๐ ๐๏ธ thank you for the follow and follow back ! still too busy to start anything but hopefully i can jump into smth, even just to make short conversation wwww
โ๐ Someone took a grail again. I thought the ones in the storage unit were safely locked away? Well whoever the culprit is, they're definitely getting an earful แฐ.แ
It's faint but listen hard enough and you'll hear it.
*munch*
*munch*
*munch*
The Master emerges from the stack of papers that threatened to entomb her, like a butterfly tearing free from its chrysalis. In her hand was a bag of odd-looking snack (?) food.
"It's snack time."
๐ก Master has a habit of looking behind her, often dreading what she would see.
People left behind. Dead companions. Bodies of servants littered on the ground.
Before long, she's in a pool of blood. Even in the comfort of Chaldea, it's like she never left the battlefield.
His unhooded face, the sunlight catching on his features, the blush that dusted his cheeks..
but it was his hand, outstretched, that spoke the loudest.
โWe are.โ She murmured, slipping her hand in his. With a lingering glance, her eyes drifted back to sea, โJust the two of us.โ
โI see, alright.โ
While Ritsuka wasn't surprised, she was still glad that Oberon insisted to stay put since she was starting to feel like melting into the view, mind slowly going adrift.
She remembered the horrifying mess that was his "room" during Valentines... but now...
after a long pause he silently
held his hand out while his
face remained staring forwards.
the action was gentle while
also feeling impulsiveโธ a flush
growing on his already warm
cheeks.
โทwe`re alone here arent we ?
Ritsuka ๐ง โด
He recreated such a beautiful scenery. How? Just like back then, was this perhaps..
โ โ โan accurate representation of his feelings?โ เน
โOberon, I-โ She quickly turned towards him, ready to speak but his question cut through the air.
In that moment she took in everything.
That was until she followed his gaze, โDo you... want to get closer?โ
She didn't know how things worked in his headspace. For all she knew, something could reach out from the fog- isn't that how it always goes in horror movies? But if it will help improve his mood then so be it.
Ritsuka tilted her head, watching his frustration build with growing amusement. She'd never say it out loud but there was something oddly endearing about the way he got so worked up about things.
โ โ โit's very.. human ...โ เน
Just as he wanted, she kept silent.
never enjoying being tauntered
after like a child. he just
comes and goes as he pleases.
for a moment he stared out
at the water which seem to
darker than usual.
โทthat mist is ... i will admit it
feels cool โด
โAre you sure you don't want to reconsider..? I brought a handheld fan for the occasion or we can get more of those popsicles that you seem to have taken a liking to.โ Her eyes lit up with another idea, โAfterwards, we can get a massage, I know just the perfect pair of hands!โ
She laced her hands behind her head, unfazed by his outburst. Well not completely, the acrid odor of the bug spray was making her eyes water and ruining her own mood more than the heat did.
โYou wouldn't have to deal with the company if you'd just step outside..โ
ยฑ
not wasting a second
popping the cap off of the
can and dowsing themselves
with it.
ใ i would never come out to see
you isnt that obvious ? insects
want to dwell someplace cool
so now the damn room is
โinfested.ใ
it seemed the heat was
putting him in a sour mood.
โOberon...โ Ritsuka sighed before producing the spray like it was muscle memory, hinting that she's done this more than once today, โYou know.. maybe instead of driving them away, you could ask why they're so restless?โ
ใ noโ seriously parts of
me haven`t stopped sweating.
and there`s only so much
excessive buzzing in my ear
that i can take โ๐ข
mAstAโ give me some more
damn bug spray โใ