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๐ณ SFW and NSFW RP
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"Perhaps one day I will surpass you in strength... I don't mean to betray you, but I do wish to surpass even the highest ranked Harbingers one day~"
He declares proudly, as if he likes the idea of defeating his comrades.
"You certainly aren't a scary person, though your (+)
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ใ คใ คใ คใ คใ ค" my destructive capabilities are only outclassed by capitano, and dottore is a lots more smarter than i am . " โจ๏ธ
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ใ คใ คใ คใ คใ ค" but even dottore says there's something to fear about me, he's so silly . there's nothing to be scared of me for . " :3ใ ค
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@SCRlPTURAL Childe is... conflicted about the third Harbinger.
At points he finds her to be a gentle and sometimes kind soul.
At other points, she can make him feel... uneasy. Not that that's necessarily a BAD thing, it makes her very interesting to spectate and talk to.
"I'm beginning to understand now... I simply need practice! But unfortunately I have no aches at this moment in time, and my sparring partners have difficulty doing THAT much damage to me..."
Childe lets out a sigh, almost disappointed that he won't be able to snap his limbs (+)
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ใ คใ ค( a light giggle at childe's excitement, the third harbinger cracks her neck just another time to ensure she placed it back on correctly . )
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ใ คใ คdon't be fooled, that hurt .. a lot ! but you just need to ignore all pain and emotion caused by that to do it as i do . :0
There is a light shudder at the sight and sound of bones cracking.
"That is... haunting, but dare I say intriguing! How do you do that? When I deal with aches and pains, I simply accept the ache and power through it, so I HAVE to know, comrade!"
You hear the deafening sound of someone falling, and the crashing of many different items making a hard impact with the floor.
As you swiftly turn around, Childe stands there as though nothing has happened.
The image of Signora making an attempt on his life made his expel a giddy chuckle. There appeared to be a more serious look in his eye now as he spoke in response to her challenge.
"Oh, fair lady... Slowly but surely you begin to learn my language! I would love nothing more (+)
- than for you to disperse your burning hot flames in my direction. Just know, I fight better under stress and pain!"
The excitement was getting to his head, and he realised this. He recentres himself, adjusting his focus back to their conversation.
"... Regardless, if we (+)
Hearing the voice of his Archon behind him, he froze up as he knew she would disapprove of his actions.
"Y-Your Royal Highness! What a pleasant surprise... Is there anything you require of me?"
He asked shakily, trying his best to act naturally. The jitters didn't help him.
"A few techniques you say? Well, now I'm interested! Very well, when I am back to being fully rested, we shall spar! I don't want you holding back, it's the only way I can learn your techniques, comrade!"
Excited was an understatement to describe Childe, he needed this fight.
Yuuya smiled softly, putting both hands on his own waist. His fuschia eyes directed at his friend and fellow Harbinger.
"Well, you can always spar with me. I may not be strong but at the very least, I can pass down a few techniques from Khaenri'ah to you, comrade."
Childe began to ponder on what his companion told him, thinking it over. He then eventually would come to a conclusion in his mind.
"Perhaps you're right... But I do wonder how I will catch up on my routine now. Perhaps sparing with actual people. I wonder who would be willing!"
"Well, I have news for you, Comrade...
If you keep drinking coffee like that, your health will deteriorate to the point you won't be able to fight at all. Do you want that to happen to you?"
He takes the pot away from Childe.
"There's a big difference between 'pretty good' and perfection. If I want to become the world's strongest fighter, then I will take whatever route will take me there. My short term health doesn't concern me."
He reaches for the pot, shaking.
"Wh-wha-- That's not even how coffee works! Plus, you're already a pretty good fighter to begin with.
I don't think I need to lecture you on taking care of your health..."
He crosses his arms, frowning.
"I respectfully disagree, comrade. How can I train at 100% efficiency if I'm only half awake?
After all, I can feel myself falling behind on my training regiment. I must catch up!"
"What? No, I'm fine!"
Childe would claim as the pot of coffee was taken from him.
"C'mon, I'll make it worth your while. I'll treat you to any meal you want if you give me my coffee!"
"What? No, Zhongli, don't be ridiculous! Your concern is very touching, but don't you trust me?"
He asks, now forgoing the coffee cups and drinking directly from the pot.