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but what if March 6th really really needs to get an autograph for something she bought and have to stand in line for 3 hours??? huh??? She can't just leave to distract express crew during such occasions? (stellaron hunter march is very responsible, don't tell anyone otherwise :P)
"..."
She's to tired for this, the script said she just had to come....not participate.
"Fine, i'll meet you here when i'm done. "
#･｡ * ｡ ☆ * :: Sam#･｡ * ｡ ☆ * :: firefly#･｡ * ｡ ☆ * :: cannon | lets write this story the way we want |#the-lytenye-realms#Star dusted star rail : Spoilers
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@the-lytenye-realms replied: "Oh I could give you a long and hard explanation if you want~" (June stop)
"I've changed my mind. Guards, please remove her." And the guards will be dragging June out now!
#&& commentary / live to the point of tears#&& c. hsr bronya / windrider bullet#&& v. hsr / may this journey lead us starward#the-lytenye-realms#FBKJFGBKJGFBGFB
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"How I wish that freak would leave soon." Last time their intel checked, the Father was very much still in Fontaine. It was a horrendous situation in the eyes of Keres who just wanted her gone. They sat there, reading through yet another report of their operations. Seeing that once again the House of Hearth had been sighted near it, annoyingly.
"…if you meet her, know that you've to leave. No buts or ifs." No matter the situation, no matter rudeness. Keres wasn't going to risk anything. Much less that Thoma lost his life to something as pointless as being in the wrong place at the wrong time.
He keeps his silence while letting the scene play out. For it wasn't the first, or second, nor the last time this instance of irrationale would bare its head from his perspective. Decisions around the Fatui were akin to a moth to a flame, one that Keres holds a particular gambit in partaking in, playing too close to an establishment that holds dangerous potentials. In terms of commentary, there was little to be had, for his reasons for aiding in these operations played on leaving grounds he frequents a touch lighter.
"If there's a day where the Knave crosses my path, it'd be for reasons we've long been aware of, and a plan they've enacted. Faith in my escape would be as grating as faith in me entering a clash with them." Thoma answers, deciding to drop the pretenses veiled in what ifs. Since the days spent in Inazuma, there was an innate understanding that 'potential' would inevitably be a force that catches their eyes. "I believe the goal would be ensuring a method that keeps us in one piece. Harbingers aren't a force we can create a normal escape plan with."
Does he feel a similar tension? Absolutely.
It's what keeps the focus to a sharpened state within his gaze. Any reports gained were eased to the side, enough intel gathered to let his perspective begin to mold more possibilities.
"From my experience, it's certainly no different from Inazuma's atmosphere when their involvement ran deep. Cleaning up the streets this time would simply be the price, with no form of overarching storm as a means to mat down their concentration. In truth, holding until a pull is made sounds like the most effective idea." Yet, this wasn't about keeping the board cleared.
Keres's made note of a specific possibility.
"If we're to encounter her, that means we have something either she wants or wants wiped clear. Hopefully the former means there's an advantage that we can play."
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looks like a blog that belongs to a friendly nerd who reads too many books.
bet he probably read every book in herta's space station first day.
OH FIGHT ME.
IT'S NOT MY FAULT THAT LORE IS ONE OF THE RICHEST ASPECTS TO BE GETTIN INTO HERE!!
Look and those Curio stories be going hard.. Knowing the fine details clues ya in on how zany this world can be!
Sides, can you really talk about being friendly, when YOU are the one here with the Amber pfp???
Who's nicer than people with Amber pfps!
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@the-lytenye-realms replied to your post “"Who's going to tell her that towel barely covers...”:
June thinks it is better that way.
"Thinking isn't your strong suite, my dear." Oh look, Stelle 'accidentally' dropped her baseball bat in the other's direction, very close to the towel. "Careful now, a simple 'boop' and you're naked, ready for everyone to see."
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@the-lytenye-realms replied to your post “"Okay, next time I should really invest in some...”:
"But skirts look so nice, how can you not want to always wear them?" (March is helpful n not at all focusing on one part of sentence)
"And it's very comfy and I understand but, but when-- oh I don't know, maybe when the wind is so strong and your skirt goes--" Aaaaaand she just held on a part of March's skirt and just casually raises it up to waist height for about 3 seconds before letting go.
"You would want to wear something to save the embarrassment, right?"
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@the-lytenye-realms || continued from here!
