#{ Lilith Altalune tag pending. }

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☣ — RAVEN EYEBROWS SEEM TO FURROW EVER SO SLIGHTLY AT THE QUESTION ASKED, almost as if he wasn't expecting to be asked something like that by someone else. Truthfully... he hadn't heard that exact question since he'd joined the Black Rose. Otherwise it was a constant question, one that his grandfather used to ask every single experiment. There seems to be something akin to hesitation as he thinks about it, doing his best to come up with some kind of answer with an easily explainable example. The silence between them almost makes it seem as if he wasn't going to answer what was asked of him, but the sudden soft sigh makes it clear he was about to speak. Royal blue irises once again falling down towards the floor.

☣ — "I possess the ability to graft, and by that I do not mean charts or plans of any sort. I take human subjects and alter them in ways unimaginable, much like my grandfather would do for his various... experiments, but I possess the ability to do so naturally compared to him. He would always botch the outcome." There almost appears to be a look of sadness in his eyes when he says this, HAND CLENCHING EVER TIGHTER. Dickson had fallen victim to one of those experiments after all, so in truth, it wasn't exactly an ability he could be proud of. Grafted abominations, they were all just weapons created to kill, his talent wasn't helpful in the slightest. Grandfather lied about that. It was all a lie just so he could make a monster out of his own grandson.

☣ — "I've taken up the ways of the sword now... I serve as an assassin of sorts, sometimes a simple scientist." SURELY IT WAS BETTER THAN WHAT HE USED TO DO.

 ㅤ ㅤAttention brought upon the black haired one without a second guess, ㅤhers was a new never - ending dawn threaten by many and judged by others.ㅤTheirs was a crawl from the abyssal and naught for those who wander in the golden rays.ㅤMonstrosities for the normalㅤ—ㅤand yet gaining a soft spot in the promise of a new day.ㅤTheir conjoined efforts graciously give in an ode of struggle,ㅤof fights that are marred by the obstacles and the glances towards the stars once the dusk covers the land.ㅤThe woman's visage kept with the same expression,ㅤdive in too many thoughts at the same time being aware of the dangers of the surroundings.ㅤBeauty and danger intertwined.

ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤApologies aren't necessary, ㅤthey won't save your neck if it was being judged. ㅤ Save your words for someone that believes such,ㅤand if you think so I tell you in advance that you won’t find what you are looking up here.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤWeapons have many uses in Pandemonium and Terrawilzt,ㅤtheir efficiency depending on the wielder.ㅤLilith does look down to those who,ㅤat first glances,ㅤcan be talking with their devils more than their angels.ㅤIt is a touch of vulnerability,ㅤto relent their purpose to another without second thought;ㅤshe loathes the concept.ㅤAlways had. ㅤIt doesn't mean that she doesn't know that's the living of many that should serve her.

ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤNow that we've skipped the pleasantries ㅤ... ㅤSpeak, ㅤwhat are your abilities ㅤ?ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤShe still has to call up medics.

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🐇 — DISCOMFORT CAME IN MANY SHAPES FOR THE BUNNY-HYBRID, whether it be a large crowd of people swarming his being for various reasons, or the sudden feeling of someone's touch grazing his scarred flesh — mimicking the burning sensation of a whip fresh across his skin. Twinges of phantom pain were constant, even if he always did his best to silently conceal the pain. Then there would always be the mental and emotional scars that the body would never be able to mend...

🐇 — Fear. IT WOULD ALWAYS BE THERE, not just for the sake of his own survival but for the sake of his younger brothers as well. He could always endure the pain and suffering whenever their master needed simply because of the fact that he knew Katsumi and Akio would be spared the same fate as their elder brother. Katsumi was left to take care of Akio, doing the best he could to try and relieve their younger brother of the pain he felt from his illness. Even working on the side here and there, it was never enough money to survive off of. Yet, despite all of the hardships the three faced together, not once had any of them ever let the thought of giving up cross their minds.

