Apr 9, 2019
for now i'll be dropping semiramis (assassin) from fate! she was housed in townhouse 209!
Dropped for you!
--Mod Lyra
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for now i'll be dropping semiramis (assassin) from fate! she was housed in townhouse 209!
Dropped for you!
--Mod Lyra
Instantly enthralled and captured by her apparent refinement and outward beauty, an inaudible sound passes his lips once he catches sight of her seated at a table on her own, located at the back of the establishment. Despite this attraction and desire to approach her, he hesitates for a moment or two; alongside that allure of hers, she exudes a rather dangerous aura that he quickly picks up on, which causes him reevaluate drawing closer to her. “What to do...” With his head titling side to side in a back and forth motion, he finally concludes on advancing ( albeit with caution ) with the justification that she could be knowledgeable about facts concerning this island—something that would be beneficial to someone like him, seeing as how he had just arrived here.
Once he’s directly across from her, his hand gracefully props up over the top railing of the chair that had currently been empty. “Is this seat taken?”
tovanity !
tovanity replied to your post: Breathless. Izou had woken from the strange...
ah we really are soulmates
SJT SHUT UPPPPP WOMANNNN
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There it was. The sound he’d been waiting for half the day.
The open slap of the door.
No matter what mood she was in, Izou would at least attempt to greet her with hands shoved into the pockets of his apron like a thug ready to stare down. A thug with the best smile he could muster after he’d toiled over in agony that really difficult chocolate cake roll recipe. Hopefully the taste of it looked better than the presentation. Anyway, how did that one saying go again...
"W-Welcome home! Y’want dinner? A bath? Or maybe... maybe what you want is lil’ ❤︎ ol’ ❤︎ me?”
❛ if you are so clever that you know everything, why did you call me ? ❜
HE would’ve laughed, if this weren’t so close to when the heart gave out.
He would’ve choked, if he weren’t so used to thick the air could get and how heavy death was on the lungs.
A Servant’s life was so fleeting, wasn’t it? Bodies made up a perfect arch of magical energy that eventually bled out for a single purpose. Not too different from how he’d been in life, really. Just a short-lived existence caught up in a tide of red.
Izou tilted against his blade, expression devoid of the usual anger. His lips formed a thin line.
“Clever?” It wasn’t like that. No charming smile, no violet eyes. Just the truth. “Y’know why. To finish the job.”
💋 kiss my hand and hope it's not poisoned
Send 💋 to catch my muse under the mistletoe!
“Eh?”
Her again... but she’s looking smugger than last time... and expectant--
Oh. Now he sees the mistletoe hanging up above. Oh.
“Y-ya really... take this stuff that seriously...?”
His eyes quickly dart for a solution; a safe space, an escape, anything. No dice.
Which means, of course, Fudou fumbles for her hand, bent over at the waist in a bow while he sets a peck on the back.
He’ll remember to breathe in a minute. Promise.
i'm going to wield you
m’am i don’t think you can wield anything with those spikes on your hands please reconsider
tovanity replied to your post: good thing i’m a good christian lad and do NOT...
that’ll change
this is very ominous and i don’t like it, ma’am!