#ʚїɞ — 𝙗𝙪𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙛𝙡𝙮 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙚𝙢𝙥𝙚𝙨𝙩. ( seele )

[incandescentia]

"Hold up... hey you, right there." There seems to be an increasing number of visitors lately after they lifted the borders between the Underworld and Overworld. As the lieutenant of the Wildfire, she still couldn't be bothered to abandon her responsibility to maintain the Belobog Underworld's safety; it's natural for her to be promptly skeptical when she encounters an oddly dressed stranger. "Mind to tell me where you are going?"

[incandescentia]

The trailblazer is just as cheeky as he usually is. Not unusual, coming from the exact boy who asked what her last name was and wrote her full name down as 'Seele Nolastname' over the papers...

"...Well, thanks." Her lips upturn onto a smile at his compliment. "As much as I don't like to admit it, you are pretty good at your monster-raising game. Don't think I'll actually be able to match you in your zone." In return, her compliment itself is genuine, yet she is not forgetting a little message at the end, "But if you're talking about actual duel... I'm always up to it any time. Can't let myself get rusty when we still need to deal with those Fragmentum monsters."

"Celebration is a part of life!" Ah damn, was he out here being that cheeky?

..Or maybe.

Caelus proceeds to give her expression a once over. "You have an honest heart, y'know that? One time or a thousand times Seele, I'll take ya on anyday."

[incandescentia]

"...It could be me mishearing things, but why does Cap Gepard sound kind of fruity when he's threatening that fool?" The response given by the other isn't doing it right either.

[incandescentia]

What tarot card are you?

The Lovers Your lover’s back does not look quite the same this morning. No one else would notice the difference, if there even is a difference, but you could swear they have more vertebrae than usual. Something in the breathing, as you stare at them in the morning light. The light in the kitchen is just as warm as it always is, the coffee just as hot, but you cannot meet your lover’s eyes. They kiss you on the forehead, go off to work, shake their keys on the way out as they always do. Did they eat anything this morning? Did they speak? Of course they did. You’re probably losing your mind. You would call your friends to ask, if you had any friends left. You don’t, of course, haven’t for months. You only need each other. You only need them. You haven’t spoken to anyone in months. You count the notches on their back. You watch them breathe. You pray they don’t turn around.

The Empress You are only independent insofar as you have others to care for. This makes you dependent in your independence. They want your knowledge, your skills, your talents, your affection. What can they give in return? “Teeth” is not an acceptable answer, nor is “keeping the shadows to the corners”, nor is “glory”, nor is “love”. There is no acceptable answer, no gift of a magnitude which can match the thing you know, which is that they are taking from you. They are stealing from you. You should stop them from doing that, darling. You only have so much to give. You are not infinite, and when they have taken their last they will remind you of that. My advice is this: give enough to keep them at bay, but be careful. Their teeth can turn on you too. There is no easier way to make an animal dangerous than by feeding it.

tagged by: i stole it :3 tagging: you!

[incandescentia]

[INBOX] @caemthe asked:

[ dee, for seele ] “You’ve got a fever. Of course I’m not going anywhere.”

𝐒𝐎𝐅𝐓 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ♡ // accepting!

"I told you already that you shouldn't really trouble yourself coming all the way here just for me..."

She was laid down on a bed in Natasha's underground clinic; face flushed red with lukewarm bodily temper. It was an awful idea to traverse through the wilderness of Belobog's snow plains without a proper protection gearset, but Seele was thick-headed enough to boldly ignore Bronya's warnings to swiftly solve another Fragmentum creatures emergence problem on her own.

Being the strenuous butterfly of Wildflire, falling sick like this seemed like an unusual occurrence to happen to Seele. Familiar faces came and go to pay her a little visit, but Deirdre was the most unexpected visitor for the entire day so far. The woman's little notice in the messages really had caught her aback while she spent her day lying listlessly on her bed. She already said to Deirdre not to trouble herself when they were planets apart, but seemed like her caution simply came to fell on deaf ears when she saw the very familiar blonde-haired lady at the clinic's doorstep.

"You even already cut me some apples...? Man, this is embarrassing." One hand moved over to cover the upper half of her flushed visage. "Seeing me being down with fever like this... It's gotta be a little weird for you, huh?"

[incandescentia]

"I'd rather go with a more straightforward method for payback, actually." Typical Seele. "Say, Cap, do you have any idea on how we can stop his constant tomfoolery? Should we just... ambush him?" Because she often finds herself getting outsmarted for most of the time. The captain of the Silvermane Guards surely has a better idea... right?

━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━  "We should form a Sampo anti-fan club." Those were a thing, right? "It might start off small, but I'm sure there's plenty more people who hate that fool."