Signe waved away the offer with little more than an awkward chuckle, steeling herself a bit more for the road ahead.
"Aha. Carrying me won't be necessary, as much as I appreciate the offer. I am a knight first and foremost, so I suppose I should try and get used to more difficult terrain than the usual patrol routes. The library is more my speed, of course, but..."
Her hat did well to block out the sun, making things a bit more bearable as they climbed uphill. The view was beautiful, and marching up towards Mondstadt's old weather tower was a worthwhile trip considering the ancient ruins in its vicinity.
"Besides. If anyone saw you carrying me, who knows how far the rumor would spread throughout the Knights? I would never be able to live it down, I'm quite sure."
"...but I also wouldn't say no to finding a nearby stump or something to rest for just a bit."
#I don't remember where we put them LMAO I just picked a place I usually have to climb to get to in game#your honor she is an indoor cat#ic || the witch is in#the-lytenye-realms
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I tried to get a good ref pic but I struggled to find one quickly so-
"Oh? That crow looks like you just pasted in some clip art from a quick google search. Surely a few more broad strokes couldn't have hurt, right?"
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@the-lytenye-realms | "Life is so meaningful, which is why it is so important to prepare for what comes after! I've a great deal for you! 30% off for you and a close relative should you need it in the near future~" Hu Tao held out a coupon to Blue, casual as always and ready to do business. She knew an opportunity would always present itself for such things and she had a good eye for it in her own opinion.
The coupon itself being for the Funeral Parlor, unsurprisingly.
There is a word that Blue could use to describe this person: eccentric.
Though holding her tongue back she doesn’t say it out loud. She has to be at least nice and accepting of this strange coupon given to her.
Maybe she should give it to one, who she used to call her father. That threw her out. To show her inner emotions. But… this could put this strange lady in trouble.
Trying to stay nice at least.
Blue smiles and happily accepts the coupon.
“Thank you…?”
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🔴 - what are bigger gestures that are important to your muse (for Illya!)
Questions For My Muse(s)
Blood for blood, as they say. The way Illya sees it, people show who they really are underneath all their bravado when their life is threatened. Does your confident facade shatter and you try to weasel your way out of your fate? Do you remain defiant in the face of possible doom? How people act when threatened, or even when other people are threatened (in this context herself), can make or break how Illya views you.
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@the-lytenye-realms replied to your post “"Uhhh...Okay, the other me's bad with guys." Okay...”:
"I'm great with guys, they love how cute I am." This March wasn't coping-
"I mean yeah I must agree we're cute, but don't tell me that's all you've got for them."
Well she's doubtful about her
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@the-lytenye-realms said: Helena is going to put another little rose into Misato's hair, nothing could stop her from doing that!
🎭 - “Don’t you fear it’s going to get lost from the eyes in all this red?”
She can’t help but tease her slightly as she puts the red rose into her fiery red hair; though the slight bow of Misato’s head into the movement displayed her true feelings more closely.
She’d always been so fond of roses - both for the limitless amount of times she’d seen their symbolism in literature and how much of her memory tied it back to Béatrice, thinking of the white one she wore in her hair.
Her hands brush against the petals, cradling it in her hand for a moment.
“Thank you. It’s a precious gift.”
She’d try and press it into a book later - maybe sew it onto something else to preserve it. She’d have to think of something later. ( A handkerchief with the petals in the corners might be nice, perhaps...)
#the-lytenye-realms#; She who Can Live a Thousand Lives [ ic: Misato ]#; I'm Sorry For Anything you Fail to Find { Asks }#c..cute...
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@the-lytenye-realms sent: While at a glance, someone might mistake this for March…it was quite obvious that several details were different. More exposed skin, wrong eye color, and a voice that was far from going for 'cutesy'.
"I heard that being the Supreme Guardian can be quite stressful…if you want I could help you 'unwind' through some 'physical exercise'~" June 9th was leaning over Bronya's desk, if any of the others from the Express was here the troublemaker would probably not be anywhere near this place.
(I'm sorry. She is horrid. feel free to throw her out the window adshjkjlf)
Unprompted
Bronya was focused on her work when she saw that somehow, this woman had managed to get into her office. She thought at first it was March, but she quickly identified there was no way this was March when she not only looked a bit off, but then spoke in such a tone. Was this woman serious? Bronya looked at her with narrowed eyes. "How did you get in here? And no, I do not need whatever 'unwinding' you are offering. In fact, I'd prefer you'd leave after you explain yourself." Did she leave the door unlocked somehow? Did the guards fail to notify her of this visitor? Or did they mistake her for March and let her in? Ugh, what a headache.
