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ᴀɴ ᴇᴍᴘɪʀᴇ ᴏғ ᴄᴏʀᴘsᴇs — selective & mutual only canon divergent & high chaos emily kaldwin of dishonored as written by myles (21+). minors and personals do not interact.
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German dagger.
remembering how much i love this game..
LANCE.
💸 ║ ❛ ————— Well, he does get where her thought is coming from but people saying they don’t care about their clothes are HYPOCRITES. It defines personalities and standards, exquisite pieces like Prada jackets or Versace shirts shouldn’t be wasted on someone who doesn’t know how to APPRECIATE them. But maybe that’s just Lance. It’s her thing, whatever. But the mention of the people cleaning up for her got him curious. He himself knows that if you take someone out, the EVIDENCE of your action needs to disappear as quick as possible. Having people do that for you seems easy, yet not as effective. Well, at least when it comes to his job. Then again, he doesn’t butcher people like Emily seems to do. There’s the difference, his kills are clean and rarely make much of a mess.
❝ Yeah, okay. I get that. I mean, as long as you got people you can TRUST enough to clean up your mess. Which also means you just lazy. ❞ he shrugs, being well aware that calling her LAZY for it is a bold statement. ❝ I just think if you let the wrong people clean up for you, your fun could end sooner than you think. Could make you look pretty dumb. No shade but you know what I’m saying, right ? ❞
"Tʀᴜsᴛ ᴍᴇ, I know exactly who I'm calling for things such as this."
He might be older than her (if only just so, she is still living her best under-thirty life), but she has been around murder and intrigues of another scale all her life. Sure, she doesn't imply he had an easy upbringing, and it might have been closer to hers than many others, but she has been trained to kill ever since she was ten. Earlier, too, just not in the sense of dirtying her hands: she simply prefers that method.
"I have an empire to rule over and to make sure it keeps running. I don't usually have the time to deal with any mess that remains, barely enough to state my points. If your little playground allows for that, that's good for you! I simply have more important things to attend to."
If he wants to throw shade, fine. Two can play. She's not too worried about his temper; not even enough to look directly at him as she speaks, knife produced from her pockets as well as an apple to take apart with it. Has she used the very same one to gut a man for selling secrets earlier this week? She genuinely doesn't remember. It's not like there's any specs of blood on it, so it doesn't matter all that much, really.
Slice popped into her mouth, then she offers him a smile that's somewhere between genuine and pitying.
JEREMY.
They’re friends.
As close to a friend Jeremy can get, anyhow. But she’s no Rick. When she talks too much and refuses to get to the point, it’s irritating. Not somewhat. It is. Still, Emily can fill the silence when he’s staring off into the window, immobilized with the decanter in his hand.
Laugh now. And he does, in a voice alien to himself.
Two glasses, enough whiskey for the both of them. Jeremy gives himself extra, hands off the other to Emily.
He’s supposed to reply now.
“I’m glad someone had fun during the meeting.”
It comes out harsher than he means to. Jeremy doesn’t care.
Sʜᴇ ᴋɴᴏᴡs sʜᴇ's irritating at best. It's her defining quality; when almost nobody is in a position to say no to you, you start stretching what you can get away with. More and more. She found there is barely anything that will actually make someone walk away from her, or tell her to stop. Sometimes they are just scared she's going to cut off their resources, sometimes they are scared she's going to gauge their eyes out. In fairness, both options are pretty likely. Sometimes equally so.
Her nails tap against the glass lightly as she takes it, clicking against. Another unnerving little habit; she started doing that sitting back in business talks when her mother was still in charge. The sweet princess of the Isles, just making sure everyone remembered she was there, and she would inherit.
"Ohhhh. You're not having a fun trip. How long has it been, mh?"
