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Huh, is it evening already? Could have sworn I'd just had my afternoon tea. https://d-wriothesley.carrd.co/ 𝘱𝘧𝘱 𝘣𝘺 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘣𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 (𝘛𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳)
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° 「 Wriothesley 」 °

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘺 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘣𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘨𝘪𝘯 𝘢 𝘧𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘱 𝘸𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘴 𝘯𝘰 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘧𝘭𝘪𝘤𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘵.

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#GIRP
Kyryll Chudomirovich Flins ... But you may call me Flins.
actusreusmensrea.bsky.social
~...the flowers are nice though, he's never seen these ones before.

...maybe he'll pose some in one of his display boxes with his new atlas moth.
actusreusmensrea.bsky.social
It's this very signature that makes Wriothesley crumple the letter up in a most dramatic fashion and toss it somewhere in his office.

Then he gets up to fetch it, just to toss it off somewhere into his bedroom because he'll be damned if his own stupid comment comes back to bite him.

"Stupid--."~
oceaniimperium.bsky.social
it, all for Sigewinne to leave at the Duke’s desk when she happily returned back.

Where he’ll, hopefully, find them easily enough, all things considered.

@actusreusmensrea.bsky.social
‘𝘐 𝘩𝘰𝘱𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘦 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭. 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘦, 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘐 𝘣𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥.
~ 𝑀𝑜𝓉𝒽’

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actusreusmensrea.bsky.social
~his shoulders and draping it over his arm as he finally turns to face Neuvillette.

"...course this is the pot calling the kettle black here but I digress..." He gestures vaguely to Neuvillette. "...I'm not the one being hunted by an Abyssal creature leading a crazed group of cultists."
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~"𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒅𝒐𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒉𝒐𝒘 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒐𝒇𝒇..."

Ottavio takes a deep breath then, pulling the mask off his face and pushing his hood down at the same time, the back of Wriothesley's head now visible.

"...I keep telling you to stop, but you don't know how to listen either." He huffs, shrugging the cloak off~
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~𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒕, 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒆𝒊𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝒂 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒐𝒓 𝒇𝒂𝒓 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒆𝒙𝒉𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒓𝒊𝒅𝒊𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒈𝒂𝒎𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒎𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒗𝒆 𝒃𝒆𝒆𝒏 𝒑𝒍𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒘𝒏 𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒏𝒔𝒆." He spits, letting his cloak hang open on his body now, only vaguely angling his head to speak again, words Neuvillette might find a touch more... familiar.~
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~Neuvillette's desk with a hiss.

"𝑯𝒂𝒅 𝒊𝒕 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒐𝒄𝒄𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝑰 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆?" He growls out again, dropping the files on Neuvillette's desk as he starts to unfasten his cloak.

"𝑰𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒐𝒈𝒏𝒊𝒛𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒅𝒆𝒍𝒊𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒆𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒑𝒊𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇~
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~striding off up ahead and easily dismissing all the cryo that blanketed Neuvillette's office.

He didn't bother waiting before he started flipping through the files Talon had brought in under Matthias' guise, another irritated growl pulling from him as he closed them up and carried them over to~
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~debating what he wanted to do while the Captain's subordinates helped Childe's collection agent.

Sighing in frustration, Ottavio turned back to Neuvillette and growled out; "𝑾𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒓𝒆𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒆."

He didn't wait, far too frustrated as both the Tenth and as Wriothesley at this point,~
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~With that, Capitano waved his hand and hooked Childe's good arm over his shoulder so he could lead the younger Harbinger off to get the help he needed.

Ottavio watched and waited for a moment, seemingly annoyed though it was really a mask for the time Wriothesley was taking to think this over,~
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~turned his attention back to Ottavio and Neuvillette, motioning with his head for the two of them to take their leave.

