ilcapitanos

IL CAPTANO     ╱╱ ⠀⠀ the captain.⠀⠀
          	             *      THE FIRST HARBINGER.

ilcapitanos

sword smoked with
          	             bloody execution;
          	             unfortunate are those 
          	                                 who cross him.
          	  
          	  
          	  CANON - DIVERGENT PORTRAYAL  •  HC BASED  •  CENTERED TO BLOODSTAINED KNIGHT THEORY
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mortesarte

“i thought i could sense something familiar.  i did not know it would be you.”

mortesarte

“but of course,  i am fond of anything daring enough to defy me,”  morthelme declares this as if it is obvious.  his fingertips remain greedily pressed against it’s palm,  as if he is seeking the warmth granted by the glove.  then death’s touch withdraws from flesh once more.  it remains unmarked.
            
            “i have nothing to worry about anyhow,”  death sighs,  as if content with this blasphemy.  his fingers entangle with gloved ones this time,  bringing knuckles close to his mouth.  a chaste kiss,  cold even through material.  “gods belong to me,  even before their legacies have begun.  you are no different.”
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ilcapitanos

  [    THE 1ST:   IL CAPITANO.̲    ]
                   001.⠀⤻┃⚔︎      ˢᵐᵒᵏᵉᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈʸ ᵉˣᵉᶜᵘᵗⁱᵒⁿ
            
            ⠀ ⠀▋ ID:⠀⠀@mortesarte 
            
            
            [   its fingers are motionless while the cool hands slips closer to its own hand,  a whisper of wind slipping in the gap of its glove.  with his demand,  it huffs,  a gruff sound-  bearing similarities to a laugh.  and despite that,  it stays still,  the creeping of his hand good company.   it finds amusement in the lingering touches.   ]
            
            "⠀⠀stubborn in getting your way.   i didn't think death to be so fond of one who defies it..⠀⠀"
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mortesarte

“but of course,  the heart always aches for what it can never have,”  it’s said as almost a conclusion.  as if morthelme finally understands the captain’s resolution.
            
            and there’s a gasp strangled in the depths of death’s throat as the unmortal’s gloved fingers brush over a cheekbone.
            
            “indulge me,”  death whispers.  and could anyone ever disobey it?  his head tips into the pressure,  his own hand lifting to twist digits under the glove so close to his hand.  until death’s flesh press against it’s own,  fingers against it’s palm,  cool  &  pleasant.  but harmless.  morthelme cannot help the delighted grin.  “do you see?”  
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godselysia

“a harbinger and some fatui soldiers?  oh dear,  some would argue this is a bad omen.”

ilcapitanos

  [    THE 1ST:   IL CAPITANO.̲    ]
                   001.⠀⤻┃⚔︎      ˢᵐᵒᵏᵉᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈʸ ᵉˣᵉᶜᵘᵗⁱᵒⁿ
            
            ⠀ ⠀▋ ID:⠀⠀@godselysia 
            
            
            "⠀⠀i had matters to deal with.⠀⠀" 
            
            [   a vague answer,  to be expected of a fatuus with such high ranking.   even if it wasn't up to "trouble," it wouldn't reveal that to anyone outside of its own ranks.   even then,  it wasn't exactly a brilliant conversationalist.   ]
            
            "⠀⠀i'll assume the same goes for you.⠀⠀"
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godselysia

“of course.  as is your companionship,  i’m sure,”  varka beckons his own soldiers forth.  there’s a hushed frothing of concerned mumblings,  unintelligible to his ears,  but he ignores it.  
            
            “i wasn’t expecting you to come out here,”  varka calls out to the harbinger.  as if attempting conversation.
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ilcapitanos

  [    THE 1ST:   IL CAPITANO.̲    ]
                   001.⠀⤻┃⚔︎      ˢᵐᵒᵏᵉᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈʸ ᵉˣᵉᶜᵘᵗⁱᵒⁿ
            
            ⠀ ⠀▋ ID:⠀⠀@godselysia 
            
            
            [   it waits silently for an answer;  piercing blue,  even if not visible,  staring at the easy smile the leader wore, and remaining still as a stalking scorpion.  it hums,  seemingly pleased with his answer.   ]
            
            "⠀⠀.. very well.   your sensibility is appreciated.⠀⠀"
            
            [   it waves a hand and the soldiers that stood rigidly behind began unloading equipment for tents.   ]
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faucygne

i'm afraid you'll find the melusines are unable to help you. perhaps.. i could assist instead?

ilcapitanos

  [    THE 1ST:   IL CAPITANO.̲    ]
                   001.⠀⤻┃⚔︎      ˢᵐᵒᵏᵉᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈʸ ᵉˣᵉᶜᵘᵗⁱᵒⁿ
            
            ⠀ ⠀▋ ID:⠀⠀@faucygne 
            
            
            "⠀⠀i'm able to wait.   interrupting your duties is hardly of interest to me.⠀⠀"
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miragest

ohhh? /oh?/ now here's someone who's ridiculously tall. unnaturally so ~      ♪   you aren't from around here, aren't you?

ilcapitanos

  [    THE 1ST:   IL CAPITANO.̲    ]
                   001.⠀⤻┃⚔︎      ˢᵐᵒᵏᵉᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈʸ ᵉˣᵉᶜᵘᵗⁱᵒⁿ
            
            ⠀ ⠀▋ ID:⠀⠀@miragest 
            
            
            "⠀⠀..  i am not,  no.   merely a business trip.⠀⠀"
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polarstr

mister capitano.. ? mmph.. it’s so cold. i.. don’t like it. not at all — -

ilcapitanos

  [    THE 1ST:   IL CAPITANO.̲    ]
                   001.⠀⤻┃⚔︎      ˢᵐᵒᵏᵉᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈʸ ᵉˣᵉᶜᵘᵗⁱᵒⁿ
            
            ⠀ ⠀▋ ID:⠀⠀@polarstr 
            
            
            [   the coat is brought in closer to cover the princess more once she's tucked at its side,  protecting her from the harsh blowing winds.   it pays no mind to the hand that held onto it,  allowing her to cling.   ]
            
            "⠀⠀the coats are warmer than i.   why have you not brought your thicker one with you.⠀⠀"
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polarstr

⋆  a soft huff is heard from the young princess, staring out with apprehension at the snowy landscape before them. but her eyes widen upon seeing its gesture, and she quickly tucks herself within the folds of the large coat. a sigh of contentment soon let out (one arm is clinging to the warrior's leg.)  ⋆          you're.. very warm, mister capitano. mm..
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ilcapitanos

  [    THE 1ST:   IL CAPITANO.̲    ]
                   001.⠀⤻┃⚔︎      ˢᵐᵒᵏᵉᵈ ʷⁱᵗʰ ᵇˡᵒᵒᵈʸ ᵉˣᵉᶜᵘᵗⁱᵒⁿ
            
            ⠀ ⠀▋ ID:⠀⠀@polarstr 
            
            
            "⠀⠀you must build your endurance,  your highness.  this winter is common,  and you'll be spending many years in this region so you must be more tolerant.⠀⠀"
            
            [   and yet despite his words,  there's a short pause before its coat is opened on one side,  as though to beckon her in.   ]
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