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It wasn't a big deal to seasoned protector like Cinnabar - just a small cut on her face, caused by some debris that was thrown at the brunette's general direction and which ended up grazing the skin when her shield was used for Eirene instead. It hadn't even been an actual attack - just an unsafe building that responded poorly to a storm, but Cinnabar's instincts were as impeccable as ever.

But as soon as they found solid, decent shelter, Eirene did something that she didn't normally do - she looked concerned for another. The CEO hummed softly while looking up to her bodyguard, a hand tracing the other woman's face before the digits were entirely removed but only for a second. The blonde one discarded her glove, using soft fingers to wipe away the crimson liquid with a gentleness that felt out of character for a Campbell, and then used the expensive fabric to clean her hand off.

"I know I pay you well to protect me from harm," the businesswoman said after a moment, voice tone just vaguely curious, "And yet most people would not take it as seriously as you do, knowing that I am a Sinner as well. You don't do this for the financial compensation, do you?" Eirene asked the question but seemed to have the answer already, a mysterious smile playing on her lips while they hid from the rain.

"No, I don't think you do... But it only makes you all the more precious."

╰ * unprompted // always welcome!

Does she do this because of the pay?

This ー protecting Eirene ー from the very moment Cinnabar had accepted the kindness offered to her ー a kindness she did not deserve then, a kindness she still does not deserve now ー the bodyguard swore her absolute loyalty to the CEO. It was only due to Eirene’s mercy that Cinnabar still stood today, after all, hiding her away from the consequences of her sins and saving her from the authorities, despite knowing the risk that came with hiring her.

So. Does she do this because of the pay? Miss Eirene was right. It wasn't. It never was because of the payment, no. This ー protecting Eirene, willingly jumping in front of harm's way to keep her from it ー This was all out of devotion. Of gratefulness. And should the need arise, Cinnabar was confident that she would gladly trade her own safety all over again if it meant Eirene's.

A shade of red made its way to the tip of Cinnabar's ears as she felt the blonde's touch against her skin, wiping any hint of blood away while leaving in its wake a searing warmth instead. Miss Eirene's concern really is... This hint of gentleness that Cinnabar's finally beginning to realise she only shows to others so rarely... Really, truly... Cinnabar did not deserve it all.

She placed her hand over Eirene’s before she could let it fall back down to her side; bringing it closer instead, briefly, as though she was about to brush her employer's knuckles against her lips only to give it a gentle squeeze instead. And in a quiet, yet earnest whisper, she finally answered:

"All of this is for you, Miss Eirene. Everything I do. Everything I am."

#queenoftheboard #╰ * 𝑪𝑰𝑵𝑵𝑨𝑩𝑨𝑹 ： in character. #╰ * 𝑪𝑰𝑵𝑵𝑨𝑩𝑨𝑹 ： misc. asks. #aaaaaa i'm so sorry for being late i definitely did not take six years to figure out my password #anyway all i'm saying is cinny would die for eirene thank you for coming to my ted talk

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「   RP MEME :      GALA  STARTERS .   」   * change pronouns as needed .

‘ i didn’t know they let just anyone into this event. ’ 

‘ i’m surprised to see you here. ’

‘ of course i find you at the bar. ’

‘ what are you drinking, gorgeous/handsome? ’

‘ sorry, you just caught my eye. ’

‘ can i get you a drink? ’

‘ it’s a pleasure to meet you.’

‘ my, my. how long has it been, ___ ? ’

‘ you look like you needed a drink. ’

‘ please, i have an open seat at my table tonight. ’

‘ you clean up well. ’  

‘ i’ve heard so much about you. it’s nice to finally put a face to the name.’

‘ is this seat taken? ’

‘ i spotted you in the crowd and wanted to say hello. ’

‘ i’ve never seen you at one of these things before. ’

‘  i’m giving a speech at the ceremony. ’

‘ can you believe they managed to get a live band this year? ’

‘  are you going to the afterparty? ’

‘ i hope they’re not expecting me to sing/play. ’

‘ oh , you’re giving the speech tonight? ’

‘ these events never fail to bore me. ’

‘ i love coming to these things. ’

‘shh. the ceremony is starting.’

