Mar 6, 2017
‘ mmm, let me think... absolutely not. ‘ // @fifthnamed
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‘ mmm, let me think... absolutely not. ‘ // @fifthnamed
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u just got saizowned
own me daddy
@fifthnamed || your tea is ready.
“ I take it that you’d sooner perish the thought of leaving these premises, even if I were to ask you nicely? ”
Nicely, he says, but this comes from the mouth of someone with a dagger at the ready. Of course, Jakob expects no mercy of leave—not by Hoshido’s first shadow. Which is where the dagger comes into play, should it need to. He breathes a sigh, knowing the futility in even trying to play ambassador here, yet still does he smile.
So long as this one keeps out of arm’s reach of Corrin, then there’s no problem to be had. Though, should he even dare try, then Jakob is not beyond taking that very arm from him. What a mess to clean up that would be... Maybe he’d get Felicia to help him? No, knowing her, she’d only make the mess larger. Thus giving him even more work afterwards.
THE NIGHT AIR -- it calms thoughts and skin both, chill drafts stealing unwanted heat and distress from her bones. it dusts away the clouds gathered inside her mind; focus returns, and alongside it, tranquility. it is here kagero finds peace, atop wooden shingles and aside a trusted companion. her trusted companion; he who has yet to prove her wrong, despite disagreement upon disagreement. a mutual trust exists yet, as do underlying confessions she has yet to come to terms with.
or does not want to, more like.
but even he seems distracted upon what -- to her -- is a utopian night. head turns a slight in his direction.
‘ do not hesitate to speak, saizo -- a clouded mind may assist no one. ‘ // @fifthnamed
she feels the warmth upon her cheek before she sees it; morning has come too quickly, despite the lengthy night the two had shared. loath to open her eyes, kagero settles for exploring her other senses in the meantime. her waist is loosely held in her companion’s grip, head tucked beneath now-exposed chin. she stirs, rubbing at her eye with a hand.
‘ mm... saizo? ‘ // @fifthnamed
aquafied answered your question: ( &. ) any ryomas out there owo ??
dont use owo and then say lookin 4 a lord to serve…. i cant with u
listen.................hank is a bad influence on me