#support: panette

[stalwaria]

[ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄 ]: "Greetings Etie." Panette approaches her fellow redhead with her typical greeting. "Wait a minute... You appear... different. Did you change your workout routine? Your abdominal muscles are... What is everyone saying... marvelously... popping! I think."

𝐅𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐒 ( still accepting! )

"Oh? Keen eye there, Panette."

Pride swells in Etie's chest as she flips her hair triumphantly, delighted to see someone notice the changes in her physique. It was something she had been keeping track of herself, ever since switching up her usual exercise routine.

Her muscle bulk still needed a bit of work... but she at least felt stronger, and that was the important thing. All the better to protect her friends with.

"Thanks. My abs are glorious, aren't they?" She grins proudly, "I've been trying to incorporate more Brodian strength exercises into my usual routine. Did you know that King Diamant runs over three mountain ranges? BEFORE breakfast?"

She shakes her head, tongue clicking. "I heard it from Jade once, and just about nearly lost my head! Those guys are on a completely different level... I'd love to be there, too."

Etie pauses as an idea comes to her, and she perks up, beaming. "Hey! Maybe we can run together! I've got strong legs, and you can swing an axe around like no one's business—I bet you can handle a mountain range or three."

[melusinezephyr]

a kiss between enemies who should be fighting (( pretend like this is from panette.... lmao ))

kissies :3 (accepting)

"Panette, doll, shouldn't you be on the other side of the battle?" Zephia glances up, setting aside the sword she had been scrapping absentmindly against the ground. The smaller woman is before her and Zephia grabs a strand of her long orange hair as she stands to circle around Panette like she's some sort of vulture waiting to swoop down upon her prey.

She kisses the ends of the girl's hair gently, smirking before picking her up into her arms like the little doll that she was. She plants another kiss on Panette's lips before abruptly dropping her on the ground.

"Run along now. Wouldn't want to get... caught, would you? Don't worry, I'll give you time to get away. But remember dear little doll, we are enemies."

[stalwaria]

“All right, here goes nothin’,” Panette mutters with a wicked grin on her face. 

One must always be prepared for combat, this much is true where she had grown up and maybe less now here at the academy, but it wouldn’t hurt to have a little extra… practice. Granted, being sneaky is not Panette’s forte from the way she dresses, speaks, and even down to her weapon choice. The axe is strong but slow and even her fists, well there is no subtlety there. 

She has been working to improve on it, though this is her first attempt at it really. Presently, she hides in a large bush waiting for her subject to pass by. So far she has been masterfully concealed as no one seems to pay her any mind, or they just do not care.

She stays on her toes until she spots another shade of red. Wait… Wait… Panette leaps out, leaving a flutter of leaves in her wake and jumps in front of her. “Hah!” Feeling satisfied with her performance, her lips curl into a small smile. “Greetings Etie, was that enough to affright you? I have been working on my sneaking skills.”

There's a nondescript hum on Etie's lips as she walks through the courtyard, rhythmically tapping a pair of gardening shears against her palm. Today was her turn to volunteer in the greenhouse, and the thought of tending to so many varieties of flowers and plants had her in a pretty good mood.

Unbeknownst to her, something was about to dampen that mood...

In the form of a pale, ghoulish girl, leaping from the bushes—the combination of vibrant makeup, tattered patches of colorful cloth edging her skirts, and golden eyes framed by fiery hair, all melded together for one striking jumpscare. And for Etie's part? She was certainly scared.

Etie whips out the gardening shears, waving them threateningly at the girl as she flails into a defensive stance. "WAAAAAH... hhhya... ya... yah...?"

She pauses as recognition dawns, shears hanging limp in her hand. "...Wait, Panette? Geez! Well, it sure did work! Couldn't you have greeted me in a more—I don't know—conventional way!? A 'hello' would have sufficed!"

A short huff, as her expression slowly softens. "Buuut... conventional isn't how we redheads do things, is it? It's why we get along so well." She grins, "Sneaking practice aside, it's great to see you again. I had no idea you were coming! I'd show you around, but I've got a date with a few flowers..." She gestures to the greenhouse in the distance, "Unless you'd like to join me?"