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knowingoverseer:

asktirimor:

DA: That much I can understandas there is somethings others shouldn’t know about, though I do hope that whatever you are doing to help your friend it’s successful. 

DA: Though just to let you know, if there ever is a time you need help with anything all you got to do is ask. Even if that anything is something dangerous, let’s just say I’m rather ludicrously hard to kill thanks to my god tier. 

UU: oh, a bit of a white knight, are yoU? i do appreciate the offer, dear, bUt i hardly know yoU. and offering to help a stranger with something dangeroUs, knowing yoU may die, with no gain in it yoUrself…
UU: well, seems a bit heroic to me, what do yoU think?
UU: bUt really, i do appreciate it bUt i’m okay. i can handle myself, and as it were, i’m fairly toUgh to stay dead. 
UU: also becaUse of my god-tier.

UU: honestly thoUgh i really have no room to talk, bUt i do advise being carefUl dear. 
UU: yoU have good intentions, bUt don’t sign Up for more than yoU can chew, at least not withoUt a bit of information gathering first.
UU: as far as yoU woUld know, i may be some kind of evil witch, hell bent on mUrdering the masses in all manner of odd, grotesqUe ways, and i have friends into this too whom i’m cUrrently helping.

DA: I don’t really call myself a white knight as that is a rather odd term. Were I come from the code of chivalry is just as alive as magic and technology working together to further our lives. I was raised on a real code of knighthood. I swore to protect the good, innocent, weak and defenseless. Live by honor and glory, to fight for the welfare of all. To be courteous, courageous, loyal, honest, generous, and wise. To always to be fit and ready for combat when the need arises, persevere to the end in any enterprise begun, never to refuse a challenge from an equal or turn the back upon a foe, and to always fight to keep the peace.Though to be honest I don’t think you are that evil as your describing or bluffing most likely. I honestly always get a gut feeling when it comes to things I am unsure of, and it hasn’t been wrong before.

DA: It’s not my fault I got a soft heart and that I like help out those who need it, and I am willing to do what I can to help them. There has been a few occurrences were I have gone to deep and into things others would consider to dangerous, but I pull through in the end. Honestly I would rather try and talk things out instead of trying to get in a fight as I would rather preserve life then extinguish it. I have spilled a lot of blood, to much for me to measure. Though it is the blood I have spilled before I gained my powers of a Knight of Life, when I was still a child that still sticks to me. I went down a dark path when I was young, and so I lied, cheated, stole, tortured, maimed and even killed others without even blinking an eye. I spilled innocent blood and I swear sometimes when I look into a mirror I can still see myself covered in it, dry and caked on me like a snake’s skin. I tend to wipe myself clean of it before my time comes. Alas, redemption is not why I help the good and innocent, I help them because it is the right thing to do. 

steumeitriedtaziya:

 “✎”

((Go ahead and knock yourself out doing this but I would love to see what you can do.))

I did my best!

((You did an awesome job, you have no idea.))

shubbabang:

okay yeah I ended up scanning things I doodled in class so expect more shit

shubbabang:

okay yeah I ended up scanning things I doodled in class so expect more shit

He takes a black marker and writes "Beautiful" on Vriska's right arm.

vriska-flarping-serket:

asktirimor:

vriska-flarping-serket:

She blinked down at it. “What?”

-

"Well we could always use a cup or something." He kisses her passionately. 

She kissed him back. “Alright, I’m okay with that.”

He grabbed a cup that he hoped was good enough for something like this before setting it on the table by his bed. Though once he lays back down on the bed, he kisses her deeply and passionately, his hands on her back. 

"I won’t let you be on your own, not when you’re like this."

teijahcestus:

asktirimor:

teijahcestus:

She hissed in pain as he reached forwards to touch one of her wounds, the blood-stained thing stinging. “Stop it!”

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"Just how like you were able to handle that pack of sabertooths? You could have died." He sighs. "This is only going to take a moment." He then focuses, using his power over life to heal her wounds. "Your mother was just as reckless as you when she was this young. I never did tell you about her did I?"

"I could have," She growled defensively, though she realised trying to wriggle away would only make it hurt more. "You just had to stick your nose in my business."

"I’m your father, it’s kind of my job to make sure your alright." He talked as he was healing her. "As for your mother, she was the most beautiful troll I had ever laid my eyes on, though I think that came from her ancestor, the famous gamblignant Marquise Spinneret Mindfang. Though she herself has somewhat of her attitude, which you also got, but it was more then just her beauty that wanted me to be with her." 

He takes a black marker and writes "Beautiful" on Vriska's right arm.

vriska-flarping-serket:

asktirimor:

vriska-flarping-serket:

She blinked down at it. “What?”

-

He smiles at her with a blush, looking her form over with his eyes. “my, you do make one sexy fairy.” He hadn’t brought a bucket or a pail for this, so he was unsure how exactly this would work. “you bring something to get our genetic material I hope?” 