‘ when can we go home? ’

‘ care for a dance? ’

‘ yes, that was my way of asking if you’d like to dance. ’

‘ dance with me. ’

‘ did you come with someone tonight? ’

‘ you look amazing. ’

‘ is that your plus-one over there? ’

‘ i can’t stop looking at you. ’

‘ no one compares to you tonight. ’

‘ drink. i could use a drink.’

#╰ * 𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑳 ： prompts. #i nap first then i write after

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Of course it's Chameleon.

#╰ * 𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑳 ： out of character. #it's because i always choose to do the endless loop option in her supervision i swear #if i don't go through it three times before choosing the right option what's the point

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Coquelic hates me for real but at least I got Shalom! Now my Rahu doesn't have to be so lonely. :)

#╰ * 𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑳 ： out of character. #also thank you to those who greeted me back i love you i'm in your walls now no refunds

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SINNER DETAINED ー THREAT ASSESSMENT A ! MBCC － S － 299: CINNABAR

cxnvicts   ー   an independent, semi-selective, and low-activity multi-muse featuring Path to Nowhere’s certainly up-to-no-good Sinners: Chameleon, Cinnabar, McQueen, Female!Chief, and more as imagined by Milky !!

report   //   dispatch assignments // muses

#╰ * 𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑳 ： promos. #path to nowhere rp #ptn rp

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Happy Anniversary, PtN RPC!

#╰ * 𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑳 ： out of character. #:3c

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and if I return what then

#╰ * 𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑳 ： out of character.

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my baby

#╰ * 𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑳 ： out of character. #I used 1.5k hypercubes to get her but it was worth it because I won 5 arrest warrants anyway :> #KISSES HER my tiny thing my littlest meow meow my precious cinny

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𝟏𝟎𝟎 𝑵𝑶𝑵𝑽𝑬𝑹𝑩𝑨𝑳 𝑷𝑹𝑶𝑴𝑷𝑻𝑺 .    (  a  collection  of  100  nonverbal  action  prompts .   mature  and  potentially  triggering  themes  are  present .   add  “ + reverse ”  to  swap  assigned  roles . )

