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[hcttrick]

SC - Freminet 🐧❄ - @tcnkujuu

The diver of Fontaine was swimming in the deep water but seemed to have miscalculated his sense of direction as it seems that he reached Inazuma, he popped his head out of the water just near the towering structure that was Tenshukaku: the domain of the Raiden Shogun.

He tilts his head before swimming over to a nearby shore, unaware if anyone was near as he kept to himself as he got out of the water.

Moving quickly.

[meropidas]

sat on the soft grass and enjoying the sunshine , sara's hand was intertwined with wriothesley's . and while the action made her cheeks red , his presence put her at relative ease , ( ah -- he was like a sweet treat then , that was the only thing she could think of ) .

despite her embarrassment , she found herself glancing at him . he looked so cute , just like a puppy . and maybe it was all the light novels that she picked up to figure out what to do , but suddenly she was spurred to move closer , and before she could register what she was even doing , her lips were already planted against his cheek .

oh , archons , she thought , please don't let him feel just how hot my face is .

" hm? "

the subtlty of the situation was forgone , he didn't mind being alone with her , it was in fact more welcomed than being around so many noisy , nosey individuals . the last thing he had ever wanted was rumors , especially gossip that traversed the winds across the oceans of Teyvat .

his capability to blush was tragically sold out , hardened by the time he did , she would not be awarded any physical feature changes . that isn't to say he did not react , however , the moment her lips left his skin , he would turn his face towards her . frozen circles gazed her over , trying to make sense of her sudden affection . . . but maybe this time , there needn't be a reason for it . this resolve was given to her in the shape of a very uncommon smile on his behalf , unable to disengage the fixed stare he was giving her . he would remain utterly speechless .

[heavenlyprinciples]

it is, perhaps, the closest thing to satisfaction ayaka has. but she keeps it close to her heart, head bowing in greeting to the shogun's trusted general. “ the kamisato clan sends their regards, ” she says. even so, her hand tighten her grip on her fan── before she relaxes &. blooms into the shirasagi himegimi with a soft smile. “ i didn't expect to find you out &. about, kujou-san. i'm glad that you're feeling better, after the skirmish at tenshukaku. ” ( 𓏲 ࣪ ₊♡ ´ ೃ ﹕ tcnkujuu. )

[epicleseopera]

@tcnkujuu || sc.

❝ danger surrounds us, but won't bring us down. ❞

[wishtwined]

"you can get what you want but it's never enough." // @tcnkujuu

[erabundus]

@tcnkujuu &&. said... " that's a big hat . " what a horrible attempt at socialization -- " can you see anything , boy ? it's already so cloudy . "

he  can't  help  but  make  A  FACE  —  one  that  is  thankfully  hidden  beneath  that ornate  hat.  boy,  she  calls  him.  as  though  he  isn't  centuries  older  than  he  appears.  a  despairingly  common  mistake  to  make,  and  one  the  wanderer  has  long  since  given  up  on  correcting,  if  only  because  the  effort  required  is  more  trouble  than  it's  worth.  (  can't  blurt  the  truth  of  what  he  really  is,  now  can  he?  )  not  a  day  goes  by  that  he  doesn't  quietly  CURSE  his  creator  for  not  making  him  taller.

unconsciously,  fingers  delicately  trace  the  edge  of  his  kasa.  ❝  it  would  be  a  poor  excuse  for  a  hat  if  i  COULDN'T.  ❞  the  wanderer  deadpans.  in  truth,  it  does  limit  his  field  of  vision  to  some  degree  —  yet  not  to  such  an  extent  that  he  would  consider  it  a  hindrance.  (  though  it  certainly  helps  that  it  takes  another  form  when  he's  in  the  midst  of  COMBAT.  )  he's  spent  so  many  years  cycling  through  a  myriad  of  similarly  large  headwear  that  he  feels  a  bit  strange  without  it  —  exposed,  like  a  seasoned  warrior  stripped  of  their  armor  and  blade.  though  it  also  helps  that  it  has  a  way  of  forcing  other  people  to  give  him  a  wide  berth,  lest  they  run  the  risk  of  getting  smacked  in  the  face.  he  won't  confirm  or  deny  doing  so  purposefully  to  enforce  his  PERSONAL  SPACE  on  occasion.  

head  tips  back.  perhaps  she  might  find  what  face  lies  beneath  the  hat  eerily  familiar.  perhaps  not.  in  any  case,  the  wanderer  is  far more  concerned  with  the  state  of  the  sky,  bright  eyes  drifting  to  the  horizon  —  where  those  aforementioned  CLOUDS  seem  to  be  growing  dark  and  angry.   ❝  looks  like  rain.  ❞  tongue  clicks.  ❝  ... i'd  expect  it's  about  to  prove  its  worth  very  soon.  ❞

[meropidas]

it had all started with her seeing a clockwork meka and saying something about how she could take it with her bare hands -- apparently wriothesley didn't believe her . all she could do was scoff .

she wasn't one to take things to heart , but perhaps after leading an army one becomes slightly sensitive when a declaration of their skill is met with skepticism . so when the two continued to traverse the landscapes of fontaine once more , at a point she stopped abruptly , her feet twirling as if she wasn't wearing those horrifically hard to wear getas , and she grabbed his arm , grip not letting up for just a second even though they were , well , acquaintances .

she wasn't sure about wriothesley , but for her the action lasted a mere second . her grabbing his arm , then hauling his entire body over hers in one swift motion as if he weighed nothing . and sara never gloated , no , but she needed to stifle a smug smile at the sight of him on the ground below her .

" you shouldn't gawk if your enemy flips you to the ground . " she lectured , hands on her hips . " didn't you know that you're giving them an opening ? " :>

- " wha - "

before he knew it , the tengu had hand around his arm , firmly grasped which all but surprised him in the moment . once he felt a surprising amount of power forcing his heavy boots to leave the ground , he felt the weightlessness of being thrown over her shoulder for what felt like several minutes . in reality , it took here mere seconds to catch him off guard and flatten his back against the ground with a soft ' oompf . '

he wasn't injured , save for his pride perhaps , but that feeling was quick to disappear once silver shades of sharp stare found her standing over him , now able to admire her from a new angle . . . admire ? what was he thinking ? his rendered speechlessness finally would end , raspy baritoned voice answering her , " well . . . I never usually keep my guard up when in the company of friends - but if you plan to surprise attack me like this , next time I won't hold back . "

[exoriiens]

' who do you think you are ? '

𝑴𝑶𝑹𝑩𝑰𝑫 ᶜᵘʳᶤᵒˢᶤᵗʸ

@tcnkujuu

"I'm not anyone in particular, really." Uri smiled, head tilting just slightly to the side.

Kuujou Sara. It was a name she had heard in passing after her arrival into Inazuma, and it seemed that there was a general respect for the woman.

Uri was only glad she had already moved on from her previous employer before arriving in Inazuma, lest she may get arrested on the spot by the other.

"I'm still a bit new to the area, and I've heard much about you already. It couldn't hurt to see what all the fuss is about, I guessed." She chuckled lightly.