[incandescentia]

So I was today years old when I found out that Sampo did gave Seele her scythe (yes I'm a dumbass, you can literally look that information up in her wiki page). But anyway, moving on. This fact kinda made me recontextualize the relationship between Seele and Sampo more && this might help any Sampo roleplayers out there when you wanna rp with her !! I certainly only see them as a vitriolic brotp more than anything, but Seele certainly doesn't see Sampo as a (negatively) threatening presence. If there's anything, she sees him more as a nuisance. A nuisance whom she can somehow tolerate, but also will not hesitate to smite him if he ever tries to pull another prank on her (she probably wouldn't maim him for real though, he'd just get a bonk with the blunt part of her scythe... probably!!). Like in one of her lines about him, Seele would go around to tell people to Not Deal With Sampo, but Seele herself may come over to ask Sampo for help if she really, really needs it... && if he's in danger, she might as well as come over to save him because, well, she's indebted to him for giving her that beloved weapon of hers on the first place. Of course, she still has no idea that he's one of the Masked Fools (or whether she knows what they are actually), but she has her own suspicions about this mysterious dashing sussy guy. Only time will tell if her suspicions about him are true or not~

[incandescentia]

Maaaaaaybe a headcanon, but I feel Post-Belobog arc interactions between Seele and Bronya (&& the fact they're now explicitly working together) had brought much more positive influence to her character as she has become more levelheaded and reasonable when it comes to taking actions. Her mind would often default the solutions to her problems to be, "what would Bronya do?" She's more street-smart than Bronya for sure, but when it comes to levelheadedness and rationality, Bronya is much better in that department. She still doesn't like reading though, just like how she puts it, reading requires too much of her brain power.

[incandescentia]

ʚїɞ┊ phantasmal butterfly. ( seele ) ʚїɞ┊ seele.exe. ( ic text ) ʚїɞ┊ in the night. ( musings ) ʚїɞ┊ flitting shadows. ( aesthetic ) ʚїɞ┊ dazzling tumult. ( character ) ʚїɞ┊ reaping waltz. ( musica )

[incandescentia]

“ why does it always have to be a fight with you? ” / from Bronya to Seele

“Well, how would it not be a fight when people tend to provoke me first?”

She is obviously referring to the recent skirmish that occurred in the Underworld’s Fight Club—the very place where people are always more bound to get wrapped into the heat of the battle, even when it’s outside of the fighting arena. Seele was supposed to be responsible in breaking off a fight between rowdy clubgoers who provoked each other, yet instead of being the civilized citizen of Belobog they are, she was dragged into the skirmish && had to resort into a little bit of physical fight in order to bring all related parties to the responsible Silvermane Guard authorities. Seems like words of mouth spread quite fast to the Overworld to the point the Supreme Guardian herself has to reprimand Seele directly for this… in the middle of an afternoon tea break.

Seele breathes out a huff, leaning back into her café chair with her arms relaxed behind her head. “Good thing I wasn’t injured, or else I’ll get an additional lecture from Nat.” She then moves out her hand to grab a ginger cookie straight from its plate, casually munching onto the rounded edge && continues the conversation onwards with her mouth half-occupied from eating. “I don’t think people openly get into a fight in the Overworld, no? You should try to visit the Underworld more often sometime, Supreme Guardian ma’am. Then you’ll understand what I meant.”

@shrineofprophecy

[incandescentia]

"Well, sorry not sorry, these are not for sharing." She is referring to the box of donuts that's currently being held in her hand. 'tis is but a little prize that she had won with own efforts && she's going to be self-indulgent to finish it herself.

[incandescentia]

[INBOX] @maskednihilism asked:

Sampo's gonna tuck a strand of Seele's hair back behind her ear. "You need to look presentable to people. We can work on approachable later."

unprompted // always accepting!

It's not often that they held a formal party within the Underworld neighborhood. As far as Seele understands how Belobogian society works, that's mostly a thing for the people in the Overworld, especially those snobby elite ones. Although, if Bronya is also involved in this so-called party with the socialites && Wildfire members are also involved, it must be something important... right? Even Bronya herself was volunteering to be directly involved in her makeover process, voluntarily procuring a dress for her && directing some people to brush up her appearance. If only it wasn't for Bronya's ( as well as Nat's ) request for her to join along in this event, she would have quickly walked away with no slightest care.

The make-up that decorates her visage makes it feels like she's carrying an extra weight on her face as she's not quite used to them. Her movements are being restricted with how tight the dress' corset is wrapped around her waist area as well as the high stiletto heels that she's wearing. All of these combined && she's probably shooting daggers from her gaze right now, without any care for anyone's impression on her, && she could only wish for this so-called party to end quickly...

"...Huh?" A hand tucks several strands of straying dark hair into the back of her ear, accompanied by a similarly familiar voice. The appearance of the said person, however, is somewhat different from what she usually knows. A disguise? "Sampo? ...Is that you?" Being familiar enough with his antics, Seele could see through his disguise right away. The characteristic blue hair that is uncovered is already a dead ringer to her, though.

"Thanks for the friendly reminder," her tone is a little sarcastic as usual, but she truly means it. "But I'm not sure if you're invited here." Considering the guests are mostly Overworld elites && important key people in the Underworld, a scam artist like Sampo would likely be the very last person in mind they'd have to get an invitation.

[incandescentia]

“Hey, Serval.”

