🕯️Kyryll Chudomirovich Flins🪦
@ofhauntinglight.bsky.social
🕯️"Even the darkest of nights end in sunlight, so I'll do my best with the rest, you know we'll be alright~"🪦 RP/Parody. Canon-divergent/AU Flins. Writer is 21+. Minors DNI. PFP/Header Credit: @snifflesmp4 on twt
"How kind~ I am glad to hear it," He responded with a soft hum, before his attention wad drawn to the mention of something being brought to him. "Oh? What is it?" His attention is caught.
well, 𝒚𝒆𝒂𝒉. why wouldn't ya? [ varka's a little 𝘤𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘺 and 𝘴𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴 with that attempt, BUT——he didn't regret it in the slightest, 𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘰𝘯𝘴, the comedic effect in that is crazy... not enough to be 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘤 in the knight's case. ] 𝘢𝘩𝘦𝘮, brushin' that aside, I brought somethin'!
The Fae is just smiling, amusement clear in his gaze and he watches his friend stumble over his words. "Oh? Am I that aesthetically pleasing to you, my friend~?" He can't help but tease, just a little bit.
@ofhauntinglight.bsky.social ; hey, 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘺— no, no, 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘥𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦— 𝒆—𝒆𝒓𝒓, hey, flins! [ varka didn't just stumble on his words so deliberately that he's struggling to have clarity with his response... well, was it all a 𝘭𝘪𝘦 though? definitely not! the knight's trying to greet, that's all! ]
Oh no. Awkwardly stands there. "...Hello, Noy." He hasn't seen this man since he left the court of the Belyi Tsar.
Is that ... @ofhauntinglight.bsky.social ? Archons, it's been a long time since Noy last saw him. " I did not expect to find you here. "
"I wish a certain someone would pick up on my flirtations..." Sighs, was about to drink from his glass before remembering it has iron in it.
"Ah, there is no need to fuss. I'll live. Probably."
Don't mind him, just coughing up blood for the ???th time this week. "Hm... perhaps I should start figuring out who is trying to murder me, huh?" Iron? In his drink? This is so sad.
Oh, congratulations to the dragons for wearing clothing, I guess...
"I don't mind. I also cannot sleep." He doesn't need sleep yet, his lantern is burning with bright blue flame.
"Couldn't get a wink of sleep, and the rest of the lot have already turned in for the night. Figured I'd come keep you company instead, Flins. Hope you don't mind a little late-night visitor, and for the randomly coming in like that."
After ten minutes, Flins emerges, fully dressed and composed. "There we go. Apologies for the wait, I did not expect guests this night."
"Youbetcha!" While he waits he collected himself though hes taken public baths with his fellow Knights meny times Flins is difficult.
"Ah, my friend, you are forgiven~ Just give me a couple moments to finish dressing and I shall be with you~"
"I didn't mean to barge in! Didn't know you was changing.."
"Oh?" He looked up at the sound of the closing door. "Is someone there?"
He paused for a moment before closing the door, the Knight was red in the face.
"I think this tradition remains odd, but... I enjoy it."
Ah, if only a certain friend could be without shirt...~ (Sips his firewater))
"Ah... You caught me at an inconvenient time..."
Once they get to the Tavern, he sets them up with a table before going to order drinks.
He follows quickly /behind/ him.
"Ah... You caught me at an inconvenient time..."
"Haha, then come along, my friend~ It's the perfect time to share a good drink."
"I feel like I keep promising to try that firewater. Ha! As long as I get you I'll not get my usual this go around!"
"Fufufu, how forward~" Successful distraction. "Good, good. So, the usual? Or would you like to have some Firewater this time?"
Unfortunately, this toxin is harmless to most humans, so he just has to suffer silently. "Anyway, let me buy you a drink, my friend~ You came all this way."
"I know... I'll be fine. I just have to process the toxins on my own, is all."
He is touched that Varka worries, but he doesn't want to reveal his true self just yet. "I'm fine, really. It's just a minor ailment."
"Ah, do not worry about it, my friend~ It is nothing I cannot handle."
He's pretending he's fine, even if there's blood smudged over his lips. "How annoying... mh, oh well."