∗ o1﹕ sender  tucks  hair  out  of  receiver’s  face . ∗ o2﹕ sender  offers  receiver  a  bite  from  their  fork . ∗ o3﹕ sender  places  their  feet / legs  in  receiver's  lap . ∗ o4﹕ sender  offers  receiver  an  earbud  to  share  their  music . ∗ o5﹕ sender  comforts  receiver  in  the  aftermath  of  a  nightmare . ∗ o6﹕ sender  gives  receiver  company  in  the  hospital . ∗ o7﹕ sender  wraps  their  arms  around  a  hysterical  receiver  to  calm  them . ∗ o8﹕ sender  shows  up  at  receiver’s  home  late  at  night . ∗ o9﹕ sender  falls  asleep  leaning  against  receiver . ∗ 1o﹕ sender  wields  a  [ gun / knife ]  at  receiver . ∗ 11﹕ sender  runs  their  fingers  through  receiver’s  hair . ∗ 12﹕ sender  invites  receiver  to  dance . ∗ 13﹕ sender  takes  a  [ picture / video ]  of  receiver . ∗ 14﹕ sender  places  their  head  in  receiver’s  lap . ∗ 15﹕ sender  and  receiver  make  eye  contact  across  a  busy  room . ∗ 16﹕ sender  pushes  receiver  against  a  wall  to  kiss  them . ∗ 17﹕ sender  and  receiver  cook  together . ∗ 18﹕ sender  comes  to  receiver  after  being  injured . ∗ 19﹕ sender  sits  in  receiver’s  lap . ∗ 2o﹕ sender  lifts  receiver's  chin ,  invoking  eye  contact . ∗ 21﹕ sender  overtakes  receiver  in  combat . ∗ 22﹕ sender  finds  receiver  [ injured / bloodied ] . ∗ 23﹕ sender  straightens  an  article  of  receiver’s  clothes . ∗ 24﹕ sender  crawls  into  bed  with  receiver . ∗ 25﹕ sender  rolls  their  eyes  at  receiver . ∗ 26﹕ sender  lights  receiver’s  [ cigarette / joint ] . ∗ 27﹕ sender  is  caught  wearing  receiver's  clothes . ∗ 28﹕ sender  strikes  receiver  with  a  pillow . ∗ 29﹕ sender  writes  a  note  on  receiver’s  skin :  [ note ] . ∗ 3o﹕ sender  wraps  a  blanket  around  receiver’s  shoulders . ∗ 31﹕ sender  runs  and  jumps  into  receiver’s  arms . ∗ 32﹕ sender  shoves  receiver  out  of  anger . ∗ 33﹕ sender  hovers  over  receiver’s  shoulder  as  they  complete  a  task . ∗ 34﹕ sender  is  found  by  receiver  somewhere  they  shouldn’t  be . ∗ 35﹕ sender  curls  up  against  receiver  in  their  sleep . ∗ 36﹕ sender  is  found  drunk  by  receiver . ∗ 37﹕ sender  throws  an  item  of  sentiment  bitterly  at  receiver . ∗ 38﹕ sender  joins  receiver  in  the  shower . ∗ 39﹕ sender  is  caught  following  receiver . ∗ 4o﹕ sender  traces  one  of  receiver’s  [ scars / bruises ] . ∗ 41﹕ sender  twines  their  fingers  with  receiver’s . ∗ 42﹕ sender  barges  into  receiver’s  home  unannounced . ∗ 43﹕ sender  kicks  receiver’s  shin  beneath  a  table . ∗ 44﹕ sender  aggressively  shoves  past  receiver . ∗ 45﹕ sender  kisses  receiver’s  [ forehead / cheek ] . ∗ 46﹕ sender  pulls  receiver  out  of  harm’s  way . ∗ 47﹕ sender  is  found  sobbing  by  receiver . ∗ 48﹕ sender  locks  receiver  out  of  their  room . ∗ 49﹕ sender  brings  receiver  [ coffee / tea ]  in  the  morning . ∗ 5o﹕ sender  rests  their  forehead  against  receiver’s . ∗ 51﹕ sender  plays  a  song  for  receiver  that  reminds  them  of  them :  [ song ] . ∗ 52﹕ sender  takes  a  [ punch / stab / bullet ]  meant  for  receiver . ∗ 53﹕ sender  buys  receiver  a  drink  at  a  bar . ∗ 54﹕ sender  needs  receiver’s  help  getting  in  the  bath . ∗ 55﹕ sender  and  receiver  cross  paths  in  the  kitchen  late  at  night . ∗ 56﹕ sender  twists  receiver’s  arm  behind  their  back . ∗ 57﹕ sender  winks  at  receiver . ∗ 58﹕ sender  is  found  collapsed  by  receiver . ∗ 59﹕ sender  prevents  an  injured  receiver  from  getting  up . ∗ 6o﹕ sender  claps  a  hand  over  receiver’s  mouth  to  silence  them . ∗ 61﹕ sender  cages  receiver  against  a  [ wall / the floor ]  with  their  arms . ∗ 62﹕ sender  storms  away  from  receiver  during  an  argument . ∗ 63﹕ sender  is  found  by  receiver  sleeping  in  receiver’s  bed . ∗ 64﹕ sender  [ applies / touches up ]  receiver’s  makeup . ∗ 65﹕ sender  throws  receiver  into  a  wall  during  combat . ∗ 66﹕ sender  dances  sensually  with  receiver . ∗ 67﹕ sender  strikes  receiver  across  the  face . ∗ 68﹕ sender  places  their  hand  on  receiver’s  leg  while  driving . ∗ 69﹕ sender  pulls  a  chair  out  from  under  receiver . ∗ 7o﹕ sender  catches  receiver’s  wrist  when  they  turn  to  leave . ∗ 71﹕ sender  leaves  an  intimate  mark  on  receiver . ∗ 72﹕ sender  beats  receiver  in  a  video  game . ∗ 73﹕ sender  and  receiver  stand  in  stunned  silence  after  a  fight . ∗ 74﹕ sender  cares  for  receiver  while  they’re  sick . ∗ 75﹕ sender  and  receiver  go  on  a  hike . ∗ 76﹕ sender  is  caught  snooping  in  receiver’s  things . ∗ 77﹕ sender  and  receiver  cuddle  while  watching  television . ∗ 78﹕ sender  throws  something  aggressively  at  receiver . ∗ 79﹕ sender  creeps  up  behind  receiver  to  scare  them . ∗ 8o﹕ sender  and  receiver  go  shopping  together . ∗ 81﹕ sender  helps  receiver  [ dye / style ]  their  hair . ∗ 82﹕ sender  draws  receiver  into  a  kiss  by  the  back  of  their  neck . ∗ 83﹕ sender  is  discovered  having  a  panic  attack  by  receiver . ∗ 84﹕ sender  accidentally  injures  receiver  during  sparring . ∗ 85﹕ sender  grabs  receiver  roughly  by  the  hair . ∗ 86﹕ sender  brings  receiver  to  their  knees  during  combat . ∗ 87﹕ sender  shows  receiver  evidence  of  a  lie  they  told . ∗ 88﹕ sender  winks  [ seductively / mockingly ]  at  receiver . ∗ 89﹕ sender  yells  at  receiver  to  put  their  hands  in  the  air . ∗ 9o﹕ sender  helps  receiver  patch  up  a  wound . ∗ 91﹕ sender  holds  receiver  as  they  cry . ∗ 92﹕ sender  silently  and  angrily  points  receiver  towards  the  door . ∗ 93﹕ sender  gestures  for  receiver  to  sit  down . ∗ 94﹕ sender  pulls  receiver  into  their  lap . ∗ 95﹕ sender  cradles  receiver’s  face . ∗ 96﹕ sender  tackles  receiver  out  of  the  way  of  danger . ∗ 97﹕ sender  has  hidden  an  injury  from  receiver ,  and  receiver  finds  out . ∗ 98﹕ sender  confronts  receiver  about  their  unhealthy  behavior . ∗ 99﹕ sender  proposes  to  receiver . ∗ 1oo﹕ sender  has  just  died ,  receiver  finds  out .