It’s rather unusual for her to go up in the Overworld visiting the eldest Landau’s workshop like this as Seele’s not one to request for gadget or machinery. However, unlike most Overworlders who are still distant and somewhat awkward when it comes to interacting with their Underworld counterpart, Serval is far from being strait-laced—unlike the other Landau sibling who works directly under Bronya. Being a famous musician && all, perhaps that gives her more freedom to bypass through the boundaries of interaction between the Overworld and Underworld.

“Well, it’s not a job…” Technically, it isn’t — but she does have a favor to ask. “But I do need a ticket to the upcoming Mechanical Fever concert — your concert.” Coming over in two days in two different venues, one in Overworld && another one in the Underworld. That big arena that was used for Aetherium Wars could be repurposed for a concert, said Oleg.

“…Scratch that, I actually need three more,” she adds, huffing in defeat. “For the Moles. Y’know, those three kids…” Much to her amusement, the Mechanical Fever is apparently a huge hit among the Underworlders, even among the children.

H.SR STARTER CALL. // @himedachi

"Not often I see you coming around here, what can I do for you?"

There's a smile on Serval's face as she speaks, one that knows she's not really the person Seele tends to visit but welcomes her to the workshop all the same, taking the moment to lay down her tools and rest her elbow on the counter instead. She's in no hurry, the workload she's tinkering with on this occasion is mostly personal recreation than urgent deadlines, which makes for a change.

"If it's a job, it'll cost you..." She's smiling too much for the charge to be significant. Two tickets to the concert her band are having in two days, but Seele doesn't need to know that yet.

[incandescentia]

@dupliciti asked: "No plans, huh? Me neither." @ seele !

PLATONIC VALENTINE DAY STARTERS // (still) accepting !

Seeing all these young couples being all lovey-dovey with each other during every other Valentine's day is a pretty much usual occurence; even within the gloomy depths of the Underworld. Seele usually pays no mind to the occasion; she'd even buy a whole box of chocolates for herself && not caring about the unwritten rule regarding sharing it between couples. If she really had to share, the local children are more than eager to help her finish her portion of the chocolate.

"Really?" Her eyes slightly narrow at his words, giving him her usual judgmental side-eyed look while munching on a piece of chocolate. "Are you taking a break from your usual hustle, now? That's unusual." Seele herself has no plans aside of simply enjoying her day by eating away a whole box of chocolate that she had bought for herself (or so, she thought). Secretly wanting to enjoy it with a certain someone who clearly doesn't even get enough breaks from their job is... a story for another day.

"If you really have nothing to do then Nat might want to enlist your help for sharing the Valentine's day gifts to the children, including that girl, Clara." Sharing is caring, huh? "...Of course, she asked me to help her too." Seele huffs out a defeated sigh — there goes her plan for the day. The meaning of Valentine's day seems to have shifted from the day of love && chocolates to the day of charity when you are simply just a listless bachelor.

[incandescentia]

@astrxl-finale asked: "Hey. Wanna see who can eat the most chocolate? I didn't make like a bandit with all-a this for no reason!" (For Seele!)

UNPROMPTED // always accepting!

"Eeeeeh?" An eyebrow is raised, both arms folded in front of her chest. "Is that really a challenge for me?" Really? To her, rather than seeing it as an attempt for a challenge, it's rather an attempt to flex about the trailblazer's huge appetite — which she won't be able to match herself. "...You know, accepting your challenge means I'm already in a losing battle, right? I can't possibly accept a challenge where I'm at a disadvantage."

Knowing Seele, she now at least knows when she should've folded her own cards.

[incandescentia]

Well, this is a little awkward.

Talking with Bronya would usually require less formality && more of a good amount of familiarity between each other, but talking to her subordinates? She's not quite used to the formal and stoic professionalism of the Silvermane Guards. Captain Gepard's far from being a bad guy, but there is a metaphorical unseen wall between the two of them that keeps her from being more cordial to her ally. Regardless of the current state of Belobogian society, the awkwardness && tension still are often present when it comes to the Under-Over cooperation.

“I suppose I can take the lead for now.” The Rivet Town is part of her home turf; one of the places where she spent nearly her whole lifetime within. She knows what to do && where to go when it comes to tracking the Fragmentum spawns. “You guys don’t mind following me as your guide, right? Then let’s go.” As the sole representative of the Wildfire among a squad comprised of Silvermane Guard soldiers and its captain, she takes the initiative to step forward with her trustworthy scythe && lead their way.

STARTER CALL. // @himedachi (Seele)

"I will follow your lead on this matter, but the full support of the Silvermane Guards is yours should you need it..."

With relations between the Under - and Over - world still being fragmented despite the progress of the reunion, Gepard is keen to lend his support to better the other's opinion of the guards. Not only is it important to him long term, but also, he hopes, it may do something to ease the wealth of grief that sits in his chest. He can tell himself it's not his fault, but that doesn't ease the weight of knowing half the population went bereft of support for so long. That he failed to protect the people.

"How do you think it is best to proceed?"