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𝘖𝘩, 𝘯𝘰. 𝘐 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘺 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴. 𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘧𝘪𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘴, 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭. —— MDNI. —— Penned by #APOSTASYA
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arsillicitum.bsky.social
“… I’m sure your father was proud to raise such a talented and refined son.”
arsillicitum.bsky.social
- despite the pleasantries dribbling from his lips.

He eyes the mantle quietly, lingering on each photograph to drink in all he can—every companion by his side, every last setting.

“Quite the extraordinary childhood,” he hums, noncommittal, a glance cast over the plumage decorating his shoulder.
arsillicitum.bsky.social
"Nonsense, there's no need to be so formal. We've known each other for some time, after all... There's no harm in it."

His own ridiculously feathered coat sways as he makes his way to the fireplace, blue ‘feathers’ swishing side to side. The Doctor’s intent is, of course, a far from harmless, -
noctua-luminis.bsky.social
𝑇𝘩𝑖𝑠 𝑓𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑏𝑖𝑡𝑐𝘩— Diluc takes a deep breath, schooling his expression to a slight discomfort.

"Come on. I don't think he's interested in that." He took off the ridiculously feathered coat to offer it back to Adelinde with a glance that she picked up immediately.

"Oh, but a few photos from »
arsillicitum.bsky.social
The Doctor hums, the soft click of his heels marking his approach—the increasingly common crowding of Diluc’s space.

He turns to Adelinde with a practiced smile, head dipping to follow her gesture. A pity for Diluc, truly, that Dottore is a terribly curious man.

“Oh? You’ve been with the -
arsillicitum.bsky.social
- Ragnvindr family for some time then, I take it?”

His grin widens as he glances at the redhead once more. Endear the maid. Lay the bait. Profit.

“It’s quite hard to imagine how Master Diluc was so long ago… I’d hardly be surprised if he were born with this elegance.”
arsillicitum.bsky.social
The Doctor hums, the soft click of his heels marking his approach—the increasingly common crowding of Diluc’s space.

He turns to Adelinde with a practiced smile, head dipping to follow her gesture. A pity for Diluc, truly, that Dottore is a terribly curious man.

“Oh? You’ve been with the -
noctua-luminis.bsky.social
"I'm not convinced. I'm just keeping the possibilities close."

He turns away, and the coat gracefully swirls behind him in a ruffle of feathers that makes Adelinde clap her hands with excitement.

"The last time I managed to convince master Diluc to wear an outfit was this tall!"

She pointed to »
arsillicitum.bsky.social
“It seems only logical to attend together. Less time wasted on trying to hunt each other down… more freedom to tend to our respective business obligations without fuss.”
arsillicitum.bsky.social
He leans back again, drawing his hands into his lap (lest the fidgeting or need to swipe something from the other’s desk return).

“It is a fairly anonymized event, beyond the ‘charitable’ sums of Mora expected of every patron… And stalking one another would just be distracting.”
arsillicitum.bsky.social
“Well, I certainly have intentions—but not the sort you need to be so tetchy about. Do lighten up.”

Whatever plans he had prior are set on the back burner as a terrible new idea takes center stage. It’s hardly logically sound—but sometimes ‘fun’ takes precedence.

“I’d like to make a proposition.”
arsillicitum.bsky.social
“Astute as ever.”

Arms crossing over his chest as he silently gives the outfit in question a once-over, huffing softly.

“And here I thought you’d need more convincing to get into the spirit of things…”
arsillicitum.bsky.social
( I'll put Carnival event info here when I'm not sleepy. :3)
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apostasya

and here I was expecting a bad mask pun. How dare you be more creative 🙄🙄 /lhj
ofmaskedjester.bsky.social
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Old man yaoi/j

Okay no lol.

Listen.

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arsillicitum.bsky.social
“I’d expect it to reflect poorly on the Dawn Winery if the famed Master Ragnvindr cannot be bothered to attend.”

He remains infuriatingly unreadable, nothing but that fixed smile visible past the beak of his mask.

“The whole of Teyvat will be watching, after all. I’d hate to see you embarrassed…”
arsillicitum.bsky.social
Humming, he leans forward in his seat, pressing into Diluc’s space.

“… Call it curiosity, nothing more.”

Hands fold atop glossy wood, fingers intertwined to stop his jittering—and the growing itch to steal Diluc’s pen.

“Though I’m surprised you’d just send another in your stead…”
arsillicitum.bsky.social
“Familiarity does not necessarily equate enjoyment. You didn’t seem to be very invested in your own gatherings, that’s all.”

All he offers is a knowing grin, every bit as sharp and predatory as the gaze leveled his way. Every movement is observed in silence, piling notes tucked away for future use.
arsillicitum.bsky.social
- like a cat that’s just caught a canary, bits of bloodied feathers poking between its teeth.

“Who might Master Diluc’s ‘trusted companion’ be? Miss Adelinde? Or perhaps that florist… She’s always been quite smitten.”
arsillicitum.bsky.social
- propping his elbow on the desk, cheek pressing into his open palm.

“A Fontainian party doesn’t seem like your scene… All those aristos guzzling wine and gorging themselves on expensive canapés.”

- A smirk spreads across his face as he watches Diluc jot his reaponse,
arsillicitum.bsky.social
He skims the contents of the letter briefly, a huff interrupting the silence as he pushes it back towards Diluc. How dull, that the letter remains the same as his own, down to the loopy cursive scrawl.

“And here I thought I was sent a poorly planned assassination attempt,” he hums, -
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apostasya

Get them back by 'ermm ackshuallying' them if they ever mention a pigeon. Like ermm actually that's a ROCK DOVE. Pigeon is a whole genus 🤓🤓🤓
arsillicitum.bsky.social
apostasya

In all fairness, most people don't know any specific corvid names beyond crow, raven, blue jay, and magpie... I'd bet no one realized u were saying a different bird LMAO