#sankted

The rumors were true, Inej thought as she perched on one of the angled banisters of the Zentsbridge. This was the third time the young man was crossing this bridge today and she began to wonder if there was any purpose in his movements or if he was simply moving about to kill time. At one point she suspected he got turned around and lost his way, but he seemed to know his way around the city too well to get directions wrong.

Her slender fingers hooked themselves into the ridges between the cobblestones that made up the impressive bridge. Scaling the side of this monument made it easier to follow her target unseen. He looked like Kaz, but his eyes were different, kinder, his hair was the same color, he lacked the cane, of course. Still, the resemblance was uncanny and it looked too real to be tailored, yet Inej was no expert on the Grisha craft.

Wylan shrugs, and doesn't look up from his flute. Idly playing helps settle his mind -- the Barrel is particularly unsettled tonight. The gangs have been at each other's throats more than usual, and skirmishes have broken out in otherwise neutral territory. It doesn't worry him, as such, because experience tells him that it'll settle down in a week or two but -- well, it's worth keeping an eye on, just in case.

However, for now, there's little they can do. He's not going to intervene because that would give himself away and, honestly, if one of his people gets themselves killed, it's their own fault for being foolish enough to engage with another gang, anyway.

Still - the flute. It settles them, gives them something to think about that isn't Barrel politics, gives him the distraction he needs to remind himself to trust his instincts. This will pass.

Wylan sets it aside and gives Mouse his full attention. "I never cared much for history," he replies, fixing Mouse with a look. In another world, it could have been them, sitting across the desk from a boss, waiting for their attention. Not that Wylan has told Mouse exactly who he is. As far as he knows, Wylan is just another grunt, and they'll keep it that way for as long as possible.

ORIGINAL CHARACTER QUESTIONS & HEADCANONS

accepting @sankted

Hmm...I would say her capacity for loyalty. Once her trust is earned, she will be wholly devoted to her friends and loved ones. She is a loyal person and to betray people isn't something she ever considers doing.

Lost the headcanon meme, idk.

not accepting @sankted

Lark definitely clings to the past. Her harships and her losses are something that she can't let go of. No matter how hard she tries to move on from her losses, she clings around them like a snake coiling around itself.

It's not healthy by any means, and she will eventually have to learn to let go of all the hurt she has endured.

As for the future, she dreams of a flourishing Ravka, a peaceful Ravka...a good Ravka. It is her goal to play her part to see this dream through. It is why she is a patriot at the core of her. Even if she becomes discouraged, she will always return to Ravka and see it become the country it needs to be.

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒

@sankted always accepting

Drowning. Lark is deeply terrified of deep water. She doesn't know how to swim at all, and fears it honestly. It is a deep rooted fear that she doesn't know why she has, but is linked to an incident where she fell through some ice trying to save two little ravkan princes while they were ice skating. Because of that, she tapped into merzost and was able to wield fire to melt the ice to be saved.

She was under the water for a while, and the Darkling had saved her from drowning. Her memories were wiped, but that fear still remained.