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[TXT]: do you want the honest answer or the nice one? - Veritas

[ TXT ] : Can’t the honest answer be the nice answer?

The genius society members had a strong reputation for having obnoxious attitudes, strange desires and even weirder personalities—all clumped together in a club designed to let them be. It almost reminded Sparkle of high school and the social hierarchy that came with it—only the nerds weren’t ever respected by their peers the same way the society members were downright worshipped in the real world.

Veritas was no exception.

[ TXT ] : You could try to be nicer to me, you know. It breaks my fragile heart that you’d speak to me so coldly~

[ BLANKET ]: sender drapes a blanket over receiver's shoulders. - Razor

@sunflamesdice Lumine found herself with a task she was over by the Wind rise waiting for duff to get back from hunting as he and his crew went out to do another wild hunt, but Lumine promised his Diona that she would would help her work things out with her father, though as she waited she decided it was ok so long as she was in the small village to close her eyes and Rest for a moment if anything.

Though she never thought she would end up dozing off against a tree basking in the warm sun like a light blanket but as it got later in the afternoon it wasn't long before the Traveler was being covered up by a blanket by a very caring friend, as she felt the material however she rubs her eyes yawns slightly before perking up. "Huh.. Razor?.. what are you.., Ahh did I dozed off.. Uhh wait how long as I out?" It was more a question herself then anything but she looked at the wolf raised male and gave a soft smile. "Thank you for the blanket, but did you think I was cold?"

@sunflamesdice [ i accidentally posted the ask before i finished writing it, so i ss'd and deleted to remake. ]

endwalker memes

"Mm? Where did this come from, Castorice? Are you in a bad mood?"

He tilts his head to the side, wondering what such grim words from his friend were. Phainon had stepped closer, even with knowing that it was a bad idea, he pushed through it, wanting to give the maiden of death a sense of reassurance. That no matter what, he was still her friend and cared for her.

"Ah, my thanks, Ineffa. I'm sure black will suit me quite well. " He smiled. Spending time with friends wasn't something he got to do often as Flins was usually at the cemetery and the only friends there were long gone by now. When offered an opportunity to spend some quality time with Ineffa, Flins immediately took it.

source | accepting!

"You don't have to do this, y'know."

Calliope begrudgingly holds out her arm, and lets the man wrap it in gauze. So what if she'd gotten a deep gash? Nothing a bit of spit and time couldn't heal. But, nooooo-- she has to get it "properly looked at by a professional". Really, she's fine! Sure, it hurt a little bit, but don't all cuts? And of course her healing factor chose today to malfunction for whatever reason. Great day for her, really.

source | accepting!

Calliope feels her face heat up just thinking about it. ...She wants to at least act somewhat collected around the doctor, lest she make an absolute fool of herself in the process.

She clears her throat, "U-Uh...smash. Like. Casually. It's cool it's whatever. Don't even care that much for real."