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anyways I'm gonna work on some embroidery because I'm so close to being done with this project and then I'll get to dms and some more threads. Thank you for your patience and sorry for the wait. ♡

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Shoutout to characters that are both genuinely deeply kind and also genuinely terrifying and willing to spill buckets worth of blood to get something done. And neither of these are an act, they're just both very true.

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I need to do a better rendered piece but here's a sketch of a more casual crow outfit for Daisy. I imagine the pants at the knee flair out almost akin to bell bottoms or disco pants. And I know it gives more disco pirate than suave rogue but hear me out!!

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"Sweet? Perhaps. Could say I'm so sweet I'd melt in water." Daisy replies, shooting Neve a cheeky grin. Sweet, huh? Not a trait she's heard many use in reference to her — not even in her younger years. "What's the saying? Sugar, spice and everything nice?" She can't help the soft chuckle that follows.

A tin of oil is grabbed along with several containers of herbs and other little bottles, filling her arms. "Put me out? Please. You could never." Not her nor any of the others. It's what friends do; and she very much has come to see Neve as more than just a common ally. Everything is neatly set out on one of the small tables. It's not quite the same as her lab but it'll work. "I'll make you something soothing. But I also have some fancy lotions I got at some point that I hardly ever use that I can pass along. There's one that smells like roses, I think?"

A look from her supplies to Neve's leg with further examination. "Might want to give it a dab of astringent." she mutters, moving to grab a cloth and the appropriate bottle. "Would you like to do it or shall I?"

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As Daisy got up Neve started taking off her prosthetic wincing as the air hit it. The walk here was way too long so her leg was throbbing and tingly in the worst ways. It wasn't that ugly to look at but was clearly red with flaky dry skin and tiny bits of blood littering it from where her prosthetic had been rubbing it raw. "Oh you're too sweet," Trying to keep the mood light, and also not curse at her leg, Neve let a compliment slip. She was always grateful for help and Daisy was being far too generous offering to make her something fresh. "My legs irritated so I think a salve or balm would do? If you've got some lotion you are willing to give up I'll take that too, anything is something and I don't want to put you out."

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Despite her namesake, she is not delicate like a daisy. And she certainly isn't a shrinking violet; even if the former First Talon does intimidate her. She keeps her posture straight and head held high --- high enough to exude confidence but not high as to look down her nose in arrogance.

Contrary to popular belief, Daisy does know when to behave. Manners, etiquette, decorum; she has it all even if there are times when it seems like she doesn't. Her parents had instilled that much in her, whilst time with the Crows had tempered it...mostly.

"Of course it's not beneath me to take on such a task, signora." Comes the polite reply, corners of her mouth are ever so slightly quirked up. A small nod is returned as she takes the dossier from the elder Crow. "I am happy and gracious to take whatever job is offered." It's not like she has the authority or rank to do otherwise, especially if she has any hopes of being welcomed back home. At least that's the assumption. Until she starts second guessing herself. Maybe instead she should have stood her ground and refused? Mierda.

But beyond that, having an actual contract gives a feeling of normalcy. It is curious though that she would been given anything at all. Unless perhaps there's no one else to do it? It's an easy enough job. A list of names and locations in the city. Perhaps conspirators or just simple obstacles in grander schemes. "It will be done. The Crows' regards given." Golden gaze once looks up from the scrawled writing to look at Caterina. "Forgive my boldness in asking, but does this mean I'm welcome back? That my rank is or will be restored?"

@venombloom sent ❝i can take it.❞ for caterina.

caterina lowers the paper to look at daisy over the top of it, examining her for faults and flaws. though she has little stake in the protege of house de riva specifically it does fall to her to make sure the crows as a whole are seen in a certain light.

rook is putting a lot of spotlight where it shouldn't be. but is undeniably trying to save the world. far grander than the current needs of the crows as a whole, but a lofty goal. if she can pull it off. caterina has her doubts. daisy had been barely a fully fledged crow before she had ruined a plan months in the works. viago having kept her out of sight for the last year was smart on his part.

but now she has returned to the fold, partially, and she has taken out a contract of her own. she has rescued lucanis from the ossuary, helped him heal and even released caterina herself from imprisonment. that doesn't mean caterina has to like her. if she is expecting thanks, though, she should look elsewhere.

her thanks comes in the form of more work. a nod and an extension of caterina's arm, holding out the paper. " that is why i called you here. the contract. i assume you won't find it to be beneath you to carry out a simple contract? " it's clear that this isn't a request so much as a demand from the former first talon. perhaps even a test.

