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𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝔃𝓮𝓷 𝓿𝓸𝓲𝓭 ✉ ░ @jadesanct ― leaves her a bright red dendrobium and a note inscribed - a reminder that your beauty will remain for all eternity, blessings ~kai. ⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻⸻

HOW ROMANTICALLY INSCRIBED; how infuriatingly affront. The flower twirls back & forth between fingers, visible brow furrowing. What was it he wanted? Ignorant pest. Was he trying to flatter her now? Oh, how precious. It vexed her to no end.

Well, he wasn't blind at least; she would remain for all eternity. Within her QUEEN'S EVERLASTING WONDERLAND. Inazuma's eternity was a pitiful farce.

The flower could burn into scattered ash; yet, she was a being of ice, scarred by inferno, and if he sung of eternity within her beauty, what a fit for his offerings to be encased in ice.

Frozen solid, a simple twitch in her hand forces it to shatter. That hand, free of useless junk, beckons to her subordinates who silently watched, never making a sound; good, they learnt quick.

❝ We're leaving now. ❞ No one dared to question it's contents, never ushered a word about her response. The false placid itched an irked flame within; if he was to flatter a maiden, then he shouldn't so bravery assume she was anything of the sort.

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𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝔃𝓮𝓷 𝓿𝓸𝓲𝓭 ✉ ░ @balladccr ― ‘ i have never heard such a stupid plan. ’ // Fatui shenanigans ??? Fatui shenanigans! T~T/

❝ Aren't you awfully pessimistic today. If you'd prefer , go run off back to the Doctor then by all means. ❞ His disgruntlements do little to phase her ; dealing with the Balladeer for so many years , it's so easy to merely ignore the Puppet's behaviour. Besides , she knows this plan is effective. ❝ Or stay , and be quiet. Why not just enjoy the show? All in due time ; don't be such a spoilsport. ❞ For when did La Signora ever let her Majesty down? Oh , now don't make her wish for Childe instead. What's a little chaos amongst Harbingers? As long as it worked out well , things would still be as discreet as always , she herself thrived on the underworks , the slow burn , of watching it all come together beautifully.

Arm folds loosely around her waist , the other waved with a single flick of her wrist. Brows furrow , && still her painted smile never hinders. ❝ If all goes to plain ( which it will ) then we can even see how well this works out on that rodent infested hometown of yours ; or would you rather we burn it down completely? ❞ Now wouldn't that be a perfect PLAN.

[lalohefalter]

𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝔃𝓮𝓷 𝓿𝓸𝓲𝓭 ✉ ░ @torrentide― [  STROKE  ]  for  your  muse  to  play  with  my  muse’s  hair

Idly wasn't a usual a way to describe HARBINGER interaction; yet, that's exactly how they both were. Signora had already vocalised her displeasure on the matter, though patience was a virtue for her - all in good time, she'd often remind herself. After all, setting small flames to fan a WILD FIRE was what the fair lady was best at.

❝ Don't tell me you're lazing around; or have you merely been placed in timeout. ❞ Signora herself, surprisingly, didn't have the energy to speak with spite, nor does she plan to follow up that musing. She just stifles a sigh and takes a seat beside him. ❝ I don't really care either way. ❞ Ah, does she admit this a loud? No matter. It was a ... quieter day then most. Exhaustion didn't befit her, but even she had her limits ( most definitely after visiting that vermin infested nation ).

Childe didn't respond, oddly enough; hah, lost his fight? How ironic. She doesn't follow on with her intentions to torment him, and is quiet herself in response. She had more important things to think about; perhaps, more things to block out. Of memories that should remain frozen in the abyss. She's tired, though she'd never admit it; never let her demeanour slip into so.

❝ Just what do you think you're doing? ❞

How she barely notices at first; how easily she slips into a moments comfort unbeknownst to her that long stands of hair now wrap loosely around his fingers, until the lightest of tugs snaps her back. At first, eyes widen, before narrowing, and then resting in a strange curiosity; even as her body tenses, && venomous words slip passed her lips.

Who does he think he is? Ah, he has guts, that was certain. It causes the woman to laugh. Amused? Or a shocked response that echoes in mockery. ❝ You really DO enjoy playing with fire, don't you? As well as things that aren't yours. ❞

She thinks for a few seconds, watching him && scanning his features with a vague disgust, and uncertainty. Thoughtful of what the best response was for moments like this. Urgh. He really was a nuisance. He was best saved for a distraction, god knows he stood out wherever he went.

After much deliberation, Signora scoffs, before settling back into her seat. A rather soft touch for someone so ruthless; didn't he despise her? Someone was losing their edge. How pitiful. ❝ So touchy today. Who am I to smother ones curiosity. Hah- Just don't cry when your fingers freeze off. ❞

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𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝔃𝓮𝓷 𝓿𝓸𝓲𝓭 ✉ ░ @inavagrant ― “you don’t have to do this.”