"𝘎𝘰 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦. 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘈𝘫𝘢𝘹 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘵𝘮𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘉𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘮𝘺𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧..." He says. "...𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘐 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨, 𝘐 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘥 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘥 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘭𝘺."~
actusreusmensrea.bsky.social
~shrugged him off.

"𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦? 𝘐'𝘷𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘴𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘣𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘥..."

Capitano huffed out a frustrated breath, resting a hand on Childe's shoulder to stop him. "𝘕𝘰𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵. 𝘠𝘰𝘶'𝘳𝘦 𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳."

Before Childe could protest, Capitano~
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~trying to wrestle himself out of the grip of the subordinates trying to subdue him drew their attention behind the Captain.

"𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦'𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘨𝘰?" Childe hissed, his left arm hanging uselessly at his side, blood dripping steadily from his head and arm.

"𝘈𝘫𝘢𝘹--" Capitano moved to stop him, but Childe~
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~question the Captain, the older man turned to face him and the Iudex, seemingly considering something before he spoke again.

"𝘖𝘵𝘵𝘢𝘷𝘪𝘰.... 𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘐𝘶𝘥𝘦𝘹 𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦. 𝘐 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬 𝘪𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯."

"𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏?" Ottavio tried to protest, but the commotion of Childe~
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Ottavio braced himself as Capitano came to a skidding halt just feet from them, his gaze fixed on the way the First of the Harbingers scanned the area and let out a frustrated growl.

"...𝘩𝘦'𝘴 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦." Capitano hissed, the comment only making Ottavio relax marginally.

Just as he was about to~
actusreusmensrea.bsky.social
~moment all for the sake of buying the Captain the time he needed to get here and find what he needed to track this thing down.
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~itself, he was to keep Neuvillette out of the fight as long as possible until the Captain himself could arrive.

...Wriothesley knew there was only so much he could do even as the Tenth Harbinger, but he wasn't going to budge on this, stubborn even as the Fatuus he feigned himself to be in the~
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"𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒐𝒓𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝑰 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒆." Ottavio spit back. "𝑰 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒚𝒊𝒆𝒍𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒅."

It wasn't that he didn't want to let Neuvillette help Childe nor that he didn't want to help himself, he just... he knew he couldn't.

Capitano had specifically told him should the Iniquitous Baptist show~
actusreusmensrea.bsky.social
He's being forced against his will to attend but nobody is going to see him if he can help it.
actusreusmensrea.bsky.social
...his `someone is talking shit` senses are tingling...
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// Listen, my Wrio can't handle genuine care and love, he doesn't know what to do with it 😂
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// Goodbye 😂
aquastage.bsky.social
and realized for once that she never really… considered the two.

She kept staring at him behind her cup of tea until he opened his mouth to ask what’s wrong with her. She cut him off with a barrage of words;
“I WAS JUST WONDERING IF YOU ARE OKAY AFTER WRIOTHESLEY REJECTED YOU…?!?!”
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~Talon materialized in the air in front of them all with a roaring laugh.
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~hissed, just barely making it down the few steps out front before the doors to the building burst open again, Childe skidding out and rolling to his feet like he'd been thrown out the doors, his agent in hot pursuit.

"𝘔𝘈𝘚𝘛𝘌𝘙 𝘊𝘏𝘐𝘓𝘋𝘌-- 𝘉𝘌𝘏𝘐𝘕𝘋 𝘠𝘖𝘜!" The agent shouted, Childe whipping around just as~
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~swiftly turning around and grabbing Neuvillette by the wrist to drag him out of the building while Childe and his agent duked it out with the Baptist in the lobby.

"𝑰𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒊𝒔 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒚𝒐𝒖, 𝒘𝒆 𝒏𝒆𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝑶𝑼𝑻 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝑪𝒐𝒖𝒓𝒕. 𝑾𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒓𝒊𝒔𝒌 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒊𝒕𝒊𝒛𝒆𝒏𝒔 𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒓𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒇𝒊𝒓𝒆!" He~