#╰ * 𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑳 ： prompts.

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↪     𝑫𝑰𝑹𝑬 𝑺𝑰𝑻𝑼𝑨𝑻𝑰𝑶𝑵𝑺  .    (   a  collection  of  dire / urgent situation  sentence  &  action  starters .   adjust  phrasing  +  ʳᵉᵛᵉʳˢᵉ  as  necessary .   )

𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐔𝐄 :

hide .   hide now .

shh !!  there’s somebody in the house .

i’m not gonna hurt you !  see ?  look ,  i’m putting down the  [ weapon ] .

[ name ] ,  what were you thinking ?!

you’re being followed ,  pretend you know me .

stop , stop !  just put the  [ weapon ]  down !

drive ,  just drive fast !

you seriously think i could’ve done this ?

can you walk ?  i need you to walk for me ,  okay ?

let me handle it ,  just go !

what was your plan ??  you could’ve gotten yourself killed !

you’re just going to leave me here ?!

[ name ] ,  can you hear me ?  get out of there !

you knew and you didn’t tell me ?!

don’t you know how dangerous this is ?

you’re not going to shoot me .

move and you die .

i’m gonna come back for you ,  do you hear me ?

we have to stop the bleeding .

can you see how many fingers i’m holding up ?

i just want to go home !

don’t move a fucking muscle .

if it weren’t for you ,  we wouldn’t be in this mess .

i almost DIED back there ,  and you’re laughing ?

you’re only making this worse for yourself .

you think this is a joke ?

if i go down ,  i want you to run .

we’re gonna die ,  so what’s the point ?

this was the ONE thing i told you not to do .

i can’t promise we’re going to make it out of here .

where’s your first - aid kit ?!

just calm down and find your phone ,  we need to call the police .

someone’s been stalking me .

just listen to me for once !

i didn’t think you had it in you .

put the gun down ,  and kick it over here .

we can’t stick around here ,  let’s go .

kiss me before we die .

do whatever you need to do ,  hurry .

i can’t breathe ,  i can’t -

please ,  please  -  let me in ,  there’s someone -

i’m gonna give you one last chance .

you have to believe me ,  i didn’t do this !

run ,  and don’t look back .

this is real ,  i’m real .  look at me .

take this .  it’ll keep you safe .

follow my instructions very closely .

put your hands where i can see them .

you can’t just let me die !

i think  …  i think i need a doctor .

we need to get out of here ,  come on .

no ,  this isn’t it .  we’re getting you out of this .

you panicking is not going to help us right now .

𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 :

[ GETAWAY ]  sender acts as a getaway driver for receiver .

[ MEDIC ]  sender arrives on receiver’s doorstep ,  badly bleeding .

[ HIDE ]  sender and receiver hide from a threat together .

[ HUSH ]  sender clasps a hand over receiver’s mouth to silence them .

[ DRAG ]  sender physically hauls receiver to safety .

[ RIGHTS ]  sender calls receiver from a police precinct .

[ REALITY ]  sender helps receiver through an episode of derealization .

[ SHELTER ]  sender and receiver must find shelter from a storm  .

[ ARMED ]  sender brandishes a  [ gun / knife ]  at receiver .

[ CRASH ]  sender and receiver survive a  [ car / bike ]  crash together .

[ SEARCH ]  sender barges into the hospital demanding to see receiver .

[ BACKUP ]   sender calls receiver panicking after committing a crime .

[ CORNERED ]  sender menacingly backs receiver into a corner .

[ UNEXPECTED ]  receiver comes home to find sender already inside .

[ BREATHE ]  sender helps receiver get through a panic attack .

[ BADGE ]  sender and receiver flee from the cops together .

[ STRANDED ]  sender and receiver become stranded in the woods .

[ EMBRACE ]  sender kisses receiver thinking it’ll be the last time .

[ STRANGER ]  sender can’t remember who receiver is after an injury .

[ TOKEN ]  sender gives receiver a lucky charm before they go into battle .

[ CHOICE ]  receiver has to choose between sparing their own life or the sender’s .

#╰ * 𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑳 ： prompts. #i added a few muses and removed some but shhh don't worry about it #now i finally sleep at 3pm

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TAG NINE PEOPLE YOU’D LIKE TO KNOW BETTER!

favourite colour(s): purple/green/blue

favourite flavour(s): ummm is crispy a flavour? i'll eat anything as long as it's crispy

favourite genre(s): documentaries, fantasy, true crimes, comedy, just about anything, really

favourite music: jpop (accamer, suisei, ado, inabakumori most especially), but i generally listen to anything

favourite movie: squints... this is hard... um... let's go with violet evergarden because i've rewatched it so many times now

favourite series: for games it would be persona, final fantasy, and atelier but we don't talk about ryza. for anime, honey and clover, spyfa, 86

last song: kotoha's cover of yoriyoi... don't worry about the lyrics

last movie:  umm one of the marvel movies... which one was it... i binged watched phase 4 while playing ffxiv so i don't remember...

currently reading: a lot, actually, with very long names, so let me just give you the ones i most especially look forward to every update: "witch hat atelier", "kabuki gaisha magi lumiere", "the guy she was interested in wasn't a guy at all"!

currently watching: from this airing season: "tensei oujo", "saikyou onmyouji", "endo and kobayashi live," and season 2 of "bofuri!"

currently working on: getting yelan...

tagged by: @violentsinnxr and @queenoftheboard thank you! tagging: i'm so behind on this so everyone i follow's probably done this but if you haven't yet, here's your sign!

#╰ * 𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑳 ： dash. games. #╰ * 𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑳 ： out of character.

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Eirene's demeanor and body language as she walked off the interrogation room was not the one of a criminal who had been subjected to some sort of tension-filled and potentially threatening experience. On the contrary: there was a calm to her movements and a small smile on the painted lips, the president of Quinn seemingly as composed as she was after leaving a shareholders' meeting.

Upon seeing Cinnabar standing right outside, however, Eirene paused - it was clearly unexpected (not the fact that the other Sinner was behind bars, but that she was just outside of the room occupied by her former employer until a minute ago) and it showed in her distinctively colored orbs, but it was also a pleasant turn of events.

Given her civility in the interrogation room as well as the shackles over her, nothing in Eirene required additional security to move her to the cell - and thus she had been free to walk over to the bodyguard, a warmer look washing over the businesswoman's face as she stopped right in front of the brunette, a gloved hand reaching for Cinnabar's chin very softly.