❝  Is that CONCERN I hear? For me? Who would have thought you of all things could feel anything. ❞ She wasn't foolish enough to believe any one of them cared about her, not of the lower ranks; for only HIM and her Tsaritsa could truly show any remorse for the lady's wellbeing. Hah. It was almost bittersweet hearing those words. If she were naïve, she may have just fallen for it. But this is just their regular back and forth, isn't it. Yes. It causes a wicked smile to darken her features, beauty modified to an ice cold abyss.

Creatures like them, like him, could never truly give a damn about each other.

❝  Jealous that I'm having all the fun? In due time. After all, the Tsaritsa's ambition will soon come to light. Then, we'll all have plenty of torment to inflict upon the remnants of the false gods. ❞

She will not fail and she would return. There was no a man, woman or God that could stop her fury from spreading the lands like a disease.

❝  Just behave until I return. Then, I will share every second I spent destroying that nation from within, just with you. I know you'll enjoy it. ❞

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𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝔃𝓮𝓷 𝓿𝓸𝓲𝓭 ✉ ░ @bogachs ― [  DANCE  ]  for  your  muse  to  take  my  muse’s  hand  and  start  dancing  with  them  (i hope it is ok for me to send this still -- i am aching for pantalone and signora interactions, they're besties in my book your honor… the mean girls of the harbingers, not matter what the game says)

❝ I'm impressed, you keep up well. ❞ For only someone like Pantalone could take her hand without resistance, to lead her onto this makeshift dance floor with only them as witness; to relive something dear from the past did not leave Signora vulnerable, for this was a waltz for Harbingers, to dance within destruction && chaos, to remain sane without the ghost of the past to haunt. It's enough that her guard remains up, while her smile can still soften, that she still continues to lead without aggression -- it was merely in her nature to do so. Allowing him to take control was allowed, to switch it up every so often without fall back was part of the shared bond they had.

She pulls him close, sharply, and her grin widens; he doesn't falter of course. Boo. Still, it means they can carry on as usual.

❝ Do keep that Doctor in check. Won't you? ❞ The same conversations, the casual tone in her voice saved for occasions like this. ❝ He can be quite troublesome for me. Ah, I'm sure you understand, hmm. ❞

She was still not Rosaylne; even as they continued to dance the night away, no shattered memories could pull her down. She tightens her hold, tilting head to the side, && her stilled menace remained as bright as always for the Fair Lady. Perfect. Beautiful.

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𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝔃𝓮𝓷 𝓿𝓸𝓲𝓭 ✉ ░ @dawnswine ― [  BRUISE  ]  for  your  muse  to  purposely  hold  my  muse  hard  enough  to  bruise

❝ Get your filthy hands off me. Have you any idea who it is you've dared to insult with this boisterous display? ❞ A RARE moment of expressive anger ; shock, the harbinger momentarily stunned by the boldness of the high esteemed heir, threatening && mocking words rendered silence when his vice grip ensnared her.

The Fair Lady's snarl is inaudible, lips in a firm line as to quiet the heated emotions which threatened to ignite. Disgusting. Deplorable. He dares to gaze at her, to threatened her? A HARBINGER? A Snezhnayan diplomat? A true testament to the foolishness which harboured this nation.

❝ Don't get cute with me. ❞

Ah-!

To her surprise, he tightens his grip enough to hurt. In response, her bewildered expression can't be hidden so easily; filled with complete, genuine rage, a moments spark in her icy hues ━━━━ had she winced, had she given him that at all, she would never be able to face her fellow harbingers. Who was this man? Oh, she knew of him of course, all those delightful secrets gathered by the many spies which the fatui deployed ... but, he'd still taken her aback. Never could she imagine someone so lowly in her eyes to stun her, to hold her hard enough to bruise.

Had she not been engulfed by anger, humiliation sending her pride into chaos, she might have been impressed. Enough that she'd offer a wicked smile, a delighted hum at a new find. But he'd made a mistake treating HER this way. ❝ Is that anyway for a gentleman to behave? You best learn your place quick, you rat. ❞ She won't be removing herself from his hold.

Within shattered pride, Signora still manages to keep a SOMEWHAT level head; that was a blessing from Her Majesty herself, from the delusion which kept her sane ( which kept her whole ). Instead, she takes a step close, without her signature smile her expression remains stern, && prepared. The malice has nothing to sweeten it, no words filled with coy, no lovely, cynical tune to her voice; after what he did, there was only spite.

