#staellerum

[captivemuses]

sender kisses receiver's fingertips. ( to navia from wrio~ )

VARYING KISSES PROMPT

Navia didn't think too hard when Wriothesley took her hand, but it was feeling his lips along her knuckles first that really brought her attention to that specific point of contact where his lips were gently pressing to her skin finger by finger.

Seeing him open up bit by bit as the previous misconceptions that had previously kept her from getting to know the man down in the depths of the Fortress had gotten further and further away, she had truly come to really come to enjoy his company. Shyness had started giving way to security and it was no longer her first initiating affection between them, evidenced by Wriothesley turning her hand slightly and kissing her fingertips individually as well.

After he finished with the pinky she was able to let her hand cup the Duke's cheek and smile a little to herself as her bare thumb felt the traces of stubble coming through since it was close to the end of the day, thinking back to their conversation earlier that week.

"I still say that it feels nice, so I'll enjoy it for the moment before I have to leave."

[ilcapitanc]

      "" then fight we shall not . "" the captain agreed with the woman , now an alliance within the groups each represent : he had heard of the things the spina di rosula had helped the fatui on , and likewise . there could be surprise found underneath his mask , but then again , who was able to see underneath it ?

   "" the knave has had the courtesy of explaining in detail all of what you have helped with . . . and on behalf of the fatui , i must show our gratitude . "" even more when he was meant to stay on fontaine for the time being as he recuperated .

   a little pause , and a little hum leaves his person just as he thinks on how to proceed . it is soon he continues , however . "" therefore , today i am here in arlecchino's place . what is it you need for my men to do ? ""

|| @staellerum sent ! . . . ‘ no point in fighting. ’ ( from navia~ )

[lunacerva]

      it was still very much surreal : to have the goddess that she worshipped for her all her life before her . kuutar . . . to be able to hear her talk , breathe even . it is something that , with her knowledge , lauma never imagined .

   the other's words don't seem to do much to the woman , however . though , before long , the moonchanter is blinking and nodding . "" right . . . "" she isn't a stranger to scars , and to have another one meant little to her . the old ones marked up on the skin of her hands and lower arms showed so ( sometimes , she can hear the people of the scions and even animals talk about them , worrying about her : while it comforted her to know they cared , it still upset her to know that her actions had upset them right back . even if she did so for no other reason than helping others ) .

   "" thank you . "" it just so happened to be one of the times that lauma went to check on the other , bring her some fresh food as well ; a cut on her finger being made as she set down the basket she brought with her .

|| @staellerum sent ! . . . the wound will heal but you'll have a scar. ( from columbina~ )

[gravenlight]

@staellerum : don't be scared, i won’t hurt you . ( from columbina ✨)

      silver liquid blood oozed from a wound on his dominant arm — uncommon a sight as it was. flins rarely caught himself with an injury, & whenever it did he allowed his magic to stitch it back together. this time, however, abyssal corruption seeped into the open wound. not too much as to cause genuine alarm, but enough that it prompted the lightkeeper to cease his reluctance for aid. columbina's words finally reached him & he sat down on a nearby rock — polearm dissipating & lantern secured to his belt. flins then offered his right arm . . . so she wished to lend a hand.

" you would have to forgive me, miss. it is not often that i find myself like this. "

[sombracat]

      a little pout is given at the man , just as the magician's assistant crosses her arms over her chest . "" i was aware of that already . "" of course , when lyney finally lets her go get herself a slice of her favorite cake from her favorite place . . . it's long gone . ear twitches , before lynette is back to her neutral state .

   there's nothing she can do about it , now . "" . . . any particular reason why you're not in the fortress , duke ? "" she isn't good at conversation , but she would feel bad to leave it with just her previous comment . might as well toughen it up for a little , and not fall out of any good graces she might have with the other ( though , considering their previous interactions all the way before the prophecy happened . . . she isn't sure if there is any ? ) .

|| @staellerum sent ! . . . ❝ guess you’ll have to chalk it up to bad luck. ❞ ( from wrio~ )

[captivemuses]

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"Well he's already well aware I've imagined him doing a number of things with those hands of his. That can be up to him to figure out exactly which number of things."