#{ Wrenn } ic

[soraeia]

Wrenn: I feel like eating something, and it’s not cake.

Me: ….*starts rolling up newspaper*—

[starscrxssed]

"Why are they so ugly?"

[fatestouch]

"Thank you very much, for such a bracing match, Your Highness." Lea sheathes her sword before she gives a bow, giggling as she rises. "And thank you for giving me a fair match, as well. I had quite a bit of fun, sparring with you~"

[roleplay-abiogenesis2]

@starlitwishes said:

"Talk about what? What do you want to talk about?" Wrenn is alarmed. This sounds oddly serious... "Did something happen?"

"Why do you sound so nervous?" Cyno was used to that kind of reaction from most people who had to look him in the eyes. Nahida's ward however never struck him as that type of person before. "... Did something happen? What did you do?"

[arcxnumvitae]

@soraeia said: Wrenn: I’m cooking you all a meal to die for! @soraeia said: also jokes on you Eilidh his life is already in shambles

"Oh, is that a challenge?"

[mmriesoftvat]

@starlitwishes: “Well no one likes you.” Wrenn says stay out of his business, Mr. Tartaglia!!

"Plenty of people like me! That attempted insult is cute, though."

[vixlenxe]

Yes, he sees one of his twins totally off his shit.

He's choosing not to do anything about it because... well, he's not sure what to do.

As long as he doesn't jump into a blender, everything seems fine.

[cryoexorcist]

@starlitwishes: Oh no. Oh no no no. Wrenn is grinning wildly. “According to all known laws of aviation, there is no way a bee should be able to fly—“ SOMEONE STOP HIM

"If you say another word, I am going to take my claymore, and use you as baseball practice."

What is baseball? Chongyun doesn't know, but they're both going to find out.

[starlitwishes]

((Hey so fair warning to anyone trying to use a readmore to hide spoilers.... uh, sometimes they just don't fucking work.))

[desiderium-eden]

@soraeia:

Wrenn: *grins* That’s Peppercorn! Wrenn: A friend and I…found…her in Australia yesterday! She’s beautiful, isn’t she? Wrenn: I’m she likes treats. She ate one of Chercia’s pringles earlier…

"Hi Peppercorn~ Oh, she's so precious~ Pringles, huh?" Lazuli looks around for a can. Only to see Kyrie there, hugging a can almost as long as she is tall tight. Shaking her head no.

"Okay... We can find her something else. Is it safe for Kyrie to get close?"

[soraeia]

"...." He came back...?

Wrenn's eyes snap to the bracelet when it's handed to him and he proceeds to slip it on with a nod in agreement as Qai and Simni speak. "...Simni, do you think you would be able to find Lily on your own while Qai and I try to find Chercia and Yukaine...?" Or would it be better to stick together...? There might not be enough time to move as a group, but if they separate there's a high chance someone could be left behind to face Charidynn's wrath once it was all over.

He sighed, running a hand through his hair. "We can talk about it on our way, let's just get going..."

He threw one last look over his shoulder. At Tahariel, then his mother. And for the first time, he felt the full weight of what they were about to do hit him. Hands shake, though in slight. Knees go weak, but he keeps standing. Eventually, he takes another deep inhale to steel his nerves once again, before his glowing wings unfold behind him.

And he takes off.

-------

He tried to come back...?

Allisae looked up at Tahariel, watching his face. His eyes. Trying to search for any flicker of dishonesty or otherwise. But she finds nothing but the same stormy fog from earlier and a steely coldness she doesn't remember. Where was his warmth? His affection...? If he came back, then who turned him away? Did father...? That made little sense---he had punished her so harshly because Tahariel never returned. If he'd come back, then why hadn't Charidynn done anything? Why didn't he re-open the door for the match he had been pushing for?

Was he just trying to keep her on the Aegis...?

The train of thought it is interrupted when Wrenn spreads his wings. A fonder memory resurfaces at the sight, but it vanishes the moment he flies off and she couldn't help but feel...helpless being left there to wait. She wasn't as strong physically nor was she fast, and with her magic sealed she'd be as useful as vegetable. There was little she could do and there was no helping that, but it was never a feeling she could sit well with. It ate her up inside.

She bites her lip. Her fingers curl, but they stop just short of making a fist when Allisae remembers the paper she'd been holding onto, which now wrinkled in her grasp.

"...!!"

A page to that barrier spell she found. The Cage. She hadn't been able to decipher much of what was written, but she managed to find enough to figure out the gist of what her father and Tristan had been planning. She and her children are fleeing now, but the family she's leaving behind would be sitting ducks. Edmund....Avelan...the children...

"...."

"...Niesal, I know you told my son you'd stay here, but I need you....I beg of you to please get this to Edmund before we leave...tell him to find the rest in the library..." She holds the paper out to them, looking them in the eyes. "Please, it's important. He needs to see it."

