Hornet.
@bellhearted.bsky.social
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@hallowed-hollow's canon counterpart. [ #HKRP | #MVRP | Post Sister of the Void ending ] [ MAJOR ACT 3 SPOILERS ]
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bellhearted.bsky.social
// Independent portrayal of Hornet, as counterpart to @hallowed-hollow.bsky.social.

MAJOR ACT 3 SPOILERS. Please proceed at your own discretion.

↘ Sister of the Void ending.
↘ Open to all verses, alternate-friendly.
↘ DMs open for plotting, questions, private threads.
#HKRP | #MVRP

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bellhearted.bsky.social
( Soon enough, they arrive at the Far Fields, and Hornet slows again to a stop in preparation. )

We seek the green pelts of the peculiar fliers quick to flee, and the spine cores of those beasts with the unsettling masks. Our competition begins now, Shakra. May the best hunter succeed.
bellhearted.bsky.social
( She nods in understanding. A response as expected as any, for how similar her own methods in creating tools and designs can sometimes be. Content to leave it at that, she sets off at a comfortable dash for the remainder of the trek, confident the warrior will keep pace. )
bellhearted.bsky.social
Many things weigh heavy on my mind about our future and our place in it. This “multiverse” is yet vast, but we may start here in the familiar, among ally and family, and strike out bit by bit.
bellhearted.bsky.social
In time scarcely passed, circumstances for me and especially my sibling have improved beyond measure.

The time may at last be that I can show it safely to Bellhart with minimal worry. I will travel there first, and see to it that the good bugs of the location know it’s of no threat to their lives.
bellhearted.bsky.social
Crowds are not something she’s dealt with in too many years. And so she is equally at fault when the two collide, leaving her stumbling but quick to recover.

“No apologies are required,” she assures swiftly, tone smooth and noble. “This street is busy, busier than any I’ve experienced in an age.”
bellhearted.bsky.social
The bug, equally inconspicuous as a bug for her cloaked appearance as she is conspicuous for the tall bone-like mask encasing her head, is yet new to this multiverse business. She has found herself here, no taller than a child of ten or so by comparison, darting between figures unfamiliar to her.
bellhearted.bsky.social
Times are changing, more rapidly than I am used to witnessing. But for, I dare to hope, the better.
bellhearted.bsky.social
The device I use now to communicate is different, smaller and more portable than that of the spired marvel within the Citadel. It will take some time to learn each of its nuances, though I am confident of the boon it will provide.
bellhearted.bsky.social
// PLEASE FEEL FREE. everyone is welcome to interact with my miserable creature
bellhearted.bsky.social
// sorryyy for the delays here. I have been too Hollow-brained the past week or so to sit down and actively focus on both. Hornet ily but your miserable lanky sibling still has my brain in a chokehold
bellhearted.bsky.social
but still alert to the sounds and movement around them. Engaged, but ever-cautious, especially as the two near the Far Fields, her attention kept sharp for their shared quarry. )

I fear we never before had the chance to discuss your craftsmanship, despite how often I have benefited from it.
bellhearted.bsky.social
And for you, I may find additional materials for your maps and pins. Will you tell me of your process? What considerations go into the production of your goods?

( Compared to travels alone, this one is pleasant, easy-going. She maintains pace alongside the warrior, gaze often directed up to her,
bellhearted.bsky.social
// I couldn’t decide which bug to post this for so you get both; likes on this quote count for Hornet
hallowed-hollow.bsky.social
// Not an OC but still want to ramble about some of the things here please 🙏
bellhearted.bsky.social
before clicking the device on her wrist, held upward. It opens a swirling gate connecting to the City of Tears, just as described, and with one final thankful glance to Clive, she hops through it without fear or hesitation.
bellhearted.bsky.social
A nod is all she returns, unwilling to prolong this much further, but grateful for the understanding of her calm urgency and willingness to accommodate it in equal measure.

"Until next time." A polite, appreciative nod of her head in that same almost-bow as earlier,
bellhearted.bsky.social
"Go home, and see to it that he is hale and whole, with peace in your shell knowing you have allowed me do the same for mine." A fine, symbolic thank-you, she hopes. "When we are recovered from our ordeals, I will call for you again, you can be sure."
bellhearted.bsky.social
She lifts her head to regard her with a depth of gratitude evident even despite her unchanging mask, hand prepared to activate the device and see her home.

"Go home to your own sibling now, Clive." A gentle, heartfelt thing, demanding only in the interest of this new ally.
bellhearted.bsky.social
It had always been a losing battle, this game of pretend.

"Again I find words do not suffice. You, better than anyone, perhaps more even than I can express, must understand the feeling. It brings me no small comfort knowing that it was someone such as yourself who brought this miracle to us."
bellhearted.bsky.social
a capacity for which had been awoken again starting with a tiny vessel come to prove themself the final saviour of a near-dead kingdom—the time spent with them fleeting and cut too short, only to be unceremoniously reunited after with an ailing older sibling she had dared not fondly remember.
bellhearted.bsky.social
Perhaps, foolishly, she has been in denial all this time; fed upon years of isolation closing her off from the simple comforts of contact and family she had convinced herself she didn't need, rejecting the notion she ever /could/ want or need them again.

All things she had refused to pine for;
bellhearted.bsky.social
rose gold and inlaid with a rich red garnet matching the paint and cloth that decorates the bellhome now behind them, before fastening it to her wrist.

Hornet is not one for outward sentimentalities, and even she cannot help but be touched by the words and deeper meaning behind them.
bellhearted.bsky.social
Following only after she has collected her new things and stashed all but the necessary pieces away, she engages the next lesson with the same perceptive nature and rapt attention as always.

Having for the moment chosen a portal bracelet from one of the boxes, she marvels at it as she listens;
bellhearted.bsky.social
"I wish now only to see for myself my remaining family safe and hale. This, I thank you for assisting me with, and ask one final thing of you." She turns her head, resolute and firm, in formal plea. "Teach me this device, that I might return now and soothe its hurts and mine."