#&& asks / seeking what is true is not seeking what is desirable#&& c. hsr bronya / windrider bullet#the-lytenye-realms#&& v. hsr / may this journey lead us starward#thank you for the ask!#bronya vc thanks i hate it#FGKJGBFKGBFGBF
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These squirrels seem wholly lost on their own agenda. For these pinecones remained untouched, as much of a boon as they were, almost sparkling in their radiance. ...Isn't that just weird?!
Thoma's lips twisted in a fashion that shows his uncertainty on the line of thought. While he holds certain understanding on the field she's coming from with animal interaction, this on the other hand? It has him squinting his eyes within their general direction.
"Could be. Still, it'sa little bizarre, seeing how reality itself seems to be less of a priority and more of a suggestion to them now. We could play a rock band 'round them and they wouldn't budge. Squirrels are skittish lil ones. Wait, you're not thinkin' about taking them back home are you?" He notes with a smidgen of surprise, peering over to Navia.
Within moments, one of those squirrels began to bow before their pinecone overlords, offering reverence.
"Wouldn't that be en route to making you their penultimate leader?" Isn't this some secret dream he's hearing about!?
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"How about we explore this area ahead of us later?" With that Paimon began pushing Caelus away from the current area.
Something.. Wasn't right here.
Why did it feel as if there was some unknown, eldritch edge beginning to permeate this little pixie's tone? Enough to actually warrant a level of influence to seize his damn body no less?! "T.. The hell.. Paimon..!? Hey! I'm like a frickin.. Rusted gate here!" His voice clipped with the tinge of a growl. Try as he might, it feels as if physics were being allowed to actively warrant their natural courses. Far, far from it. Ancient strings that composed the very fabric of this land would command for him to pull away.
A part of this world, an outlander, it mattered naught underneath the starlit gaze of this youthful fairy. Instead Caelus would be forced into some haphazard brand of crab walk as he attempts to pull away, except there would be no repose that awaits him. His body would swat against a swath of rocks nearby, rendering them as stubborn digs against his skin, drawing a hiss from the Trailblazer.
Even then, that wasn't enough. For once more that ancient of ancients would intone commands through the melody of voice.
HOW ABOUT WE EXPLORE THIS AREA AHEAD OF US LATER?"
"You little friggin..! Who CAN explore any damn where if you don't frickin' let go!? I-- bffrgh!?" Caelus's mouth would immediately meet a slab of geo-enriched rock, crushing his face stubbornly against the edifice as not even his fingers were allowed to touch. It was within this moment that a horrifying secret of Teyvat was beginning to dawn. For not even reality itself could keep composed. The surroundings were being tinged with crimson, as if the old echoes of an horrifying calamity was beginning to coalesce to the surface.
All while that mindless, carefree smile continued to echo the same damnation in the form of a mantra. Caelus was simply forced to endure for the time being as an agitated groan leaves from his lips.
NO ONE LOVES HUGGING UP TO A DAMN ROCK LIKE THIS.
...
If only he knew that the following options were to fall off a damn cliff. Whatever robotic control she organized over his limbs led to the next best option! A fading sense of reality, the ground itself seething with malice as it opens wide to a ravine that cosigns him to descension.
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The air is filled with quiet anticipation, the Memokeeper turning towards March 7th. Black Swan stood there in the dimly lit hallway, remembering what the Aeon Fuli once had said about the pinkette. She was to never regain her memories. While Black Swan herself didn't fully agree with the rules, she understood the sentiment. March 7th's memories were among the most dangerous she had seen in her many millennia of being a Memokeeper.
"Welcome, March 7th, to this auspicious night." Her way of talking was never direct, always vague. "Today might be a night of revelation or cosmic wonders, a perfect moment for reflection and foresight, it all depends on the decisions you'll make this evening." Black Swan motions for March to come closer.
"Join me, I prepared some dinner for you." It was rather clear that the best way to get to know someone was through their stomach, hence why Black Swan had stepped aside, showing the table behind her which was filled with steak, soup and even french fries. "You must have many questions, chief among those who I am, no?"
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