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zoragrace · 11 months
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@lunaferrous has entered. "...?" When she heard a rustling in the bushes, she doubled back to the edge of the wading pool for her Sheikah gauntlet, expecting another run-in with a wild animal or a stray bokoblin rummaging through her clothes. She grabbed her shirt she had left hanging on a branch, hastily covering herself so she had some semblance of decency, her hair dripping wet as it clung to her skin.
"Who's there? I swear, Anton... if that's you, I'm going to throw you into the reservoir and leave you to drown!"
prompted ask.
Well, this wasn't very good. She had strayed too far from the Domain's center on patrol, and her warriors were to where to be found. Rumors had spread that another Lynel had made its way toward the outskirts of her land, and this time, they wanted to keep it away.
She wants to apologize for startling the other, but all formalities were out the window (Even decency didn't matter.) Instead, the Zora appears, crouching behind the bush, holding her trident close with one hand, motioning to the stranger, "Get down! Shush!"
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"There's a Lynel."
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heliinx · 11 months
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"Are you still interested in demon horn? Now, you still won't be getting your hands on mine, but... I can get you some. Through the right channels."
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"........Depends." Heliinx says, quashing her initial impulse to bark a no. " How much? What does daemon-in-manskin want for it? And-and...
Is the daemon-owner still alive?"
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xaallo · 2 years
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/luna approves, lucca is another mountain too tall to blaze for xaallo
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“You mean a valley with monsters at the bottom.”
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mcmcntomorii-later · 2 years
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  Mukuro knew her question was really out of left field, but the question had been on her mind for quite some time now and while she could very easily just search herself, having someone familiar with the area actually help her find something or recommend a place to her was more valuable than just reading text on a screen。
  Hearing that there weren’t really any gambling dens around, a frown visibly formed on Mukuro’s lips。 That was a bit of a bummer to her。 What Luna said next, however, really got Mukuro’s attention and curiosity, never had she heard of a place that one would need a relatively strong stomach to go into, unless this place was also one where snuff films took place。 Hearing that this place that Luna knew about was off the beaten path, really heightened Mukuro’s curiosity。
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「I have a pretty strong stomach,」 given that what Mukuro did for a living, she could stomach quite a lot of grotesque content。 「It takes quite a lot to make me queasy or upset。」
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【 @lunafaeris​ 】 cont. from 【 here 】
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historias-multorum · 2 years
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@lunafaeris​ liked for a starter!
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Much has died down since the events of the past. Lisa Lisa had been keeping a lower profile since she came here to this city. She did enjoy going shopping though, and that’s what she was doing right now. 
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hellguarded-a · 2 years
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@lykaiia​  replied:      obviously an entire meatloaf stuffed in a heart-shaped box
@lunafaeris​  replied:      /a prehistoric dinosaur bone, specifically a giant femur
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          THESE ARE BOTH GOOD AND CORRECT ANSWERS.
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valhyr · 2 years
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@lunafaeris​ asked : "Humans are taught that angels have wings. But the lucky ones of us know that they have four paws." Crouching down, she finished straightening out the scarf she had picked out especially for her dog. Made of soft cotton and white as the driven snow, it perfectly matched her own that she kept tucked underneath her coat, preventing it from flapping in the wind as the cold air started to blow down from the north. Neither she nor her rottweiler seemed to mind the abrupt change in weather though, patting his head and scrunching up his ears for a bit of fun; just one of the many joys of being a hell hound owner.
"Not to be any disservice to you, of course. But dogs have always had a special place in my heart. Humans barely deserve them as it is." (Luna, it's been 84 yeeeears--)
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          This weather offered an idle c o m f o r t ( so dissimilar to the hard-won , unending days of summer ; the blight of winter left her wistful , melancholy touch in everyone ) .  Horned head raises to greet the northward front of the frigid wind blowing down upon the party , eager to snuff them in a cold embrace ; eager to convince them to return to their lodgings.  But not one of them seemed swayed by the weather’s argument , instead content enough to remain here in the midst of snow and windswept chill.  A lone thought is stirred : it has been a while since they’ve gotten together like this , hasn’t it ?
