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[ a faint twitch along her spine. Near imperceptible widening of her pupils and a flaring of her nostrils... ]
Qu'est-ce que je ressens?
[ she turns toward the nearest window, finding herself pressed against the iron bars in a heartbeat, staring out toward the sky. ]
Qui est-ce...?
...the dragon is, understandably, transfigured this morning. stood among the fresh restocks and new arrivals to the store with โ a grailed remnant of her past suddenly in hand.
"No, but my mistress has. I've watched her be asked to 'do her part' for the region, and summarily reject the 'honor' in the same conversation."
https://x.com/i/status/2044738496720437422 same space! Same source!!
...a spirited discussion of life's immortal truths.
Courtesy of @/legendchanger over on the bird. https://x.com/i/status/2044738496720437422
very serious dealings happening in the big city...
"The answer is strength, and the will to power. The strong are offered positions in the pantheon, while the weak, the tired and the bested are asked to step down."
Is this a set-up for a punchline... or a biological query?
lotus
this error i got trying to open this post is better than whatever I was even gonna say
[ if she laughs, she'll be banished to a frozen mountaintop. ]
Sacrilรจge.
We're always happy to tend to our finest patrons, mademoiselle.
Nearly forgot...
[ got so caught up in draconology. AHEM! ]
Today's nourishment, provided by the finest of SBC virtuosos. Pan-Seared Banh Mi with a Glaze a la Mode.
Margheriti sandwiches, creme a la tornade, pan frais, and cafe au lait.
Please, do enjoy.
I expect nothing less from any monster strong enough to march across time.
Wish I could give it a fair one myself...
I have only ever read stories of most of the Paradoxes... My grandmother scraped at the stars atop a Roaring Moon when I was but a whelp.
Recently polished & painted nails clutch at her heart, draw the fabric of her chemise tight and let the bass of her voice really RATTLE the crisp morning air!
ยซ National Ancient Dragon day... Too fucking right it is! ยป
Roaring Moon, mon couer !
๐ต๐ฉ๐ฆ ๐ฃ๐ฆ๐ด๐ต ๐ฅ๐ฆ๐ง๐ฆ๐ฏ๐ด๐ฆ | ๐ธ๐ฐ๐ณ๐ฌ ๐ซ๐ข๐ฎ๐ด. [ ๐๐ก๐๐ง๐ฌ๐จ๐ง ๐งยฐ ๐ ]
For the first eight months of her employment stuff the SBC, Bannie had to keep this list bookmarked to her phone's home screen.
Just in case.
To this day she has it pinned up in her room, a gentle reminder of where her heart's lead her.
All-nighter. Fifth in a row after dress rehearsals, costume changes, scrapped set pieces and all.
At least she could sit down for this part. Smile at the few victors, and MANY losers as they passed, count the seconds until she could crawl home and crash.
"Rest your team with me before you leave!"
Applause. To-go containers filled and snapped close. A success without much drama... 'Much'.
"To those of you with fulfilled tickets, do come speak with me! Or, if you'd prefer, do visit the Richissime, today, before nightfall.
Thank you, again, and take care!"
"-Cinthe Zone: Off!"
Arrow-point of a 'full heart' made over her head, the neon pink hard light barriers that rose to segment the city flicker, sparkle brilliantly, and then dissolve into flickers.
"On behalf of the SBC, and the Lady herself, I thank you all for participating!"
Qu'est-ce que j'entends ? ยซ Kalosh ยป ?
/ ugh, the curse of having multiple accounts
The food will also be incredible, but that is to be expected.
Privately sponsoring an Entire City's Battle System, for a singular night, with expressed written consent from the council, fulfilled permits and various 'go aheads' from local businesses and homes set to be 'disturbed' by such a thing.
Ours is not vanity without vindication.
Lumiose is already made brighter by your presence. How it'll be brighter still to see your passion, ma'am.
Tornade de Tiramisu.
Coffee-soaked ladyfingers, cocoa powder, powdered sugar, cream of lucky egg yolks, mascarpone, frosslass sighs and flecks of gold.
A touch of cinnamon, lightly flame-kissed, served in a chilled glass.
Please, enjoy, mademoiselle.
Good morning.
A gift from the kitchens... and a gentle reminder that tonight's Battle Zone will be sponsored, and catered by, the SBC.