summer catchall

[yourlenore]

Who: Mishka & some poor unfortunate souls
What: Bingo et al.
When: Summer
Where: Anywhere
Warnings: NSFW & insects

Sometimes I feel tenderly
opened up, wet and revealed as if cut
in two.

Comments

[sluice]

[ Could he take them both at once? Unlikely. No one's coming to his aid if things go awry, but this isn't a calculated risk to begin with. Like everything as of late, it's mere happenstance. ]

To talk. Should I have come here for anything less? [ No edge of truculence riding his voice, and no remorse for placing a bid he couldn't fulfill. ] It doesn't matter if anyone else overhears.

[ Mishka's presence alone should be telling enough. It's hardly a secret. ]

Tell me, what do you think I'm hiding from you? [ May as well start there. ] Whatever Diluc told you is probably the truth, more or less. But I doubt that guy fessed up to everything.

[ Now, why would that be? ]

[yourlenore]

( He did his part, and he's alert; while it's clear he's vigilant, he isn't hostile, like Amber. If there's anything those of his profession are skilled with, it's hiding intent.

Amber has the reigns here, and clearly there's something personal, as he suspected, at play. If she wishes to listen, then Mishka would abide; if she wanted Mishka gone, well— he would yet abide by that, but still listen in.

He doesn't usually see Amber like this either, so they both hold his interest even if he's peripheral to both at present. )

PUTS ON MY CLOWN NOSE I CAN'T BELIEVE I LOST TRACK OF THIS THREAD IT'S FINE

[outride]

Hmf...! ( Calling Diluc "that guy" ... puh! How dare he! She folds her arms and scowls. )

We ... we didn't talk much about you. I only learned of the group you're part of. And I'm very less enthused after learning that.

( Amber returns her gaze to Childe. )

So, why? Why are you a part of an organisation like the Fatui? And why did you want to talk to me?