PYRR’S FRIEND.:
UNSURPRISINGLY THIS isn’t a first… at least in some regards. He’s used to getting all kinds of stares or questions - the latter ones coming mostly from children or anyone that dares going a little further and wants to know, well, why the fuck there’s a punk walking around town with an owl perched on his shoulder like it’s normal. So it’s not like the woman’s question surprises him or anything; her tone surely does, though. A question that sounds too little like one and more similar to an order. He looks at her for a long second, trying to decode any hidden intentions, but there seem to be none. Just a stranger that’s too curios not to say a word.
“’t’s Pyrr.” Looking back at the owl, Sy slightly shrugs with the shoulder she’s sitting on to catch her attention. “Wanna say hi, girl?” Maybe the deep chirp that follows is an actual answer, or maybe not; however, the way she spreads her wings for a few seconds and stares right into the woman’s eyes feels a little too smart to be accidental.
Bʀɪɢʜᴛ ᴇʏᴇs ʟᴏᴄᴋ with the animal's, only to make a display of a slow blink; unthreatening. Sure, she could care about the punk on who's shoulder her new best friend rests, but frankly: she doesn't. People are people. There's so many variations maybe, but most of them dislike her for what she is, and she has long since stopped trying to make them like her. As a child it might have been desirable; now she doesn't see why she should adjust for anyone that will hate her anyway.
(And, with one quick glance over, she is certain that there would be clashes simply for her financial status, way before they would get to her personality, and she doesn't care much for it.)
"You're blessed." Again, not a question. To be chosen as a friend by something as smart as her; that's not a small thing. "We used to have hawks, when I was young. Kept the rat population at bay."
phantomemes:
starters / prompts taken from various characters starring in the game fire emblem : three houses . feel free to change pronouns / tenses as necessary .
“ feel free to say hi whenever you like ”
“ don’t hold back for my sake ”
“ you think I’m so clumsy that I need someone to watch over me ? ”
“ you act like you’re full of regret , but I know you don’t really mean it ”
“ you actually look more handsome to me with honesty on your face ”
“ don’t be ashamed of crying ”
“ could you keep quiet for a bit ? ”
“ you’re actually kind of amazing ”
“ do you mean to imply you have no intention of acting a bit more respectably ? ”
“ stop acting so nonchalant about getting hurt or killed ”
“ naive and uptight is no way to live your life ”
“ you’d better watch that temper ”
“ i am absolutely disinterested in spending any time with you ”
“ your lack of self-awareness is deeply troubling ”
“ I’ll just be straightforward about taking advantage of you ”
“ when will you tire of challenging me in pointless competitions ? ”
“ you expect me to believe that ? ”
“ i’ve had enough of your foolish antics ”
“ i wish you would not sneak up on me like that ”
“ before you reprimand me , take a moment to consider your own failings ”
“ it is like hearing a snake sing an aria ”
“ am I hearing a deathbed confession ? ”
“ i never have any idea what you’re talking about ”
“ don’t walk away when i’m talking to you ”
“ you’ll be the death of me for sure ”
“ i do not intend to die ”
“ i can’t believe you put yourself at risk for my benefit ”
“ i don’t think i’ve ever seen you smile ”
“ i do not desire your gratitude ”
“ you’re surprisingly strong for how slender you appear ”
“ perhaps i was flustered needlessly ”
“ i had forgotten how charmingly ethereal you can be ”
“ you’re going a little overboard ”
“ you have shaken me to my very core ”
“ so this is what death is like ”
“ if you get sick of me , i’m sorry ahead of time ”
“ i’m embarrassed just thinking about it ”
“ you’re like a little brother to me ”
“ spending the rest of my life with you doesn’t sound so bad ”
“ if our roles were reversed , I don’t think I’d be able to forgive you ”
“ you actually hate me , right ? ”
“ you haven’t stabbed me yet ”
“ i want to be more like you ”
“ i actually envy the size of your heart ”
“ i don’t think you can solve all your problems by throwing a few punches ”
“ there aren’t a lot of people like you in the world ”
“ sorry I’ve been so oblivious to your needs ”
“ sometimes you just can’t afford to wait around for someone else to notice ”
“ yesterday’s enemy is today’s ally ”
“ you have to abandon old feuds ”
“ learn to protect yourself before trying to protect me ”
“ i always trust that you’ve got my back ”
“ if only people could be more like flowers ”
“ if you promise not to resort to violence , I’ll do whatever you want ”
“ i can’t stand the sight of me either ”
“ i would be even more impressed if you hadn’t been screaming the whole time ”
“ i did what was necessary to get you to comply ”
“ you have so much power in you , just waiting to be unleashed ”
“ i’m hopelessly terrified of you ”
@5minutetorture
"Hᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇᴠᴇʀ tried Dragonfly?"
