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mikomischief · 11 months

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White hair like a cloud with jade eyes, and horns that could easily be made of amethyst, this being was not from Teyvat. He was not human either, but that was of little consequence at the moment. He assessed her much like she assessed him: for likeness, differences, and, if she had to guess, whether or not she was a threat. The sword in his possession indicated he was no mere passerby, but instead a warrior. How capable? With a gait like that, he had to be quick on his feet, and that gaze of his…

She did not miss the glare. Was it one of disdain? No, perhaps one of irritation since he seemed to be in a hurry before she interrupted him. From what, hiding? Thankfully, he seemed to decide against trying to take her down. Fighting in a place like this—who knew how it affected her electro or if it even worked here? Miko knew how the laws of Teyvat worked, but this place… the disarray in the air unsettled her. Could this other being feel it? That could explain his glare as well.

Yes, it could. A capable warrior looking for a place to hide, and a strange woman interrupts him… she would be frustrated too.

Alas, the glare lasted half a second before he changed his mind. He chose to raise a finger to the front of his mask, a universal indicator for silence, before he explained. His Excellency’s men… to avoid speaking, Miko tilted her head to her right to show her confusion. She couldn’t say she heard of His Excellency before, but he did not sound pleasant from this being’s tone alone. This being… he was on the run then. That had to be it. He was on the run from His Excellency.

Either that, or he wanted to lure her into some sort of trap. Someone he just met. Someone who just arrived in this strange world.

She had little trust to give out, but Miko knew she had limited options. She needed to see how this played out. Staying quiet, she gave the other being a solemn nod of her head.

The sound of a voice has the prince nearly jumping out of his skin. His takes several seconds for his brain to catch up with the rest of his body as his head jerks and his eyes focus in on a woman dressed in white with a practical river of pink hair, just like Rorahm-Vahree, and striking purple eyes. She says she won't reveal his location if he doesn't reveal hers but he can't bring himself to really care about her position all too much.

Someone saw him so that means his short little break to catch his breath was over and he needed to run again. He felt like he was always running. He was either running or dying and he couldn't say he was very fond of either of those options. Though, if he was forced to choose between them it would be running even if that meant once he was caught again the death resulting from it would be so much worse.

Jade eyes are focusing in on the woman and he can't help but glare for half a moment as he tries to decide what he's supposed to do about this. He has multiple options.

Ignore her completely and be on his way, but that run the risk of this woman reporting his appearance to any of Gaudium's forces that could come through looking for him.

Approach her but speak solely in his own tongue and act as if he doesn't understand her. Play the language barrier card and see how she reacts. No one else speaks Misterican in this world anyway so it wouldn't be like she could see through his little rouse should he decide to go such a route.

Tell her the truth and find out what her situation is. If she's running from Gaudium too, she could likely become an alley. But on the other hand, he knows nothing about her and it could be an attempt to get him to trust someone else only so His Excellency can viciously tear them away from him as a way of punishment for daring to run again.

This woman is either going to slow him down or get him killed. He can hear the logical part of himself begging to just ignore her and to keep moving. Even if she's seen him, she'll never match his speed.

But yet there is a hand rising with a single finger raised as he holds it just in front of his mask as if to say silence. So much for the language barrier rouse.

"Keep your voice down. His Excellency's men are everywhere. I will not tell a soul I have seen you, but you must do the same for me."

#shiroikumo #ic; never trust a fox | post #verse; the sun is out again | post vision hunt #thread: Foxes and Fugitives

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mikomischief · 1 year

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Having a sense of direction didn't matter in this place, it seemed. How long had she walked? Hours? Yes, it seemed so, and she hadn't come across anyone, much less a person from her crew. If people lived in this strange world, she hadn't found them yet, which was most disconcerting. Sure, much of Inazuma remained uninhabited, but lightning storms didn't make for ideal living conditions. The weather here seemed... well, boring.

This land was a puzzle, and she lacked many of its pieces. As she walked, her feet continuing at the same, steady pace she started with, a frown lingered on her face. Something powerful possessed the ability to pull her, and probably others, from Teyvat into this world. While it certainly made for an interesting story, the danger to countless lives outweighed the Mora she could make if she made it back home---if. Were she to hazard a guess, whatever force brought her here wouldn't be too eager to let her just leave.

Just her, though? No, hardly. A hand went to her chin as she continued to think. Hundreds of years of experience with Archons and the like forced her to learn one simple truth among many: she was nothing special. Her abilities and near immortality aside, she was nothing more than a drop in the ocean, especially to those who worked with grand schemes. The one in this world... she couldn't tell much at this stage, but the air felt wrong. Not like the beginning of a storm, but... disarray.

Yes, this world felt like it was in disarray. Purposefully.

How odd.

Though, not as odd as the first sign of life she just found. Trees counted, but a living, breathing life form made for much better conversation. Miko froze in her spot, not wanting to startle the one she heard just hide in the same vicinity. To this being's credit, he was excellent at staying quiet. Naturally, with her ears perked, she had to wonder what he could possibly be hiding from. This one couldn't be responsible for bringing her here. No, something was wrong.

