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❝𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 - 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥 𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭 𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭?❞
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Pyrrha, unbothered by the noises of those around her, finished the song she'd been humming and stopped wiping Milo's blade for a moment. She lifted him gently in the gentle glow of the city's lights, her bright green optics scanning over the shining blade, inspecting her own work. Seemingly +
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His ears twitched at the sound of a sword being cleaned, his hypersensitive hearing picking up on it, so he made his way over, looking at her weapon.
He wouldn't reveal that he knew who she was yet. . .he understood the need for secrecy.
"A fine weapon you have there, lass. . ."
His ears twitched at the sound of a sword being cleaned, his hypersensitive hearing picking up on it, so he made his way over, looking at her weapon.
He wouldn't reveal that he knew who she was yet. . .he understood the need for secrecy.
"A fine weapon you have there, lass. . ."
bathed in the golden light, the general’s honey eyes softened slightly. healing magic… something like that could’ve helped her back in Quincy. but she wouldn’t spiral again—not over all the things she 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥'𝘷𝘦 done but didn’t.
" that… actually heals .ᐣ to what extent .ᐣ "
" that… actually heals .ᐣ to what extent .ᐣ "
the dovahkiin just offered a kind smile, he understood the distrust, he really did.
"the magicka i control chills the air around my hand, allowing me to direct the flow of it."
he said, looking at the golden energy swirling around his hand.
"this spell in my hand is part of the restoration +
"the magicka i control chills the air around my hand, allowing me to direct the flow of it."
he said, looking at the golden energy swirling around his hand.
"this spell in my hand is part of the restoration +
" I've seen many strange things, but nothing like that. " right now, she missed the rifle in her hands. the wasteland teaches you never to trust anyone. and those powers seemed dangerous.
" well, back then, before the war, we had refrigerators. Those could create ice. how… do you do it .ᐣ "
" well, back then, before the war, we had refrigerators. Those could create ice. how… do you do it .ᐣ "
"hmm? oh, no, just gifted in the arcane arts."
he said, holding a hand up as it ignited on fire, then shifted to lighting, then to frost, and then to a soft gold energy."
"where i'm from, magicka is common. . .is it not here?"
he said, holding a hand up as it ignited on fire, then shifted to lighting, then to frost, and then to a soft gold energy."
"where i'm from, magicka is common. . .is it not here?"
" and it’s been far too long since anyone called me that. "
to the world, she was the General—too accustomed to functioning within hierarchies, perhaps. lost in thought, until she… noticed what his hands were doing.
" ... please tell me you’re 𝗻𝗼𝘁 radioactive. "
to the world, she was the General—too accustomed to functioning within hierarchies, perhaps. lost in thought, until she… noticed what his hands were doing.
" ... please tell me you’re 𝗻𝗼𝘁 radioactive. "
"well, I have an amazing sense of humor, lass."
he said, his grin turning into a smile as he hummed in thought, pulling a bottle of mead from his bag and using frost magic to chill it.
"been far too long since i've met someone with good humor."
he said, his grin turning into a smile as he hummed in thought, pulling a bottle of mead from his bag and using frost magic to chill it.
"been far too long since i've met someone with good humor."
the general’s lips twitched a little, and she looked away exhaling softly through her nose—the closest thing to a laugh one would ever hear from her.
" all my jokes are good. though, for now, only you and my daughter seem to find them amusing. "
" all my jokes are good. though, for now, only you and my daughter seem to find them amusing. "
he was silent for a moment before he snorted, followed soon by full-blown laughter.
"oh, by the nine, that was a good one."
he said, nodding his head with a wide grin.
"oh, by the nine, that was a good one."
he said, nodding his head with a wide grin.
she leaned on the bar, cheek resting on gloved her hand.
" 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘦—𝘸𝘰𝘭𝘧 " she whispered the word, raising her eyebrows.
" 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘦—𝘸𝘰𝘭𝘧 " she whispered the word, raising her eyebrows.
"most notice the fangs before they notice the canines."
he said, shrugging his shoulders as he leaned against the counter, looking at her.
"hmm. . .don't know, what do ya call it?"
he asked, a grin on his face as he raised a brow upwards in curiosity.
he said, shrugging his shoulders as he leaned against the counter, looking at her.
"hmm. . .don't know, what do ya call it?"
he asked, a grin on his face as he raised a brow upwards in curiosity.
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