#thyjester

[swirldmg]

@thyjester replied to your post “he missed pierro's return on dash ? that's a...”:

we can fix that.

don't you have an ice - hearted wretch of an archon to grovel to or something ?

[ccaptain]

"" come here , son . ""

huh. suspicious. when pierro calls him that, it makes him want to pursue another route just so kaeya can avoid him.

regardless of this, he's curious.

his approach to pierro, however, is akin to someone carefully approaching an undetonated landmine.

his mouth is firmly filled with chess pieces.

[predvestnik]

@thyjester

[diiluvies]

@thyjester: "" i must say that i am quite surprised by your willingness in trading with the knave . . . why , if i may ask ? ""

vishap hues narrow ever so slightly at the straight to business talk the other had. of course, it was always business with him, nothing else. times do change people, and it seemed neuvillette had to adapt to the past changing as well before him. a sigh leaves him as he straightens up, there were reasons, both personal and logical, but knowing what to give the other was a challenge in of itself.

grabbing the goblet, he looks inside to see how much water he had left for a conversation like this, one answer will not satisfy the fatui - it never does - but seeing it was filled to a satisfied amount for now, the iudex turns his attention back to the director.

"because i do not need it. it is a useless trinket to me, now worthless due to the archon throne being gone for good. as sovereign, i need no use for a trophy from celestia, so getting rid of it was my next best idea." he explains, eyebrow raised in curiosity to see his response, if he had one to such a bold statement.

[hiisfire]

pierro will just look at him as he grabs his coffee , not at all surprised by the other's always belonging presence . besides , what is there left to be said ?

..guess kinji always being around, soon become a normalcy to the other harbingers. the red demon's little nook, a hall far away from any other commotion, every so often a soldier will try to stop by for a tease but, at the same; expected, each one is chased out. you are not one of the chosen ones... he will do anything; to get on their good side, their favorite side.. is it for the harbingers or, for childe's climb? it's a good thing to figure out, perhaps. ANYWAYS - curious, to see. will he love the flavor? pierro has always seemed like a pretty bland character... minus, his position.. "it's brown sugar, not too powerful and just a little oat milk.." red tells him the ingredients and flavor that he made, for the cup, for pierro to try and fall in love with a comfort made by a warming kitsune..

[tavwrote]

"" dottore , the reports . "" the man simply says , barging into the other's office without much of a thought , ignoring anything else as looks at the scientist . "" i must look into them , now . ""

what manner of brute simply charges in without so much as a knock? dottore turns to face the jester as he so rudely severs his focus, eyes narrowed even though he knows pierro can't see it. he's likely come to expect it from him anyway.

" was there just no time for you to learn manners before your homeland was eradicated or are you choosing to barge about like a barbarian for fun? " times like these are when he's most thankful for the mask he wears. makes it easy to roll his eyes in peace. the doctor spins in his chair to tune his focus back in to the important matter, i.e., the bluprints sprawled all about his desk. a hand is then waved behind him in the general direction of the tables on the opposite end of the room. disorganized in the eyes of others, but he doesn't seem to think so seeing as he chooses to keep it that way.

" they're over there somewhere. " silence falls as he returns to his work, but it doesn't last long. " no, actually, don't touch anything. let me find it. who knows how much of a mess you would make... " he sets his pens aside and shoos pierro back a bit to rummage through the files himself, grumbling all the while. the quicker he finds those papers and and hands them over, the quicker pierro can leave him alone.

[swirldmg]

@thyjester said :

"" how funny . . . that your presence , and lack of , can bring such unpleasant feelings . . . "" a small curl of his lips can be seen on the corner uncovered , looking ahead of him at the nation of freedom , more specifically , the city of . "" how grand of you , barbatos - such an accomplishment is not easy to obtain . i am sure decarabian would be proud . ""

          " the god of storms predates you by two thousand years ,  yes ? "   the old one ,  anyway ,  a title barbatos has thus far refused to claim as his own .  yet the discomfort he feels still shows in his tone ,  his furrowed brows ,  despite his efforts to remain composed ;  a comparison that leaves him sick to his stomach ,  an ache in its empty chest .

          venti follows the jesters gaze to look upon the city ,  the breeze whipping his hair around his face .  it mirrors his slight distress ,  harsher than before .  what a pain it is to have the weather bend at your emotions ,  but it comes hand in hand with being an element incarnate .

          " you should know better than to speak of things you have such limited knowledge on .  many gods pull forth unpleasant feelings ;  it comes with the title ,  as do many mortals who make a name for themselves ...  the decarabian would roll in his metaphorical grave for what i've let mondstadt become ,  you know .  a city that isn't micro-managed to the finest detail by a king ,  and without the constant presence of a god .  he suffocated his people and was deluded enough to believe it was love .  i am not like him , and he would not be proud . "

[abysshearted]

@thyjester: "why would i waste said mora on that?????"

"because you want to blend in? i don't know, your brain is as unhinged as your style choice."