"Should I be hiding too?" She thought it to be a fair question, and she asked it with sincerity. "I won't reveal your location if you don't reveal mine, Stranger." If there was one game she knew how to play well, it was hide and seek.

This is it.

He's free. He's not going back this time.

He will do whatever it takes to avoid getting caught and drug back to that damnable castle if it's the last thing he does. Will it ever be the last thing he does? Even when they kill him for his disobedience, he only revives. There's no such thing as a true death for him and as such that made him the perfect toy for that monster. He's not going back.

They will drag back a corpse this time because surely that pint sized pipsqueak of torment and terror has already sent that damnable plant witch out after him. So he needs to be careful in his approach. He needed to go somewhere else. He can't go back to Rorahm-Vahree just yet. If he does they'll surely find him and then they'll both be damned.

He can't risk them finding Rorahm-Vahree when he's so vulnerable.

If they do - if they do then they'll know where he keeps running off to and why. They'll know he has someone in this damnable place and that he isn't completely stuck out in this place terrified and alone. That was another thing. Another complicated ridiculous thing.

He needed to keep his emotions in check lest the beast decide to track him by them. Surely with every frantic beat of his heart the monster feeds. Feeds off him like a never ending buffet of anguish and anxiety.

He's hiding behind a rather large rock formation at the moment, sneaking to peer out around it to observe his surroundings. He needed to stay aware. He needed to remain alert because he couldn't be found by anyone. He is a genetic anomaly of his people and therefore easy to spot and easy to describe. Even if he hadn't been the only Misterican left alive - white was anything but a color that one usually found in the natural born of nearly any kind of beast.

He just needs to move. Even if someone sees him, they'll never catch him. Not with his levels of speed. So the swordsman is bracing his feet against the ground to dart into the air and fly. Fly as fast as his body will allow as a streak of blue light rushing through the air. He needs to make as much ground as possible before they catch up to him.

Before she catches up to him.

So he flies as long as his body will allow. He flies as long he his form will let him keep up these speeds, coming to a slow and letting himself sink back down to the soil below. Heavy breaths leave him once he lands. Hands on his thighs as he stops to take a moment to gather himself before he's running again.

He has to find some kind cover. He can't stay out in the open like this. He can't let anyone see him. Not until he's found his footing. Not until he's managed to forge some kind of life in this place and get his bearings. Once he's established himself then - then he can fight back.

Then he will be Little Cloud no longer...

So he's slipping himself behind a tree, letting his entire form lean up against it's trunk, so his head can tilt back and he can simply let himself for the moment - breathe.

He - He can't let himself get caught again. He won't survive that hell. He doesn't care if His Excellency says that the people of this world would tear him apart. He'd rather the people of these lands render him to nothing than to have to live in that damn castle even one more day. The people here. The people of this land.... there's no way they can be as vile as he's been told they are.

#shiroikumo #ic; never trust a fox | post #verse; the sun is out again | post vision hunt #thread: Foxes and Fugitives

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mikomischief · 1 year

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✩ Yae Miko: Kitsune’s Affections ✩

#gallery; a fox is subtlety itself | self

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mikomischief · 1 year

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not to be boring but I like when evil characters.... well not become “redeemed,” more like they become domesticated. its just delightful when like an evil monstrous little bastard man goes from committing murder to getting mad someone misplaced their costco card or left the jar of mayo on the counter all day.

#shooting stars | wishlist #[ isn't this basically miko 24/7 ]

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mikomischief · 1 year

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@doldoldolcetto liked for a starter!

To the untrained eye, Dublith was a tourist town and relatively boring. To one Yae Miko, Chief Editor of one of Central City's most read newspapers, it was a town full of secrets begging to be unraveled. Something about humans who could transform into animals, or a man who couldn't die---the rumors were all over the place. Her reporters couldn't seem to dig anything up, though. What a shame she had to come here herself...

A magenta umbrella over her head to protect from the rain, she browsed the shop windows. So far, everyone seemed cordial. They exchanged pleasantries with her every so often, and children scampered to and fro---why would they care about a little weather? She let them be. For now, she needed to uphold her cover as a tourist from the city, lost and hungry. Were she in one of her novel, she could classify herself as a damsel in distress.

"Sorry to bother you," she started, her voice wavering as she looked to the ground, "But I got turned around in this town, and I have no idea where I'm going. Do you know where I could stay and rest for a minute? Maybe get something to eat?"

#doldoldolcetto #ic; never trust a fox | post #verse; a fox in amestris | fma #[ I may change that tag later ]#[ but here she is to bug Dol! ]#[ I'm so sorry Dol ]

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mikomischief · 1 year

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I love "Miko’s Ingenuity“ (the track that plays during Miko’s Story Quest cutscene) and upon revisiting the recording I took of the cutscene, I decided I’m gonna be loud about it and say:

We, as a collective, don’t talk enough about this.

