#engxlhaft

[nebromancer-blog]

–>  @draconiantepes —> @engxlhaft

Under normal circumstances, Shishigou  sought areas where the dead rested. He never expected, walking down the sidewalk, to feel that bristle of his circuits opening for that extra energy.  He slowed his steps to an eventual halt, as if the cement  were a floor of bones, and there were unrest bodies beneath.

 Deep in the city and no cemetery around, the concentration worried him.  The necromancer thrust his hands into his pockets.  A giggle chimed behind him and Kairi, instantly perturbed by the sound, turned around.  Up the road, in the middle of the street and unbothered by the rain, a bloodstained knight  danced with an innocent looking girl. Kairi inched out from under the streetlight and stayed put to observe.

[itsapirateswaifforme-blog]

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nonsexual acts of intimacy - select from the following for my muse to respond.||not accepting ♤:Taking a bath together

      — Drake dipped the bowl beneath the surface. Water rushed in with a satisfying noise. There was a touch of a smile on her lip, almost sad, but proud–like an artist who’s best piece would never see a gallery.  

But! So long as it was admired by that one important person, she didn’t mind clearing the canvas to start anew.  Giggles bubbled  from the little girl  holding a mirror, but quickly turned into a playful whine when, in the reflection, she saw Drake lift the bowl  by her head.  Manaka couldn’t keep that soapy mohawk Drake made of her hair forever. 

❝Aaawwwh. Wait! I want to show Papa.❞ Manaka  pleaded in jest, lowering the mirror to face her. Drake raised her other hand, holding it over the child’s brow to shield her eyes. Her touch was light and non-threatening for the ‘enemy’ servants that Papa always warned her about. And – If the Rider was really that bad, they wouldn’t be in the bath together.  Still, she closed her eyes in trust when the water poured, sighing wistfully. ❝ I bet  he would have laughed and smiled real big. You should meet him. He’s supposed to be back soon.❞  ❝ Meet him? Oh no, child, I haven’t anything nice to wear and I’d rather wear something nice than nothing at all, haha!  No boys allowed in the bathroom while we’re here anyway.. Ah,I’m sure as much as any man would love seeing me in their home, its rather late.❞ Drake repeated the process of filling the bowl and pouring as she spoke. When she was done, she pressed her palm on Manaka’s forehead and slicked that fine hair back with a bit of a laugh. The girl was pouting at her.❝ I want to show you to Papa too! ❞ Manaka replied earnestly. She clasped both hands together around the handle of the mirror, determined. She had a plan!!  ❝He’s dealt with a lot of mean and ugly people.  I bet you’d look fine in anything we find! You’re pretty, Rider.  He’d smile. ❞ Drake was met with her own reflection. It took her by mild surprise. One confident in her appearance, the scar hardly bothered her at all. But… when was the last she looked at herself? or saw herself so pleased with company?  Strange. The pirate gently pushed the mirror away and opted to lean forward. bumping her nose against Manaka’s temple.  The girl giggled at this ‘kiss’.❝ No, no. If you really want to make your papa smile,❞  the pirate whispered. ❝ We’ll show him how cute you can be.❞ At a teeny gasp, she sat back, laughing.❝ To make up for my transgression, I’ll make something better of your hair! And more! I’ll put little braids in it, flowers and jewels! Clean  and fluff your dress!  Purchase a new one  just for the occasion! The shops are  down the road, it’s never too late for that! Ah, even a little crown to sit upon your head!  So when your Papa gets home he’ll find his darling princess  and his heart will bloom with pride. You’ll see the biggest smile on his face ,my dear.  The biggest smile! ❞ She raised her arms and held them out wide for a moment, then her hands snaked to pinch at Manaka’s cheeks.  How cute she was, looking wide eyed and dazzled.❝So you see, I will have to steal that another time.❞   

[nokaydo-blog]

looks at in fascination o u o)

Presence concealment complete.

     “...Is there anything I can help you with?”

[itsapirateswaifforme-blog]

@engxlhaft

       -- The final moments of the day, just before dusk, were strangely quiet. Perhaps it was  moreakin to a ‘social quiet’. It was time to go home, time to make the final preperations for  the evening and course of tomorrow. The rush of people leaving their humdrum jobs was  long gone, and even people out walking thinned considerably.  It would be a couple hours  before the night beckoned them back.  Rider observed passerby over edges of crinkled newspaper. Unlike humans, a servant’s  work is never done. Absently, she turned the page and crossed her legs with a curious hum. There were many presences in the park today, but she was still here alone on the bench. How droll,she thought-- she looked great with her hat and jeans. Having a Master in fashion had its upsides There was a tap on her shoulder.         --- A presence. Rider lifted her chin, turning her whole body around and folding the paper up in one quick movement. Her mood lifted immediately at the sight of the young girl before her. Rider beamed.  Unable to help it, she reached to put her hand on Manaka’s head and gave her hair a ruffle.

[venatrixarcum]

Continued from here with @engxlhaft

Play. Play was a word used by children...though this time. It was underlined with a somewhat more sinister meaning. This girl, Master no less, was willing to fight her no matter their difference in strength.

At least she had spirit. In time the Servant spoke up, Archer keeping her tone as light as possible. She did not want to have the other assume she was endearing the tiny one. For their actions commended respect.

“From thy stature I wager none have taken such a saying seriously. For when does one ever consider a mere child a threat?” Something like a chuckle ebbed out from between the surrounding canopy. It’s owner truly hidden, she knew without a doubt children could be dangerous. “Threat not, young Master...for I wish thee no harm today.”