#darkflyers

There’s a squawk and a rustling of feathers. The shade of red that colored the tengu’s face had to be some sort of record.

   virion hasn’t forgotten, and intends to use this opportunity of a future andromeda, brought as a gift from the future, to live up to his title of duke. he approaches them in a quiet moment, and for once, is prepared for rejection as he speaks up:

   ‘ my dearest andromeda— do you have a moment for me? ‘

bernadetta  knew  that  this  was  necessary  .  to  be  more  convincing  .  even  still  -  this  was  an  introvert’s  worst  nightmare  .  surrounded  by  people  in  the  monastery  ,  her  friends  even  ,  to  celebrate  hers  and  andi’s  “  engagement  .  ” 

she  hoped  this  plan  would  work  .  

           meet me at the hot springs at sunset. the note had been left with andi’s belongings and she imagined they would find it once they were done with their duties. it gave anya plenty of time for her to set the mood-- no one would come around this time of the evening, she made sure of that-- leaving a few candles out and a fine cheese and wine she’d gathered just for the occasion. a pink robe hung from her figure, far fancier from anything she usually wore in the springs. something special.

            when she heard the sound of footsteps, she hurried into position at the edge of the water with the robe slipping off her shoulder just so in a way to look as casual as possible.

❛  ...  ❜   byleth has heard many, many excuses in its short time as a teacher, but this one takes the cake.  it takes a deep breath, & nods defeatedly.