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[auco]

❝ pray and everything will be alright... what a lie! ❞

｛ ✧ : MINI STARTER. / @maddm

[dnangelic]

' i've always dreamed of meeting you , madam ... i could never properly imagine what sort of look you'd have on your face . ' // @maddm ❤

[caemthe]

@maddm said.º

NEW MEMO FROM THE MAGISTRATE'S OFFICE: “due to recent reports, we've decided to implement a new dress code in an attempt to boost morale amongst not only the midnight rangers, but the general population of solaris-3. therefore, all m.resonators will be required to show some skin moving forward, preferably within the torso area. jinzhou greatly appreciates your sacrifice!”

Did... did he read that right? Maybe the exhaustion was finally getting to him and he was hallucinating letters instead of just the ghost of the late general? Wishful thinking. No matter how many times he read the memo or tried to read between the lines in an attempt to find a hidden meaning he might've overlooked before, the message didn't change. The handwriting was clearly Jinhsi's and it was an official document. Even if double-checked, the document wasn't altered by a third party nor was it that time of the year in which many play pranks on one another, which meant...

Well, before anything else, he had questions. How did the entirety of Huanglong, no, Solaris-3, reach an agreement... and on this topic? Then... even if it's to boost morale, surely there has to be other ways. And, more importantly, no one was actually agreeing to this, right? For example... Huh? Dr. Luuk Herssen's disguise certainly showed some skin on the chest area. But surely Qiuyuan... actually, the wandering swordsman was even shirtless in his showcase. What about Captain Brant? Actually, why did he even bother making that question? Even Mortefi was following the new 'dress code' and Calcharo did when using their forte. At least, he had Xiangli Yao on his side... for the time being... Well...

"Understood, Madam Magistrate..." Could he at least show a bit more of his back rather than his chest? Did he need to go to Jué for the adjustments? This was going to be a long and mortifying day.

[caemthe]

@maddm said.º

❛ why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again? ❜ for jiyan! 🥹

Things weren't looking good for them. Even with the antidote, the rangers couldn't continue fighting under the retroact rain for a prolonged period of time. Eventually, their minds would succumb to the hallucinations, and they would become unable to differentiate friend from foe. But the TD attacks were relentless. An outbreak after the other, giving them no breaks and making them step back. Things haven't looked so bleak since the Battle Beneath the Crescent, but retreat was off the table now. But General Jiyan had a plan, one he had been discussing with the Madam Magistrate and have been developing with the Huaxu Academy, one he would've liked to work on for longer, but action needed to be taken now. Once the barrier was broken, he would face the Threnodian alone.

If he was unable to return or failed to fulfill his mission, then Director Taoqi and the captains stationed at Desorock Highland were prepared to take over and handle the crisis until the retroact rain ceased. He trusted City Hall's judgment regarding the-

'Why are you talking like we’ll never see each other again?'

"..."

General Jiyan paused, lips pressing into a thin line. Briefly, for less than a second, Jiyan wasn't the resolute general that leads men and women in the war against the Lament, but a young man who has seen too many battles and doesn't know if he'll make it back this time. To be seen, to feel this exposed, it wasn't something he was used to nor prepared for. He wasn't prepared for many things, but he had to be. But, the one thing he couldn't do was lie to large and pale eyes that wore a genuine worry for his wellbeing.

"I apologize, Madam Magistrate. That wasn't my intention." But he couldn't deny the implication behind his words either. He didn't plan on dying, he didn't want to die, but he couldn't make a promise he didn't know if he would be able to keep. Despite being appointed by Jué, Jiyan knew he didn't have the raw power of General Geshu Lin, so facing a Threnodian alone could have a... really high cost. But that wasn't relevant right now. Were the citizens safe? How long would Jinzhou's walls hold on if the fortresses at Desorock Highland and Central Plains fell? No, the rangers would ensure the people's safety and-

He met her eyes again and, this time, he had to close his own. Then, Jiyan took a deep breath and offered a genuine and gentle smile, one that held a silent pain but no regrets. "Jinhsi, thank you for placing your trust in me until now. I'm aware that the circumstances are far from ideal but, as your ally- friend, I hope that-" A bleeding ranger slammed the door open to inform him the current situation. The Overwatch base was under attack. There were many things he still wanted to say, many topics he would've liked to touch, but that will (hopefully) have to wait for another time. Again, he offered a genuine and apologetic gentle smile, and said: "Your trust, please place it on me one more time."

The connection was cut after that.

[strdstd]

“ i don’t believe any of it. how can one person manage to pull that off? ” for brant! ✧

Prompts for those with a Reputation ★ @maddm ★ Accepting

"Oh, I can assure you, it's the full and complete truth!" A confident grin was visible on his face, eyes lit with a proud glint. Of course, it hadn't been him and him alone who'd pulled off the maneuver which had navigated the ship out from the stormy seas. There were plenty of credit given to his beloved crew as well. Yet, had he added some... certain dramatics and flair to his recounting of this past voyage? Oh, most definitely. Still, it wouldn't be Brant if every story he told included one or two creative embellishments.

"The seas were ruthless that night, waves nearly sweeping all of us overboard with the sheer strength! Lighting splitting the sky with its flashes of light, thunder shaking the very ocean floor." And, there he went, right back into the enthusiastic storyteller, complete with all of the animated gesturing. "Survival seemed unlikely. Only for the captain to take a gamble on a dear crewman's observation. Thankfully, he made the right choice, sailing them all right out of the storm and into calmer waters once again."

[rosmatic]

night had fallen over the ragunna city, the music in the distance dying down, blue lantern echoes flapping their small wings as they patrolled the quiet streets.  the young fisalia would watch the lanterns as they floated slowly, tracking their movements as one in particular found itself lodged against the side of a building. 

adorable they were, the lantern echoes.  they wouldn't judge rosemary for her bloodline.  they even greeted her should their pathing move them closer to her shop.  the fisalia would find her thoughts drifting towards the lanterns, gaze locked to the left at that particular lantern that she almost missed a customer walking towards her.

(  at least, she hoped it was a customer  )

     ❛     oh.ᐟ.ᐟ   my  apologies.   welcome  to  rosemary's  apothecary , where  your  perfect  potion  awaits.     ❜ @maddm

[resonaet-a]

@maddm liked! / jinhsi & changli!

"You seem lost in thought," is what Changli opens with — her voice is light, teasing, like she's not concerned. Why should she be? Jinhsi is near - perfect —— she might simply be perfect, now, after her second Resonance and all that entails. The young woman is more than capable, and Changli knows by now that no scolding from her teacher would have the Magistrate slow her work in favor of more rest. Still ——

"—— It's uncommon to see you so distracted." Changli's head tilts in her palm as she gazes at the other. Her smile is, as ever, is easy and knowing. "Are you about to doze off?"

[inibicion]

𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐀 𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 as he took a seat beside her. For a while, neither of them spoke. Silence, but not an uncomfortable one. Just… peace. Jiyan drew in a quiet, deeper breath - like he was taking the moment into himself, letting it settle. The sun was just beginning to dip below the horizon, casting Jinzhou in hues of amber and gold. The kind of light that only came during that fleeting moment between day and night.

Jinzhou truly was beautiful in the evening glow. He didn’t often get the chance to slow down and admire it. Not like this.

"It has," he said at last, voice low but warm, his eyes turning to her. "Far too long. I should… come back more often."

There was a trace of something in his tone - not quite regret, but close. A quiet recognition of all the time lost to duty and distance. They were both busy, always. But moments like these reminded him of what mattered - what all the fighting was for.

Living. Slowing down just enough to see the world they were trying so hard to protect.

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