#summonerwindicus

SEND '✰' WITH A COMMAND AND MY MUSE HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO FOLLOW THROUGH.

Stalker merely growled once again as he would read the second command the stalking summoner had for him, this one much more hilarious and dumb than the one before. It seemed that she loved to torture him in this way didnt she? Of course..it would not remain this way, with by now two serious injuries of his own personal honor. Yet...he had to obey didnt he? At least..for now.

The shadowy entity would shoot the summoner a gaze that, if these could kill, already would have brought her into her very own grave, crimson eyes darting towards the ground where soon the clawed hands of the Stalker would be located. Ahh..once again to be brought to his knees for her..did she want to see him like this more often, perhaps the next time with a box containing the most beautiful diamond ring in it you can imagine? If so..she had to continue dreaming, for just now Stalker had no intention of ever doing such a foolish thing. 

With a groan the infamous slayer of tenno would get onto all fours and remain in position until the summoner decided to place herself onto his back, which hopefully wouldnt take all too long. Not..like Stalker feared to be seen in such position, for after all he was upon his ship with the summoner as his mere guest, yet to stay in this position soon would begin to grow too dumb for him, simply wanting to make him stop.

SEND '✰' WITH A COMMAND AND MY MUSE HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO FOLLOW THROUGH.

Stalker merely uttered a guttural growl as he would read through these lines, a command writting down for him to follow, while the summoner merely stood next to him with a grin upon her face, possibly containting as much satisfaction just as well as anticipation. Ahh..certainly it was nothing that he did like to do, for usually Stalker avoided situations in which he even would be able to embarrass himself, yet this time he was forced, bound to the command by an unknown force that would keep him from simply disappearing within the shadows. 

The shadowy entity merely heaved a light sigh as a nod was to follow, Stalker now finally bowing down to the feet of the summoner, What a sight wasnt it? The strong, malicious and oh so despicable stalker himself bow for but a mere human, merely differing from others by her outstanding intelligence, charm and not to mention her abilities to manipulate magic as she would see fit. Of course..it would not last long, so she should enjoy it as long as she could. 

A low growl once again could be heard from beneath as Stalker would lower his head to the boots of the brunette, his lips gently brushing along the sturdy leather that had been used to craft them in the first place. Ahh..how very satisfied she must be..to finally have him at her feet, a place where she should be now, but was not just yet. Stalker certainly would get back at her sooner or later, but for now he had to play along. After all..he could not avoid the rules now could he?

Soon he would press his lips against her second foot as well, slowly trailing kisses further upward her leg, closer and closer to her knee where he would stop and arise from his position, now crossing his arms as an unamused expression adorned his scarred features.

If my Character was the manifestation of a Sin Which would they be?

Put "awake" in my ask to get my reaction to finding you in my bed next to me when i wake up in the morning.

Crimson eyes slowly opened as the hour had come to arise from his bed and awake from his now already 3 days lasting sleep. However..something was off..the little details did not match..why was his bed so much more heavy compared to all the other times? Why was there another fragnance spread around in his room..? Why?

The reason for that soon was found out as he felt the warmth of skin pressing against his own toned one..the hand of a summoner was trying to pull the shadowborn into a more or less tight embrace..at least what you could consider it to be..after all the summoner had not yet awoken..

Stalker as so often between killing the innocent and those who were truly guilty in his eyes,  was doing a few experiments with one of his most recent victims. This human, he had done been killing so many people..a mass murder like no other whose whole body was covered in nothing but bruises, scars and fresh wounds..one could almost think that it was just another potential Stalker which the shadowborn was eperimenting on right now.

However, the Stalker could remember that he had promised a certain summoner to show her some of his techniques..for example how you'd take all the inner organs out without the patient dying..making a new heart for said being or simply other things he did not wish to speak of for now.

Stalker heaved a light sigh at that thought..why had he even promised such a thing? Why was he wanting to torture himself with a woman who was resembling her so much and yet used to be so very different from her when it came to naivity? Why? He would sooner or later see..

Send me a ❅ and my muse will write to yours in mun's native language

''Grüße Beschwörer, wenn es mir erlaubt ist zu fragen..was macht eine solche liebliche Blume wie ihr es seit in Oolacile und meiner arena?''

Translation:

Nuu löysin tämän hylätyn kissanpoikasen, mutta en voi ottaa sitä itselleni koska Tibbers söisi sen! :C Haluatko sinä ottaa sen? Jos et niin... keksin kyllä hauskoja leikkejä joita leikkiä sen kanssa *kihertää*

*casually scrolling*