#Divinia Cen Scaena

[warriorsoftwiggenstein]

Ohohohohohoooo~

[warriorsoftwiggenstein]

"Not much of a reason, if you ask me. If they want you to continue the 'royal bloodline', then they may use the fancy science that they've spent centuries perfecting. This is about respect, not expectation."

warriorsoftwiggenstein​:

“Is someone not being interested in sex really such a big deal?”

❝Only for the reason that one has royal blood & is expected to pass it on.❞

[warriorsoftwiggenstein]

Divinia’s....still just kind of a bitch????

[warriorsoftwiggenstein]

Guess you prefer "lady", then?

"I prefer to leave this conversation. You have proven to be most awful company."

[warriorsoftwiggenstein]

Day you got named, different from the one you were born on. I don't know your culture, girl, I call that a birthday.

"Exactly who are you calling 'girl'? My name is Divinia Cen Scaena, and I will not be referred to in such a flippant, disrespectful manner."

[warriorsoftwiggenstein]

What is. A Nameday?

"...The day you were born? What else could it be??"

[warriorsoftwiggenstein]

“Uh....I got...FAR LESS than I expected on my NAMEDAY?? Apologies, is the world once again in peril? So much that such a splendid day is forgotten?!?!”

[warriorsoftwiggenstein]

One cookie for Divinia!

"For me? On my little ol' nameday?"

[warriorsoftwiggenstein]

“...”

Is still awaiting praise and/or gifts.

[warriorsoftwiggenstein]

“...” 

She is awaiting praise and/or gifts.

[warriorsoftwiggenstein]

“Oh! It’s my nameday in a few days! I wonder if I’ll get any surprises?”

[warriorsoftwiggenstein]

Divinia when she learns about Mistletoe.

[warriorsoftwiggenstein]

*hands Divinia some literal fire to eat*

"Sad, you think you're clever."

[warriorsoftwiggenstein]

@hottataru

"Oh gods it's that time of the year. Simultaneously the best and worst time of the year. I need someone to blind fold me and then just pour candy and pastries into my mouth."

“Oh, not a fan of the scares?” Divinia was split on the spirit of it all, on one hand she rather liked fearful plays and stories, but it was different putting yourself through it versus someone putting you up to it themselves. “I myself rather like the aesthetic of the festivities, much different than the holidays we had growing up.”

[warriorsoftwiggenstein]

She still doesn’t quite get it, but the outfits are cute

[warriorsoftwiggenstein]

“Puh...please! Help!”

A lone woman, dressed in conservative traveling clothes, ran as fast as her legs could carry her. A large beast hot on her trail, practically snapping it’s jaws at her cloak. In her hand, clenched in white knuckles, was a dagger no longer than her hand, her only manner of defense, it seemed. 

Her leg wobbled, too exhausted to keep her going, she fell to the ground, face first. The beast was upon her in less than a second, before it could bring it’s fangs down upon her, she stabbed with all her might, landing a blow in it’s eye. It reeled back in pain, and she took in another breath and let out the loudest and most piercing scream she could manage, to exhausted to do anything else.