Hello! I'd like to put Djeeta from Granblue Fantasy on semi-hiatus. The date is 12/2
She'll be put on semi for you!
-- Mod Caelum
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Hello! I'd like to put Djeeta from Granblue Fantasy on semi-hiatus. The date is 12/2
She'll be put on semi for you!
-- Mod Caelum
@kisorashi
Rumors of a building which felt alive is what drew him. Sure, there could be something to be gained from a tour of a museum. But that could be an idea for another time. For now he wished to know if the building truly would lead him.
As he explores the grand halls of granite and opals, heels echoing upon the wooden floors, he eyes glance over the artwork. His expression never changes, disinterest persisting from start to finish. While not exactly boredom it was a feeling which might bring about a sigh if prolonged. Perhaps it was through the feeling of being directionless more than anything this building had to offer.
His mind wanders, itching for something to viciously capture his attention in the long-term, but it was still too soon.
However, the rumors were right in the end.
He stops his venture, gaze turning from a large canvas of the painted sky and landing upon a certain captain.
“Singularity.” It is spoken both almost as though it was an observation more than a greeting. His fingers twitch ever so slightly in reflex, an attempt to summon his blades to him but naturally none appear. Anger was not something he felt strongly or often, and now was no exception. No, it was a more systemic need to rid his sight of this one.
But with that not an option, he found himself forced to address it further. “You remain an insistent presence even here.”
Her stomach softly growled as she walked through the more commercial streets, particularly in the sense of food vendors. Her nose was bombarded with the most delectable smells. It only made her all the more aware that she had not partaken in any food since she had been taken to this world. She sighs as she silently berates herself for not resting at her assigned living space before wandering off. But, that was just the nature of a wandering witch it seems.
The smell of bread lured her feet into entering a small, quaint bakery. Elaina tries her best not to salivate over how tasty all the baked goods in the display case looked. Her hunger gets the better of her, so without a second thought, she's already picking out the pastry that she wanted. But, as soon as the cashier rings up the price and Elaina reaches for her coin pouch that isn't with her, she panics. "Oh no..." She mumbles, but then the price itself confuses her. "Dust? What is that? Not silver? Or even copper?"
@kisorashi liked for a starter
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Apollonia doesn’t care on eavesdroppers as she’s really used to this ever since that one day she was arrested by the Enforcers from the skydom. She only sighed because her armor was taken away which was merely the only thing she’d wear even if its cumbersome for her. There was a girl that shares the similar flair from Gran but she doesn’t recognize her. Like, legit not recognized for the Black Knight’s eye and memory.
Still unfamiliar territory to her on Spirale, maybe she’d try to ask a few questions of where was she currently.
“Excuse me, do you know what is this place?” She’s definitely not from others than Archimedes Ward but an unknown place for her. Could it be one of the main wards or she went too far away from her ward.
❝ It’s been a criminally long time since I owned a dress that shade of blue. ❞ SHE swoops in as if she’d only just twirled away from her dance partner, materializing out of nearly thin air next to the young woman. In truth, she’d just polished off her latest in a bottomless amount of desserts ( but why should she worry about that ? so long as she kept finding partners, she would doubtless burn them off ).
❝ I bet it billows out perfectly when you dance, especially if you dip or twirl. I’d love to see it for myself. ❞
@kisorashi : latesummer night’s soiree.
Hello! I'd like to take Djeeta from Granblue Fantasy off of hiatus, please! Today is 7/22
Welcome back!
-- Mod Caelum
requesting a hiatus for Djeeta of Granblue Fantasy, the date is 7/23. Thank you!
Your hiatus will be noted!
-- mod altair.
Captain, you are always full of ideas, Yggdrasil trills admiringly as she gives plush-Vyrn’s tail a squeeze. It is adequately stuffed. This is quite high fidelity, but...
Yggdrasil manipulates its paws to hold a plush apple, securing its grip with needle and thread. He could use a treat! she chimes, hooking a thread through its paw pads to join with the apple. Her progress is slow, but neat, having never sewn before today.
She pulls the stitches tighter, hiding the seam— but as though protesting the pain, plush-Vyrn jerks under her hand, apple-paw swinging at her. Taken completely by surprise, the apple bounces harmlessly off her face.
A beat passes, then: It loosened, Yggdrasil softly disparages, and goes to re-secure the stitches, heedless of the suddenly animated plush now struggling under her hand— she grasps it tighter— and other now-animated entities of the doll parlor.
— @kisorashi ❀