❝ What will it be? Are you so eager to rush to your demise? Such a SHAME, to ruin a pretty face. Well then, Ragnvindr, the choice is yours - shall we begin this dance? ❞

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𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝔃𝓮𝓷 𝓿𝓸𝓲𝓭 ✉ ░ @dilucisms ― [  BLEED  ]  for  your  muse  to  make  mine  bleed [ show diluc no mercy u w u ]

❝  You- aRGh ... INSOLENT man! ❞ How dare he harm her! Ugh. Shaky, PIECRING BLUE, eyes stare down at her arm, oozing warm red liquid as if a gentle flow. Impossible. How could he injure someone like her? A Harbinger. Her Highness's true, fledged follower; this brat really attacked her. How could he be THIS strong? The fair lady's expression dangerously darkens.

❝  You think your pathetic attacks could do ANYTHING to me? You ... wretched creature! ❞ Unscathed hand flies outward, projecting her fury. She's losing it. All the emotion within threatened to surface, with every, chaotic growl in her throat, for every second her hands shook with pure rage, how widened eyes in horror had finally settled into unfathomable anger.

Not here. Not like this. Was he so entilted to think he could look DOWN on her? That she was any mere ENEMY to him. He was the VERMIN. HIM.

❝  All of you in Mondstadt ... every last one of you ... are vermin! You're disgusting! ❞

She takes heavy breathes, but the Fair Lady is unable to compose herself. There's a burning inside her chest, and a fury that needs to be unleashed. Flames begin to flicker from her very body; she can feel that awful, scathing sensation bubbling at her exposed flesh.

❝  My powers are far GREATER then any of yours. ❞ Do not cause a scene. Control yourself. Control it. There was no reason to go all out; that's what they wanted. That's what they ALL wanted. ❝  If you dare- touch me again. I will burn this entire nation to the ground. Then, let Her Majesty encase it in an eternal wonderland. Unless you're ready to meet your end, don't come ANY closer. ❞

He will pay. He will pay he will pay he will pay---!!

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𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝔃𝓮𝓷 𝓿𝓸𝓲𝓭 ✉ ░ @frcstwinded ― local adopted by the fatui because their dad runs it child kaeya poking at rosalyne’s knee, “do i have to kneel for you, rosa?” //im not sorry

Signora begins to laugh, her dark chuckle echoing throughout the room. Oh dear. What a cute little thing he was. Well, she can't ask him to kneel, even if such a sight would be amusing. As soft as she could be, for a woman encased in ice, her gaze can only stare down harshly, despite the smile at her lips. ❝  You must kneel to no one aside from Her Highness. ❞ Gloved fingers interlock with his hair, gently running through his locks. ❝  Come here child. ❞ Yes, she does in fact, allow him to sit in her lap; for he was, after all, of something precious to the man she held upmost respect and adoration for.

❝  It will be you who forces the rest to lie at YOUR feet. ❞

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𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝔃𝓮𝓷 𝓿𝓸𝓲𝓭 ✉ ░ @torrentide ― “For someone who doesn’t like to feel things, you sure feel a lot of it out loud.”

❝  Oh? You are talking to me, are you? Hah. What naivety. You dare to speak out of place. ❞ Because he caught her in a moment of weakness; && that wasn't allowed. Lips remain firm, pursed, and annoyance overcomes her expression. The quiet pulse of a FROZEN heart had begun to be rapidly. The Fair Lady swallows down the feelings that threatened to fall into his hands. Finally, a weak scoff, and she turns her back to him, arms folded across her torso.

He was one who could never see her in such a light. He who knew nothing of this world. Nor anything of the OLD WORLD. They were not friends, they were barely colleagues ... and it snapped something inside her to think that he could see through her.

❝  Don't you have something to go destroy. Leave me. ❞

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𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝔃𝓮𝓷 𝓿𝓸𝓲𝓭 ✉ ░ @puppctoire ― “For someone who doesn’t like to feel things, you sure feel a lot of it out loud.”

Signora's demeanor shifts --- once crossed arms falling by her side, the slightest twitch in her stance as she turns to face Sandrone, && more prominently, her smile drops into a deep frown.

❝  That was uncalled for, don't you think? ❞ Her SHARP EXHALE is inaudible, falling silent at parting lips. How dare she. Yet, the Fair Lady has been caught in a storm of her own emotions. Brows furrow in annoyance. That's right, there was no reason to let her rage out; like her very queen, she could be an unmoving glacier. Her fellow Harbinger's merely ... witnessed those small cracks in her behavior from time to time. No matter.

❝  Really, must I take that coming from you? I don't need to be a stiff machine to function. ❞ Deflection at its finest, dancing around the question with a sharp remark of her own; emotions that dared to surface in weakness was something Signora would never allow, no, but passion, directed vengeance, the warmth of an everlasting winter which sparks a flame within her frozen abyss?

Hand flicks to the side, but no smirk is present; she had taken too great of an offence of Sandrone's words for any pleasantries.