🐇 — FLUFFY WHITE EARS LIFT UPWARD EVER SO SLIGHTLY WHEN HEARING THE OTHER SPEAK TO HIM, "I... I promise that I... w-won't do it... again." He does his best to try and reassure the woman of his promise. "P... Please don't tell... my master that I... snuck out. I... I'll give you whatever m-money... I have if you w-won't... tell him." Timid eyes finally lift to meet her gaze, especially due to the fact he wasn't expecting her to invite him further, hence making his original statement seem as if it wasn't needed because of the other's kindness.

🐇 — There's a clear instance of hesitation as he mulls over her words in his mind. HANDS REMAIN AT THE HEIGHT OF HIS TORSO, but his demeanor seems to lighten a bit as he skittishly takes a few steps forward from original position in order to keep her within sight. Tail wiggling, he decides to trust the stranger... even if his his brother always did say he trusts too easily. "W...Would that be... okay? I don't... I don't want to... impose on anyone."

 ㅤ ㅤThe fear of the unknown may become a terror for some ㅤ— ㅤand such was the vision that engulfed the azure irises of the femme, ㅤwhose lashes blinked twice recognizing the consequences of past traumas unraveling in the mechanism of self defense. ㅤTiers push down against each other, ㅤforming a thin line that doesn’t look like a smile nor a frown. ㅤThere is something else reflected in the crystalline surface of the woman.

 ㅤ ㅤTouch.ㅤFrightening but fleeting,ㅤa gathering of sensations that have dissected the personality of the other company.ㅤTendrils of otherworldly flow glide towards the dark fabric of the hand for a moment before uttering the words that the mind have been led to repose.ㅤThat is a raw mode of survival,ㅤmorphed and being unrecognizable by the harboring terror of places lurking in the shadows. ㅤ For bad or even worse, ㅤ those little details make a full picture. ㅤ Here, ㅤ or even in the opposite of the coin that is Tyr, ㅤ in more desperate places cracked in the ebb and flow of the world they have been living in.

 ㅤ ㅤIt takes a few seconds for her to give a final answer for curiosity is not even a sin itself;ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤYou have wander a little too far.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤThere’s somehow a reassuring smile surfacing the tempest prior.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤThis part of the gardens remains mostly hidden.ㅤBut if you followed the animalsㅤ…ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤDark strands of hair oscillate in the gentle wind,ㅤfor Lilith has changed course in the resolve to dig deeper,ㅤfounding herself amidst the instinct of animals and their safety to indulge themselves in the most uncommon conducts.ㅤReassuring,ㅤsomehow.

ㅤㅤThe timid of the contact felt like a insistence far beyond what was necessary.ㅤA contemplation remains;ㅤand so Dawn falls for resolve gains weight in perhaps the most unusual way as the body inclines down a few feet away.ㅤ That way,ㅤ personal space won’t have to suffer more than it already has.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤWould you like to see the restㅤ ?ㅤ I think they got a liking to you.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤ

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☣ — "That's correct." Body remains in a kneeling position. Royal blue irises casted downwards, not even bothering to look up towards the woman of amethyst colored hair due to the fact he could never view himself on her level. He was a mere servant, while she was the Empress of an entire nation that placed their trust into her hands and depended on her for guidance.

☣ — It was obvious. The way that he presented himself to others was never anything more than someone who was willing to follow orders of those that he deemed a higher priority than his own well-being, thus making him a handy tool. "You have my apologies for my lack of caution when approaching you, and if you wish to serve out a punishment befitting someone like me then I shall not protest against it and will accept whatever you decide. I will be sure to learn from my actions today, that way I don't make the same mistake. I am not accustom to the way things work here. This is no one's fault but my own." His voice is low when he speaks, almost as if he is trying to make himself sound more apologetic and sincere than his usual flat tone of voice.

