• one day we should all watch a movie together on livestream. :| Vampire movies.

  • major profile overhaul right now for hilda.

cruelvanity:

           ”I see~!” A hearty laugh rolled passed glossed lips, bare shoulders shaking a tad, allowing the shawl that had been draped around her slim form to slightly move away and expose that which was previously covered, the silken fabric now hanging loosely around her elbows. For now the tea was forgotten, hands placed idly on the surface of the table, upper body leaning forward so she may keep her talking soft, to maintain it’s whispering nature.”Then I am glad that we have this chance of meeting one another. Their tea has indeed gotten better or so many say, however I am interested in something else. Your name for example, may I know it, love?”

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           §◦☬◦§   Her face remained the void of emotion. A harshness upon delicate features as the immortal blink slowly at the frivolous woman — or what  Hilda believed. A woman not use to the company of women but men, she would only offer a faint smile to the fair maiden now. The blacksmith did not wish to be removed before the cup was picked up and casually sipped from.  As the woman leaned closer, allowing her upper form to rest upon the wooden surface.  It will quite be possible the one time she meets her unless Hilde decides to come out once more. Her name? “My lady, I am Hildegrade Schmitt. Please call me Hilda or Hilde.”  This name was not the smith’s true name. Her birthday name was something that only belonged in rumored history. Her tone was quite now as she set the cup down. “And yours?” Boldly the blacksmith would offer an open hand to the female just so she make place a chaste kissed upon the back of her hand. “I am not much a girly girl. I’ve long given up such ideals when I came here.” Years ago.

strakovar:

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{♯} — Roman scratched at his numbers absently, “I’m not sure if it’s a desire, or more of a missing piece for an exhibit that they have to have, but I’ll let him know when I see him.” The Czech man brushed off his hands and got to working on sharpening one of the blades, hands shaking as they always did as he scraped metal against metal.

           §◦☬◦§   “…They treat weapons as if they are children toys.” Hilda would let out a sigh before the other would watch the other. Naturally, she would removed any loosing clothing and get into the proper attire. The blacksmith settle down near attentive to her work now.

nepheliium:

                    "Is this for a survey or something~?" A snort. "I’m a fire demon and hail from the second circle."

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           ▌ 🔨 ░ »»  “Something like that.” A fire demon and from the second circle, “That is Lust? Occupation?”

nepheliium:

                          The demon just grunted at her apology before strong shoulders gave a shrug. “Aye. What is it that you need, love?”

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           ▌ 🔨 ░ »»  The immortal would nod at the demon, “Yes, I wish to speak to you in general.” Though it isn’t like she doesn’t trust his friend’s words, “What type of demon are you and where do you belong. It’s a strange request I know but there is reasons behind it.”

nepheliium:

                        Did she just call his face goofy? “Excuse me?”

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           ▌ 🔨 ░ »»  “My apologizes.” She spoke her thoughts, “Is your name, Theron?” Because earlier she talked to a complete stranger who had no idea what she was talking about.

nepheliium:

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                               With each season, the tiger just cant find anyone to give his mother future heirs. He doesn’t want a crown but his children — sigh.

           ▌ 🔨 ░ »»   Why was she doing this again. The woman vowed not to make another weapon like them again; however, here she was on someone’s request. Naturally, when she came across this one. He matches the description well, “Why such a goofy face.”

art-of-swords:

Moro Keris Sword

  • Dated: 18th century
  • Culture: Javanese
  • Medium: steel, silver, wood

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