Viator

Selective 18+ Mature Aether Semi-Canon Divergent

[wxywxrdaxther]

                       Hope you don’t mind....

                                                                 I’m borrowing your sword.

[wxywxrdaxther]

His gaze hardens suddenly, his heels dig ever slightly into the dirt as his frame tenses, a typical stance only he knew that allowed him to deliver swift and fierce attacks.

Something was amiss, danger was near.

[wxywxrdaxther]

His gaze hardens suddenly, his heels dig ever slightly into the dirt as his frame tenses, a typical stance only he knew that allowed him to deliver swift and fierce attacks.

Something was amiss, danger was near.

[kreidxprnz]

wxywxrdaxther·:

He’s quickly tying his hair up into a high ponytail before summoning his sword, quickly sharpening it with a whetstone before gazing at the other. He’s ready.

Aether seems more work up then usual… ❝ Is there any reason for your… sudden urge to fight? ❞

[wxywxrdaxther]

He gives a shrug, before he flips the sword in his hand. He’s unsure if the other knows sign language.

[kreidxprnz]

wxywxrdaxther·:

Take this glare as a whole hearted YES.

❝ Oh? Allow me to conjure them in a quick minute — They may not be identical as the one you encounter in Liyue but similar. ❞

[wxywxrdaxther]

He’s quickly tying his hair up into a high ponytail before summoning his sword, quickly sharpening it with a whetstone before gazing at the other. He’s ready.

[wxywxrdaxther]

@kreidxprnz​

Take this glare as a whole hearted YES.

[wxywxrdaxther]

He’s in a fighting mood...

[wxywxrdaxther]

Be aware Aether would definitely groin shot someone, if necessary.

[wxywxrdaxther]

His gaze hardens suddenly, his heels dig ever slightly into the dirt as his frame tenses, a typical stance only he knew that allowed him to deliver swift and fierce attacks.

Something was amiss, danger was near.

[wxywxrdaxther]

He’s fine, he’s just exhausted from hard carrying everyone in fights.

[wxywxrdaxther]

He’s sleepy, sorry. Maybe tomorrow?

[wxywxrdaxther]

He’s curled up on himself, fast asleep underneath a tree.

[wxywxrdaxther]

@alchemicalbalance​

The ‘wings’ twitch in response, ducking downwards as if attempting to stay out of his reach as he gives the alchemist a raised brow, a slow exhale escaping as he makes a few signs, pausing when he has to remind himself that the language is not often known by the people of this world, his gaze hardens for a moment as if debating before slowly he lets the wings spread, in their broken splendor.

Why would the other want to gaze upon them? They were nothing special, he’d been born with them, though being unable to use them had been hard, the wing glider substituted nicely yet...

it still felt like a mockery to the fact he was yet to regain his power truly.

[wxywxrdaxther]

Since everyone’s going to be messing with each other, he’s gonna sit back and brush his hair.

[wxywxrdaxther]

...Everyone’s being so...wow...

Well now he feels a bit needy, watch him deny himself however.

[wxywxrdaxther]

Debating on wiping everything off blog and restarting

[wxywxrdaxther]

His gaze hardens suddenly, his heels dig ever slightly into the dirt as his frame tenses, a typical stance only he knew that allowed him to deliver swift and fierce attacks.

Something was amiss, danger was near.