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@taichxu : don't mind cap pressing his own tiddies back against them
He hadn't been anticipating for one of his Harbingers to do such a thing, but were there complaints? Absolutely not. If anything the feline's tail came to rest around the other's waist, purrs rumbling from deep within his throat.
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"I'm going to try rizzing up my darling Capitano!"
"PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE-"
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@taichxu : his first sits right next to the beeg stretcher
And just like the overgrown cat he is, the Tsar was happy to lean against his dear Harbinger, tail coiling around them both as he nuzzled against his arm.
@taichxu cont. from here.
There’s another soft laugh as he’s basically scolded. He supposed he deserved it, he was being reckless. Seeing as the last bandage was secured he shrugs a bit.
“Yeah yeah I get that, but I can assure you I won’t be as missed as she is” he says watching him as he leans back. He honestly doesn’t get why he worries, he could’ve done this himself. He would’ve woken up eventually!
“I’m fine, honestly I don’t get why you worry. If something happens you guys a find another.”
@taichxu continued.
The First of the Fatui Harbingers. Freyja had a growing interest in the group ever since their creation, as the Tsaritsa's end goal was fascinating.
He was looking down on her, not metaphorically but literally. Freyja was just above average height and yet he still towered over her in a way that must be rather intimidating to most, though to her it was simply another fascinating feature.
She wondered where the Tsaritsa found some of her harbingers.
"I'm unsure of the reason as of now, though I guess you could say I wanted to...satisfy my curiosity." She hummed, her body suddenly moving forwards as she circled around him slowly as if she were examining him. "You've embraced the Abyss quite well." Freyja whispered thoughtfully.
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❝You are not welcomed here.❞ The Viking growls out, moving their hand in a swift movement to create a few spikes of ice in front of the taller. Eyebrows furrow, and teeth grit. A warning, no less. ❝Make one step closer. I dare you.❞
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if anyone thinks they're about to see mikhail and cap making out no you aren't it's a SECRET
Continued from here. | @taichxu
When the bard had joined this traveling opera, she knew when visiting Snezhnaya it would be inevitable she would cross paths with members of the Fatui. As long as she didn't cause trouble, they would likely leave her be. At home, Emma was openly distrustful of the organization and what they have done, but even she knew when to keep her mouth shut.
She had wondered if any high-profile members would come to this performance; Zapolyarny Palace was looming in the distance. Her shock (as well as the others performing with her) was apparent as they were told that the Harbingers of the Fatui would be in attendance. When it came to performing, Emma didn't often let herself be rattled, but a bead of nervousness settled in her gut at those words.
What intrigued her the most about the Harbingers' attendance was Il Capitano. He had a rare reputation of chivalry and justness among the Fatui, with even Varka of the Ordo Favonius speaking highly of him. Though, she wondered why he was still wearing his helmet... Wasn't that uncomfortable?
Soon it was time for the performance, and she wouldn't let her anxiety show unless it was on the script. The story was mostly heartwarming; a tale about a dragon given human form so she could find love. Emma, as the lead, sang her woes as the dragon looking for affection, and the use of her Vision only amplified the feeling to the audience that she wasn't human.
While she wasn't a very skilled fighter, she knew how to use her flames for show, and it looked like she was blowing fire from her mouth. It was enough to send wisps of warmth through the theater, but not enough to burn anyone or anything. At one point, Emma's character blew a kiss toward her love interest, the flames curling into a heart and sweeping through the theater.
All the while, the woman's eyes drifted toward the Captain. Did he like it? Was the performance good? With the helmet she had no idea.
When the show ended and applause was given, it was her time to mingle with the audience. She held a flute of dandelion wine in her hand, keeping her nerves down while she mingled with the Fatui. Emma couldn't help but feel she was in the lion's den, wondering if violence were to erupt, would she be defended or collateral?
The illustrious Il Capitano approached her, and it took everything she had to not balk in surprise. She tried to keep it cool, sipping at her wine once more. "I appreciate the praise, my lord. I give my all in everything I do, and tonight's performance was no exception."