"It's good to see you again, my dear," the blonde murmured, and the digits which were free of any fabric brushed softly against the security specialist's cheek, going as far as pushing some of her hair to the side before moving away. Eirene's hold was then limited to her chin and moving her head from one side to the other as if inspecting the younger woman. "How have they been treating you? I hope they have given you the same courtesy showed to me thus far - it would be so very rude of the Bureau otherwise." And although the older Sinner hadn't voiced it, there had been just the softest hint of protectiveness in her last words regarding Cinnabar's detainment.

╰ * unprompted // always welcome!

Pacing back and forth like this wasn't quite like her. Usually, Cinnabar stood tall and firm, even when she was confused or unsure, with little to no fidgeting other than the usual glances at the wall or up at the ceiling. And even then, she would be quick to correct herself.

She'd been like this ever since she heard of Eirene's arrival at the MBCC. Not as a guest of some sort, and not for business, either, but rather, as a Sinner. Her heart sank, once the quiet whispers reached her ears. How could this be? She wondered to herself. Repeatedly. How could this be, when Miss Eirene had done so much, had always been so very careful about the truth, had always held everyone a few paces away, just to keep her secret safe? Miss Eirene, who was always ten steps ahead of everyone. Miss Eirene, who always had an escape planned out should things go awry. There must be some sort of mistake.

And yet ー there she stood. With a look that felt so warm that Cinnabar could almost crumble.

She let out a breath she hadn't even been aware of holding, nearly leaning into the other's touch had Eirene not moved away so soon. Instead, Cinnabar gave a small smile, cheeks warming up, just a little, at the other’s concern. 

"I amー" Cinnabar swallowed, heart swelling and aching in a mix of worry, relief, and yearning. Glad. She would have said, if not for the pesky lump in her throat. She was glad to see Eirene again after so long. At the same time, she worried. Wondered, if it was okay for her to feel this relieved to see her former employer here, where she shouldn't be.

"Miss Eirene, what happened? Why are you here? How did they…" No. The former security paused. She'd seen Eirene pull strings first-hand, witnessed how easily she could manipulate the truth if she so willed it. If that was the case, then… "Did you come here on your own, Miss? But… Why?"

#queenoftheboard #╰ * 𝑪𝑰𝑵𝑵𝑨𝑩𝑨𝑹 ： in character. #╰ * 𝑪𝑰𝑵𝑵𝑨𝑩𝑨𝑹 ： misc. asks.

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i was not here

#╰ * 𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑳 ： out of character.

[cxnvicts]

I'll be putting it out there that I'm going to go on a proper hiatus ; v ; I need to work hard for Yelan on two accounts so please pray for me. I will be back once her banner is out and I've finally pulled her!

#╰ * 𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑳 ： out of character. #I NEED HER UE UE

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╰ * what is holding you back? ー cinnabar

ー the inability to see the good in yourself, therefore relying on others to provide it for you

your heart is so full for the people you love. it's sweet, but you've now forgotten how to care for yourself. you only seem to see great things in the people around you. they're wonderful, and you... you don't like what you're seeing in yourself, right? you need to be reminded that you're enough. that you're talented. that you're worthy. that's partly the reason why you reach out so much. you need to hear it from the lips of someone "better" than you. but afterwards, it makes you feel even more guilty and upset. you feel like your actions are self-absorbed. you're aiming for perfection because you see it in others. you're failing to see the flaws in everyone else. i promise, you're no monster. i could say this again and again, but will you believe me when i say you need to find it out for yourself?

tagged by: @queenoftheboard tagging: @ephixltes (nightingale), @violentsinnxr (chief or macchiato), @wiildcardd (kawa), @inbedlam (serpent / luvia or gekka!), @ohdiscity (noxy!)

#╰ * 𝑮𝑬𝑵𝑬𝑹𝑨𝑳 ： dash. games. #thank you for tagging me <3 <3 #But also oof this...

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Not Chelsea walking into chief's office unannounced (again).

Not Chelsea saying, "Is this seat taken?", pointing towards the chief herself as Sitri pounces onto her desk, cracking the wood (again). The crystalized cat blocks - or at least distorts, in her pink shimmering body - anything that may happen.

Not Chelsea inviting herself onto said "seat" before the chief can object, wiggling herself into a comfortable position to almost snuggle into the woman (again). But she is still very alert, and still has her eyes on her prize, grabbing chief's chin - so softly; never harshly with her - and turning her face so they were so close, their noses gracing each other (again). She knows not to rush it too much, wanting permission for anything too close, yet already feeling like she was the queen of the chief's castle...Again.

