#medrauts

[imperterritus-moved-blog]

A surfboard is balanced against Mordred’s hip as she walks by, her steps light with excitement to reach the waters sooner. Verdant eyes are round with joy — a rare sight for the knight — before she catches a glimpse of the king, her father, and stops dead in her tracks. “Father! I — I’m just borrowing Prydwen! You’ll get it back!“

unprompted. | @medrauts

【 ♕ 】- Indeed, it was rather rare of her to be blessed by her child’s bright eyes and up-turned lips. With that familiar tool in hand, sea-foam irises would follow as Mordred made her way towards the calming blue waves that would crash against the land repeatedly. Though the King was silent, the Knight seemed to have spotted her and stopped in her tracks before exclaiming that she would be borrowing Prydwen - a property from her very own royal vault.

Though the treasure’s purpose was not for Mordred to use it as a surfboard, but more so as a ship or a shield - Artoria had decided to stay quiet on this matter. After all, her smile and joy was far more important than a mere object within her possession. Looking at the sky to admire how blue it was and to make sure that there were no signs of rain, the King would eventually shift her focus back to her.

“As long as you promise me to be safe out there — you may use Prydwen for as long as you wish.” 

Her tone was firm and yet sprinkled with hints of tenderness, her subtle grin would brush off any signs of harshness involved. Surely - it would be fine for one day, just one day where their worries could be washed away…into the oceans of the past. 

[sandcrowned]

" Please put that down! I cannot afford to have the edge of that blade ruined! " –– Inscription!

Ah... The Pharaoh immediately pulled away his armored hand from the sword he was examining. He was calm, but his sudden silence was bothersome to say the least. Murdus was not the type to say ‘please’ to him. In that regard, he easily acknowledged the importance of the blade, and without effort he respected that it cannot be sullied by any means. Not that he thought himself filthy, more so he could sympathize with that kind of behavior. He wouldn’t want anyone else touching his spouse, or his properties. 

“My apologies,” softly spoken by the Pharaoh-- the arrogant, self-absorbed and haughty man, genuinely admitted that he had made a mistake. “I could not contain myself. The blade is beautiful without a doubt, not that I had expected less from you. Your talents always appease my eyes and heart, O’Murdus of mine.”

[bcclko-a]

        Belle’s curiosity draws towards the scarlet wearing knight - or that was the first impression, judging the cover. Stood out different to everyone else. 

          The barrel of shotgun still steamed against the gunslinger’s shoulder. Withdrawing the pistol back into holster, her right hand is now free to be extended towards the stranger. ❝ ─ Hey. I had a rough time getting rid off all of these goons. Might as well get at least acquainted with me. Or what, did you know them? ❞ || @medrauts 

[bountifulwitcharchive]

medrauts

  ❝   !!!!!!!       ❞    Dragon Merlyn it would seem...

[ v good dragon fc if I may say so ]

  Fellow MHW fam or just fellow tasteful dragon fam? ))

[noircisaint]

9:26 PM

The halls of the building were getting more quiet as the time would pass with other servants retreating for the night, or at least keeping the noise down to be less of a disturbance. There was a particular trio of ladies that other plans for the night however. 

9:53 PM

The agreement was to meet at 10 and head out together, yet- Footsteps would interrupt her thoughts, and her sight was filled with the girls she was waiting for. 

“I was starting to think plans were canceled for the night, but you both arrived just on time. Shinjuku is waiting for us.”

noircisaint > @medrauts > wcddingday

[solebender-blog]

               // @medrauts

          “  i don’t think that’s such a good idea, i mean, i’m no  SABER  and there’s obviously no way for me to tell you what you can and can’t do, but something about it screams danger, you know?  ”

[fionasiroes]

@medrauts replied to your post: “Black Faction: organized, one leader (?), their only fault is they...”:

middle fingers out

[lovefelten]

☾, ☆, ❤, ✏

☾ : On a sleepless night, what would they be found doing?

Micah has had many sleepless nights (nightmares happen frequently), so it’s not uncommon of them to make some coffee and go into their grandfather’s study. They’ll read for hours, even past the breaking of sunlight, until they’re able to get themselves back to sleep. Sometimes, not even that works.

☆ : Would they ever wish upon a falling star? If so, what would they wish?

At this point in their life, no. Back when Micah was younger, they wished upon the stars (falling or not) many times. It became a bedtime ritual; dream and wish that they could escape and live a life where they were safe and had the power to do what they wished. Nowadays, they wonder if maybe that had led them to their life as a Mage, but that might be magical thinking. Might.

❤ : Describe a physical action that shows complete trust.

There’s a couple of things that one can note that you have their complete trust. One of them is eye contact. If Micah barely knows a person, they will not have direct eye-to-eye contact. They might seem like they’re giving their full attention, but they know how to make it look like that. If they trust you, they don’t mind having direct eye contact. 

Another thing is sleeping around the person they trust. Micah will stay up until others are dead asleep, even when tired, just so they know that they can rest in peace.

✏ : What are their creative outlets?

Pretty much anything: Micah is a mixed artist. They’ve done a variety of mediums and outlets, including fashion design, sketching, poetry and prose – you name it, they’ve probably done it once or twice.