#「 v. through dungeons deep ( marcille ; dungeon meshi ) 」

[xamassed]

"Shhh! Don't move, just — trust me. I'm not going to hurt you." Which was an odd thing to say considering she had her thin, trembling hand pressed to Mari's mouth. She left the girl's nose free, of course. This wasn't a poorly executed assassination attempt. It was the opposite, in fact, though her concern laid more in the massive ( and probably highly protective ) creature that Marcille had spotted.

She thought she heard hints of a threat coming from the beast, low and rightfully given, but she was quick to pry herself away. Both hands up, sweat beading on her skin under where her fringe framed her face. Green eyes, wide and doe-like, flick from the strange girl to the corner of the wall they had collided around.

"I don't know who you are or what that thing is, but if you don't want it put on the menu, then don't go around that corner." Voice low and hissing from behind her teeth. A single finger was pressed to her lips, a warning to keep her voice down.

[xamassed]

⟬ @cauterisen / s.c ⟭

"It doesn't look like it needs healing. Good thing too, I'm not the most skilled when it comes to that." Yet she was able to drag her thumb against the soft, flexible adhesive used to keep a fat wad of clean cotton pressed to the small gash on the forehead of the stranger Marcille and her party had encountered. "There. How does that feel?"

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⟬ @unionized-shopkeep ⟭

“Did you really write ‘REDRUM’ on the mirror? You almost gave me a heart attack!”

She was hardly awake, green eyes heavily lidded and bleary. Her hair was a mess, fair strands sticking out at odd angles even as she combed her long fingers through them. After a moment of sleepy sighing ensued, she grumbled irritably. "What are you talking about? I just woke up. . ."

Marcille dragged out a long yawn as she got to her feet. Little shuffles carried her over to the mirror, where streaks of red had been violently scrawled across the reflective surface.

Normally, this would have have terrified her and sent her into a superstitious tizzy, but being freshly awake and knowing Chilchuck was the one to discover it made her suspicious. "Are you trying to mess with me?"

[xamassed]

⟬ meme / @magiicxs ⟭

" Are you trying to set the house on fire?” | From izutsumi to marcille

"Why would I try to do that?!" She had exhausted her every effort, strained her mind and taxed her body, and still she couldn't prevent the sudden, scorching rise in the cooking fire. Even as she stood there, sweating and panicked, the flames gave a violent pop and rose a few inches higher. "I did everything Senshi told me to, why is this happening?"

The mage let out a helpless whine and backed away from the raging inferno, only to bump into Izutsumi. "What — What do we do? I tried to put it out with water, tried to snuff it out with wind, and nothing worked!"

[xamassed]

⟬ meme / anonymous ⟭

They're a ten but they're so sensitive about their past,they won't eat certain foods.

"It's not that I won't eat certain foods," grumbled the mage as she perched her lips along the edge of a steaming bowl. "It's just hard to imagine some of it tasting good or digesting well!"

She was particular about the food she ate, but she wouldn't admit it. Marcille had grown to some extent — the expressions she made when certain dishes were presented to her weren't as severe as they once were, and that felt like plenty of progress in her eyes.

"Hey, wait... Did you compliment me just to immediately point out a flaw? Did Chilchuck put you up to this?"