          Points of ears perk , catching the sound of the demon Mistress’ voice.  Attention is easily earned , silver hues settling first on Luna and then to the hellhound in reference.  Watching as the other fusses with the canine’s matching scarf , Verona smiles to herself ; this was not unlike how she treats her own Familiars – like FAMILY , like IRREPLACEABLE COMPANIONS .  There is something g e n u i n e about the exchange ‘tween the beast and his master , something which rouses an air of sentimentality in the great Titan observing just over Luna’s shoulder.  Still , no offense is taken by her words ; neither human nor angel , there was no reason to be ruffled , was there ?  
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          Her gaze shifts back to Luna.  “Oh , I u n d e r s t a n d,” The Valk assures , “I know what it is to prefer the companionship of one’s Familiars to those of ilk or lesser humans.”  She was guilty of it herself , that much was as true as anything.  “I am not so sure humans FULLY GRASP what a blessing these animals can be.”  A mere musing , though there is no weight behind the sentiment.  In the same regard , Verona was uncertain humans truly understood the merit of magic nor the Gods they so frivolously pleaded to— After a moment , the telepathy chimes in again , a note of sincere interest overlaying her words , “He is quite a handsome hound , if I may say.  You keep him well.  Does he have a name ?”
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etputredo · 2 years
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        the girl is soft when she enters , quiet as a mouse , demure as any proper child her age should be . she is careful with the door , holding the handle until it clicks into the frame , then pivots in place to face forward .  ❝  miss basquerville , yes ?  ❞  voice is nervous , but warm , ringing sweetly as a bell . between youth && the innocence swimming in honeyed gaze , it would not be... unexpected for the lady of the room to raise a brow . the young thing hardly resembled the typical clientele of a crossroads demon , after all . but name && time both match the scheduled appointment . she is not lost , or so it would first appear .  ❝  -- you can call me grem , miss . i would like to ask for your assistance in getting home . ❞ @lunafaeris​
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shatteredxglass · 2 years
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@lunafaeris​​ in response to {x}
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“I do admit, I might go a little overboard though,” his chuckle is friendly, perhaps overly so. His eyes pass over some of his own work, going between everything from hanging windchimes, bottles, and even glass rings and jewelry. Some things were purely decorative, though others help more...sinister aspects about them. Weapons of stealth and subterfuge, if one had the knowledge of how they operated. Such as the ring he turned in his fingers, one easily transmutable into a small dagger for emergency purposes. 
“I’d offer you a souvenir, but unfortunately most of these are all claimed already, and I don’t quite remember what ones.”
He paused for a moment at the mention of General Raven, watching the light reflected in the ring in his hand.
“General Raven? I’m afraid I don’t, ma’am,” he said. “I thought I was supposed to be meeting with him as well. But I swear that man avoids doing work like a small town avoids the plague.”  the joke might fall a little flat he thinks, but oh well.
He watches her toy with the oddly shaped bottle for a moment, before inclining to speak up again,
“I’d be careful with that one. If you swirl it around too much, might explode in a fiery burst.” At least he thinks its one of those ones. Filled with just a bit of flammable liquid. The glass itself alchemically charged to shatter and ignite the liquid inside if put under just a little too much pressure.
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galeleads · 2 years
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@lunafaeris​ requested. "Pardon me, but that's my scarf." After a strong gust of wind caught her scarf, stripping it off her neck, she had been forced to give chase before she lost sight of it. If it hadn't been out in public, on the sidewalk, she could have easily snatched it up by flitting over there with her shadows... but she still had to keep a low profile, even in a country who was prevalent in strange things like alchemy. She walked up to where the young woman happened to catch her scarf from blowing further down the street, holding out her hand and hoping she would be polite enough to hand it over without making a scene. After all, it was her favorite white scarf; it would be a shame to sully it with ash and dust. Or car exhaust. Or blood. (Luna)
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             Narrow pathways in Central created an ideal windtunnel on brisk winter days. (For once, the gusts were not of her own design.) On days like these, the winds carried umbrellas, lost mittens, and leaves with relative ease. The windborne had every mind to almost knot her own scarf around her neck to prevent it from flying away.So, when she saw the white cloth cross her path, she hurried to make sure it didn’t hit the soiled pavement. It was such a beautiful shade of white. Almost untouched by the city air. She hadn’t had it more than a minute before a voice called out to her, claiming the scarf, “Yes, of course, here you are.” She hands it to the other, smiling, “Luckily it blew right into my arms. It is quite a beautiful scarf, miss.” 
