𝕀𝕃𝕃𝕌𝔾𝔸✶

There's two of them.

"I bet it's someone who's dedicated, responsible, and is familiarized with the route." He continues the game, winking an eye.

"I'll make sure the old man chooses someone that's up to the task, Sir Flins. You don't deserve less than only the best."

|| the fact that I know where this comes from hgahhhaa

knife, some rope, machine oil for moonwagons, spare ammo for lightkeepers who ran out of it, a small whetstone, a map that needs to be replaced soon...

"Not even when you fought that creature... Rerir."

"I think I have to phrase that better." Illuga keeps poking the bear. "I have never seen you stay at Piramida to get medical attention."

Illuga's bag is really neat, packed with the mindset of a person who wants to be ready for anything. There are bandages, flares to signal danger, an utility »

Thought for self: maybe he should really talk to Aino about new types of kuuvahki fuel.

extra supplies by boat, I wonder?"

Illuga stops beside him, glancing at the bright light atop of the impressive lighthouse that's Flins' home.

"Mmhm. Keeping this beacon of hope light up will cost us a weekly trip over here..." His smile turns sideways, acquiring a proud tint on the young captain's face.

"And who may carry the »

He could brush it off and go on with his day, but in what position would that leave him?
He is used to caring for others in the same way.

So swallowing his pride aside, Illuga sat down nearby, gaze softening as he handed Flins his bag.

"I've never seen you injured, now that I think of it."

"You know, I can't get used to seeing your lighthouse operating from my home. I always think there's something happening down here, at final night."

안 그릴 수가 없었따!!(사진 참고
#일루가 #illuga

|| everybody boo the old man

"I won't bleed out from a scratch on my cheek... I'll be fine!"

The patrol had been a little rocky today, after running into a group of wild hunt beasts that prowled in a different area.

"I have! There are several bandages in my bag."

|| Another night I can't sleep

|| sorry for the spam in a moment

"what's the fuss about putting things in my hair recently? Is your way to say I need a trim?"

Not that he doesn't like being pampered. But this behavior is certainly new.

"Ah, thank you..."

The cut keeps bleeding, though.

Rubs his face.

*/ SWEATS in here's my drawing of Flins. RUNS AWAY.

"Sir Flins! You are not a cat! stop!"

|| what's coming out oohfff trust the process I guess

|| no no I swear I need someone to point a gun to my back and make me draw shit because I'm on a creative low rn

|| omg I'm not alone

|| then you'll have to tell me what to draw

|| yesyes

[ 𝘚𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘺𝘱𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘍𝘢𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘦𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘶𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘴. ]

"I'm fiine. I just need some coffee!"

What a hypocrite. Illuga can fret and worry about others all the time, constantly, but not let anyone try to reach out to him or check on his state.

#GIRP
Kyryll Chudomirovich Flins ... But you may call me Flins.