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❛ I’m doing this for my family. ❜ - from Sergio

@lcgacyofages

"A noble cause." Family is often a motivator for many things in life, both good and bad. But from what she has concluded, with him family is a positive thing. Truly a labor of love. She remembers what that use to be like; what lengths she would go to for hers. Until one day she didn't.

The longing looks, the dejected sighs. He misses them dearly, she can tell. It makes her feel...guilty. He's only here because of her. Or well Viago. Which bless her mentor for caring enough to put in place a way to keep her safe and possibly out of more trouble.

Now she's the one with a case of homesickness. But which home?

"If it's any consolation I am sorry you're having to play nursemaid. You're doing a fabulous job by the way." A sympathetic smile is shot his way before her attention focuses back on the blade she's sharpening. A beat silence till her voice cuts through once more. "Tell me about them. Your family, I mean. If you want. They're lucky to have someone like you."

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Random Assortment of headcanons: 2/???

Daisy's father, Macario, had a vice for gambling. But not with dice or cards, usually. No, horses. He had a tendency to bet on horse races. At one point Macario had even considered investing in the sport. Such a thing never came to be especially with how he wracked up debt just by not knowing when to fold.

Not part of Antivan culture, but her family considers red to be a special color. Luck, life, vitality and prosperity. Most the family members had some sort of bit of red they would always keep on their person be it a scarf, a handkerchief, a piece of jewelry, etc. When Daisy joined the Crows it was a habit she gave up. Donatella, Daisy's mother, even wore a red wedding dress and veil (later on her sisters that married would do the same) and her father incorporated red into his attire as well.

one of the things Daisy knows how to make with herbs is herbal cigarettes. She's seen her mother make them dozens of times. But it's a vice that Daisy only indulges in very, very rarely — usually after extremely nerve racking jobs or days and usually in conjunction with a hot bath. Beyond recreational use, Daisy knows how to make them for medicinal use.

The love of making poisons comes from the fact that Daisy did genuinely enjoy the alchemy and herbalism lessons she picked up from her mother. And in a more ideal world she might have even gone on to pursue apothecary work.

The only creative or artistic hobby Daisy has ever had is embroidery. And even then it was pursued out of a minuscule selection of other possible hobbies. It's not something she's in love with but she does appreciate that it keeps her hands busy.

Daisy and her sisters were lucky enough to receive a semblance of an education. In fact it was her mother that pushed to make sure they at least got the basics — reading, writing and basic mathematics.

The only dishes Daisy can cook are posole/pozole, Uova al Purgatorio (eggs in purgatory), dolmas and basic chocolate and vanilla cakes. She has a palette for spicy foods and tends to well season her cooking.

With the Crows she's had the opportunity to live a bit more luxuriously. However, it's not something she truly or fully indulged in. Most of her expensive purchases were either items for her work (ingredients garden maintenance, venomous creatures, weapons) or very specific indulgences like a self portrait (she made sure the artist depict whatever scars were visible when modeling), jewelry and books. quite frankly she lived modestly or more modest than most of her peers. Clothes & armor shopping is fun to a certain extent but also a real pain in the ass and she tries not to have to do it often.

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William-Adolphe Bouguereau (1825-1905) "Young Gypsies" (1879) Academicism

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Random Assortment of headcanons: 2/???

Daisy's father, Macario, had a vice for gambling. But not with dice or cards, usually. No, horses. He had a tendency to bet on horse races. At one point Macario had even considered investing in the sport. Such a thing never came to be especially with how he wracked up debt just by not knowing when to fold.

Not part of Antivan culture, but her family considers red to be a special color. Luck, life, vitality and prosperity. Most the family members had some sort of bit of red they would always keep on their person be it a scarf, a handkerchief, a piece of jewelry, etc. When Daisy joined the Crows it was a habit she gave up. Donatella, Daisy's mother, even wore a red wedding dress and veil (later on her sisters that married would do the same) and her father incorporated red into his attire as well.

one of the things Daisy knows how to make with herbs is herbal cigarettes. She's seen her mother make them dozens of times. But it's a vice that Daisy only indulges in very, very rarely — usually after extremely nerve racking jobs or days and usually in conjunction with a hot bath. Beyond recreational use, Daisy knows how to make them for medicinal use.

