𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍.

       the crunching sounds were ominous. limbs were ripped off and torn apart, blood drooling from her mouth in a repugnant motion. she didn't bother to save appearences—— lord of calamity reeled in fear and misery. ❝ you shouldn't be picky. ❞ her whole etiquette was thrown away ; mouth full of rotten flesh and broken bones.

oh,  good.  if he had left her to be with his friends and crew,  then she would prefer that his curse didn’t make things hard for them too,  no matter how much it hurts for her.  it’s such a mess:  all edna can do is wait,  yet he won’t come back.  not willingly,  at least.  she knows it with all her heart  …    ❝  maybe you should help him with that;  he’s not really good with buying gifts for a girl,  ❞    she softly says,  sounding terribly fond,  a hint of a smile at her lips.  honestly,  that dummy is such a big dummy  …    ❝  the latest gift was some weird clay pot wrapped in sunflower-printed paper.  where have you guys been journeying for him to find that?  ❞

       at edna's mention about her big brother's weird taste in picking up gifts, a snort bubbled from her throat. she could remember when eizen had a rough time writing a letter and begrudgingly asked the daemon some help with words. boys were always shy and unsure about how they should convey their emotions. ❝ you know how men are. always full of pride and stubborn. ❞ her finger tapped her chin, reminiscing the time eizen insisted to go through some ruins for two whole days just to find the perfect gift. ❝ i think it was around loegres. your brother dragged us along to find some treasures, and we had to save him from stepping into traps. ❞

"Sorry, I didn't realize he followed me again. I-I'd send him home, but I don't think I'd have a cat anymore unless I walked him back myself. Um... can you stand it just for today?"

       allergy stopped its embarrassing curse once the cat was far away from reach —— hencewhy she always favoured dogs over cats. they were more faithful and less a hassle. while she is mourning her loss of humanity, some things seemed to never change about her constitution. ❝ yeah, i think i'll survive.. ❞ another sneeze was threatening her nose, she cleared her throat to stop another cough from rising up. ❝ your cat always follow everywhere ? aren't you worried about his safety ? ❞ she prohibited laphicet from adopting a pet during their journey because of the danger and casualities that might happen, especially with gruesome implications.

(Day 1 and 2 of Berseria Week)

wanna hear about the best insults like "fils de chien" or "sale enfoiré" no that's really poetic