#nightsquall

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fills half of the room with bottles of whiskey

"W- where did you even hide all of this shit before getting here!? You're seriously gonna have a miniture army of damn booze to hang out with!?"

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also sorta moves in for a while because why not tbh

".. ......."

Has this sad suspicion that his family would completely believe this guy being a distant uncle.

Well fuck.

[vaingloriousknight]

shakes butt

"Should be an official rule that anyone drunk should go straight home."

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"And here I thought you n' the shadows had a reunion I wasn't invited to." There was that natural street snark in his tone, even now he couldn't resist the small tug of a grin, it was a face remember ever with one chance encounter.

"Duty called?"

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✿ --  nightsquall

The praxis: 'twas that which clutched the abstemious she in waning quiescence, bespoke cadaverous ancillaries and enveloped the dame, cladded in obdurate damask scabbard. A vision nigh chimera perhaps to those informed, though 'twere not upon a likely so; fortuitous engagement with an audience along his likes became originator for salutation and concomitant vigilance. Preening of petals careened to cessation, impasse evoked by delicate flux atop stained lumber.

Alas, sage, settle thyself aloft--drink the feigned teratoid in, and lo! its baleful sheath shalt ebb. So it did.

Xanthippe she was not, multifarious sangfroid was fluently descried in the Cetran priestess. Obeisance paid, prelude to plausibly vain palabra uttered. Coruscating pelage illuminated what was decidedly a makeshift garden, stricken by incandescence filtered through an ersatz skylight and yet captivity beheld she immersed in fascination at the unbeknownst beast. A wolf, was it? 'Tis pity such entities scrawled reveries of a pseudo-SOLDIER and his first-class mate amid crevices within her; and such an ethereal sight, too. What had led it to this municipality, if it had been led at all? Nay, he could not have been a hybrid, native to Nanaki; a tail alight with capricious flame was not marked as present nor was a headdress implemented. Accost, did the brunette, and solicitation she then intoned.

❝Hullo,❞ pleasantry aside, she had to reprimand herself later for speaking so gallantly to an animal. ❝I haven't got any dog treats, or any treats in general, you know, so you're probably out of luck.❞ Forsaken--it seemed evident--she, like the church before her, had become; derelict of disconsolate ordnance, nonetheless. Eyne did not leave the steadfast company while descent marred her gait; a seat she claimed, juxtaposed near the carnal guest. ❝But any kinda gathering is well appreciated, I guess. This place doesn't see too many visitors, and far fewer customers.❞ Quittal was hard to come by in itself; her vocation was not that of looming existence, and thus overlooked by a vast majority of populated terrain, save when holiday arouse. ❝You can't talk, can you?❞ (Nanaki could; it make things a lot easier--or maybe it just made me feel less crazy for talking to a canine).

Obscurity cavorted, tainting a luminous fur with an alabaster crest embellishing piercing ocelli; rather she assumed the colophon was rightly that, and not that borne of a heightened vessel. Scar? Perchance, though it appeared not to be adorned, but evinced by a heavy coat. Study evaded the mind of she who kithed worth of the verdant, instead transected as nostalgic clouds thrust rain unto her; kin to a pup, he was not, though consanguineous of. The only dog ever unearthed by the cathedral was an ebon SOLDIER, detailed by an overturned chronicle besmirched by withering memory.

❝Maybe people don't stay away from here because its in ruins, but because of the lunatic who talks to plants and animals living inside of it.❞

[vaingloriousknight]

‘♪’, ‘Ω’ ;falls asleep in ask box. let's pretend they've known each other for forever

I’ll put my playlist on shuffle to tell you our song.

Dress by Abingdon Boys School

I’ll tell you what my character(s) thinks of yours.

To be honest, Seifer finds Yuki quite interesting, especially with the enigmatic vibes he carries about with him. Very rare for him  to encounter people who has such presence, it intrigues him and even has him thinking if the man will make quite the opponent if the situation calls for it. Or perhaps a worthy lackey? Though of course, this is only his ego speaking from him, but at the moment, doesn't find Yuki annoying or any of that sort. 

[vaingloriousknight]

ooc; HOPS ONTO THIS. WOW. SO WHERE TO BEGIN WITH YOU. Like I've already told you, I've been spying on you through Gray (I should follow you there actually I was too shy ezjfzieo) bECAUSE YOUR WRITING IS INCREDIBLE AND I CRY AT YOUR SEIFER'S PERFECTION eofjzo I'm so glad I followed you here, EVEN MORE when I know you're familiar with the series ;; /you are now going to be nicknamed precious gem ok/ and you're so nice and welcoming and vERY ENTERTAINING ON THE DASH and a+++ ok one of my fav rpers

[ Using this for reasons, heh~<3 But jdkj omg, seriously?? Abububuu, dear no need to spy! But then it's a good thing I made  a greeting post for you then! Though omg, it was only then did I realize what series your muse is from sjdlskdj. And omg SHHHH, no my writing and portrayal for Seifer, I personally still think I need to work on it. However, aren't you such a sweetie? //smooches your cheeks. AND YES, omg so FEW knows about CB which is saddening as it's such a great series with all these fantastic characters. JDSLKDJ You're a precious gem as well lovely~ Thank yoouuu omg, you deserve same praises as well and I look forward to more interactions with you dear!! <333 ]

[vaingloriousknight]

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ooc; BUT THERE IS A RELATIONSHIP YES GOOD B)

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