I AM THE STORM THAT IS APPROACHING.
"Is that not what I am and known to be?"
Hums contentedly, hands on his hips as he tilted his head to the side. Still grinning and rocking slightly on his feet for a moment—
"And you'd be surprised! I might push him to a metaphorical edge, but I bring in a lot of customers~ Y'know?"
"I'm not telling a story! I think I'm being quite up front, don't'cha think? Just making it rhyme is all."
Now THAT earned a pout— Even with the amused look in his eye.
"Oh c'mon! My tab is settled and paid— Master Diluc allows me to perform to pay it off, whenever he's in the mood. Are you saying that a chivalrous knight like yourself wouldn't be willing to just buy a 𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘭𝘦 drink for a lowly bard?"
"Awe.... Do the words and skill of an ageless bard not impress you? Don't tell me you're not a fan of them, too~"
"The sky may be as blue as your attire, but even the hue isn't as green as your coat.... You should be wise not to gloat."
"And where to do your feet take you this time, huh? Maaaaybe.... A few rounds at Angel's Share~? What say you?"
"IIIIIIII think Jean would see you up here pretty well, though. Don'tcha think?"
. . . .
"I'm taller now~"
"You're restless of mind 𝘢𝘯𝘥 body, though. So are we too surprised by this information, Sir Varka?"
"Well! When you're mind is stuck on a rhyme, you can imagine the toss and turn that can stir. Wouldn't you agree?"
"Ah.... Nothing quite beats a fitful sleep~"
It's always better to mourn with a song, he said.
Atleast then you get something out of it.
STICKS HIS TONGUE OUT????
𝘌𝘩𝘦.
rest of this glass you offered in my stead~ Aaaaaaaand once I'm done with today's lesson with my favorite little student, I'll get you a drink in return. Just as I promised, my dear and ever loyal Knight!"
Blinking down at it and snorting a little, lifting the glass to his lips to take a sip of it then handing it right back off to the Grandmaster. Wrinkling his nose with his tongue sticking out, winking once as he did so.
"Like I said! I only wanted a sip this time. It's good, though, so enjoy the +
And his guess on Bennett wpuld be correct~ His little pupil even managed to convince Razor to come into the city-state's walls to even accompany him this time.
.... He was a tiny bit surprised to see the amount he had poured, even with his amusement about the swigs he had taken himself, though— +
one in hand, happily offering it to the taller.
"Here! But like I said, seriously, just a little sip— Cross my heart on this one."
"You do love me~ As for a glass— Uh...." Glances around, lips pursing briefly before turning toward a tabke a little ways away. There was that one Melusine booth.... Maybe he can swipe a cup from there. "Gimme oooone second!"
And he's off to get that said glass- all smiles as he comes back with +
"Hey! I actually meant it this time, I have a student that's waiting for me.... Just a sip to tide me over until I finish teaching him some new basics~ THEN I'll take you for that drink, promise!"
........ SIGHS EVEN LOUDER— AND WITH MORE DRAMATICS.
"You HATE me now. I see. I will go sulk in my corner, maybe write a limerick or villanelle of this betrayal."
S I I I I I I I I G H S —
ㅤ 𝑬𝑽𝑬𝑵𝑻 𝑴𝑨𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑹 𝑻𝑯𝑹𝑬𝑨𝑫
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duration:
From October 24th
to October 31st
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"........ Psssst...."
☆ : Staring at hands
Am I finally getting muse for Venti....
Ehe~
It's but a whisper on the wind.... But it's going to be heard, nonetheless. Hopefully. Maybe.
".... Varka.... Your god wants the wine.... Bring it back...."
What is the wind saying? Does it tell who isn’t there? Do the spirits haunt us by blowing through our hair? Your dead best friend is walking up the stairs – he’s walking up the stairs with you.
