Feb 9, 2020
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“Okaerinasai, Senpai.”
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@factaerrata
“Okaerinasai, Senpai.”
factaerrata replied to your post: When you’re baby and know it and probably...
Galatine’s pretty sane actually. Just really sleepy.
He stands corrected. Galatine should join him in a blanket fort he just made... ... ...somehow. He has pudding.
@factaerrata replied to your post: Romeo had learned a new song and upon seeing Nix...
“I only learn new songs just so I can serenade you and enrich your day with love and beauty. And a good mood is when I can make such a lovely lady smile.”
“You learn new songs just to sing them to me..? That’s very kind of you!”
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Romeo couldn't help piping up, "Something the matter, Saber?"
【♛】—— ❝ N...No, I suppose I was merely observing something but it feels strange. ❞ A King stares intently at ungloved hands, resting one of her palms against the other. It seems the King of Knights is focused on the emptiness of her hand.
@factaerrata // sc.
And there she was.
Every aspect of her image had been burned into The Phantom’s mind, and it is a memory he relished. Her hair, her eyes, her voice... it was all so very familiar. His Angel, right here before his eyes. His Songstress who he had stolen away and who still... still... his thoughts became less coherent and he let a few notes of a wordless, joyful song ring out. She was back before him! His beloved--
“Christine...!” Gloved hands reached out, and though they did not reach out to touch his Songstress in any way, the idea that he could was more than thrilling enough. She was here, she was here, she was--he was here.
The pure, unbridled happiness that had shone on his face vanished in an instant, and surprise and anger quickly replaced it. His gaze had moved from Christine to the doll, and then slowly he looked back up.
“... Why do you carry a replica of him?”
factaerrata replied to your post: it’s bad decision hours gang and my brain has...
My Elenos (Helen) and Oisin muses are vibrating but for two different reasons.
faces that evoke very different reactions, as is right
factaerrata replied to your post: Insert Hippolyta trying to gingerly open a package...
Elenos: Gently and delicately opens the bag for her.
WHAT SORCERY--
⧗ She looked young. The King of Orkney was never one to publicly show emotion, and the first meeting with his Master was certainly not the place or time. In addition to his reserved personality, he knew better. She might surprise him.
He took a deep and resolute breath through his nose, raising his chin and speaking in a dignified manner with his cold green eyes upon her, one hand on his hip and the other resting casually on the hilt of his sword on his belt, “You are my Master...? I am your Servant, King Lot of Orkney --- Summoned under the Saber class. I am here to serve you.”
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