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@psyshocking​ ASKED:  hey peabrain can you teleport?

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                   ---can he teleport?

                   What an odd way to ask if he could warp. It was a relatively high-level spell, he supposed, but he’d still never heard someone call it by such a perplexing name. Judging by the way the blond was dressed ( and his... Overwhelmingly garish choice in outfit ) Arvis could only assume that he was a foreigner. Was it meant to be a test, then? The duchy of Velthomer was known for producing the highest caliber of mages put out by Grannvale, and nothing typically proved that better than House Velthomer’s current head. Was it saber rattling then? Some foreign dignitary looking to measure his potential to check for any weakness to poke holes at? It would hardly be the first time.

                                         ( Gods, did he hate the noble court. )

                   "... I can.”

                   He wanted proof. That was the only reason he would ask. A pentagram lit up at Arvis’ feet, burning brighter until it culminated in a flash that ended in the duke simply disappearing entirely. He set his hand atop Avery’s shoulder from behind, half to gage his reaction but mostly in the hopes of startling him.

                   Duke or not, he could be petty, too.

useless headcanons [accepting]

She doesn’t have a gag reflex. Make of that what you will.

botanical headcanons. accepting.

gladiolus :   describe a moment from your muse’s life that they will never forget .

there are definitely plenty of things, not all of them good. but i’ll focus on something good which is... meeting amaterasu.

when he arrived at the takamagahara after narrowly escaping being killed in the catastrophe on the moon, he stepped out of the ark and immediately just... collapsed. blacked out. he was covered in blood and injuries with his clothes tattered and he was so, so tired, and so fucking traumatized.

he woke up two days later and the first person he saw was amaterasu sitting beside him in her human form. she’d been keeping a close eye on him the entire time he was out to make sure he was okay. of course, when he realized where he was and that he was in the presence of a goddess he wasn’t sure how to feel, and he was too shocked and traumatized to talk at all. but he remembers seeing her face, her concerned eyes and gentle smile, her hand on his forehead and her speaking to him. he won’t forget that, despite all the confusion and pain, she managed to bring him some modicum of comfort in that moment. and he’ll always be grateful to her for it.

i actually wrote a thing about it for an ask response here.

        Well, well, well, what do we have here?

        Galar, despite its glaring differences from his own home, is an interesting place full of interesting people. Very interesting people. They seem to think the same about him with how they gawk as he passes and, quite frankly, he finds himself preening under the attention. Call him vain, he supposes.

        One of these interesting people is someone he’s already met before, albeit briefly. A flashy fellow in a top hat with plenty of glaringly obvious baggage that Waka is not going to deal with himself. Because he’s not a therapist.

        But really, he knew this meeting was coming. Saw it in a vision just earlier that day. And he also knows that this man, whatever his name is, won’t be happy seeing him. That’s fine. Unfortunate that he can resist Waka’s charms, but, hey, what can you do?

He isn't expecting a hoard of undead Rattata to come crawling out of the men's room toilet and devour the unfortunate soul that happened to be sitting on the toilet. Fortunately, Archer had been in the process of washing his hands. He tries to ignore the stench raising from the sewer influx and finds the hidden pistol he keeps on the inside of his suit. One. Two. Three. Shit there are more.

This has made the Silph Halloween Gala all the more annoying. He leaves the fedora for the Rattata, despite the fact that his Giovanni ensemble is unfortunately incomplete without it. He takes a moment to remember what he's learned about tactics.

And then remembers that in place of a Persian, he's got an Absol trotting about. "Behemoth, Perish Song." He's thanking Proton now; if he gets out of this alive, he'll let that stupid teal-haired idiot tie him up all he wants.

The Absol sings the most horrifying tune he can think of. Yes, that one. Archer immediately returns the Absol and then ducks and runs as soon as the zombie Rattata charge after him.

Fortunately, the Perish Song makes most of the Rattata faint. Unfortunately they bite a few of the guests, and the guests start to pass out on the floor. Archer doesn't want to think about what'll happen to him. He's just getting right the fuck out.

But when he gets out onto the street, he finds the street's full of them. Swearing, he lets out Belial and Sorath. "Flame Burst, Flamethrower. Burn through them."

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