Proelium [Sci-Fi] Fighting Game

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Proelium [Sci-Fi] Fighting Game
" what we don’t know is usually what gets us killed , " @proelium says .
eyebrows knit together , an amalgam of confusion , concern , and even hint of consternation , " so grim . " youth and relative distance from recent tragedies in make for a callous reply . " how can you be so when we're surrounded by such beauty , my liege ? " she continues , arms spread wide , acknowledging the verdant castle around them both .
" it was a lovely evening , was it not ? " posture impeccable as they sip herbal tea , calming in both taste and gesture . " highgarden has no shortage of beauty to view , sketch , or paint . but there are only so many ways to describe a beautiful thing in words . i may have need to look toward the mundane or the monstrous to find inspiration the longer we stay here . " part of bronte wishes their stay in the reach ( anywhere away from driftmark for that matter ) , had ended with the ball . but alas , here they remain . at least she has @wcrfcres @steelfyre @proelium for company .
@proelium said "just another reminder of how trapped i am."
"My liege?" Myranda closed the book she had been reading, concern written across her features as clearly as the words on the page. She was no stranger to feeling trap, a rabbit in a snare, the wire growing ever tighter with her struggles, and to hear one speak so plainly of the feeling was... Gratifying. At least she was not alone, in this place. "Did you wish to talk about it? I find a burden shared is a burden halved, and I did just send for a pot of tea." She gave a slight smile, enough that she hoped the sincerity of words rang true. While there was likely little she could do to help, she could listen, and sometimes that is enough.
“ do you feel uncomfortable ? ” facade so well constructed that even he was uncertain at times , yet he felt as though if he was in same scenario , would find it excruciating . same vicinity as prince and new wife , life that many thought would be promised to her ripped away from not just one , but two . betrayal of family hard but a burden to bear of royal family to keep alliances held close — his own family's a blur since the attacks . “ or am i projecting upon you ? ” what thalina may not say andros would interpret but strong as sister was , he would not believe she felt nothing .
closed starter : @proelium
CLOSED STARTER ✦ calla rowan ( @proelium )
filial daughter , perfect noble lady . the youngest daughter of house marbrand made sure she is ever flawless in the eyes of court . pristine , perfect visage to be envied , matched , or surpassed . like every other lady . ❝ have you danced with anyone that made your heart flutter yet , calla ? ❞ desires and dreams built upon what is expected of her , to marry well , to be be in love with the idea of love itself . she survived holding on to such beliefs , until the glass shattered and she is made to face the ugly realities on the other side . ❝ that is what they expect from all of this , is it not ? ❞
CLOSED STARTER ✦ tyrek hightower ( @proelium )
❝ now , now , lord hightower , don't act like a stranger . ❞ words mere foliage to the teasing , a grin tugging at his lips . strides languid and head canted as he conquered the distance between them , spilling cup in tow . intoxication apparent , but closer companions would know it is but an act frequently employed to ward off unwanted observers. for in plain sight , the interaction can be dismissed to be wine - addled and nothing more . ❝ how have you been , tyrek ? ❞
it may be frivolous , to contemplate the food . but to do so offers reprieve from other , heavier thoughts occupying bronte's mind . and they had decided , long before the evening began , to do whatever it takes , to keep cracks from beginning to show . " they're almost too beautiful to eat , " they muse aloud to @cursebrcken @proelium @awhispcr , releasing thumb from between teeth , gesturing toward tarts with a rose of apple slices atop them .