ᨳ 𝘔𓈒 ꪖ𓄹 𝒓 𝑖 𝚊 𔘓

@hibiscusmaiden.bsky.social

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"So who are you going to
dinner with .ᐣ"

Meanwhile:
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Writing down her notes. Learning a new language.

"Vam vah vah"
"Vance"
"Va va."
"Vah."

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"Bweh"

Yep. Definitely useful info.
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She turns the menu towards him, pointing.

"Use your scarf to point at what you'd like, I'll order for us"

An intense atmosphere quickly de-escalates with her gentleness.

"I'd like some of this pasta, lemonade and a salad. What about you .ᐣ"
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For a bulky frame, he was able to sit down across from her. His headpiece in the way of the menu, but she managed.

She isn't surprised if she was to be lumped with entities like his, frankly said. She's used to it.

"Given I can't understand half of what you say.."

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If you count 'harmony' as passing one day without getting sliced into an organ salad.

Exchanged eye contact between herself, chainsaw and the chef, who's hiding behind the counter, she figured they could perhaps get take out.

"... Table for two .ᐣ"

Or not.

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The waiter threw in their apron, already calling it quits from a seven hour shift, they were NOT about to get a run for their money in serving freaks too.

"I don't think we're welcomed"

To the being behind her, this was an everyday occasion. Monsters and humans living in harmony.

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With step one cleared, she figured his intentions were to show her something, she hasn't a clue yet on what they're doing.

"Not exactly a place for gathering ingredients but.. it'll do"

Upon entering, the ruckus spread amongst guests, chairs tumble over, tables used as a shelter

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A grim outlook on things wasn't her style, however with constant exposure, any senses tend to dull over time.

She can't save everyone, that's a common reality placed on each wanna-be hero.

Chainsaw's call stole her attention when they landed, curious as to where he was going.

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"Uwah—.ᐟ"

Would she have swatted any approach especially with how high on guard everything is 𖤠 Yes.

Her perspective grew the higher they flew, adjusting her hold onto the devil, it was tragic.. Al though with constant abominations on the loose, the city seemed semi prepared.

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"You're too friendly.."

Where was the honour she spoke of.. or is this how all her battles go 𖤠

Mind you, if this were to be a true imposter of her companion, she would've ended the job right soon.

Her senses are flaring for reasons unmentioned. Unstable at worse.
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— of her dummy tool.

Agile strength and speed, caught with her other hand, spear thrusting the end right near the neck.

. . .

Above her, crescents observe with intent, searching malice was missing the empress body, tilting the tides in her favor.

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"Negotiation is expected"

Crescents pinned her, kneeling slow with her hands in the air, raising position of the white flag.

"But.. so are your 𝘮𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘴 .ᐟ"

Wrist captured, over the shoulder raise and twist, the empress finds their body sent across the rooftop surface, grip loosen

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Only a culprit says that, practically serving herself on a platter 𖤠 Seems too easy.

A duel of honour, for a wanted person, she had every right to give a form of resistance.

Observe is her motto, throwing in the towel is second.

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💌 ﹢⊹. HIBISCUS 〕

Okaaaay .ᐣ Hollon—
This was fire. I'm getting
into it now.
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Thinking has no place. She'll have to act on this one.

Cracked shoulder blades and legs flexed, this was about to get interesting.

"Forgive my directness. But I'll have to ask you for your permit..... 𝙎𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙣𝙜𝙚𝙧"
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"I was assigned with protecting this place for the night, Al though.."

Skeptical as she was. This was a good source of warm up.

"Out of all people, I didn't expect an empress to be on expeditions"

Puny lips curve, already in position. By misunderstanding or poor judgment..

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Her business alone can take care of the financial issues, so it was more about the bounty than the sum itself.

Figuring whom it could be, she was assigned to wait here till dawn, and by twelve sharp, they'd show up. With a blade no less..

With the curtains open..

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"How coincidental"

A Hum, her frame reflects and stretched further below, standing in both light and shadow.

Her travels are a routine mastered, so her surprise wasn't far-fetched when she's stumbled upon a request of capturing a "influencer figure" for a sum of a couple yens.

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Spotted on top of a rooftop, both legs swinging, the lyrics themselves hummed a tune of longing.

Presence noticed, shifting crescents towards the peeping visitor.

"Mm .ᐣ This is quite the visit. Did you need something .ᐣ"
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SHORT STARTER . 〕
@lunarinvitation.bsky.social
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There's a melody you hear near a village, the run of the mill kind, at exactly midnight where moonlight aligns, enveloping every star around it.

Courteous eyes of the empress followed, soft as a dove's feather, sweet serenades.

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💌 ﹢⊹. HIBISCUS 〕

Not running fade.
Spar though .ᐣ Maybe.
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💌 ﹢⊹. HIBISCUS 〕

While I think of starters.

I really do need me some
SAUCE.

y'know?
The action type.. it's been
a while.
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"It sure has. I never quite made it to the invitation I've prompted myself, though given how—"

Different universes, yet similar stances. She wouldn't share everything with pinkie over there yet. Perhaps over the actual tea.

"Difficult scheduling got, I figured checking in when I could"
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"Hello to you, Miss Amy. I hope your morning is faring well."
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A beat.

"I'm not very tasty"

Dry joke, followed by a head tilt, for a moment there, the urge to pet him was on the table, but she restricted herself.

"What are you looking for, chainsaw man .ᐣ"
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Incoherent groans can be translated to the best of what her brain could guess.

Her name.

Seems like her presence brought delight to him, not the first nor last, another reason for why he wasn't attacking per say.

"Lost .ᐣ"

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A fleshy scarf ties around his neck, chainsaws of all corners.. she connects face to name for once, however, one vital piece was missing.

Behind the mask, or said devil, was an individual that wasn't that difficult to trace, two hearts beating as one.

Human.

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If a fallen devil were to land in front of her and take her alive, she would accept—-

𝘾𝙍𝘼𝙎𝙃— ‼️

Alright. Not so literally now, the being before her stood, climbing in height, grotesque at best, the stench alone got her holding her breath.

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