The love of making poisons comes from the fact that Daisy did genuinely enjoy the alchemy and herbalism lessons she picked up from her mother. And in a more ideal world she might have even gone on to pursue apothecary work.

The only creative or artistic hobby Daisy has ever had is embroidery. And even then it was pursued out of a minuscule selection of other possible hobbies. It's not something she's in love with but she does appreciate that it keeps her hands busy.

Daisy and her sisters were lucky enough to receive a semblance of an education. In fact it was her mother that pushed to make sure they at least got the basics — reading, writing and basic mathematics.

The only dishes Daisy can cook are posole/pozole, Uova al Purgatorio (eggs in purgatory), dolmas and basic chocolate and vanilla cakes. She has a palette for spicy foods and tends to well season her cooking.

With the Crows she's had the opportunity to live a bit more luxuriously. However, it's not something she truly or fully indulged in. Most of her expensive purchases were either items for her work (ingredients garden maintenance, venomous creatures, weapons) or very specific indulgences like a self portrait (she made sure the artist depict whatever scars were visible when modeling), jewelry and books. quite frankly she lived modestly or more modest than most of her peers. Clothes & armor shopping is fun to a certain extent but also a real pain in the ass and she tries not to have to do it often.

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I had the stupidest thought in my goldfish brain but can you imagine Teia visiting Villa de Riva and Rook gets so excited to see her and/or chats her ear off? Maybe shows her new things she's gotten like "Hey Teia, wanna see my new snake/jewelry/scar?"

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❛ Let’s cause a little trouble. ❜ (from Davrin. I lied about the more serious part lol)

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"Trouble you say?" Daisy says with a raise of her brows. "Trouble is my middle name." Or her whole name rather; that should be her true occupation perhaps, causing chaos.

The expression she puts on is coy and mischievous as she turns from looking over the banister of the library to face him. Closer she leans towards him. "What I'm hearing is that you and me are going to take a healthy dose of gingerwort tea and go skinny dipping in the Treviso canals? Maybe kill some Antaam while we're at it?" A playful wink is given before she busts out into laughter. It doesn't sound like a bad time honestly. And it would indeed cause trouble. So much so, she imagines Viago would have several veins burst in anger if she even committed such an uncouth, embarrassing act.

Daisy gives Davrin a pat on the arm when her chuckles die down. "I'm kidding of course." Then she starts to adjust a piece of armor and move towards the staircase. "We actually don't have to work that hard to cause trouble. It always seems to just fall into our laps."

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POPULAR TROPES AND CLICHÉ QUOTES

Assorted ASKBOX PROMPTS reminiscent of beloved TROPES seen in literature, on screen, and on stage.

CHANGE gendered words and in-universe phrases as needed

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❛ So you’re the girl that I’ve heard so much about. ❜

