunculi have souls, or merely life-force? Is there a difference?”

"Think of it this way: a soul is described as the immaterial essence of a human being, a mortal, like yourself." They squinted at the array of colour and symbols littered from the fraction of view they had from their monitors. Frankly, it seemed like a bit of an overkill, but Akriel appreciated the effort. Most were just praying for rhetorical questions. But this felt different. More urgent.

Akriel takes a breath, gold eyes shimmering. “So, an artificial being, not created by G-d Himself, wouldn't have a soul, since what you're essentially creating is just a body. The Soul is unique. It's already there at conception. Now, you could argue that Homunculi could have a life force, but in my studies, I haven't come across such a being.” A pause. “What's the knife for?”

[qingxna]

”Oh, yeah, that was Princess Alyssa — Mother’s aunt. She’s the boys great-grandmother, the twin’s grandmother...” He murmurs under his breath, something about their half-brother’s grandmother — great grandmother? Whatever. Yet he looks down at Katsa instead of the portrait, cocking his head. “What is it? I never took you for the art type.” Yet here his lady wife is, staring deep into — “Oh! Yeah. I guess your eyes are similar,” he laughs fondly.

She had never paid much attention to the paintings on the walls before. Perhaps she should learn the names and faces of her husband's family line, but aside from Raffin, she didn't put much into the importance of family. Only now, seeing Laerion with his siblings and their children, his parents, how they all interacted with one another-- maybe there is something to say about these bonds.

It was only now, staring up at this portrait, this woman of her mother-in-law's line that she stops. Long faced, large ears, a lopsided smile, dirty blonde hair, and one violet and one green eye. Princess Alyssa, an aunt and multitude of other familial titles.

Mouth opened to form a response only to be stopped by another sentence and laugh. Katsa looks away from the portrait to offer him a faint smile, tilting her head curiously. "What was her Grace?"

[cupcakesmuses]

@eclipsecrowned LIKED for a starter, for Mystery

"I'm sorry... You just-- You look like someone I know. Knew." Perrin corrected himself, the door of the apothecary slowly swinging shut behind him. The ring of a little bell indicating he had even entered pulled him out of his shock and he looked away, pretending to be interested in something on some shelf. He had felt tears fall before he even knew they were burning in his eyes. It was a feeling he was greatly used to.

"I was hoping you had something in the way of health potions?" He called, not venturing further into the shop just yet. He moved to push jet black hair from his face, using his thumb to wipe at his tears, then the back of his hand, hopefully in a manner that wouldn't give away what he was really doing. But his slight of hand was never very good.

Tieflings were not so rare an occurrence on his adventures, but this shop owner's resemblance to Ris was startling. An age that Ris never reached, because of Perrin. That was what cut him to the core so deeply as soon as he laid eyes on the other.