// out ;; whimpers i wanna color more icons but my moms got the laptop that sai is on and using photoshop won't get me the proper colors i'm using blah. heading over to my [ touko ] and maybe [ mulan ] cause i've got stuffs to do on both

{ kreznik02 }

   [ ✟ ]—02.  " I didn’t know that those waffles were yours, really!        I’m sorry, Esther, I swear I am! Please don’t ignore meeeee… “

                  It is a small thing     tiny & near insignificant     this             crack  that forms within her armor  & allows for  speech             to  f l o w  through  so  stealthily,   before  she  has  the             chance to keep it all back i n  a cage of teeth & tongue             as she had so originally intended.

                                              ❝ Maybe if you didn't scoff down                                                   everything you saw I would've                                                   gotten the chance to tell you.  ❞

                  Doubt & worry ever blatant upon feminine visage &             utterance  does nothing  to  calm her, it is plain to  see.             Lips press & here is a  moment of  silence as idle digits             curl  & twist within  empty air  'fore  finding the fabric  of             her dress.

                                              ❝ There is no need to apologize,                                                               but are  you quite sure                                                   you're alright, sir?  ❞

"Ah— Yes, I’m quite fine. You needn’t worry." || Why, she was quite charming, wasn’t she? And her eyes were very vibrant. || "I’m only bandaged because of an accident; I apologize if I startled you."

                                            ❝ Oh …  ❞

                  Here there is embarrassment aflame the curves of             cheeks for it  seems a mistake has been made with her             utterance, a stranger mistook for another.

                                              ❝ Sorry ...                                                            I thought you                                                   were someone else.  ❞

                                            ❝ Apologize?                                                       —— Do you know who you’re talking to? ❞                                                       The word was practically foreign to her. 

                                              ❝ Of course not ...                                                                  If you like danger.                                                   This area was cordoned off                                                   for a reason, you know.  ❞

↳ ❝P-pardon? I’m not doing anything wrong, am I?❞

                                            ❝ Oh ... I could have handled it myself.                                                        But ... thank you, sir, though                                          I have nothing on me at this moment. ❞

                  No wilting  flower was she,  but instead  capable &             strong within her  own right  with calluses upon palms             once soft     ; gifts from her  time with firearms & flitting              'round danger. But a moment passes before expression             morphs unto something else. Perhaps this one was the             the thief, out to rob a woman of the church.

                                              ❝ How do I know you're telling                                                   the truth and  you're not the                                                   robber,  yourself?  And  why                                                   do  you  say n o r m a l  like                                                   it's a bad thing?  ❞

                                                      ❝ That scumbag was about to rob you, normal.                                                                         ——And that’ll be ten dollars for my service. ❞

      { ✞;}              verdorbenmarionettenspieler reginachiroptera ancient-child-empress speculae

                                            ❝ Oh !!                                                    You've startled me. ❞

      { ✞;}              licetnemihi xterminalx

                                            ❝ W-Wait ...                                                    What do you think you're doing? ❞

      { ✞;}             kreznik02 codename-sword-dancer saffronnights konnxsuke

                                            ❝ I'm not speaking to you                                                      until you apologize. ❞

      { ✞;}             i-want-your-tag anevanescentsoul littlewitchelise sister-agnes fangoftheorden

                                            ❝ Excuse me...                                                    Are you alright? ❞

      { ✞;}             vonkampfer consilium-de-corde axmusexme yanderegoth ayxme

                                            ❝ Oh.                                                    Sorry, I didn't see you there. ❞

// out ;; whoops got a touch tied up on my other accounts. on another note where the fuck did all these followers come from what the hell happened oh dear god i've gotta go color more icons

                   Hesitation is not known upon the steps of  white             booted feet & instead it is soft sense of urgency that             is left in her wake, is blatant upon the curves of ever             feminine countenance  as  the papers within gloved             hands  seem to tremble  with  the threat of  crinkling             under  pressure provided  by persistent digits.  She              is in a hurry, this lapis eyed  nun, any who laid eyes             upon  her form would  be  able to deduce as  much             within even the briefest of glances.

                   & the sound of heels against cobble lain streets             bring  almost a sense  of security greater than  that             provided by the weapon strapped against trim thigh             under the cover of  her  skirts  &  it  is a simple thing             you know, that pavement releases the same sounds             'pon being tread on but it  brings comfort to the girl             wherever  she is all the  same.  It is this  sense  that             causes attention  to waver to the  point of allowing             her frame to meet in contact with that of another.

                                              ❝ Oh !! ❞

                   It is surprise that causes grasp to falter, sheets              that had once been so secure slackening & a few             catching  gentle  breeze  to  dance within the  air             surrounding  before   trailing  lazily  to  meet  the             ground below       butterflies without their wings.

                                              ❝ Forgive me ;                                                   I wasn't paying attention. ❞

ROBOTS OR DINOSAURS?

                   Inquiry most unexpected  falling 'pon the ears of            the good nun & it gives  cause for pause, for moment            of deliberation within her mind.  A topic, comparison            never before mused, an answer never before needed            in  her line of  work,  in her  life  when  there were  so             many  things much more important that needed  her            time, her seeing too ...                        ;

                                              ❝ Dinosaurs ... ? ❞

                   Hesitation  within split second answer; one that            is simply the first of the options to flow from  betwixt             lips  & what did one do  when  they did not feel  an            excess  towards one  choice  or another? Here is  a             shrug  of  white  clothed  shoulders,  a  twist of  lips                                                             blink & you'll miss it,            &  though  it  is  only  half   hearted,  given  only  to            provide  an answer so desired, she shall be  sticking            to it thank you very ...                         ;

                                                                                         W A I T

                                              ❝ No ...                                                     R o b o t s. ❞

                   &  it seems  as if she  had forgotten  the  most             important of deciding factors;  does she herself not            know a machine    ; one that walks & speaks & fires            weaponry with the utmost of precision? Lips quirk &            curl unto a smile upon curves of feminine visage &            now she is behind her answer completely.

                                              ❝ Final answer. ❞

                          Hagiarchy ( n ) ;                                  Government of people considered to be { h o l y }

                    ✞ One liners || para || multi-para || novella                     ✞ multi-ship || multi-verse || multi-fandom                     ✞ icons || anime gif icons || nothing at all                             { иavigation }                     ✞ semi-selective tendencies                                                  { αbout }                     ✞ oc & au friendly                                                                      { √erses }                     ✞ always open for any sort of interaction                     ✞ primarily manga based while I work through the novels

"Thank you, Esther."

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