𝓚𝓷𝓲𝓰𝓱𝓽𝔂 | LADSRP | Holiday slow time

Newly-minted Hunter, walking through fields of jasmine. knightyanrp.carrd.co/#

@moonlitvalko Advice? Work is overwhelming me. How do you keep the balance?

@luxcaelestia I understand.

@mountaingodzayn Guess what I'm craving for dinner tonight? 🦔🥺🙏

@mountaingodzayn *She busies herself caring for the plants, watering some until the pots are almost overflowing, viciously pruning others, cutting a ragged bouquet that she jams into a vase. On the table by the door in the entryway, a seemingly innocuous piece of plastic sits, blue lines unmistakable.*

@mountaingodzayn 15 more minutes, and then I'll clean up the kitchen...

@mountaingodzayn In case you needed a reminder 😘

*The weapon trembles in her hands, as much from surprise as from fatigue. Her data has shown her that there was a Wanderer moving fast through the area, faster than humanly possible. The tracker had led her right here to this... ...admittedly very attractive, but certainly ordinary-looking human. Still, she knew that some Wanderers were masters of deception in their protofields. She wasn't a new Hunter anymore, and wouldn't fall for such tricks. Keeping the weapon trained on him, she glances at her Hunter's Watch to see if she had entered a protofield or not. In the meantime, get him talking. Maybe she could figure out what was real and what was illusion that way.* My job. I'm looking for something that can only be found in certain places, and this happens to be one of them. What about you? *She takes in the finely tailored clothes, the well-groomed nails and hair, the smooth skin.* I could ask you the same question.

@mountaingodzayn WE NEED TO GO HERE. Ahem...please.

*She yawns and stretches, reaching for her phone and checking it again for what felt like the hundredth time. She assumed he was working late, caught up in supervising some absorbing project at the lab. Eyes growing heavy, she is about to tuck herself more tightly under the blanket on the couch when her Hunter's Watch begins to vibrate and blare its most serious alarm. A Class S Wanderer in the outskirts. All hands on deck. She groans and staggers to her feet, grabbing for elements of her uniform and her weapon. Seems they were both on the clock. He had his job, and now, so does she. Within minutes, she is racing to the indicated location on her issued motorcycle, leaping out at the rendezvous point, and after a curt, precise briefing by the Captain, she has joined the effort in fanning out in the dense forest. Weapon drawn, eyes keen for any movement or any sign of a protofield beginning to form, she advances with slow steps into the darkness.

@mountaingodzayn Person. 😌

@mountaingodzayn Enjoy the Person who matters most, and she'll do the same. Come home soon.

@mountaingodzayn I think I'll skip the cooling properties if a plushie and go right to my Snowman.

@Nightscloak Summertime with my fishie 🫧🫧

*She leans over to grasp his wrists and pull him up to stand in front of her.* First things first, your present. *She fishes in her bag to take out a small box, opening it to reveal a small, golden propeller blade inset with sapphires that match her eyes. With a flourish, she pins it on him and stands back to admire it on him.* OK, now our Top Secret birthday celebrations can begin. You're not the only one who can come up with clever operation names, you know.

@mountaingodzayn ...Lately, I can't help but think of our conversation a little over a year ago in the cemetery. Should I have let you go? Am I holding you back from something greater? Or am I really putting you in danger? Sometimes I dream I am, and wake up with this deep cold in my heart that doesn't go away, no matter how tightly you're holding me.

@luxcaelestia Oh? Are you willing to share some of your hot pot meat with our new plushie?

@NacreTears I was just trying to remove a piece of seaweed from your hair. Why did you get all frowny on me?

@ReapersWaltz 😌