She laughed and pushed him down onto the bed. “When trolls don’t have pails or 8uckets, they improvise. What do you suggest I do, sweetheart?” 

"Well we could always use a cup or something." He kisses her passionately. 

He takes a black marker and writes "Beautiful" on Vriska's right arm.

vriska-flarping-serket:

asktirimor:

vriska-flarping-serket:

She blinked down at it. “What?”

-

After he kisses her again he heads back to his room, waiting on his bed for her. 

She soon followed him, dressed in the tight white dress and leaning on the door, smirking at him.

He smiles at her with a blush, looking her form over with his eyes. “my, you do make one sexy fairy.” He hadn’t brought a bucket or a pail for this, so he was unsure how exactly this would work. “you bring something to get our genetic material I hope?” 

"I won’t let you be on your own, not when you’re like this."

teijahcestus:

asktirimor:

teijahcestus:

She hissed in pain as he reached forwards to touch one of her wounds, the blood-stained thing stinging. “Stop it!”

"Just hold still, I can’t heal your wounds properly if you keep fidgeting around. I swear your just like your mother, your eight times to reckless." both of his hands were glowing with the pale green energy of life as he went over her wounds. 

She snarled, trying to pull away. “Ow! Stop it! I can handle it on my own!”

"Just how like you were able to handle that pack of sabertooths? You could have died." He sighs. "This is only going to take a moment." He then focuses, using his power over life to heal her wounds. "Your mother was just as reckless as you when she was this young. I never did tell you about her did I?"

He takes a black marker and writes "Beautiful" on Vriska's right arm.

vriska-flarping-serket:

asktirimor:

vriska-flarping-serket:

She blinked down at it. “What?”

-

He smiles and kisses her sweetly. “I’ll be waiting in my room for you then, also I would like you to wear that fairy dress of yours.” 

She giggled and purred. “Yes sir~”

After he kisses her again he heads back to his room, waiting on his bed for her. 

"I won’t let you be on your own, not when you’re like this."

teijahcestus:

She hissed in pain as he reached forwards to touch one of her wounds, the blood-stained thing stinging. “Stop it!”

"Just hold still, I can’t heal your wounds properly if you keep fidgeting around. I swear your just like your mother, your eight times to reckless." both of his hands were glowing with the pale green energy of life as he went over her wounds. 

He takes a black marker and writes "Beautiful" on Vriska's right arm.

vriska-flarping-serket:

asktirimor:

vriska-flarping-serket:

She blinked down at it. “What?”

-

"You thinking about getting the collecting started for our wriggler?"

She giggled and nodded. “Yeah.”

He smiles and kisses her sweetly. “I’ll be waiting in my room for you then, also I would likw you to wear that fairy dress of yours.” 

knowingoverseer:

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DA: Alright that is fine, but is there a reason why you are not up for much friendly chat? Also its’ nice to meet you.

UU: yeah! i’m not really feeling Up to it for one, and i’m not sUre when i’d end Up leaving yoU hangig for another. 
UU: i’m aboUt helping a friend with a thing i need to be fairly sUbtle aboUt to help a really close friend at some point.
UU: gotta be vaUge.

UU: anyhoo nice to meet yoU as well.

DA: That much I can understandas there is somethings others shouldn’t know about, though I do hope that whatever you are doing to help your friend it’s successful. 

DA: Though just to let you know, if there ever is a time you need help with anything all you got to do is ask. Even if that anything is something dangerous, let’s just say I’m rather ludicrously hard to kill thanks to my god tier. 

knowingoverseer:

asktirimor:

DA: Just someone who wanted to strike a friendly conversation, unless you were asking for a name? There is a few of them I am called by. Archangel, The Lifewarder, though my actual name is Tirimor. 

UU: okay, tirimor then, i’m not really one for titles.
UU: admitably i’ve not been Up for friendly chat, bUt i sUppose i coUld spare a few minUtes uwu;
UU: feel free to call me Umbra.

DA: Alright that is fine, but is there a reason why you are not up for much friendly chat? Also its’ nice to meet you. 

He takes a black marker and writes "Beautiful" on Vriska's right arm.

vriska-flarping-serket:

asktirimor:

vriska-flarping-serket:

She blinked down at it. “What?”

-

He nods and smiles. “that is a great name, and I think Galadae would be fitting for a male.”

She nods. “So, well……..”

"You thinking about getting the collecting started for our wriggler?"

Today for him was a particular boring day at the castle and decided to check through pesterchum, though there was one handle at note that made him curious. — dawnArchangel [DA] began pestering uranianUmbra [UU] — DA: Hello.

knowingoverseer:

UU: …?
UU: hello, dear.
UU: Umm, if it woUld be alright, who is this?

DA: Just someone who wanted to strike a friendly conversation, unless you were asking for a name? There is a few of them I am called by. Archangel, The Lifewarder, though my actual name is Tirimor.