Legs dangle over the floor from where she had propped herself up on the desk, heels scraping over the floor just so. Maybe she leaves some scratches, maybe she doesn't. She pumps enough money into this to not care, they can fix the floors if they want to. And it's not what catches her mind right now, regardless.
"It fucks with your serotonin to manipulate feelings and vision. I think it's a 2C? But much more potent. I heard people had a trip for days from just a little bit. Of course it can also kill you straight away, but where's the fun without a little risk, am I right?" She grins, the way a shark would grin, but it's nature and not particularly aimed at him. "What I'm getting at is — the high of seeing your mother nearly piss her pants because she thought she insulted me comes close."
what’s your role in bed?
i wasn’t going to do this here but Em’s result is the funniest one I’ve seen so far
tagged by: stolen from @themechaneer who stole it from me tagging: take it
Money rules the world. It always has.
Back in the day, there were kings. Back in the day, power was passed on simply by who you were born to. Nowadays, there is an illusion that changed, but it never did. The ones with money, born into it, are the new kings and queens, just more hidden away. Almost every politician follows the sound of money, and those that control wealth control the world.
Kaldwins have been old money for generations. Their company has their hands in every single pot that's profitable, and more leaders of nations and provinces on their payroll than their own countries. Leading after the death of her mother is Emily; the young heiress, the empress. A spoilt brat with twisted tastes; but you're free to do as you please when you fund practically everything of importance. Murder is the least of her crimes, and when you got enough wealth to have whole nations indebted to you, and nothing to fear, you tend to seek out more... creative outlets. Find something to fill your time.
Sometimes that's just morally ambiguous. Sometimes it's downright dangerous.
Cannibal Girls (Ivan Reitman, 1973)
we all know Emily’s cool... but have you ever considered Witch!Emily?
(more roleswap AU!)
LANCE:
💸 ║ ❛ ————— Okay, he wasn’t expecting her to talk about THAT KIND of meditation. Lance does meditate every now and then when he’s got the time, just not like that. Still, there’s no way he’s gonna judge her for it. She’s allowed to help herself out however she wants and if this is her way of getting her mind right then he wouldn’t wanna interfere. Emily seems like she knows what she’s doing. So his concern isn’t exactly the thing she does, it’s more about the RESULT.
❝ But isn’t that gonna ruin all your clothes ?❞ Carving someone up doesn’t sound like much FUN to him, especially if it’s going to ruin all the nice designer shirts. Lance has never tried it like that. But he’s done some close up killing before and all the blood splatters are hard to get rid of. It’s not worth his time. But if this is how she gets her mind right, good for her.
❝ It honestly sounds like too much work. I mean, how you gonna get rid of all the mess in the end ? ❞
"Wʜᴏ ᴄᴀʀᴇs ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ clothes?" She's looking at him in genuine confusion. The question somehow implies that he has ever seen her in the same outfit twice, and that would be — well, it might have happened, but she wouldn't recall it. What's the point of all this money when you don't actually use it? And clothes are just that: clothes. There's no deeper end to it; there are simply too many things in which she looks good to reuse.
"I have people for that. I never clean up after myself." A soft hum. She's too important to do her own cleanup. And this isn't meant in an arrogant way (though it might be; and she would agree), but if there was a fuck-up that could lead her murderous tendencies to her and her company — a lot of people would go down with it. Not she herself, necessarily, but there is too much money and too many politicians involved with her money.
"Really. Can you imagine? Me with a sponge? Or having to pick up a guy twice my size? Please."