❛ I’ve heard so much about you. ❜

❛ I could corrupt you. It would be easy. ❜

❛ Not every puzzle is yours to solve. ❜

❛ The truth is stranger than my worst dreams. ❜

❛ You will become everything you hate. ❜

❛ Wait. Did you hear something? ❜

❛ I have a feeling this has something to do with you. ❜

❛ This isn’t a dream, then. ❜

❛ All will be well. I am sure of it. ❜

❛ We’re in this together. ❜

❛ You were born to make history. ❜

❛ We make a really good team. ❜

❛ What I did, I did for us. ❜

❛ You’re not safe here. ❜

❛ I’m the happiest I’ve ever been because of you. ❜

❛ You’re my fate. Always my fate. ❜

❛ There’s a storm coming. ❜

❛ We’re not so different, you and I. ❜

❛ Hello? Is anybody here? ❜

❛ You don’t even know my real name. ❜

❛ To the ends of the earth, would you follow me? ❜

❛ Who are you, little girl? ❜

❛ I like you more than I planned. ❜

❛ I wish I could protect you from everything. ❜

❛ I shouldn’t be jealous; you aren’t even mine. ❜

❛ You won’t leave me, will you? ❜

❛ You know you should not have survived that, right? ❜

❛ Whatever you do, you’ll always be my brother. ❜

❛ The light … it’s calling to you. Just let it in. ❜

❛ If it means something to you, fight for it. ❜

❛ Can you remember who you were before? ❜

❛ The reports of my death were greatly exaggerated. ❜

❛ Never again will I let someone in. ❜

❛ I see something in you that I can’t explain. ❜

❛ There are traditions and expectations that you must uphold. ❜

❛ I won’t risk our enemies getting their hands on you. ❜

❛ A knife? Are you flirting with me? ❜

❛ Let me be your protector. ❜

❛ I am more than just a copy of you. ❜

❛ Everything’s about to change. ❜

❛ I don’t want to hurt you. ❜

❛ You have no idea who I am, do you? ❜

❛ You’ll never get away with this! ❜

❛ I’m not who I was before. ❜

❛ We’re gonna be legends someday. ❜

❛ Straighten up, little soldier. ❜

❛ You and I are going to change the world. ❜

❛ I did this all for you. ❜

❛ If you wish to see strange things, then I have the power to show them to you. ❜

❛ What’s it like to be a prophet? ❜

❛ You are not your father. ❜

❛ Are you flirting, or starting a fight? ❜

❛ I’m not the person that my parents wanted me to be. ❜

❛ I need to be touched. ❜

❛ This is where you belong. ❜

❛ I want a life full of incredible adventures. ❜

❛ Let’s cause a little trouble. ❜

❛ Relax; it’s just magic. ❜

❛ I want to go home. ❜

❛ My heart belongs to you. ❜

❛ We are connected in a way that I can’t explain. ❜

❛ I am just as strange as you. ❜

❛ Feel like making a deal with the devil? ❜

❛ You were dead. Yet here you are. ❜

❛ I have loved you since we were children. ❜

❛ I will always find you. I promise. ❜

❛ I know what it’s like to be afraid of your own mind. ❜

❛ It’s you. It’s always been you. ❜

❛ You should be terrified of me. ❜

❛ I always get what I want. ❜

❛ Why are you the way you are? ❜

❛ You and I are so alike. ❜

❛ I could tear you apart if I wanted. ❜

❛ We make a really good team. ❜

❛ I will always be proud of you, my love. ❜

❛ Aren’t you a deadly little thing? ❜

❛ You were born to lead. ❜

❛ I have existed a long, long time. ❜

❛ Give me one good reason why I should wear this dress. ❜

❛ None of your scars can make me love you less. ❜

❛ Your friendship means the world to me. ❜

❛ Without you, I don’t exist. ❜

❛ For you, I’d leave it all behind. ❜

❛ You say witch like it’s a bad thing. ❜

❛ Maybe we can fix each other. ❜

❛ I’m afraid of what I’ve become. ❜

❛ Get the hell out of my head. ❜

❛ Do not tell me what I can and cannot do. ❜

❛ I do not need to be saved. ❜

❛ I want answers, goddamnit! ❜

❛ I don’t need a name. ❜

❛ Your existence gives me a headache. ❜

❛ Is there anything I can do for you? ❜

❛ This isn’t going to be like last time. ❜

❛ You took everything from me. ❜

❛ I just want to live my own life. ❜

❛ I have nowhere else to go. ❜

❛ You’re my best friend. I can’t lose you. ❜

❛ The most dangerous thing is to love. ❜

❛ I’m doing this for my family. ❜

❛ You have information that we need. Valuable information. ❜

❛ I lost everyone; I can’t lose you too! ❜

❛ You cannot destroy me. ❜

❛ It is my duty to protect you. ❜

❛ It’s only illegal if we get caught. ❜

❛ I have a weakness for you. ❜

❛ I will follow you into the dark. ❜

❛ Maybe I’m not the person everyone thinks I am. ❜

❛ Pretty armour doesn’t make a warrior. ❜

❛ We could get arrested for this. ❜

❛ You’re too good for this world. ❜

❛ I’ve been waiting a long time for you. ❜

❛ You must be mad, coming here like this. ❜

❛ We’re two halves of a whole idiot. ❜

❛ We were never welcome here. ❜

❛ Where you go, I go. ❜

❛ My brother never came back. ❜

❛ Be on your guard. ❜

❛ The light will always win over darkness. ❜

❛ Blaming is often easier than understanding. ❜

❛ I think that you will change the world some day. ❜

❛ Look at what you’ve done. ❜

❛ Your mind is playing tricks on you. ❜

❛ How can someone so evil be so kind? ❜

❛ You were nothing before you met me. ❜

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What a comedic sight it would be though to see someone like her play a political role like his. Quite frankly she'd probably just start throwing punches and earn herself a trip to the gallows. Maybe she'd last a week. Slaughtering Venatori was more up her alley anyways. "Always happy to be of service."

