༺ɪᴍᴍᴏʀᴛᴀʟ ᴍᴇʀᴄʏ༻

— 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐒𝐚𝐬𝐤𝐢𝐚 Former Ruler of the Siberian Wastes | Healer | Solar | Wanted by the Vanguard | Foe of the Iron Lords | 4’8” | Ambitious | Kind-hearted | Deceptively lethal #DestinyRP | #ᴇʟᴜᴠᴇɪɴ

Taking a tissue, bracing for a sneeze — When nothing happens, they just curl up on the floor instead.

s n e e z e

Just going to sit cross-legged on a shelf while they wait.

So I shouldn’t have the nice crystal out? I think I have solo cups as replacements. Also tell them to please not wear any armor in the ballroom. If the floor gets damaged I will not be the one paying for repairs.

Well, hurry up and come on in.

So are you coming over, or..?

Well, if they promise not to shoot me or break anything, they could come.

Weird is fine so long as they don’t shoot at me.

Two people dancing isn’t much of a party. But there can be alcohol.

That’s the issue :(

It does.

There aren’t exactly that many Lightbearers in northern Siberia, and even fewer who wouldn’t try to collect on their bounty.

Could be suffering from you carrying me around bridal style for twelve hours straight, but instead I’m forced to float.

They would like to be able to use the ballroom to throw a party :(

Idly floating around. Having a giant castle almost all to themself is awfully lonely. Suffering from success.

Saskia gently began kicking and swaying their legs. Folding their hands over their cuirass, they also began to drum their fingers against the metal. They could feel her warming up, and immediately wondered how far they could push that. “The cutest?”

That compliment was quick to pull their attention up to Arson, and to get a fanged grin from the Warlord. “Oh? How cute?” They’re going to be a little bit of a brat about it, now.