Nov 20, 2017
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me : sorry , what was that ? i couldn't hear you over the sound of brady parading his best friend through town
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somebody : how do you even know brady and owain are such good friends ? there's no clear proof for that
me : sorry , what was that ? i couldn't hear you over the sound of brady parading his best friend through town
MY SLEEPING ARMY HAS BEEN ETERNALLY AWOKEN!!!!! *4,500 ladybugs ascend from the darkness*
In this very exact moment, with all 4,500 ladybugs buzzing and flying in the giant swarm straight out of the pits of Grima’s stomach, Lucina easily reaches a conclusion.
-----She’s seen it all.
❛ hiya , honey ! do you think you could help me out ? i’ve got a REAL dilemma on my hands ! ❜ with a grin , she plops herself down besides him , clutching a different-colored tree ornament in each hand. ❛ i can’t decide if we should go with a red or silver theme this year . or both ! but.... ❜ the smile falters slightly . ❛ …i don’t know if that’d be too much . ❜ / @fellegend
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MY BABY
❛ shhhh ! ‘lo , father ! as much as your presence charges the very essence of my undying soul , i must ask for immediate silence ! ❜ hushed whispers float across the room to greet him , and with a proud flick of the wrist , she points out her latest work to him - a meticulously drawn summoning circle . ❛ please , no distractions ! if i cannot call forth this DARK ENTITY of HIDDEN LORE , then how am i to battle it into the scintillating light of day ? ❜ / @fellegend
‘ and this… is the point where he goes COMPLETELY crazy. ‘
` pacific rim.
` ah, this must be the soliloquizing the others warned me about,’ suzaku muttered offhandedly, watching the dark mage jump around and wave his hands in grand gestures and fanciful words. he knew just as much about this particular retainer as he did of his other half -- which was to say, not much at all. whatever gossip whispered around the castle was the extent of his knowledge, true, but even then he would know better than to underestimate anyone’s capabilities by their outward demeanor.
still, suzaku frowned ever so slightly, admittedly thrown off guard by odin’s flamboyance, struggling to understand how this behavior was permitted in a country that he knew to be unforgiving and barren.
` i hope you aren’t talking about me,’ suzaku cleared his throat. ` i have a job for you.’
@fellegend ! ♡
‘ You'll need to stop writhing if you expect me to fix this. ’
It's just a flesh wound, he'll likely be admonished, nothing to fret over. And in truth, he isn't. Rather, Lord Leon's curious change of heart plagues him more than any scars begat from Hoshido's quaint little quasi-army. But it truly is disconcerting: one moment, they're chomping at the bit to puncture whatever puffed up pride Lady Kamui exhumes; the next, he's holding a staff to Odin's arm, wondering why they've been instructed to retreat --- or for that matter, why their pitiful lives were spared at all.
Of course, he's no stranger to the clemency of the royals: were it not for his liege's mercy, a cold shaft, utterly brimming with penal expectation, would have been quick to quell his miserable heart so many years ago. Perhaps benevolence ran in the family. Or perhaps this was something more sinister.
‘ And I don't suppose you just so happened to catch a glimpse of that peculiar piece Lord Leon rushed off with, did you? ’ The tell - tale crystal, whose oh - so - eldritch magic held some unspeakable truth, as it were. A frown graces his countenance; he can almost taste the betrayal waiting to seep through their fingertips. ‘ ------ I wouldn't dismiss the likelihood of our strange bedfellow's treachery just yet. They may well be plotting something against us. ’
fellegend
CURIOUS eyes are fixated upon the weapon that he holds so dearly. No fear, no hesitation —- merely pure wonder that spreads through her being. Perhaps he’s heading to a nearby convention ( odd, though. she hadn’t heard of any being held in the upcoming days ), but there’s no sense in holding back any questions as he’s sure to have witnessed peering eyes by this point.
❝Do you always walk around with a sword?❞