Tahariel's expression remains steeled in a stoic frown as he listens to Wrenn's objections. He'd said that he would come back? While he remembered that much, the details were still lacking...damn these foggy memories.

Trying to recall anything from before the time that Jehvo and Heaven had disappeared was like digging blindly through a mud pit-- he was lucky if he was able to draw anything up from the depths of it. Even if he did feel like he was on the cusp of recalling something, so often he would find that it was stuck in deep, and he had little hope of drawing it out beyond a few stray flashes.

That he had been able to remember as much as he had about Allisae, Wrenn, and Yukaine was something of a miracle. One that only further proved how valuable they must have been to him.

"...I have tried, on multiple occasions, to retrieve the three of you, only to be sent away. But that is an explanation you will receive in full when there is more time."

His voice is stern and irritable, but neither it, nor his face betray any clue that his words were a lie. Wrenn's companions glance between each other, wings buzzing softly as if they were holding a conversation between the four of them...one that, after a few moments, they seem to come to an agreement over.

They would help, though only as long as Wrenn asked it of them. And it most definitely didn't mean that they trusted Tahariel.

"We have things handled here, so hurry and get going. If anything happens on our end, you'll know."

"Here, take these. I brought them in case we felt like sneaking out of the party later, but...I didn't think it'd be like this. Just...be careful. Please."

Zebi holds out five woven bracelets, enchanted by him to render the wearer invisible, as well dampen any noises they might make. They'd used them before on a few different occasions-- poking about the Aegis, playing pranks, sneaking out of parties for a bit when they got boring, and other such nonsense...but nothing like this.

"We'll have to move quick. It sounds like there's a lot of movement in the castle again, so they might already know what's happening."

"I think it would be a good idea to use the bracelets now. We can sneak into one of the private rooms, and come out from there...that way, nobody questions us too much on where we've been, if we get caught."

[soraeia]

.....She has decided...that she misses Souji. So she is. Going to hold her breath until she can see him agai---

"Lily, stop that! You're turning purple---"

[starscrxssed]

He's not mad.. he's disappointed.

[fatestouch]

@soraeia replied to your post:

Chia: I order you to MAKE the time >:D!!! As your princess!

"That's just so unfair... I'm being taken advantage of!" He's whining. "Fine, I can make a little time, I guess. And then nothing will happen, and then I'll be right back to my duties. Count on it!"

[roleplay-abiogenesis2]

@starlitwishes || Closed starter for Wrenn (The Wanderer)!

Of the earliest interactions between Cyno and Wrenn, post Sumeru Archon Quests.

It should be someone else. Anyone but himself.

Cyno wished he'd been able to say this in the face of the Dendro Archon. And a part of him firmly believed that she already knew what he was thinking; so why was she going through with her decision to assign him to this task?

"It cannot be anyone else. Please have faith."

"He's been through a lot, too..."

"There's no point in staying mad, right?"

Nahida's words; the Traveler's; even Tighnari's. They had all granted their forgiveness so easily.

But the more he felt pressured to follow their steps, the more Cyno could feel his mind kicking back. He could not forgive. He could not forget. As a matter of fact...

He couldn't even begin to understand why this thing was allowed to exist, to walk among people like it belonged. This mockery of life had at one point been near to becoming a scourge to spell Sumeru's doom.

You shall not interfere with human evolution.

You shall not tamper with life and death.

You shall not attempt the forbidden and fear none.

One look and three of the cardinal sins instantly came to the surface of his mind like ugly festering gashes on plagued skin. How many more could he find if he tried to delve deeper and know more?

Sins that his own God had forgiven; no, blessed even. What kind of lesson was Lesser Lord Kusanali trying to teach him, by sending him face-to-face with her ward?

No one should be exempt from punishment; not even the Gods. If so, then, what was he supposed to do? Turn against Nahida herself? Or was this the voice of his own weakness, of that faith she'd asked him to muster shaking along the edge of cracks of his own making?

Lost in a sea of self-doubt and with no guiding light in sight; this was the state of the soul of the General Mahamatra as his feet came to a stop, below the archway of one of the gazebos that decorated the Razan Garden. Hidden beneath the edge of the black jackal's headdress, crimson eyes burnt at the middle of the wanderer's back with the intensity of the desert sun.

"Is this as far as you can walk, now?" He announced himself coldly; his expression was not any more threatening than usual... which was plenty to send most people shrinking out of the way on a good day, anyway.

[soraeia]

"So, I'm handsome he says~" He's alright, as long as Dahlia can admit that he finds him attractive. "And you..." He gives Fortune a playful, but gentlemanly bow as he chuckles. "What does the lovely lady say~?"

"you're handsome enough, i suppose." sorry wrenn, he's never going to think anyone is as pretty as he is.