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"Since you keep insisting that you're the Father (delusional as you are), you have to pay for it." Devona knew exactly what she will demand as punishment.

Stares at the hotdog for an exact 60 seconds before she walks away with it. To find a half-dead starving animal to feed it to.

tonitoni vc I'm Da King of Da Plane

How did she get here. Tonia what the hell. God help her she's so embarrassed.

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@sercphs sent: 👁️ : your muse is watching mine sleep , when my muse suddenly wakes up & catches them [ Sancho and Heathcliff, let's throw a wild one out there for their first meeting

She's silent in his dreams, when her ghost deigns to appear within them. A flash of hair before the ephemeral visitor departs again. She leaves with the colors. The pigments and blends melt like rain splashes over a window. One that he could never seem to open.

Eyes slide open, and Heathcliff stares vacantly at the ceiling as his lungs unburden themselves a long held breath. He considers trying to get another blink or so of shut-eye, when something catches his attention in his peripheral.

SWING! Only when the bat clongs into the wall, does Heathcliff take the moment to register just what he was swinging at in a startled panic. His breathing stumbles. Sancho?

"HUO?! The hell are you doing in here?!" No, he will not be apologizing for nearly knocking the bloodfiend's head off their shoulders. Can hardly blame a bloke for using self defense and having strong instincts, now can you?

A roll up from the cot that was his bed, glancing over at where the bat had collided with the wall. Well. What's another bloody dent in the environs, yeah?

"...."

There was something scathing about the eyes that fell upon him. Distinct, so utterly different from many of the energies that encroached this land blessed by the elements. Searing like flame, but in the same vein, feeling nothing like it at all. What his innate senses discovered were remnants of the restless, vestiges of the defeated, similar to a loop like many other strange phenomena in this world.

Caelus's posture found itself cautious to peer deep into those dual X's imbued with crimson. Mostly. For it'd be that stir of molten gold that intends to peer forward, meeting the Harbinger's gaze. "I know my table manners aren't that bad, I certainly don't have anything lingering upon me, right?" The musing was simply empty words. Experience in it's boundless wealth taught him good in what expressions like this mean.

"And just how can this wandering soul help you today?" Even as he stares into the very eyes that hold one of Teyvat's greatest calamities.

A Trailblazer has been found.

"......"

*lifts claymore*

"...Father, should I intervene between these two?"

@sercphs