- 𝐋𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀.

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𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘴
𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 —
𝙎𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙡𝙙 𝙨𝙬𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙬𝙤𝙧𝙙.

[ً. @abhorarchive]

name  one  hero  who  was  happy.

[- 𝐋𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀. @OFDEADWILL]

— able to sniff out the mango flavouring already.

“It is unfamiliar. Some kind of fruit I’ve yet to experience? It is not unpleasant.”

[- 𝐋𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀. @OFDEADWILL]

Esther nodded her agreement, plucking the knife from March’s hand. She held it as an expert might, though the grip seemed more suited for cutting into a ‘who’ instead of a ‘what.’

A slice each; generous.

“This smell…” she murmured. Those sharp senses were —

[MARCHIE ༉୧ ​ ​​ ​ ​​ ❄️ .ᐟ @PHO7OFLASH]

"duh!" she's already placed the cake on the table, itching to dig in— actually, no, she's probably way more excited to see if esther even likes the flavor.

"but you'll be the one cutting it"—here she holds up a plastic knife—"since it's your cake!"

[- 𝐋𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀. @OFDEADWILL]

@PHO7OFLASH || proooobably his room, with his stuff. Esther’s precious boy and all. She can’t stand to look at or think of them, but he’s left his mark on everything irrevocably

[- 𝐋𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀. @OFDEADWILL]

The idea of a valentine was not entirely alien. Chalador had similar concepts; holidays between bonded folk. Spouses, parents and children, knights and their squires. The gifts were well-received, a pleasant surprise.

Jaela’s people had no such traditions. She recalled her wife-

[MARCHIE ༉୧ ​ ​​ ​ ​​ ❄️ .ᐟ @PHO7OFLASH]

@OFDEADWILL chosen flowers! and in the middle, around the awfully drawn wolf head, the red icing reads, "to another year as your friend!"

esther also gets a cute plushie. it's a wolf plushie with an adorably severe expression. happy valentine's!

[- 𝐋𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀. @OFDEADWILL]

@PHO7OFLASH || almost definitely, that boy was extravagant and extra, he would take absolutely any excuse to give people gifts

Esther never got gifts for the parent or squire holidays from her dad, so she made sure to get them for others

[- 𝐋𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀. @OFDEADWILL]

T’was a fine day. Only eighteen casualties and two feet of snow. Practically tropical.

[🪽🍯 @odetocicatrice]

❝May these soothing hymns // Resound forevermore.❞

[ #honkaistarrailrp #hsrrp ]

[- 𝐋𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀. @OFDEADWILL]

@PHO7OFLASH || do I wanna enjoy the moment or do I want to have march commit the most horrendous medieval faux pas accidentally ….

That isn’t even a question. And now u know something absolutely useless too

[- 𝐋𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀. @OFDEADWILL]

|| march is gonna be thinking about the horns every time she tries to sleep. God-tier awkwardness. AND it’s a real historical implication/thing? How could I NOT

[- 𝐋𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀. @OFDEADWILL]

— Her usual morose expression gave way to welling joy.

“Will you indulge in this treat with me? It seems only fair. The one who bakes the cake, should also taste it.”

[- 𝐋𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀. @OFDEADWILL]

— wore an expression of bewilderment when she awoke to her gifts. Esther supposed she must look the same now, and there was a bittersweetness to it she tucked the plush wolf into her cloak.

“T’were well-thought.” She rumbled, clapping her hand upon March’s shoulder. —

[- 𝐋𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀. @OFDEADWILL]

@PHO7OFLASH || this is so peak…

[- 𝐋𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀. @OFDEADWILL]

Esther pulled the sword from her back. It was frankly, massive. Rough, high-iron steel on the crossguard. Its weight was frankly prohibitive, perhaps deserving to be classed as a siege weapon.

“You may try it. I’ve several others I’m familiar with the use of.”

[MARCHIE ༉୧ ​ ​​ ​ ​​ ❄️ .ᐟ @PHO7OFLASH]

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sloooowly settling down her other sword. maybe it's time she stops training...

"what are the weapons /you/ use? can you teach me them too?"
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[- 𝐋𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀. @OFDEADWILL]

( The world abruptly tilts sideways; Esther swept out March’s legs and seized her by one ankle, hefting her up like a caught fish. )

If I is not I who stares into the frost and contemplates doom, who shall?

[MARCHIE ༉୧ ​ ​​ ​ ​​ ❄️ .ᐟ @PHO7OFLASH]

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it totally /does/ matter! that's it, we're taking you to bed. ( stepping behind her, attempting to push her to little success. it's like trying to push a wall! )
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[- 𝐋𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀. @OFDEADWILL]

I don’t suppose that matters. Nay, it matters naught, but well. I suppose it has been three … ‘days’. I am still unaccustomed to such notions!

[MARCHIE ༉୧ ​ ​​ ​ ​​ ❄️ .ᐟ @PHO7OFLASH]

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( nodding alongside her. yeah. um, yeah, totally. march waits those eight seconds nodding until she feels dizzy. )

right! ( pause. ) how long have you been awake, again.
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[- 𝐋𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀. @OFDEADWILL]

SPLENDID.
Of course. It’s not what I want. To do. But if it keeps being a horrid ball of problems!

[ Miming throwing something. And an eight second pause before going ‘whoosh…’ like an explosion. ]

[MARCHIE ༉୧ ​ ​​ ​ ​​ ❄️ .ᐟ @PHO7OFLASH]

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um....

( flashbacks of driving the express through sunday. multiple times. )

it might be possible...
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[- 𝐋𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀. @OFDEADWILL]

@PHO7OFLASH Six feet tall before the stellaron mukbang, now her physical form is fluid at best

[MARCHIE ༉୧ ​ ​​ ​ ​​ ❄️ .ᐟ @PHO7OFLASH]

@OFDEADWILL come back i miss writing with you

[- 𝐋𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀. @OFDEADWILL]

What if we drove the express through Chalador and blew the whole thing apart?

[ Running on -72 hours of sleep and a mug of coffee. ]

[MARCHIE ༉୧ ​ ​​ ​ ​​ ❄️ .ᐟ @PHO7OFLASH]

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really? okay, let's hear it!
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[- 𝐋𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀. @OFDEADWILL]

@PHO7OFLASH One’s about an artist’s obsession with finishing a picture of hell, the other is about a man who’s emotionally detached and doesn’t see any meaning in existence. All the game’s ‘cantos’ and main characters are based on a different piece of literature

[- 𝐋𝗼𝗿𝗱 𝗼𝗳 𝗪𝗼𝗹𝘃𝗲𝘀. @OFDEADWILL]

[ Pops her neck loud as fuck. ]

Mmf.