luxbrumaIis

♡⃨ㅤscaranation let's hope
          	they show scaramouche in
          	the 2.2 preview today :pray:

luxbrumaIis

♡⃨ㅤscaranation let's hope
          they show scaramouche in
          the 2.2 preview today :pray:

luxbrumaIis

♡⃨ㅤi've   got   some   muse
          for   her   rn!  cb   +   specify

ofskates

/    curious on @palesflame and concerned here!
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argoetias

i  said  it's  fine,  you  can  let  go  now.

argoetias

*  the  usual  talkative  harbinger  remains  silent,  violaceous  gaze  faltering  elsewhere  with  the  countenance  that  beheld  phlegm.  it's  not  unusual,  but  definitely  alarming whenever  he  does  so  at  times.  he  doesn't  bother  to  answer  her  question  however  while  he'd  only  raise  his  limb  over  where  he  were  injured  from  the  previous  mission,  something  about  a  minor  fight,  nothing  more  than  that.  he  doesn't  want  to  specify  the  details  either  since  it  seemed  to  bore  him  so  much.  slumping  into  his  seat  the  sixth  sighs,  the  unbearable  silence  would  almost  hurt  his  own  ears  as  if  something  rang  —  such  a  infuriating  thing  to  experience.  *  i'm  hungry,  *  he started.  blinking  rather  drowsily.  *  can  you  get  me  something  right  after  this?
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luxbrumaIis

@sixthdellarte ❟ㅤㅤ*   assuming his words implied he didn't care if they kept the ice pressed against his arm, they didn't remove it. they'd set a mental timer for how long they had to keep the ice on, which there should've been just a few more minutes left. the silence that followed felt surprisingly .. comforting to them. for once, their mind was quiet, not a peep to be heard.   [   ...   ]   once a few minutes had passed, the maiden would remove the ice pack, a pleased hum arose from her throat when seeing the swelling had gone down.   *   did  you  get  hurt  anywhere  else?   *   while awaiting scaramouche's reply, salacia would set the ice pack down & grab the bandages out of the first aid kit. as always, her movements were gentle, hands moving around as she'd carefully wrap the bandages around the wound.   *
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argoetias

*  her  words  are  soothing,  he  likes  listening  to  her  voice.  it  was  strange.  even  he  doesn't  come  to  terms  with  the  idea  of  their  regal  tone  that's  capable  enough  to  suppress  his  usual  state  of  anger,  it  acts  like  a  lenience  to  him..  how  strange.  but  he's  at  peace  whenever  she  did,  whenever  he  gets  mad  her  response  is  as  simple  and  agreeable..  where  one:  he  could  no  longer  feel  the  need  to  berate.  *  whatever,  it's  fine.  
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argoetias

not  only  hiding  these  letters,  but  you're  deliberately  making  excuses  under  my  impression.  is  this  how  you  favor  me?  keeping  secrecies?

luxbrumaIis

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ*   truthfully, the light cerulean - haired individual was surprised the harbinger was even listening. they'd expected to just be given punishment & dismissed. not that they were complaining, of course; there was inner relief.   *   what  do  they  want  ..  ?   *   words were repeated in a mutter to herself, hands shifting in her lap as she visibly pondered over this; brows creased & lips pursed, hues of citrus yellow gazing anywhere but the man on the opposite side of the desk. her family was .. overwhelming in their actions & belittling in their speech when behind closed doors. more - so her mother than her father in regards to the latter.   *   ..  they  want  me  to  go  back  home.  i  chose  a  different  life  than  what  they'd  planned  for  me  &  they're  not  happy  about  it.  so,  they  keep  sending  me  these  letters  to  try  &  ..  'persuade'  me  to  return.  that's  all.   *   at least, that was all salacia really wanted to say. there was, of course, much more to the story than that. but, as scaramouche said, they'd wasted enough of his time.  ...  their misery? was that what they felt when they lived with their family? mm .. no, not quite.   *   i  ..  don't  believe  it's  misery.  just  ..  frustration,  i  suppose.   *   if it was misery, would the maiden even be able to identify it? misery was an overwhelmingly negative emotion, was it not? she wasn't sure if she'd felt something like that in the past.   *
            
            ┈─❟ʾ @sixthdellarte 
            ; AAA this is late i apolo-
            gize ;;
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argoetias

*  something  had  awoken  her,  and  the  balladeer  noticed  that  particular  shift  in  their  tone,  it  was  new..  somewhat  refreshing  in  hearing  the  maiden  express  her  innermost  emotions.  scaramouche  listens  though,  despite  the  man's  clear  dissatisfaction  present  upon  the  atmosphere.  *  what  a  trivial  thing..  family.  *  the  whisper  that  came  from  the  fatuu  beheld  malevolence,  wherein  amethyst  orifices  casts  elsewhere.  *  they  are  nothing  but  distractions  to  you,  what  do  they  [want]?  speak  for  yourself,  for  once  at  least  do  this  for  yourself.  you've  already  wasted  enough  of  my  time,  so  cut  to  the  chase  and  spit  whatever  is  causing  your  misery.
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luxbrumaIis

ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ*   discipline .. the word itself was enough to remind her of b͟a͟c͟k͟ t͟h͟e͟n͟. she'd do anything she could to avoid it, verbal or otherwise. perhaps that was why she barely spoke to the harbinger in the first place? maybe, maybe not — who knows?   *   ..   *   cut ties with them? ha! they almost wanted to scoff at the oh - so s͟i͟m͟p͟l͟e͟ solution. nonetheless, they chose not to acknowledge — or even react to — the mock in his tone. *   if  i  was  able  to  cut  ties  with  them,  i  would've  done  so  the  moment  i  left  home.   *   ah, yes .. h͟o͟m͟e͟. that was the most they'd ever say when it came to their home, always avoiding mentioning its name. it was a bad seed they'd dug up from their mind & discarded a long time ago.   *   it  ..  s͟h͟o͟u͟l͟d͟n͟'t͟  be  difficult,  no.  but  no  matter  what  i  say  or  do,  it  is  fruitless.  they  don't  l̲i̲s̲t̲e̲n̲.   *   words laced in bitterness slipped through gritted teeth; this was a tone she'd never expressed before. it seemed that this .. family was able to call forth emotions she'd refuse to show on a regular basis, excluding occasional fleeting moments of song & dance.   *
            
            ┈─❟ʾ @sixthdellarte 
            i wonder indeed ;>
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luxbrumaIis

۰✿⸼ ۫ S͟U͟T͟E͟K͟I͟ D͟A͟ N͟E͟?ㅤ╲ㅤ❥ character thread.
          ꩜ ┈─ t͟h͟e͟y͟ w͟h͟o͟ g͟i͟v͟e͟ a͟ s͟i͟l͟e͟n͟t͟ p͟r͟a͟y͟e͟r͟ f͟o͟r͟ t͟h͟o͟s͟e͟ t͟h͟e͟y͟ e͟l͟i͟m͟i͟n͟a͟t͟e͟. ❜ㅤ︶꒷꒦︶ dum   spiro   spero ..

luxbrumaIis

; OH forgot to add this, but
            she has a pendant.  it's the
            one her fc (azura) has.
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luxbrumaIis

ㅤㅤ  君がいるだけで 世界は変わった
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                      ⏝꒷۰꒷⏝꒷۰꒷⏝꒷۰꒷⏝꒷۰꒷  ƚ
                      ⁺ . ᨳ⭖₊ * + HEADCANONS OO1
                     ︙ she   is   a   polearm  user  &
                     ︙ possesses  a  hydro  vision.
                     ︙ before  joining  the  fatui,  th-
                     ︙ ey  were  known  as  a  song-
                     ︙ stress  &  dancer.   they  still
                     ︙ sing  &  dance,  albeit  by  th-
                     ︙ emselves  &  when they have
                     ︙ time  to.
                     ︙ she  rarely speaks  to  scara-
                     ︙ mouche  unless  she  has  to.
                     ︙ she  feels   no   fear  towards
                     ︙ the  harbinger,  either.  or  any
                     ︙ of  them,  actually.  no one kn-
                     ︙ ows  why,  though.
                       ꒷̥꒦ິᐡ ⏝ ꒥̥ᐡ꒷̥꒦ິ ⏝ ꒥̥ᐡ꒦ິ ⏝ ꒦ິ꒷̥
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luxbrumaIis

☨ㅤ╲ㅤ❛ PRAY FOR THE G͟A͟T͟E͟ TO OPEN & IT SHALL. ❜
            
            ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ﹟ㅤNO   ONE   would  expect   someone   with   a   soul   like   yours   to   work   alongside   who   some   might   consider   the   D͟E͟V͟I͟L͟.   your   persona,   though   stoic   &   tranquil,   was   nothing   short   of   poise   &   adamantine.   you   were   the   complete   opposite   of   who   you   worked   under   ─   he   who   was   known   as   t͟h͟e͟   b͟a͟l͟l͟a͟d͟e͟e͟r͟,   the   sixth   of   the   fatui   harbingers.   not   many   can   work   under   him   &   never   be   punished,   not   even   o͟n͟c͟e͟.   needless   to   say,   you   did   your   job   &   YOU   DID   IT   WELL   with   no   hesitation.
            
            ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ﹟ㅤSPEAKING   WAS   something   you   didn't   do   often,   not   unless   it   was   necessary.   &   this   was   common   knowledge   amongst   the   fatui,   which   sometimes   led   to   others   p͟u͟r͟p͟o͟s͟e͟l͟y͟   doing   or   saying   things   just   to   hear   your   voice.   ah,   your   voice   ..   how   SOFT   yet   FIRM   it   was,   &   like   the   deepest   parts   of   the   ocean   ─   beautiful   yet   intimidating.   however,   if   some   individuals   were   lucky   enough   &   managed   to   catch   you   at   a   moment   when   you   were   alone,   they'd   be   graced   by   the   sound   of   s͟i͟n͟g͟i͟n͟g͟.   in   instances   such   as   these   would   they   be   able   to   see   you   for   who   you   truly   are,   not   who   you   have   to   be.
            
            ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ﹟ㅤYOU   MANIPULATE   water   as   if   you   created   it,   with   movements   graceful   enough   to   catch   even   an   inhuman   enemy   off   -   guard.   some   might   say   it's   like   witnessing   a   breathtaking   d͟a͟n͟c͟e͟.   &   at   the   end   of   your   performance,   the   now   defeated   enemy   at   the   opposite   side   of   your   polearm,   will   only   hear   the   faintest   whispers   of   a   soft   prayer   before   the   darkness   consumes   them.
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