#tori01

[coldhaiplana]

𝐋𝐎𝐂𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 : troit, azgeda 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐃 : present 𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐆 : @vinndictivee​

𝐍𝐈𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐒𝐔𝐌𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈 𝐓𝐎 𝐎𝐍𝐄 of the tallest buildings in the aztrap for a reason.    she knew tori would come:    tori was yet another child that the ice queen successfully brought up to be loyal to her,   to azgeda,   and to nobody else.    now,   nia counted on that.   this would be a test of tori's loyalty,    something nia hopes is still there.    to some tori’s loyalty might seem obvious,    but what nia is going to ask of her...    she’ll see.    “ come, ”    nia calls out to the girl,    her tone not unkind or stern or unfriendly.   it simply...    is.     nia’s gaze is drawn to the many buildings that made up the city of troit and sprawl beneath them as she continues,    “ there is something we must discuss. ”

[hainofablaiz]

ＷＨＥＮ: six day ago ＷＨＥＲＥ: aztrap — troit, azgeda ＷＨＯ: @vinndictivee​

blaiz pulled the daggers out from where they had embedded themselves deeply in their target. ❝ nice,❞ he nodded, admiring the multiple perfect throws that had been taken. the prince made his way back to the marker where tori awaited and dropped the weapons at their feet. they made a pleasant sort of tinkling sound as the various metal materials clanged against one another. 

he looked over his shoulder, eyeing all the activity near the south entrance. he’d heard rumors just before heading out to the clearing that prisoners had been captured. not just any prisoners, skaikru prisoners. ❝ what do you thinks going on over there? ❞ he asked, feigning ignorance in hopes she’d have more. one of his favorite things about tori was how she always seemed to be linked into the comings and goings thanks to the direct pipeline she had to his mother. something he himself didn’t even truly have. the only things his mother ever shared with him were the things she felt he needed to know. never anything more. perhaps if the relationship he shared with his mother wasn’t quite so strained he actually be jealous of her, but there was little chance that would ever happen.

bending down he snapped up two daggers and offered one to his friend before hurling the remaining one at the target ahead of them. with a resounding thunk the blade sank into the wood. not quite where he wanted it to go, but it hit the target all the same. 

❝ i may have to go to podakru when my uncle returns.❞  for what, he didn’t yet know. he couldn’t help but begin to notice that his assignments were never given until the last possible moment and he’d been desperately trying to figure out why. ❝ if she says it’s okay, maybe you can tag along, ❞  blaiz suggested as he picked up another blade, twirling it around for a moment by the hilt.