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asaraltu · 2 years
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[check up] your muse checks up on my muse to make sure they're okay (Luna)
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He didn't know how long they'd been fighting by that point, and frankly, he didn't care. For the past several months, Luna had become someone to him--someone important. Important enough to let her follow him on the battlefield with her musket and hellhounds. Important enough to stand at his side as he shouted marching orders to his yokai army that were there to fight another day against invaders who wanted to reclaim Nanzan's seemingly abandoned but verdant shores for themselves. He knew what temptation they offered, in this lush, tropical paradise that was full of blooms and life for the taking... were it not still under the reign of the Uchiha dynasty's last prince. So, he fought like hell to keep it from falling into the hell his enemies had always wanted it to.
In the fiery aftermath, when the scorched sands and burnt underbrush slowly disintegrated in the smoldering flames, he felt himself overcome with weariness. Having expended more energy than he usually did--likely from overexerting the dark magic of the God Tree he'd absorbed centuries ago--it was Luna who caught him and propped him in her arms, brows resting together as he respirated exhaustively.
"I'm fine," he panted, though he made no effort to sit up. If anything, he wanted to remain near the demoness, a woman whose presence was like a balm to his weary soul--or, what was left of it.
"Just give me a moment, then we can return to the palace."
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shikkotsunin · 2 years
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@lunafaeris​ -- ;
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“Come on in! You’re just in time.”
The Sheikah set aside the blueprints she’d been poring over, maps of Sheikah Shrines stacked in arrays among the lost technology that populated her workshop. It was demanding work, but also something she found completely engrossing in the best way possible. On the outskirts of Kakoriko Village, she wasn’t exactly close to the heart of the township and therefore was afforded her freedom and privacy, though it was nice to be around customers and the odd enquiring mind. 
“Er, I just finished some work. I don’t spring appointments or random missions on passersby, promise.”
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xaallo · 2 years
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luna vc: i'd be open to it, but it would be a lot to explain to my human students
lunafaeris
luna vc: i also accept part time
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“Not to worry, I have a guise for just an occasion. I don’t require payment; the chance to dance is recompense enough.”
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an-ordinary-roach · 2 years
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"Well, well, that was a resounding success~." Clearly pleased with her work, she stood hunched over the dead body, blood slowly pouring out of a gaping hole through his heart, a gentle snow falling all around them as if painting the scene with a poetic sense of irony. She leaned her rifle up against her shoulder, the cold steel of the barrel pressing into her neck as she dug through their blazer, taking just a few moments to find what she was looking for. A wallet, with a few measly bills inside but more importantly: an ID badge. Detailing his rank and number in the Exorcist Organization.
"Hm. He's only a second year, fresh off the chopping block. But he did prove useful. Your blood together with my bullets worked wonders. Those anti-demons wards he threw up shattered in an instant. I could get used to this. Having this kind of an edge over them certainly levels the playing field." (Luna)
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And the demon watched everything from the top of Luna's head, front row seats they've called it. Wanted to be there for when she tried out their blood on the test run, wanted to see the results cuz really... They've never tried it out this way and wanted it to witness it first hand. Wow, was the results promising! They felt a little sorry to hear the target was a person who just got out of training, but that's fine. They'll keep the body and wipe his soul and mind to be a new person, or make a new construct or have it be a host for a new horde of intrusions. The roach fluttered off Luna's head and landed right on top of the target. Chittering while tapping away with their antennae to judge the damage, making a descending whistle finding the wound itself. "Hohoh Jeez that was great!~ And did I keep my promise or did I keep my promise?~ My kind's blood is good for this stuff, it's why necromancers and liches love us so much." The demon stood on their tiny tips toes proudly, "If ya need some of this not in, ya know... uh- Blood form, I got a pal who has like?? Hard pangolin plates, works well as the ichor, but I gotta convince him to let me borrow a scute or two when he sheds em."
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erloeser-a · 2 years
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@lunafaeris said:  luna vc: take me w/ you
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               “let’s go before we get sick, too.” picks up, drapes over shoulder & makes a run for it. 
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historias-multorum · 2 years
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@lunafaeris​ liked for a starter!
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“Ah! Hello there!” Johnathan called out to the duo of strangers. “You must be new right? Well, welcome to London.” He greeted with a smile. “My name is Johnathan Joestar and you are?”
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