#oficetribes

[dxstine-prince-blog]

🎹 this looks good because corrin actually knows how to play piano

Love Dream what if he’s playing these for them

[maligknxght-blog]

Shivers [for oficetribes]

Camilla had known all of the servants that had been delegated to stay with her darling baby brother at the fortress. Namely, there was Gunter, Lilith, Jakob, Felicia, and Flora. She couldn’t let her precious sibling be cared for by just anyone, so she’d taken the time to know who was mothering them where she wasn’t. However, the Nohrian princess never let go of the nagging feeling that she had, that no one could, or deserved to, care for Corrin. No one but her.

However, much had passed since they left that fortress and gone through so much. The lavender haired noblewoman had heard of the twist at the Ice Tribe, where Corrin found that their loyal maid, Flora, had betrayed them in favor of protecting her rebelling tribe. However, his performance in battle, his refusal to slay even one of those opposing him... it had compelled both her and her father to trust him.

Even so... hearing of all this had brought the wickedest of thoughts to the princess’s head. “You weren’t fit to care for him after all.” she thought. “You betrayed him.” she thought. No mercy, as always, with how she considered the situation. Regardless, she wasn’t going to make a mess of things so openly... 

So, seeing the blue-haired maid there, mining for ore, Camilla sauntered over slowly, grinning as she caught the woman’s attention. “Why, isn’t it a fine day, Flora? Have you any luck finding anything of worth?” the royal lady inquired, lunging into a conversation without warning, leaving the icy woman with no chance for escape. It seemed a battle between two intimidating woman had begun...

[nohrfidelis]

The Pro & the Pest || Silas and Flora

It was midday when Silas found himself at a loss for what to do. As of late, things had been incredibly calm, which lead to Silas inevitably gaining free time that he had no idea what to do with. He could only practice sparring but so much before he had to stop and rest, and since he wasn’t an avid procrastinator, his chores were usually done with fairly quickly.

Which left the knight wandering around the castle in search of something to do. It was when he was meandering through yet another hallway that he caught something in his peripheral and backpedaled, casting an almost eager glance at the passerby. 

Ah. It was a maid he’d seen around only occasionally-- Flora, if he remembered correctly. She’d always seemed the capable sort, but perhaps... 

“Hello!” Silas called out, jogging up to the blue-haired maid with a wave and a sheepish smile. “Er, is there anything I could help you with?” It was only after he’d asked that the wave of intense embarrassment hit him. Why would she need his help? She was a maid --she was practically professionally more capable than him at everything!

[sapphiresovereign]

A Familiar Face || Flora & Chrom

For as many times as Chrom had encountered the Outrealms Gates, they never ceased to be a mystery to him. He had crossed time and space itself! Multiple times even. Dealing with such was quickly becoming the norm rather than fantasy, and yet again he would make the journey.

Long ago he had met Corrin and Felicia, not long before he met his trusted tactician in fact. So when he got word that a path to the mythical kingdoms themselves had opened, he wanted to make good on his promise to meet with Corrin again. Taking Eirika’s advice to try and forge alliances with these outside kingdoms.

It wasn’t long before he arrived at the other Lord’s castle door.

[sonofanohrian-blog]

In the Cold||Dwyer & Flora

@oficetribes

     If Dwyer had nothing to do, he’d be sleeping. To his pleasure, the Troubadour had nothing going on; no chores, no one injured, nothing. Not even attempting to stifle a yawn, he strolled out of the Mess Hall once the afternoon meal had been finished.

Taking a deep breath, he stretched. No one had been around, at least he thought so. He had a tendency to mutter to himself when alone. Today was no different.

“Lunch was pretty good. Could’ve been better, though.”

He didn’t feel the need to remind himself what was next on his agenda- a nap. Preferably sleeping in darker places, he set out for the nearest  place he deemed worthy of a suitable napping spot.

Once he found the spot, the Troubadour settled down in the corner. It didn’t take long for him to doze off. Little did he know, he wasn’t going to be a lone for so long.

[fortunaisms-blog]

@oficetribes

Percy couldn't say he knew precisely everyone in the army, much less those outside of his defined peer group consisting of fellow second generation individuals, but that didn't stop the blond from being at least a little bit curious. After all, these people were people to learn from in a way, and after a bit of time, he had picked up on a little bit of knowledge here and there of the near strangers roaming around the castle.

He had intentions to hunt down specifically one of the twin maids, and it was a stroke of luck that he managed to find Flora first. Noticing her carrying out her duties from afar, he psyched himself up first, taking in a deep breath before he just went ahead and approached her.

"Flora, right? Hey there!" he started. "Do you mind if I lend you a hand a bit with that? I got out of my laundry duty today, so I figured I'd rather be helping someone out than just doing nothing."