We’ve seen Yae appear in a grand total of like 7 different version updates and throughout all of them THIS quest and cutscene is the ONLY time we ever see Miko even a little emotionally vulnerable. And I think it’s an amazing insight into her character.

Miko is gaslight gatekeep girlboss incarnate; she’s a cunning mastermind, likes to tease people and she’s always the one who’s 10 steps ahead in any given situation. We been knew that, and this is a persona she displays that no one has ever been able to break.

but THIS CUTSCENEE

Keep reading

#gallery; a fox is subtlety itself | self #a good myth is hard to kill | meta #[ THIS. ALL OF THIS. ]#[ good job on this post OP ]

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mikomischief · 1 year

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@shiroi---kumo liked for a starter!

It seemed her duties at the Grand Narukami Shrine would have to wait. This wasn't Inazuma, nor could she say it was even Teyvat. Though, trees that looked like mushrooms could be mistaken as part of Sumeru's ecosystem at one point or another. When would they be able to travel freely again and visit other countries? For one thing, they needed to establish relationships with other countries---diplomacy, she told Ei. Inazuma was too closed off from the rest of the world. Neither here nor there, she supposed, when she couldn't pinpoint where she was.

"Is everyone all right?" While she couldn't pinpoint her location, she did remember traveling with others on her way back to the shrine. They were in a boat, were they not? Yes, from Watatsumi Island---someone needed to check in on activities there. She was going over the newest revisions from her protege's novel when she heard the captain utter something about a pillar. Naturally, humans were so curious, and she couldn't blame them. A pillar appearing out of nowhere? Large, dark, and foreboding? It wasn't Ei's work, for sure. So, they wandered straight towards it.

Alas, she didn't hear a reply from any of the crew, nor did she see a boat. Her feet walked on dry land without another soul around. What happened after they got too close to something they shouldn't have? Falling? That sounded right. Why was no one else with her then? Surely they should have fallen with her... unless something else was at work.

"Oh dear. Looks like I'm a bit lost," she mused to herself, shrugging her shoulders. "I suppose I'll have to explore and find out where I am. Ei is going to be upset if I dilly-dally too long."

#shiroikumo #ic; never trust a fox | post #verse; the sun is out again | post vision hunt #[ enjoy~ ]#thread: Foxes and Fugitives

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mikomischief · 1 year

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Small starter call. Any verse!

#ooc; meow meow meow | posts #[ feeling miko's muse today ]#[ she's being loud ]#[ also I did a quick edit for a new dash icon ]

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mikomischief · 1 year

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yae miko ❖ silhouette of a wandering kitsune

#gallery; a fox is subtlety itself | self #[ god I love her so much okay ]#I'll write my way out | queue

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mikomischief · 1 year

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domestic gamer x ruthless business woman moments

#gallery; thunder sounds like home | ei #gallery; a fox is subtlety itself | self #[ I may need an eimiko tag ]#[ because ugh I love this pairing ]#[ my heart ]#I'll write my way out | queue

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mikomischief · 1 year

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Can you fight god?

"I promise I'll be quick about it."

#queen's gambit | dashboard games #[ bahahahahaha ]

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mikomischief · 1 year

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what is your true role in the story?

the one at the crossroads.

questioning yourself again? well it's a hard choice is it not. you always decide you've made your mind but you seem to nevertheless return to this state of uncertainty. are you good or evil? dark or light alas? alas, I am not fit for such details in morality. In my slightly skewed sight of it, neither truly exist. they are but a mindset, but mindset or not, they still give you quite the anxieties hm? you are one who has lived in fear, your heart is hidden, and you don't know who to trust. you doubt you can even trust yourself.

the caustic words of poisonous people have corroded into your skull. "you are evil. you are a monster. you are bad." well that is indeed a bunch of poppycock, mind my language, for the only one who may decide that is you. my dear, you are torn between never allowing others to hurt the ways you hurt, and from running away from all who might harm you again, with gnashing teeth. you are a cornered animal who has been kicked by the ones it trusted. you do not know whether to trust again, for your mind is screaming, don't. but if I may, you can be both. it is not the question of whether you are good or evil, it is the question, what do I deserve and how might I reach that? you do not deserve pain, correct? so never chase that, instead kindly decline and flee from those like your past assailants, but trust the ones who you know are good. sometimes you will find people to be a messy combination of both pain and love, but so are you and I.

my advice is to simply be kind, but be willing to question. always question, always wonder. do not give away your heart on a silver platter my dear, it is worth far more than the sun himself, but don't fail to allow healing. you deserve good things in life. so as you stand between two roads, walk between the third you just now have noticed. life seems to be made of entirely preposterous choices, but if you look close enough, you'll reveal the right ones that are normally hidden from sight. breathe my dear, things will be well. trust yourself, and carve your own path.

tagged by: @shiroi---kumo tagging: steal it!

#queen's gambit | dashboard games #[ is there something you're not telling me miko ]#[ of course there is ]#[ I got this result twice for her ]

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mikomischief · 1 year

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