#oh i dont have a legacy editor thingy unfortunately

[mischieviouscollector]

@emperorsfavorite:

“The Collector, huh?” She chimes back, their voice echoing through the deep and dark cavities of the halls. “That’s interesting, what exactly are you collecting? Or I guess, used to- and of course I have a name, it’s how we differentiate from one another. Though I guess you can call me Azura the Human.”

“Well, I was supposed to collect living things to “preserve” them, but that’s sooooo boring, so I only did that sometimes. It’s much more fun to play with creatures that can react. Anyway, so I mostly collected cool stuff, like shiny trinkets and smooth pebbles and eyeballs and plushies and shedded shells of shiny bugs and pieces of glass and also bones and other stuff I can’t think of right now!”

The Collector giggled from the shadows.

“Azzzzuuuurraaaa. Azura. Azura,Azura,Azuuuura.”

The human scout's been trying to find Philip's secrets for a while now, watching him disappear into the head of the Titan each time when he claims to be out for an important meeting. With burning curiosity the human eventually gathers enough courage to step into the darkness, only to be greeted with a massive grey door and a few workshop tables more than anything. Azura cries out in frustration.

"All those steps and there's nothing but boring paperwork? Ugh!"

((hope this is okay for me to send!))

//it’s definitely okay!! :D

The Collector lurked in the shadows, watching the scout’s frustration in curiosity.

They were supposed to hide and keep quiet, and most of the time they would, but Philip had been covering up their table a lot lately, so the Collector was even more restless and bored than usual. The boredom itched under his skin like a disease. They couldn’t stand it anymore!

Scouts were pretty disposable, anyway, so it’s not like it would really matter.

Suddenly, shadows spread across the room, glowing eyes and a grinning face appearing on the table closest to Azura.

“BOO! You shouldn’t be in heeeerreee! You’re gonna be in big trouble!”

A child’s voice echoed around the room, sounding like it somehow came from everywhere.