⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀ ⠀⠀* ⚘ ₊ You're a king, are you not? Narrow-mindedly pursuing a fugitive doesn't suit one. If you want to come after me, get off your throne and run like a 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗿𝗶𝗼𝗿. ⠀⠀ ⠀ ⠀「⠀ #MVRP / #FATERP / #TYPEMOONRP⠀ 」 ⠀⠀
ㅤ He’s spreading (late) holiday cheer to anyone who needs it. *✨ ㅤ
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ \\ #𝚁𝙴⫶ℑɴᴛᴇɴsɪᴏɴ //
ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝘐 𝘞𝘐𝘚𝘏 𝘛𝘏𝘈𝘛 𝘐 𝘊𝘖𝘜𝘓𝘋 𝙁𝘼𝙇𝙇 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝙎𝙀𝙀 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝙎𝙆𝙔 𝘾𝙇𝙀𝘼𝙍𝙇𝙔 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ --- ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝘐 𝘞𝘐𝘚𝘏 𝘛𝘏𝘈𝘛 𝘐 𝘊𝘖𝘜𝘓𝘋 𝙁𝘼𝙇𝙇 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝙉𝙊𝙏 𝙈𝙄𝙎𝙎 𝙏𝙃𝙀 𝙂𝙍𝙊𝙐𝙉𝘿 𝘾𝙊𝙈𝙋𝙇𝙀𝙏𝙀𝙇𝙔 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 💠 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝘐 𝘞𝘐𝘚𝘏 𝘛𝘏𝘈𝘛 𝘐 𝘊𝘖𝘜𝘓𝘋 𝙁𝘼𝙇𝙇 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝘽𝙐𝙏 𝙊𝙉𝙇𝙔 𝙏𝙍𝙐𝙇𝙔 𝘽𝘼𝘾𝙆𝙒𝘼𝙍𝘿𝙎 ㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤㅤ 𝙍𝙄𝙂𝙃𝙏 𝘐𝘕𝘛𝘖 𝘠𝘖𝘜𝘙 𝘼𝙍𝙈𝙎
ㅤ "jiāngshī came from the hills, soaring through the air, to devour the infants of the people." ㅤ
ㅤ "No, no. Well. . naah, no." He'd shake his head after a moment's thought, snickering and tucking that charm away. "Just like that. Don't put too much thought into it, y'know?" ㅤ
ㅤ Phone flips shut, with a cheery smile and nod to the hero. “Mm! I love both. Granted, I’m no painter anymore than I am a photographer. But, it’s easier to capture during contracts.” He’ll share that view, stars drifting amidst irises as they admired the sight in full. ㅤ
❝ It merely reminds me of someone I know who likes to paint rather than use cameras. ❞ They're similar in that case, preserving memories in any way. Her gaze goes back to the scenery after. ❝ I can see its charm. ❞
ㅤ “They’re valuable time capsules, stories of their own. Different to paintings — not better, though. Just. . unique.” A clear and elegant answer returned; he was busy typing away at phone keys, admiring low-quality images. “What about it?” ㅤ
( @dimcarcosa.bsky.social ) ❝ It seems you are fascinated with taking so many photos. ❞ The incessant sounds of the shutter on the modern device has been going on for... about nearly 5 minutes straight now.
ㅤ “..Eh? What’s wrong with it?” A little pout, lifting that icy charm to give it a look-over. ㅤ
ㅤ Mh? [ glancing from his screen, blinking curious gaze to the mutterer. ] You say something? ㅤ
🔴 ... Holy shit, I can recognize the model on that ancient thing, hold up. [ She's muttering to herself, mostly, vaguely audible as it is. ]
ㅤ [ excited little selfies! he’s just found out about filters. his old phone can barely run them. . ] ㅤ
🔴 [ what the hell are they taking so many pictures of over there?? ]
ㅤ Despite her words, he remained curious and wondering — he’d certainly ask about it later. But for now he’d accept her hand, the other moving to take a few of those bags off of hers. “Sweet. Can’t wait to see the place!” ㅤ
ᅠ ᅠᅠ〝 Just forget it、alright .ᐣ It's nothin' important. 〞 ᅠ ᅠᅠThey finally settle on not explaining、picking up the bags with one hand and the other stretched out towards him. ᅠ ᅠᅠ〝 C'mon. 'M taking you home. 〞 ᅠ