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[ofspvrta]

would you get ice cream with me?

θ::|| @ofthemyscira

Kassandra doesn't even answer before she's already off the couch. All she had to hear was ice cream and she would be interested. But ice cream with the woman she loves sounds all the more sweeter. It is something she had developed over the centuries of walking this earth: a sweet tooth. Baked treats, cakes, confectioneries, candies, she wants it all. Very rarely had she met a sweet treat she didn't like.

In a moment, she's beside Diana, looping her arm around the Amazon's. "Are we chasing down one of those music trucks, or are we going to a shop?" Either sounded like fun. Though she has to admit, there is a certain charm around the ice cream trucks and their little songs as they slowly drive through neighborhoods.

[redridcr]

"I got you something." Emily just announces... and she swears it's just a gift. There's no real reason for it. It's not even wrapped or in a box, but it is a dagger. The Kaldwin family crest on the hilt. / for liselotte (of course)

@ofvoidx bc Lissy needs ladylove

Liselotte has never witnessed war ( nor does she welcome it ) but she is knowledgeable enough since her own husband has experienced the battlefield. His collection of swords and steel sparkle on the walls, speaking his sincere and intense devotion to his country.

( but something he could never have for her - - - )

Liselotte turns and is hit with the reality of her empress and the family crest promising protection and prosperity. The princess lets the weight of the dagger ( and situation ) rest in her palms, stormy blue eyes picking up their gaze.

" Your majesty, " she starts s l o w l y.

" I don't understand these

affections. "

[warmaiidens]

[ @ofvoidx ] THE PAUSE AFTER THOSE WORDS ... is honestly so long and dramatic. emily's hood is covering half her face, but brown eyes were just flicking around in confusion. emily spent the beginning portion of this templar vs. brotherhood war trying to fix things, but she had to spend the few last weeks just protecting herself. emily doesn't move from the beginning of a stance readying herself to fight. but ... she does clear her throat. A NOD OF HER HEAD.

" — i would love to explain my side of the story. "

Everything she had found about the chaos in the London brotherhood didn't add up. It was too convenient, to suddenly find traitors in their midst. She wanted to get down to the truth, the real truth, and not want the brotherhood to seem to believe it was. Evie didn't take down her guard, but she did want to talk with Emily. She needed to know everything, every angle, every view.

"That's why I'm here," Evie said, as she slowly lifted her hand up, revealing no weapons in her palms before she stood up completely. "I don't know what happened, but everything that i have accumulated doesn't add up," She pulled her hood back, letting it fall back to reveal her aquamarine eyes, looking toward the other assassin. "So, let's call a truce for now, and tell me what really happened,"

[ofspvrta]

" have i told you lately that i love you? " diana is just so matter-of-fact sometimes. it wasn't meant to be humorous, it was meant to be truthful. standing there with one wound that had been bleeding -- on her arm, above the gauntlet. it's dried now. A GIANT ALIEN ... THING WAS NOT WHAT SHE EXPECTING IN THE DAY . sorry for the lack of invite.

θ::|| @torntruth | diana

"About 7 hours ago, in fact." Kassandra says with a light laugh, "but I'll gladly hear it again." But then her eyes immediately dart to the dark crimsony brown stain on her arm. Blood, long-since dried. Brows knit in what could be mistaken for concern, but it's Diana, it would take more than a gash to take her down. Kassandra simply folds her arms over her chest. "You weren't going to invite me?"

[ofspvrta]

K.assandra mod - A.ssassin's C.reed V.alhalla photodump.

[ofspvrta]

there are some strangers that are strangers to saga , but not to the story saga is in the middle of it. the taller stranger doesn't quite the fit the depictive northwesterner look. it's the casual way saga just walks in front of the stranger to her personally and just gives the most casual and little wave. "hi. have you met mayor setter yet?"

θ::|| @torntruth | saga anderson

Oh, she knows she sticks out like a sore thumb. Even dressed in the traditional garb of a Pacific North Westerner, plaid flannel, a well-worn pair of jeans tucked into some sturdy boots, a warm beanie with her braid spilling out from under it. If only she wasn't standing a head and a half over most of the other women in the small town and speaking with a thick accent that many of the locals were unable to identify. The woman who addressed her now seemed much more forthcoming with the mysterious stranger than other folks had been. Then again, something about this small town had seemed strange to her, and it's not because she could sense an artifact lying deeper in the woods just outside the town limits.

Quirking a brow, Kassandra looked up from the paper she was reading as she sat alone in a booth near the jukebox in the Oh Deer Diner. "Is it customary for visitors to meet the mayor? That seems a bit much."

[ofspvrta]

Grazing a hand over their thigh, applying slow, deliberate pressure. / this but kristen's doing it under a table to kass.

μ::|| meme: 𝐅𝐋𝐈𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐂𝐈𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒. | accepting [ Ξ ]

θ::|| @torntruth | kristen

It should have been obvious that they wouldn't have made it through the night without continuing the quick fling in the hotel room in some capacity. By miracle, they made it through appetizers, but the glances they were throwing each other's way had spoken volumes. They weren't done with each other. The wine didn't help, and by the time the main courses arrived and Kassandra was enjoying her rack of lamb, she felt it, slow and light at first. A hand along her thigh, grazing along the fine fabric of her suit pants.

Golden eyes glance up to see the hint of green underneath those glasses of hers. A knowing look, the kind that says I know what you're doing. But not one that is protesting any of it.

But that pressure builds and she's losing focus on the succulent shank in front of her. She looks down at her meat again, trying to focus on cutting her next bite when she feels a little squeeze. "You're lucky our table isn't in the center of this restaurant." She utters, moving her other leg forward to rub her foot along the other woman's calf. "You're going to make the trip back to the hotel absolutely excruciating you know." Her tone is low as she takes a bite of the steak, making direct eye contact with her now. "You just want to watch me squirm in anticipation, don't you?"

[ofspvrta]

It's been at least two new year's together. Probably almost 3 years of Evie/Kass and Roxana/Kass following right behind. Here's to as many more as possible. Every single thing we've written together, every single ship and every single world we've constructed has been bountiful and beautiful. You are honestly my best fucking friend, and you've been my shoulder to lean on for a hot minute. I always and endlessly wish nothing but the best for you and your husband. <3

Hold on hold on hold on. I need to lie down and cry right now. I've said it before and I'll say it again, I was nervous about coming back to the RPC because I got burned really bad by someone in the past and it put me into a spiral of deep depression and you were the reason I stayed upon my return. I'm so glad you were recommended to me because not only did I get an amazing partner to build worlds and lore and canon with, but I got a best friend! And even better, we got to meet this past year and that was so much fun. You always have my shoulder to lean on and I'm so glad you're in my life. And hubby is glad too, because he's seen how happy our friendship has made me. I love you lots, friend. <3 Happy New Year!