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          eyes are vacant as svea stares out the nearby window, cheek resting in the palm of her hand as she listens to basil speak -- to anyone else, she would seem disinterested, annoyed -- yet the way her eyebrows furrow ever so slightly gives away her conflicting thoughts. it was true that her search had been brought to a standstill as of late, with so much work to be done &&. a cover to keep from being blown, &&. it was so unbearably frustrating. she wanted nothing more than to leave anyway despite it all, to face the risk in pursuit of knowledge, yet so actively throwing away her life for one she didn’t even know was hardly an option. shoulders rise && fall in a small sigh as lavender eyes close momentarily before glancing over to the other.

@musesnetwork​ asked:

"Gee, miss Fischl - if that even is your real name - how come Barbatos lets you have a minimum of three mothers?" Favonius knight bullies an adventurer from the Guild more at 10.  

“Art thou envious? If thee hast to know, one hast many for one ist deserving - dost thou inquire ast tou art motherless thyself?”

“Thou shouldst consider thyself fortuitous enough to gaze upon mine lineage, for the mothers Mei and Kiana art most splendid - not that thee wouldst know with thine familial shortcomings.”

        A humph, hands placed confidently upon her hips.

                Local Adventurer Slaps Back.

  Rare were the nights when he gathered a crowd of this magnitude. Hilichurls flanked him on all sides, sitting idle alongside the gelatinous elemental blobs that came crawling out of the woodwork from the moment he plucked his first note. Why was it that he found better company in the monsters humanity feared than the people of Mondstadt? Wasn’t that strangely messed up? The silver lyre wailed as the bard played his lamentation on its strings, his thoughts single-mindedly focused on letting his music flow freely.

“   ...   ”     now just what in the seven archons' names is he talking about ??

Unprompted ask. - @musesnetwork​ sent:

" Lady Vanessa. " A faltering, whispering voice called out from behind. There stood a hunched, tired-looking young man. The knight yawned and with half-closed eyes, followed suit with his personal query.

"Isn't there supposed to be some sort of festival about Inazuma? Are Captain Albedo and the Honorary Knight the only ones going? I'm kinda out of the loop here." Here's hoping he gets to SLACK a bit considering the Order is busy in out of the country matters.

“Oh, good day, sir Richtofen-Beaumont.” The knightess performed a bow as a greeting towards him. Upon being inquired about the current event in Inazuma, she tilted her head a bit in response. A question like this wasn’t honestly expected, furthermore she didn’t have much knowledge about the mentioned subject herself. 

" Kono Sodomu will always think of you as husbando material desu yo! "

Good ol’ Sodom

“ Aww ! Arigato gozaimasu ! ” The featureless male gratefully replied to the hulking samurai in front of him. While many probably would have a hard time trying to decipher Sodom’s broken hybrid of English and Japanese, Gray understood it just fine.

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Illya chuckles.

“Alright, the truth.”

“As you might expect Basil, the Akademiya houses the greatest trove of information and research in all of Teyvat. So much of its researchers’ findings have never left the institution’s walls. They’ve discredited alumni, exiled them, even had them killed... Just to keep the extent of what they’ve learned about Teyvat a secret. But you already know where I’m going with this, so I’ll cut to the chase.”