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leon strohl da haliaetus ⚔️ ([personal profile] halians) wrote2025-04-26 01:45 pm
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honourous: ꜰᴏʟᴋʟᴏʀᴇ ∗ ᴘʟs ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ (163)

wk 1; monday

[personal profile] honourous 2025-04-29 01:41 am (UTC)(link)
[ actually i decided we're going to pet cows while we talk. hulkenberg is just seated on a stool, feeding various vegetable scraps to one of the fluffy martira cows and petting its pink snoot. a little familiarity, in an unfamiliar place, especially after such a... chaotic afternoon.

she had barely caught what happened before getting strohl to come and meet her elsewhere. at least she's not eating, this time.
]

Did you see, how everything was swept away so swiftly..? Such chaos brought to heel in an instant - I do not think even the church has worked so quickly in cleaning up after themselves.
honourous: ꜰᴏʟᴋʟᴏʀᴇ ∗ ᴘʟs ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ (063 ⚔️)

wk 2; friday

[personal profile] honourous 2025-05-10 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
[ the starter is just that hulkenberg is going to drop down to sit next to him, wherever he is, and offer him a bottled ale as she does. as if they didn't drink enough last night - and she's not even much of a drinker in the first place.

but she's wide awake, now that she's no longer a swan, and just seems... calm, if alert. like she's drinking, yes, but a part of her is keeping watch of the area, prepared to go on the defensive if necessary even now that they've all died.
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The end period of the vacation is, supposedly, nearly upon us.