— ; KY-KISKE . 𝙸𝚃 𝙒𝙄𝙇𝙇 𝑾𝑶𝑹𝑲 𝑶𝑼𝑻 .ᐟ

… that’s… wonderful son.

/ Ky should have never had that lame ass ponytail.

— That gaze never left Kiske as she spoke aloud, voice haughty with the bearing of a king. ᅠᅠ“ A frankish man... Raise your blade, else you wish your corpse paraded in triumph. ” ᅠᅠᅠ【 #𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐋𝐘𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ㄨ #𝐌𝐕𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 】 ᅠᅠ

Hey

Go eat some dirt and play in the mud son, I’ll handle this.

— crack a floating rib, wound a kidney, or perhaps crushing this knight's throat became possible. She would close the distance further at every opportunity, following in step with the Knight. ᅠᅠᅠ【 #𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐋𝐘𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐈𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ㄨ #𝐌𝐕𝐀𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍 】 ᅠᅠ

(Smoke curls off the end of a lit cigar that loosely hangs from between Elphelt’s fingers. Both her palms rest on her temples, her eyes are lowered, her back hunched. Shes been sitting alone in her city’s vacant theater for some time now, silent. Contemplation rules+

/ NOOOOOOOOOOOO