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falin touden ([personal profile] yourlenore) wrote in [community profile] crescentview2023-02-01 01:02 pm
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Fall Catchall

Who: Mishka & friends
What: Bingo, Arco Lunar, misc.
When: Fall
Where: Out & About
Warnings: ???


stand up with my palms full of soil & rosary
bruised rosary
blooming rosary

maybe I just need to smoke more & stretch & eat frivolous things &
anyway
I’m working on it

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[personal profile] sluice 2023-02-15 12:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ There's no trouble. He really did soften up around the edges, content to drift off after being wrung out by the masseuse. Rising to his feet, Tartaglia's mostly steady, but his limbs have gone loose as he sits upright, far too open for his own good. Happiness is something so fragile, after all. He came into these fears early; he knows better than to act this way. Going by that thought bubble, seems the consensus is the same.

Shrugging on the bathrobe, it doesn't entirely conceal the scarring lines, nothing eye-catching, just bleak gashes slivering up the skin. It's hardly the unfading pallor that inks Mishka like some deep and heavy offense. ]

Suppose we should find a place to sit! There are a few things I've been meaning to talk to you about.

[ Not really altruism in the end, not with intentions like these. Minding the chill of the floor, he slides the flip-flops on and bids the spa personnel farewell. Leading the way out of the massage parlor like the confident creature he is, he saunters away to take a seat just outside of the studio. Plenty of places to relax here on the boat. Drumming his fingers on the table he's resting an elbow upon, Tartaglia's casual as anything. ]

Want to know what I've done in my time as part of the Fatui? [ All of his evils can be as neat as a cemetery row, laid out like he's making light of it even though it's so unforgivable. ] You can tell her later.

[ Or Mishka can keep it to himself. ]
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