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“ who do you fight for? ” (from the Tsaritsa)

question prompts (accepting.) // @celestiatouched​ asked: “ who do you fight for? ” (from the Tsaritsa)

Scaramouche stands in the grand hall of Zapolyarny Palace. The ever-present chill in the great chamber palpable. He does not need to breathe, but he does so anyway in the Tsaritsa's presence. As if to give her a semblance of the power she wields over him when his exhalation becomes visible in the frosty air.

He is alone with the Tsaritsa. Save for the numerous guards lining the corridor that he has always taken note of whenever he has been summoned by Her Majesty.

Guards. How funny. How quaint. As if they could ever dream to lay a finger upon him after all the tinkering Dottore has done to him.

He does not kneel when he greets the Tsaritsa, as many others would. Scaramouche does bow when before her, however slight that tip of his head is, the soft ringing of bells dangling from the tassles of that signature hat. The same one that hides his expression from those who think they can look down on him.

"For you, of course, my Lady." He says sweetly, no ounce of the malice he usually carries. The puppet tucks that away into his cheek. "Your dream is the most eminent in all this world. Why should I ever think to wield myself on behalf of any other?"

Signora's words, of course. Stolen away from their private conversations and relayed to the Tsaritsa now with his own wicked tongue.

celestiatouched asked:  “Have some of this. You’ll feel better.” (from Thoma)

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"My lady, your brother is trying to convince me to drink wasabi milk tea again."

    “That is... hmm.” Ayaka’s displeasure shows in the curl of her lips. Wasabi is already low on her list of items she likes to consume. To add it to milk tea... the idea sounds so preposterous, not to mention disgusting. Must her brother terrorize Thoma every time they cross paths?

Height comparison.

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For the briefest of moments, Atria found herself hesitating, before reaching to take the other's hand.

It felt almost embarrassing, feeling the way she was around Seire, but there was always something faintly intimidating about her to Atria.

It was then she realized her hand was shaking in Seire's and Atria almost had half a mind to pull her hand away again, yet she didn't against her better judgement.