╔ Dark Enforcer ╝

What was this now? Was the female knight actually worried about him? Yuri paused what he was doing, searching her face for any tell tale sign of her yanking his chain. There was that familiar stubbornness within those purple hues and yes, perhaps just the smallest edge of sincerity. So then the sigh hadn’t been his imagination? Huh, will wonders never cease. 

Waiting, she was always kept waiting. Left behind at the castle while he was out doing missions and errands for the guild. Far away in person but never far away in thought and heart. And yet despite how the months dragged by before he saw her face again, the rosette princess was always there to welcome him back with open arms. To greet him with a warm smile and equally warm embrace. 

It was these simple gestures that made Yuri feel equal parts happy and guilty. Happy because she was always so enthusiastic in her greetings. Guilty because he could tell that the long separation and the fact that she wasn’t traveling with him pained her. 

Arms coming up, one settling gently on her soft hair while the other returned the hug, wrapping around her petite back. Silently, he felt grateful that her face was hidden away so he did not have to yet face the flicker of tears that he had spotted gathering in her long lashes moments before Estelle initiated the hug. 

❝ It’s good to be back. ❞  

Was his reply, head leaning forward to rest gently against her own in his own form of returning her affectionate hug. He allowed himself to give her hair a soft ruffle before pulling back and flashing her a grin.

The pressure of the warrior canine’s paws against his torso was a very welcome sensation. One that the vigilante hadn’t realized just how much he’d missed until he felt the familiar contact. It wasn’t an action that Repede did often, so when he did, Yuri knew to hold it close to his chest and cherish it. It was his partner in crimes way of showing him just how much he’d missed him.

❝ Hey buddy, missed me much? ❞ 

Was his pleased and slightly teasing greeting as he knelt to be more at level with his long time companion and friend. 

Canting his head slightly, dark eyes studied the other fondly before Yuri leaned forward, closing the distance between them. A gentle thump issued forth as he  bumped his forehead to Repede’s in the all too familiar greeting. 

Mirroring her actions, he brushed his drenched fringe out of his own eyes, an appreciative gleam in dark hues. Yes, she was going to make this fun. Perhaps they could drag the others in at some point, but for now it was going to be a full out war between vigilante and pirate.  Propping one hand on his hip, he leaned forward slightly so that he could drip on her. It was a momentary stand still until the stakes had been decided. 

❝ And what do I get if I win? ❞ 

Damn its hot, so very hot. He’s sweating everywhere and must smell rather unpleasant. Yet beside him the rosette princess lies, arms flailing slightly as she tries to pull herself up. Why she’s doing that, he doesn’t know. Moving requires so much effort and generates more heat in this blazing hot weather. 

❝ I don’t feel like trying.❞ An arm is flung out, coming to rest across her stomach as he takes note of the heat radiating from the area. The vigilante has already discarded his shirt in order to stay cool, not that it has done much good. The princess however is still wearing her over dress and most likely cooking in it. Rolling his head to the side, he smirked at her, one dark brow arching. Teasingly he stated.

He’s dripping now, hair plastered to his face and in his eyes, bits of balloon  sticking to and standing out against his dark hair.

Yuri regarded his mirror image with an amused grin. From the tone of his voice and the position he was in, the other gave off the vibes of a very comfortable, very satisfied feline. At least in the vigilante’s opinion. 

He pretended to take a swat at him, though all he succeeded in doing was stirring the air momentarily. 

The question, poised with such intrigue had the water seraph halting in place. His hands frozen in the act of chopping vegetables for their dinner. The knife poised above the morsel of food as dark hues shifted to regard her, brows slightly raised. The gears were visibly moving in his head, Yuri pondered her query. It was not something he had ever considered in regards to her and yet it would be a rather magnificent sight to behold. Freezing ones artes seemed more of something he would be able to do, being a water seraph. At least that’s what he thought but the young seraph really couldn’t be sure, brow furrowing slightly in thought. He was still rather new to the whole being a seraph thing. Not that he had any experience to go on or other water seraph around to learn from. Perhaps they could…combined their artes and find out? Was that even allowed?

Only one way to find out..

Setting the knife down, he wiped his hands before shifting to face her fully, giving the light seraph his undivided attention. Elbows propped on his knees, body bent forward he offered her a grin.