❝Eʋҽɾყƚԋιɳɠ ιʂ σɾԃαιɳҽԃ, Ⴆყ Tԋҽ Sƚαɾʂ~!❞ [~𝑅𝒯?] 🔻Info Bellow🔻

ᅠ ᅠ ∟ 𝑺𝑯𝑬 ˏ WHO IS A⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀TRUE 𝙆𝙄𝙉𝙂 ♔ OF M͟E͟N͟ ͟ • • • ᅠ ᅠ

Not at all. Your curiosity piqued my curiosity, that was all. . . . But thanks. I like your outfit as well. It compliments your hair.

/ / I see twitter destroyed my pinned while I was away dealing with medical issues. No matter.

⠀ ⠀𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐲 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐝𝐞?

ㅤ ㅤ 𝙄𝙛 𝙄 𝙘𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙤𝙩 𝙧𝙚𝙘𝙖𝙡𝙡 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙩, 𝙄 𝙬𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙨𝙝 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙪𝙩𝙪𝙧𝙚. ㅤ ㅤ

󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 Fatigue struck. Eyes closed-- the Emanator posted up against her sword. Her consciousness? Slipped into the realm of sleep for a single moment before. . . 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰

⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⋙ 𝙎𝙏𝙀𝙇𝙇𝘼𝙍𝙊𝙉 𝙃𝙐𝙉𝙏𝙀𝙍 - 𝐒𝐀𝐌. ⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀

󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 The hour grows late-- Surely a small snack wouldn't hurt. Just a bit to stave off hunger. Nothing more, nothing less. 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰 󠇰

❝As with many things in life; one should always expect the unexpected.❞ Needless to say, the woman motioned to put the peach away once more.

. . . ? If he needs something, he should speak up. She can feel those eyes practically burning holes through her. Though, in truth, his gaze is but a mere drop compared to that of /theirs/.

Acheron shifted her attention away from the peach-- now focused onto the girl that laid their head against her shoulder. It took a moment for the Emanator to speak. For it was rude to speak with one's mouth full. ❝I am alright, Firefly. Do I look as if something is wrong?❞

/ / apologies for the lack of activity.

❝Hm. . .❞

A blade sharp enough to sever fate itself. . .

[//: The fact that people seldom try to stay true to a characters core personality is irksome. I understand taking creative liberties. But some things are far too much.