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:) another Striga dayarmor pic
:D OH THERE SHE IS! NOW READY FOR A FIGHT So happy to upload these! I had a blast with
Phototeam-Hagenohsen
taking pics and me confusing bystanders & their dogs!!
Some more Striga pics today from the photoshoot with "Phototeam.Hagenohsen"
Next step done!!! Striga cosplay is practically finished! Now I just need to work on the wig and we ready for a shoot!!

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I ticked a tok
you should have told me all of this from the beginning.
beyond the walls of the castle where lingered pitchforks and stoked fires amongst heavy mist, now lies only soil and blood. good, she thinks. that'll teach you, but the victory is short lived as scolding sounds behind her and echoes within stone walls. before she turns, lips purse and then slip with ease into a thankful, supposedly meek smile, still playing the damsel even as she blinks up at her saviour, clad in blood - soaked armour (and from humans she'd come to despise more than most, it reeks) and casting down her gaze. “ would you have still come if i did ? ” russet strands brought over her shoulder, deft fingers twirling it into a loose braid and then untangling it again, again.
“ i don't see how i could have made it sound any better in writing. dear darling striga, so sorry i can't join you in the war effort, believe me that there is nowhere i'd rather be than surrounded by human bloodshed, ” hand waving, brow arching in her direction with a vague gesture to the mess made on her floor. “ but a bastard witch pissed on my sigils and sent an army of every man unsound of mind in almost the entire country --- which is all of them, might i add --- to my gates and i await my imminent demise. please help, signed róisín. ” the narrowing of emerald hues, her dead stare encompassing her displeasure for the last weeks of solitude. “ they'd already taken eibhlín, so maybe you'd have thought i was more hassle than i'm worth ? oh, don't look at me like that. so what if i left out a few details ? it's done now, i'm forever grateful and indebted to you for eternity, and we can leave. ”
im so excited im sweating. AH!!
she may be manipulative and a bit of an apex predator but ykw? at least she doesn't like men