"Did you miss me, darlin'? Because I missed you oh, so much~..."

╰ * unprompted // always welcome!

Of course it's Chelsea who walks into her office unannounced (again). Of course it's Chelsea who, without even waiting for an answer, props herself on the Chief's lap (again). And of course it's Chelsea who sets aside any semblance of personal space, shamelessly pressing closer against the Chief (again), much to her chagrin.

With an all too tired sigh, the Bureau director places her pen down on the desk and rests her hand over Chelsea's, the corner of her lips arching upward just a little as she looks into those ruby-like hues. This has become a familiar dance between the two, now. And where the Chief would have maybe flushed a quick shade of red from how close they are, she now huffs out a laugh instead, eyes rolling endearingly at the other.

Chelsea is... quite like a cat, the Chief finds. She does whatever she wishes to do, sits wherever she likes, and is one to ignore any protests while begging for affection. Sometimes, the Chief wonders which of the two is the real cat hereーis it Sitri, or Chelsea?

"If you must know," the Chief finally moves Chelsea's hand so it rests on the woman's own lap; one arm loosely looped around the Sinner's hips only to make sure she doesn't accidentally fall. Smiling lazily, she continues matter-of-factly, "I did not. Now please remove yourself from my lap, Countess. I have a few reports to finish. And a table due for yet another repair."

#shiningstages // chelsea. #╰ * 𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑬𝑭 ： misc. asks. #╰ * 𝑪𝑯𝑰𝑬𝑭 ： in character. #Paperwork > Chel 😤

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It's not that Lisa had been keeping an eye out. Only that it concerns her slightly, who ends up getting arrested, because they'll inevitably turn up in her daily life in some way or another, for as long as she has the wretched misfortune of remaining in this place. It concerns her only slightly more that that woman might turn up again—only because she'd given Lisa so much grief already. It's only natural that she'd want to brace herself for further irritation. Because she'd known it'd be only a matter of time before she'd be caught and shackled, too. The Chief had a horrible habit of doing that.

"So you're here after all." It's more for her benefit than McQueen's, though. A thoughtless muttering; a thought that had just... Slipped out. Lisa wastes only a second longer looking McQueen up and down. She looks no worse the wear than the last time Lisa had seen her. Not that Lisa cares, particularly. She turns on her heel to walk away.

The MBCC is acquiring quite a number of artists, lately. There's Enfer and that Hecate girl... And now, she supposes, McQueen. It's only a shame that such a fact has done nothing to improve the fact that the MBCC remains a tacky, dreadful place. Nothing to change the fact she'd rather be anywhere else, anywhere other than here.

╰ * unprompted // always welcome!

The grin that makes its way upon McQueen's features is one that's all too wide and happy the moment she catches sight of Lisa, and also one that immediately falters when the art critic only continues to walk past her after a few words and a brief examination of her appearance. With a quick turn on her heel, McQueen reaches a hand outーfingers catching hold of the soft fabric of Lisa's kimonoーa look of surprise on the former painter's own features.

"Of course I'm here, my lady." She quickly says now that Lisa's forced to pause, her smile returning. "The lovely testimony you've written about me had been amazingly detailed, after all. It's no wonder MBCC found me." Calling her greasy, cunning, and, what was it again? Overly affectionate? The testimony the Chief had shared with McQueen was, indeed, detailed. Why, it seemed like it even had a list of nicknames the Chief could call her by. "I didn’t think I’d left quite the impression on you, Miss Lisa. Although your words, as usual, were rather sharp even on paper, I'm pleased to know that you’ve kept me in your mind."

The forgery trader finds her place beside Lisa, now, matching the other's pace as she continues, "Could it be that you made a report about me because you missed me?" A wink. One she's certain Lisa would respond to with a grimace and when she actually does, McQueen laughs. "Since destiny has brought us together once more, won't you give me a tour around the Bureau? I would be most grateful if you say yes, Miss Lisa."

#ephixltes // lisa. #╰ * 𝙈𝘾𝙌𝙐𝙀𝙀𝙉 ： misc. asks. #╰ * 𝙈𝘾𝙌���𝙀𝙀𝙉 ： in character.