/ i might flip this account to a bleach muse. as much as i like baishe, the muse isn't quite there anymore.

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ᅠ𝐌 . 𝕬ckerman .

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" That's because I'm not human. "

A simple response to a simple question. Baishe tapped his chin, head tilting as he observed the man before him in return. " The real question is, what are 𝘺𝘰𝘶 ? "

Had it been anyone else, they would've been unsettled. But not Baishe. He was more curious ...

/ will do replies later. i've brain fog atm.

Baishe didn't even flinch when his wrist was grabbed so harshly. His gaze just shifted to the masked face of the stranger, before he spoke.

" Your aura is very strange. " he noted, seemingly not caring about etiquette at all. " Your grip is also strange. Unusually strong for a human. "

【 𝘱𝘩𝘪𝘭𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘰𝘣𝘪𝘢 [𝘧𝘪𝘭-𝘶𝘩-𝘧𝘰𝘩-𝘣𝘦𝘦-𝘶𝘩]

𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯;

𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘳𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘭 𝘰𝘳 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘢𝘵𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘰𝘧 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦. 】

𝕷𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝐚 𝕕𝕣𝕖𝕒𝕞
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ㅤㅤㅤㅤ𝖆𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝔱𝔬 𝕓𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕞

" The Emperor's patrol. " he explained, keeping his voice low. " We should get you out of the city ... Frankly, I'm not even sure how you got in without being noticed. Dragon magic ? "

Baishe stood still, as three soldiers walked past the alley. Chattering and laughing loudly about some woman who was courting them at the tavern they'd been. His golden eyes followed the soldiers until they disappeared around the corner, allowing th serpent to breathe again. +

/ leaving this here. 🙂‍↕️

A clawed digit pokes @arsillicitum.bsky.social in the side. Strange clothes and an even stranger aura. Is this one friend or foe ?

Yes, this one's far too tall to tackle. What should he do ? Fine, he's going to approach normally and look for a chance to snack on this one later.

Yes, a pair of golden eyes are pinned upon the Fae. He's a little too tall for Baishe to tackle though. Hm.

Is that a Fae he smells nearby ? Breakfast ———

#GIRP
Kyryll Chudomirovich Flins ... But you may call me Flins.

It's mating season already ? He's so not in the mood to deal with his upcoming heat ...

/ finally found this prompt in better quality. let's go !

Yawns. Stretches like a cat. That was a nice nap.

𝑰𝒕'𝒔 𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒖𝒍𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒚 𝒄𝒐𝒐𝒍 𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕, 𝒍𝒊𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒑𝒐𝒆𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒑𝒖𝒍𝒍 𝒐𝒏 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓𝒕𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔.

𝑶𝒓 𝒎𝒂𝒚𝒃𝒆 𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒍𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒔𝒎𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒄𝒐𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒓 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒃𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒂𝒊𝒓?

𝑪𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒍 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆.

/ where are all the active #mvrp accounts ?

" The chocolate one sounds good. " he decided. Baishe did like chocolate, so it sounded like a solid option.

" Do you have any drinks ? Like aged rice wine ? "

He snatched Dan Heng's arm and yanked him in a dark alley, before the other could protest. Then he held up a finger, as if telling him to keep quiet.

Still, he didn't want to give the Emperor the satisfaction.

" Are you ? You look pretty weak to me. " he noted, a clawed finger poking Dan Heng's arm. " But I guess you have a pretty tail ... "

Baishe stiffened suddenly, as if having heard something in the distance. +

" It doesn't look like he has weak points. He's a skilled fighter and even more skilled hunter. I would advise against provoking him. "

Not that Baishe cared about what would happen, if the Emperor were to discover Dan Heng and his friends. It was none of his business, really. +

" There's different flavours too ? " the serpent asked. One surprise after the other, apparently. He wasn't even sure what he was ordering.

he explained.

" I'm Baishe. "