❝  Without any feeling whatsoever, you're no better than those mindless little creations of yours. And what a WASTEFUL existence that would be. ❞

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𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝔃𝓮𝓷 𝓿𝓸𝓲𝓭 ✉ ░ @dawnswine ― take down .   forcefully  bring  my  muse  to  the  ground .

A FIRE burns within, && still it's unclear whether it's her own wrath itching at the seams, or the detest heat which radiated off him. Taking her by surprise is by no means an easy task, but she never expected him to take such action within a diplomatic arrangement ( one she herself claimed, yet the Fair Lady's sharp tongue and underlying threats may have provoked as intended )

❝ YOU- ❞ She'd hit the floor before she could even raise a finger. How? How could someone like him even dare to put his hands on her. Again. AGAIN. His own gaze pierced into hers, and were she anyone else ... oh, how amusing. Was this his way of subduing her? Was she supposed to be frightened? As if she'd ever let someone like him intimidate her.

Testing the waters, she shifts, only for his body to tense in return, to tighten that wretched grasp he has; enough to make her wrists ache, enough that her snarl is evident.

❝ Do you really think you have me? Insolent parasite- ❞ Once so level-headed and unnervingly calm, he'd managed to destroy her sly, calculated demeanor, cracking down the surface of a high-established harbinger, to the rageful women which threatened to rise.

❝ To think someone like YOU could ever hope to stop me. It's almost laughable. Do you intend to keep me here? Or, ❞ Now, NOW her grin returns, and a malicious laughter erupts elegantly behind closed lips. ❝ Is it cowardice? Fearful of what happens once you release me? As if I couldn't freeze the very skin off your hands as we speak. ❞

Legs move, and he reacts as she thought. Hahah, now this really was just funny. Though if she stayed under him any longer, her smile would surely drop; there's only so much disobedience she could endure for the sake of her overall goals, and she wasn't afraid to get her hands dirty. She was more then willing to put him in his place.

❝ Oh, now people would get the wrong idea, wouldn't they? Not only have you attacked a snezhnayain diplomat, but you've pinned me against the floor in such an exposing position. If you wanted my attention, then beg like all the rest. ❞

How quickly she switches to an icy expression, how easily she can move despite his grasp on her; had it not been for the flames which he wielded, she may not have been so hesitant; there would be no worry underlying her features, a CRAZED desperation gnawing at her very being.

❝ You're a lot more bearable when you behave like a good little BRAT. Is it you just want to see me squirm beneath you? Hmm? If you're going to keep manhandling me, at least make it interesting. ❞

It's infuriating, disgustingly so, that he continues to believe he can play these games with her. Signora moves herself closer, too close, it wasn't the first time she'd messed with FIRE; gaining control of such inferno would be an easy task. She'd make it so. ❝ Amuse me. I'm starting to get bored. ❞

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𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝔃𝓮𝓷 𝓿𝓸𝓲𝓭 ✉ ░ @anemchy ― raises arms uppy uppy

Now who said the Fair Lady was no good with children , hm? Even for that one's child spawn , her unfazed , cold gaze only lasts a moment as she looks down at the little one. ❝ Someone's been wandering , now haven't they? ❞ Tsk , tsk Dottore. He should know better then to let a child run around freely like that , who knows what terrible things lay lurking in the frozen void. ❝ Awfully reckless , it's so easy to freeze to death here in Snezhnaya, even in a palace as grand as this. If I must- ❞ She'd humour the small girl , if only to show off ; to walk down the halls carrying his daughter as if she were her own. Oh , wouldn't that be fun?

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𝓘𝓷𝓽𝓸 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝔃𝓮𝓷 𝓿𝓸𝓲𝓭 ✉ ░ @fatuispolaris ― ‘ i hate this just as much as you, but we have to see this through. ’

❝ So cold. Is that how you still treat it? I'm rather thrilled to be working on this with you , Our Majesty's sweetest Childe. ❞ How she dotes on the younger Harbinger , ever so sickeningly sweet ( so very mocking ). Lips pull into a wicked smile , a sense of superiority quick to overtake her in his presence ; he never liked her much , but that just made it all the better in her opinion. Like a good boy , he BEST listen to her ... else , she'll find a way to simply use it against him , and better the mission's own gain. Ah. She'd done so before , just to seal the deal on Morax's gnosis.

She circles him , like a shark to prey ; sharply , she reaches out and cups his face with one , gloved hand. It only lasts a moments touch before he's forcibly retreating , an action which only grows her smile. That is before brows furrow , && annoyance begins to seep through ; a true testament to the feelings within. No , there was a hatred for being forced to babysit because someone couldn't stop themselves from causing a scene.

❝ At the very least , you won't let your emotions distract you from the mission. ❞

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