#sudaegwail

[queenery-blog1]

DOUBLES DOWN ON ASKS with “You scared the shit out of me. I’m never going to stop hugging you.”

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       “ That is alright as long as you do not mind getting dirty. I am always covered in a light layer of dirt. “ She laughs, wrapping an arm around Faust. She is big and warm, hugging her is excellent.

[queenery-blog1]

❝ I’m paid to make men believe what they want to believe. ❞

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    “ Doesn’t sound like very fulfilling work. “ The rock is baffled by how that’s even a job. “ And it also sounds very easy. People are very predictable. “ She scoffs slightly. 

           “ Do you enjoy such work? Or is it just an easy pay? “

[infernosis]

@sudaegwail

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Furū found his arrival to the city gates of Cyanio rather uneventful, receiving nothing more than a passing glance and a curt nod from one of the more formidable looking guardsmen as he passed. Weaving through the throng of civilians and tourists alike, he eventually began to follow landmarks that would guide him to his destination, feeling an appreciation for the foreign culture that surrounded him. It was true that he had been to Cyanio before, many times in fact for various reasons, but that did nothing to detract from the charm the region so naturally exuded. Of the three empires, had his parents not been welcomed to Ciravus first, he suspected Belori would have been next. His light musings end as he approaches the building described within the letter neatly folded within his pocket.

Unlike in the past, what brought him to Cyanio this time around was far more personal. With the empires at relative peace, he felt it was nigh time to pursue matters relating to his homeworld. When he was young and spiteful he saw being whisked away to Arilia as nothing short of betrayal and cowardice. It took many years for him to come to grips with the fact that if he had gone back so inexperienced and ill-prepared, it would have been suicide. Not to mention it would have brought great dishonor to his clan and their sacrifices to protect him by sending him away.

Although time had changed his perspective, the guilt had never felt so strong. There was no excuse now, he had somehow managed to not only fight in a war for this foreign world, but somehow flourish in it, rising to a rank within an empire that was only preceded by the Emperor and Empress themselves. This venture to Cyanio was to finally meet with the esteemed alchemist and Cyanio representative that went by the name of Faust. Of all the attempts with previous individuals, Faust held the most promise and expertise that was needed to interchangeably transport them from this world and to his.

While he knew just about nothing of the man personally, bar the few appearances they both made within the courts over the last couple years, he climbed down many flights of stairs and along a hallway until he came to a reinforced door. As he took a breath in, he was struck by an array of scents reminiscent of the letter that confirmed he has arrived at the correct place. A hand rose to steadily rap against the door, the noise loud enough to be heard, yet hopefully not startling to any inside. While he trained his expression into something civil, the speedy pulse of his heart gave away his eagerness.

[melligine]

SUDAEGWAIL:

This was… unusual for Faust to say the least. He was much used to serving tea and the like to his superiors or guests or even hosts to his travels. Over the years, he had perfected this craft, with some mild degrees of success. (Maybe he likes his tea a little sweet, who’s to blame him?) It wasn’t completely impossible to suggest that his hosts could be gracious but he was so accustomed to entertaining that it threw him off from time to time.

“I don’t know– I always take my tea with a bit more alcohol in it.” He’s joking. This is what he does when he doesn’t know what to do. “I’m kidding of course. It’s quite excellent, Your Highness.”

Although Carmi always tried to be polite and considerate of others, he tended to find himself putting his nose into places where many would say it is not his job to. But he blamed it on his desire to make acquaintances; exchanging greetings was an easy enough task, and after focusing on his own kingdom for a year and then some, he wanted so badly to reach out to outside countries and create bonds. There was the hope that these relationships would help in bettering both his kingdom and the ones of his allies, that they may all pitch in together and keep the peace going. After all, impressions had an immense impact on some decisions.

This is why he had searched around and invited the representative of Cyanio to meet him in person and discuss… possibilities, unfortunately, but tangible possibilities nonetheless. He wasn’t sure if representatives were meant to meet with each other and he hadn’t thought far enough to ask one of his own, taking it into his own two hands. Likewise with when items for tea-making had been brought out–perhaps he jumped the gun to help Faust feel more comfortable around him, wanting to make a good impression. But Carmi would easily admit he did not brew his own tea that often, and may have thought ‘how hard can it be to make two cups of tea?’.

It appeared he was lucky this time, or Faust was only being nice so the king wouldn’t feel bad or insulted. However, he found himself cringing slightly at that form of address given. The last time anyone referred to him in that way was when he was a prince; wonderful area of his life though, so with a soft exhale he would let it slide. And besides, the little joke had earned him a laugh in return.

“Well, I’m glad! And I can fetch you any alcohol of your choosing if you’d like it.” The concept actually intrigued him, as he was usually open for new ideas. “But, uh–sudden change in topic, I’ve heard rumors that you can predict the future. Is it true?”

[frucitaion]

"I do hope to be of service-- Oh wait don't touch that." ( Cyanio's Kingdom Representative is here!! and hopefully everything is in order.)

I touch what I want. If it kills me oh well, bring on the sweet relief of death...Okay fine, I won’t touch it.  

Everyone please welcome Cryanio’s Kingdom Representative, Hae Yeon Woo.

MOCHI MOD