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[allxgene]

@mcuntainbcrn cont.

As far as Wriothesley is concerned there shouldn't be any children in the Fortress after the traveler finished their sentence here. So why was there one hiding and looked scared to death.

But more important why did she have Maggie's scent?

Wriothesley quickly walked over to her, boots clanking on the metal. Aware his appearance scared children but he had to try. Kneeling down to not appear threatening, this close it was definitely Maggie's scent.

"Hey there sweetheart, you lost?" Giving a small smile, hiding his sharp teeth to not frighten her more.

[mmriesoftvat]

@mcuntainbcrn

Even though he likes to try and keep up with what the people in Mondstadt are doing, Venti can't always pay attention to everything around him. Which is why it's a surprise when he overhears Bennett talking about a mom one day. Hadn't the young adventurer lived with two dads previously? Venti hadn't been aware that Bennett even had a mother.

More driven by curiosity, Venti goes to investigate. He can't find anyone that matches said woman's description inside the city, but perhaps investigating outside city walls might help him better.

It takes surprisingly little time for him to find someone in the plains. Well, not her specifically, but he can tell when slimes and whopperflowers have befriended each other. The creatures are all sitting around in a large half circle, so Venti lowers himself, holding his lyre out.

"Hello friends," he says. "May I play a song?"

Alternatively, Venti could be completely wrong and there is no random person here making friends with the wildlife who apparently has adopted Bennett.

Plucking at the strings, Venti begins to sing about Vennessa, keeping an eye out for any movement.

[ever-winter]

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How long had it been since he'd been anywhere near Liyue...and how had he allowed for himself to be talked into this? Even now, he couldn't help but to glance around, half expecting for Lumine or that annoying flying thing to spot him, when he honestly wanted nothing to do with them. Not yet at least. And the main reason for wishing to avoid them, might be due to the girl by his side - as he wasn't quite ready to try and explain her presence to others. He shouldn't have to, maybe he was a bit protective? Either way, Nahida had suggested that they travel to Liyue for a rest, now that they'd both healed and were able to move around easily on their own now, but the city was so busy, many more people around than he'd been used to for the last few months, his hand automatically searching out for Maggie's. He was being darn ridiculous - but at least this way he wasn't likely to lose her in the crowds.

"Have you been to Liyue before?". He asked the question as he walked into the city finally, glancing around at the various stalls. It certainly was much busier than the last time he'd been here, though there was something warming about it all too - as though the city was welcoming you home, despite how far from such it would normally feel. Maybe he'd grown too used to the forest, as everything felt so open here - and that was with the crowds.

[irritableteadrinker]

;; I have no idea why this came to mind.....

I'm sorry @mcuntainbcrn

[whirlwiinded]

@mcuntainbcrn Asked:

“You needn’t fret so much - I assure you, I’ve entirely recovered.”

"Are you certain?" Venti stared, not entirely convinced. He couldn't sense any of the poison lingering, but despite that, his concern still shined bright as day.

And with that, guilt still remained within his heart, even after all the apologies.

"If it were to spread again... The smallest amount could fester from any heightened emotion."

[visionsofecho]

@mcuntainbcrn liked for a starter!

"The way you hide makes me wonder how it is that you judge people." And as a judge himself, Cyno knew all too well: the way one forms his opinions of others tells more about himself than them. That is why he strives to be just.

"Are you maybe the type who places looks above personality when looking at someone?"

[sylvctica]

@mcuntainbcrn replied to your post “@/narvvhal replied to your post “      Can roots...”:

“I leave you unsupervised for five minutes, and this is what I return to?”

      "I dunno what you're talking about, I'm here enjoying Fontaine"—they're not, but their distaste of the mentality here is a different conversation—"and indulging in the ongoing theatrics. Without breaking the law, of course." Fully, anyway ...

[adversaryss]

@mcuntainbcrn:

It seemed that what the harbinger had in mind would be something that would have remained purely an idea - to her at least; something intangible and nothing that would be anything that would manifest into reality - even though they had discussed it more than once, the idea of traveling together, meeting his family...it was nothing she ever dared dream of.

Far too audacious, too arrogant...

...yet, here she was, walking a gangplank with him, onto a boat with an armload of luggage she hadn't previously owned, filled with clothing that Aias had insisted were 'entirely necessary' and definitely nothing unneeded - not that she believed that completely if memory served her correctly in regards to their previous date nights and the lengths he had gone to.

His views on such things and hers definitely didn't always align.

"How much time were you given clearance for for your visitation?" it was a fair question after all - he was among the highest ranks within his organization; the potential of him being called away or summoned at random most assuredly existed.

As Aias oversees the loading of their luggage onto the boat that will take them back to his homeland, he briefly entertains the thought that he might have gone a little overboard with the souvenirs (and spoiling Magya.) Then he just as quickly perishes the thought. What else is all this Mora for if not lavishing his loved ones with all the delights Teyvat has to offer?

Nothing, absolutely nothing, and so he'll spend it however and wherever he pleases. His own personal bags are notably few in number- just the one, really, since he tends to keep changes of clothes wherever he's stationed. He likes to travel light.

"Oh, until Krsnik Noc at least," Aias reassures her. It's a valid concern, but unless the war for the New World were to happen tomorrow, he wouldn't miss this visit for anything. "I wouldn't drag you out all this way only to miss one of Snezhnaya's biggest festivals. It really is quite the sight to see..."

His tone trails off fondly, his dull eyes taking a faraway gaze as he falls into reminiscence, looking off towards the horizon. Then the shout of a nearby sailor jostles him back to awareness and he blinks quickly. "Ahem. But of course, we have to get there first. So then. All aboard!"