☣ — "If you wish to permit me my request then I will do as you say. I will not linger any longer than I am allowed." Gaze finally lifts just enough to see the expression of the woman standing before him. A reprieve, if this was something that someone could call such a thing. "I will do everything in my power to respect the laws of your land while I am here, so long as you don't mind correcting me whenever I do something that displeases you."

ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤSpring.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤThe repetition comes in a cycle.ㅤThe most beautiful of them all,ㅤyet the one that has the most sharp thorns dwelling in the shadows a past that stretchers itself into branches towards the future.ㅤA gentle smile is drawn,ㅤas if the finest artist had drawn the best of their works onto a canvas that once was devoid of any fleeting emotion.

ㅤㅤIt doesn’t last.ㅤA raven flickers it’s wings between the two as if was in dire distress of them making distance flapping its wings for seconds that transpire tolling by a grandfather clock nearby,ㅤuntil it rests into the forearm of the woman.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤMy guards lacked decorum for not announcing your visit,ㅤbut your insistence in coming right into my home with the intention of knowing me could create a ruckus if someone were to learn about it.ㅤSurely you would know about it,ㅤthus the intention of branching the back gate.ㅤIt’s a dead eye.ㅤTyr's customs are something else.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤA clever movement,ㅤperhaps she should try to guard them in a different way rather than letting more people get hurt in the resultanting protection.

ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤIf they are to blame of your insolence or not that’s for me to decide.ㅤThere are laws one must subject to in this land.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤStrict comes the intonation that draws the line between one and another.ㅤA forced exhale,ㅤthe woman turns back to the insides of Infelia.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤIf such is your desire to learn more about someone as me,ㅤI shall indulge and your curiosity with the condition that at dusk you must return to Strelitzia.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤ

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🐇 — OH... HOW HE HAD COWERED AT THE SUDDEN SENSATION OF A CROW LANDING WITHIN STANDS OF FLUFFY WHITE HAIR. Hands immediately rising to cover his face in a desperate attempt to protect himself from the small ball of black feathers to avoid any type of harm, rather than try to fight the off the flying creature once it had come into his personal space. He was a gentle soul after all.

🐇 — Hands littered with various scars, EARNED FROM ALL OF THE YEARS OF WORKING AS A SLAVE WITHIN THE UNDERGROUND MINES OF THE TYR EMPIRE IN ORDER TO SPARE HIS SIBLINGS, somewhat fresh blisters still present on his knuckles. Unable to help but flinch at the other's hands coming near his face, surely a result from the repeated cycle of abuse he had suffered from, only causing him to squeeze his eyes shut ever tighter. And while he remains that way for a few moments, once the woman speaks, he begins to slowly open his eyes once more. Finally choosing to lower his hands so that they no longer hid red-magenta eyes (clearly displaying the look of caution within) from sight so he was now able to get a better view of the other who had come to aid him in his time of feathery distress, immediately noticing just how beautiful she was in all of her gentle and magnificent splendor, subconsciously wringing his hands as she continued to speak to him. "I was... I was more afraid... o-of injuring them rather than... rather than them injuring... me."

🐇 — FLUFFY WHITE EARS SLOWLY LOWERING INTO A TIMID POSITION, almost as if he were waiting to be scolded (or even punished) for wandering about himself. "I... I'm sorry that I... wandered in here without... p-permission. I just saw... saw some animals and I... I really like animals so I... I followed them."

ㅤㅤTo become the protector and the nurturer.ㅤㅤA symphony of clumsy limbs take the little black fledgling into the cradling made by the two bare hands away from the colorful threads of hair from the other,ㅤnot before removing twigs and a leaf perpetrated by the animal and it’s doing.

