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lunarity.bsky.social

ㅤ Knock knock.
ㅤ "Sorry I'm late... Had some stuff come up, but I finally got a free weekend. You still around?"

|| @ofbadomens.bsky.social
lunarity.bsky.social

ㅤ " ... How? You just ate a whole - mm." She doesn't shrink away from the proximity. Maeve doesn't move apart from crossing her arms and side-eyeing Iseult, following that literal throwing of a pie down the hatch. "It's either years or not, pick one. Memory problems or something?"
lunarity.bsky.social

For a few minutes, any shuffle, any breathing - pushing her ears, struggling against the moon.
lunarity.bsky.social

ㅤ ... What, she just left? Like that?
𝘏𝘢 - as if it would ever that be easy. Her ears are sharp, but they aren't currently enough to tell if Cecilia really had left. If only she didn't know how stubborn that blondie could be... like some kind of knight.

ㅤ She waits to see if there's noise.


thegoldenparagon.bsky.social
Thus... the two were now sleeping in the same room, the other probably in a more uncomfortable part of the room-.

Or at least that was the original intention, instead she got up and walked toward the door. The knight opening and closing it, but she was more so pretending to leave before going --
lunarity.bsky.social

ㅤ 𝘜𝘶𝘶𝘶𝘨𝘩.

ㅤ Fine. She slowly lets her head relax and arms silently drop, reclining her head into the wall. If the plan is to sleep her out, she'll just snooze here, too.
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lunarity.bsky.social

ㅤ 𝘜𝘶𝘶𝘶𝘨𝘩.

ㅤ Fine. She slowly lets her head relax and arms silently drop, reclining her head into the wall. If the plan is to sleep her out, she'll just snooze here, too.
thegoldenparagon.bsky.social
At this point, it turned into a bit of a contest or at least it had for Cecilia. The girl was completely unmoving until she suddenly laid down instead of sitting on her bed

There may be a chance she chooses to spend the night there...
lunarity.bsky.social

ㅤ Eyes close. Internally, she's cursing a sailor's storm right up - of course Cecilia would. Sitting in this gaudy, uncharacteristic, stuffy room, Maeve can't move a muscle or Cecilia would hear it.

ㅤ ... Is this worth -
Ugh. Of course it is. Some things are secrets for a reason.
lunarity.bsky.social

ㅤ Eyes close. Internally, she's cursing a sailor's storm right up - of course Cecilia would. Sitting in this gaudy, uncharacteristic, stuffy room, Maeve can't move a muscle or Cecilia would hear it.

ㅤ ... Is this worth -
Ugh. Of course it is. Some things are secrets for a reason.
thegoldenparagon.bsky.social
Cecilia did have a feeling she may be around, but she opted a different approach rather than tearing the place apart. Crossing her arms, she walked over to her bed and took a seat upon it.

She did... well... nothing after that. She just sat there, eyes closed, and arms crossed. She was intending --
lunarity.bsky.social

ㅤ Curled up in a ball behind the closet door, Maeve brings her free hand to her mouth to try and muffle her breathing. Her eyes are half-lidded, a conscious choice from Maeve as she knew the dim glow they emitted as the full moon drew nearer. The scent of something alive nearby makes her nose


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lunarity.bsky.social

twitch. Restraint grows... painfully difficult, in a literal sense. Her muscles ache and her head splits, feeling herself change little by little with the lunar waxing.
lunarity.bsky.social

ㅤ Curled up in a ball behind the closet door, Maeve brings her free hand to her mouth to try and muffle her breathing. Her eyes are half-lidded, a conscious choice from Maeve as she knew the dim glow they emitted as the full moon drew nearer. The scent of something alive nearby makes her nose


thegoldenparagon.bsky.social
Once inside, she would begin to turn her head side to side. She was taking in her surroundings before she began to walk around in search for her.
lunarity.bsky.social

ㅤ ... Fuck. Scrambling as quietly as she can through the dark to hide. Slipping behind the doors of her closet that couldn't be seen from the main door and tucking to the side.
lunarity.bsky.social

ㅤ ... Fuck. Scrambling as quietly as she can through the dark to hide. Slipping behind the doors of her closet that couldn't be seen from the main door and tucking to the side.
Reposted by — 𝒯ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔢 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔩.​ ||
Reposted by — 𝒯ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔢 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔩.​ ||
kinseinomegami.bsky.social

ㅤ⠀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #faterp / #mvrp

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lunarity.bsky.social

ㅤ ...

ㅤ Did they leave? She hopes so.

ㅤ One hand over a growing scar.
thegoldenparagon.bsky.social
Eventually she just stopped knocking. Arms crossed as she gazed at the door... thinking.
lunarity.bsky.social

ㅤ Again - silence. No response. She remains curled up on her bed... this annoyingly comfortable, gaudy, scented comforter.
lunarity.bsky.social

ㅤ Again - silence. No response. She remains curled up on her bed... this annoyingly comfortable, gaudy, scented comforter.
thegoldenparagon.bsky.social
She will knock on her door a few more times just to be safe. Eyebrow slowly rising.
lunarity.bsky.social

ㅤ Silence.

ㅤ ... She's staying quiet. Hoping whoever's there will just buzz off and let her focus.
lunarity.bsky.social

ㅤ Silence.

ㅤ ... She's staying quiet. Hoping whoever's there will just buzz off and let her focus.
thegoldenparagon.bsky.social
She'll be polite and knock, but that may not stop her depending on how things progress.
Reposted by — 𝒯ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔢 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔩.​ ||
moonstreakedskies.bsky.social
burn bright like the midnight sun.

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Reposted by — 𝒯ℎ𝑎𝑡'𝑠 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝔴𝔦𝔫𝔢 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝔴𝔢𝔩𝔩.​ ||
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