It doesn't bother her nor stab at her heart when he mentions the side he would have picked in the latest of her grand fuckups decisions. An understandable disagreement.

With a nod she follows along with him, accepting the offer of a walk. In an easy pace she keeps up with him; steps light, trained yet ready to swivel, to act, should the need arise. However, they don't falter when the mention of her past is made. No, it's the barest hint of a twitch in her facial features that gives way for such acknowledgement. A twinge of her nose, a fluttering of lashes. To the unknowing eye it's just general spasms of the face.

"I suppose it is a promotion. Though not one I sought out or earned. It's a dirty job and someone had to step up and do it. It's not as romantic or glamorous as it may seem." A smidge of a humble answer that's nothing but honest. A true promotion would be becoming master assassin; not taking over your dear friend's venture to save the world after being near mortally wounded. She'll bear that weight, carry it all on her shoulders. Redemption. Repentance. "Neither is being the child of winemakers. It is amazing that it's only blood that runs through my veins and not a dry red."

A pointed glance shot his way, the corners of her lips quirked in amusement. "Either you're very nosy and love to snoop for gossip. Or you've heard certain details about me through the grapevine." The pun is worthy of cringe indeed. But who would she be if she didn't make it? Didn't cope with some humor? Truly she is curious where the good Magister got the information. It's not a guarded skeleton in her closet; a body to remain buried in the garden. She's told a few of her companions in very scarce detail, and her assumption would be maybe Neve was the one to tell him. "If you have a question I might answer it. I doubt that someone of your station has had a drop of what my family has brewed."

"What a pity. I'm sure many nobleman here would have made a bank holiday of it."

It's effortless. With their breezy back and forth, one might have forgotten he were a magister and that Rook was a hero. As it were, it's no reality he's forgotten, the great burden they both shoulder too pressed upon them both. He might have gleaned its grooves, however, the great force of it impressed upon the youth that held her face. Really, to stand again in company of those who'd change world...! With some dryness, he finds that womanhood's tangled with the thorns of sacrifice.

"A curious offer. We've already a jester playing his role rather marvelously on the grand stage of the Fade. I do have something sitting on the docket, but unless commanding the attention of a forum of magisters has become an overnight hobby of yours, I imagine that's out of your range of expertise." He smiles blindingly as Scout Harding's no doubt says he does. "Besides, you've enough to sort through as is, and I'm not in the business of accepting favors offered from some misplaced sense of pity. You plate me Venatori as I read the morning news! I do so love how they pair with the crossword puzzles."

No. She's not to feel regret at all. If ever she feels but its scantest flavor... Turning partly, it appears Magister Pavus invites her on a walk. "For what it's worth, I'd have chosen Minrathous in a heartbeat. From a daughter of vinters to spearheading the Veilguard is quite the promotion, isn't it?" How does he know?

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"I'm alive at least." She'd give him a cheeky smile had her face not felt as if she had gotten hit with a boulder. And of course it doesn't take him long to launch into a lecture. Rightly earned, sure (somewhat).

"I did dodge!" Daisy huffs. "I thought I did anyways." She swears she did. Another mistake in the long list she's wracked up. Eyes close as she inhales, opening only when she exhales.

And then she tries to stand up without his help. The first time she wobbles and her knees hit the ground. Then she tries a second time. Third time's the charm right? Actually it's about the fifth time when she finally is on her feet, legs shaking ever so slightly like jelly.

It occurs to her that she should have a healing potion on her person...somewhere. "I killed the target though, right?"

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"You're not fine," Viago snaps. At least she'd been able to tell how many fingers he'd been holding up... after a moment.

He takes her head in his hands, gently turning it from side to side. Well, her nose is still intact and all her teeth are still in her mouth. Things might have been much, much worse.

Doesn't mean Viago isn't pissed, however.

"You weren't out long," he says, letting go of her head. "Mierda, I taught you how to dodge that maneuver and you still walked right into it!"

And next time, he might not be here to fix it.

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Jesus Helguera (Mexican, 1910–1971)

Gitana con castañuelas

oil on canvas