ㅤAmidst the core of the Garden,ㅤthere is a brilliant greenhouse where the eggs of the birds that normally fly free in the lands of Paradise are encountered,ㅤgraced by the gentle mantle of the gold of the sun.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤI apologize for this rash behaviour of mine,ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤThe absence of appearances crackles in that moment,ㅤunseen and unheard by anyone else.ㅤNeither the Empress,ㅤnor the young woman,ㅤare seen in such an embarrassing moment.ㅤBrought back by senses for those sounds made by the animals she raised and looking away like she’s about to scold every last one of them as they fly away from having pestering a little too much than they should have,ㅤthe comforting embrace of knowing the little one was safe made the woman walk a few steps away,ㅤletting the animal rest in a nearby nest.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤthey don’t behave like this normally.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤThe twirl of the dress announces that the woman has moved once again and now faces the company.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤThey usually ignore everyone else.ㅤHave they injured you @chronosbled ?ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤ

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☣ — ROYAL BLUE IRISES BORDERED WITH CRIMSON ARE SLOW TO MAKE THEIR WAY TOWARD THE PURPLE-HAIRED WOMAN. Large body remains where it stands. Hands that were once curled around another's shirt collar are now at his sides, seemingly listening to her words without hesitation, or perhaps because he simply had no reason to disobey her request. Regardless of whatever the true reason may be... it doesn't seem like it'll serve as much of an issue. Hence why he remains silent as the other continues to speak.

☣ — Perhaps coming here was a mistake in it's own, THOUGH THAT MUCH HE COULDN'T REALLY BE CERTAIN OF IF HE WERE TO THINK ABOUT IT HIMSELF DUE TO HIS LACK OF SELF WILL. Yet here he was — consciously making the choice to visit the so-called Empress of Pandemonium, not simply to check on her, but to actively gauge whether or not she lived up to her role. Did she rule better than those within the Tyr Empire? Did she know how to prevent the things that happened within the shadows, or did she pretend to be oblivious?

☣ — "Spring." ONE SINGULAR WORD COMES FORTH FROM THE RAVEN'S MOUTH. It was all that was needed to answer her question. His body finally turns to face the shorter female, eyes casted downward towards her in order to meet her gaze. Though he does take a moment to kneel before her out of respect for her position. "I come simply to see who the Empress of Pandemonium is. To observe and learn what I can about you." It was clear that he chose to ignore the comment about violence, but he would be sure to make a mental note of it in the very least. "I do not come here under the orders of the Black Rose, so they are not accountable for my actions."

☣ — "You may address me as Wolfsbane until we are further acquainted, dear empress."

ㅤㅤThe sound of ravens and crows alike creating havoc had beckoning the purple haired woman to that place.ㅤThose features were unmistakably familiar.ㅤThe rumors do run wild in the many of the courts not only in Pandemonium,ㅤbut in many other places,ㅤthe descriptions match every inch of each beat that accompanies the word.ㅤIt seems like everything is a piece of a puzzle they have to arrange to keep everything correct.ㅤIt was devastatingly obnoxious.

ㅤㅤAt the same time that an action was to mark the beginning of something,ㅤveils of silver  realized the crest on the uniform that decorated the body of the black haired man that stood in the entrance.ㅤParts of her understoodㅤ—ㅤmany royal faces escaped the maws of fate ending up in the petals of the faction;ㅤfor a minute,ㅤshe keep roving palms until a pressure made her wake up to reality.ㅤThat was one of the main reasons that was alive.ㅤIf she could,ㅤshe would run too.

ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤThe guards are inadequate lately to receive guests.ㅤPay them no mind.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤAs if that were possible,ㅤsince they were laying in the floor.ㅤAn exhale like a mother that is about to scold her children.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤWhich one of the Seasons have chosen youㅤ?ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤThe femme spoke clearly without hesitation,ㅤcontrasting the body language that rectify itself in a few seconds.ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤI’d like my halls spared from any violence,ㅤif possible.ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤ

ㅤㅤ❛❛ㅤㅤWhat brings you to Infelia of all places of the world,ㅤㅤ@chronosbledㅤlittle flowerㅤ?ㅤㅤ❜❜ㅤㅤ