#/i also owe u a reply on k.arna too but its till a wip😎

[viijaya]

@ardenssolis​​ said ; Throws a wink in Arjuna's direction knowing he was going to think about it all day. / 𝐔𝐍𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃

       Archery has always required for the individual practicing it to possess not only a specific set of skills when it came down to wielding the bow, but most importantly, a concentration of steel; a field in which Arjuna excelled on and has proved to further exceed the expectations placed on him time and time again. Despite his knowledge and skills, this has not hindered his daily practices, as he’s been taught in person a long time ago how pride could be detrimental for growth, a matter that although sometimes still managed to slip past him (for amongst all, he still had a human side), he still found his way to combat against it whenever he became aware of his own actions.

A couple of hours have passed already, and with his training oficially coming to an end, (or well, for the time being at least). Lowering his shoulders, he makes his bow dissipates in thin air. His rigid posture now aquiring a slightly more relaxed stance, yet despite this, the tenseness on his shoulders remains, as it has never been too easy to get rid off of control. Extending his hand forward, he attempts to reach for his quivers, yet something manages to draw him away from them, something he couldn’t quite bring himself to explain but that pulled him to turn his head around. It was the sensation of someone observing him, something he was used to, however this time, the pair of eyes that were staring him felt different, like a pressure that would not leave until Arjuna agreed to paid attention to it. It was a stare that felt .... 

Difficult to ignore.

Calmly does he turn his head around, an image that offered quite the contrast if one carefully observed the rest of his body language up close. Hands clenched into fists, brows slightly furrowing, it was undeniable that his defenses were up despite how controlled his actions were, yet this? as soon as his eyes raise to finally meet the intense sensation that felt like a poke to his neck𑁋 all the control Arjuna had seconds ago found its way to crumble without his authorization-

A wink, a simple small wink sent straight to his way. Nothing more, nothing less. That was all it took to momentarily shatter the controlled facade the prince carried.

How should one react when someone was daring enough to send a wink to their way? Should one be daring back, and answer it? Much like how some words often carried a thousand different meanings, a wink could equally carry a thousand meanings as well. With the ambiguity it carried, sometimes, a simple wink was enough to start a conflict or a fight, however other times, a wink was like an arrow piercing one’s heart. With all these posibilities lingering in the air, it is the playful aura surrouding the action what brings him to cross the posibility of mockery from the endless list he was starting to fabricate inside his mind.

This wasn’t an insult. Definitely not a provocation to fight either, as one simply cannot just wink like that to another with such panache. Against how he would have wished to react, Arjuna freezes in response, and with the attempt to redeem the impact such a simple action has caused on him, he quickly extends his hand forward to take hold of his quivers, however his gaze fails to part ways from Ozymandias’ one, almost as if he’s been temporarily enchanted, and in response, he accidentally manages to knock down the two quivers he’s been trying to take hold of. This wasn’t an insult, but it was definitely an attack! to his composure at least- without even realizing it, his lips have parted open, and upon realizing so, he quickly closes his mouth and turns around to face the direction of the noise the quivers falling have provoked.

Quickly does he take hold of the arrows scattered across the ground and tucks them back inside the quivers in an almost robotic-like manner, embarassment suddenly washing all over him as he unconciously raises a hand to cover a small dry cough.... As if Ozymandias could even hear that !! If there was one thing Arjuna despised, it was not being able to have control over his reactions, and the timid shade of red that was begining to make its way over his cheeks have oficially become the cherry on top of the cake. 

No words! 

this man was utterly strange ! Shameless even ! What did that even mean !? Why did he feel compelled to do such thing ! could it be that he was truly seeking for a fight ? quickly, Arjuna pulls (again) from the back of his head the endless list of posibilities that he has fabricated in order to understand what in the world that wink Ozymandias has done meant, yet quickly does he cut himself from overanalizing as he realizes once again his position- a truly embarassing one at that! He wasn’t going to approach that man! there were... More important things to do- he was a busy man afterall! and thus, before the color on his cheeks could betray him even further than what it has already done, he begins to quickly make his way out of the room without uttering a single word.

      That ... Was certainly something- something he was unwillingly and perhaps even stubbornly going to be thinking for the rest of the day.

#ardenssolis #/TUJOURDIRTOUIRHUGRD HLEPHPEP #IM LAUGHING SO HARDOIRUOGRHU #-temporarily malfunctions- #a.rjuna later that day; laying in bed facing the ceiling- eyes wide open #haunted now frfr #ARENT U EMBARRASSED???? DONT U HAVE SHAME??? #/THIS MADE ME LAUGH SO BAD- i love when interactions bring him to feel completely speechless bc #most of the times he always knows what to do #but in cases like this?? STANDING MAN EMOJI #WHAT IS HE SUPPOSED TO DO?? #im now thinking of that one awkward walking sound s.pongebob makes with his shoes #/one day i will learn how to stop extending things so much however this is notthe day unfortunately smh #BTW THANKS FOR SENDING THIS IN SHI #it was a very funny ask i loved it #emotional dmg -100 #/i also owe u a reply on k.arna too but its till a wip😎