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rcgnata Β· 6 years
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@paradiseburnt
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If it had been anyone else, Raskreia would have moved from her position, perhaps to take a stance of defense in case it had been an enemy who approached her, or a more relaxed posture to greet one of her nobles. However, whomever was in her vicinity was someone who would not warrant either of these reactions. The Lord did not move, crimson gaze cast towards the horizon of the sunset, as the all too familiar presence made her way near the Lord. At first, Raskreia did not speak. She allowed silence to take its hold between the two, for what was once a great partnership had been crumbled apart due to both sides’ stubbornness.
Even now, the Lord found it difficult to speak of that matter. However, ever since that day, despite the coldness that bridged between Yuna and Raskreia, there were... a few moments. Where it seemed like their former friendship could have been repaired, were it not for the... difficult personalities of the two women.
❝ I have heard this is not your first time returning here. ❞ Raskreia’s voice was firm yet not as direct as it usually was. She was not referring to the time of Christmas; that would have been too obvious an answer. No, Yuna had been in Lukedonia a few times before that day. Yet it was never of ill-intentions, she had now figured out. The nobles who gave the Lord information about the Union’s movements obtained it from a hidden source, one that Raskreia now has been able to identify as Yuna herself. ❝ Tell me... why would you risk giving us information? ❞
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rcgnata Β· 6 years
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@heartfracturedΒ  || from here
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❝ The noble whom I told you about at our first meeting. ❞ Raskreia responds, lifting her gaze to settle it upon the other’s relaxed countenance. ❝ Cadis Etrama di Raizel. He also taught me the art of noodle expansion. This time, I have waited three minutes and twenty-two seconds for it to expand fully. I hope that this record has bested his own. ❞ It is a strange thing to voice were it anyone but Raskreia or Raizel, the man in question. Those in witness of that grand revelation may have missed the edge of competition in her voice when she had questioned Raizel about the longest time he had waited for the noodles to expand.
Tony should also understand. If he is more familiar with human customs, is it not something befitting of a human to indulge in such a harmless competition? ❝ And what is your record, Tony Stark? ❞ She had not witnessed him waiting for his own noodles to expand, but that was only because she had been focused on her own bowl. 
His offer causes an eyebrow to arch up contemplatively. ❝ Ramune. ❞ She repeats. ❝ It sounds like ramen. ❞ That’s yet another comparison she’ll make between an object she does not know and another object she is very familiar with. Her crimson gaze shifts towards the small advertisement on their table, displaying some of the flavors of this drink to the Lord. How intriguing.
As she muses between the flavors that would be most appealing, their server’s face walking by seems to pale even more. What kind of disaster are these people capable of holding, considering a carbonated drink immediately after that hell in a bowl?!, is the heavy thought that lingers on the feeble human’s mind. Of course, despite her mind-reading capabilities, Raskreia does not read minds actively. Thus, the horrified look on the server’s face is lost upon the noble Lord as she lifts her gaze up to glance between them and Tony.
❝ I do not know most of these flavors, ❞ she says. ❝ You said to pick one, Tony, but... I do not know which one to pick.Β May I try all of them? ❞ The Lord’s palate is very limited, of course, given her minimal contact with human cuisine. She knows the tastes of basic spices and garlic is something she’s all-too-familiar with... but bubblegum? Melon? Green apple? Why is an apple designated with a color and the other items are not? Too many things to consider. But this is an opportunity to learn, so she shall welcome it.
❝ What are they celebrating? ❞ She decides to ask after-the-fact, glancing around the decorated restaurant. Indeed, even preceding their entry into this place, everything around them had been adorned with lights and ornaments alike.
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rcgnata Β· 7 years
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@rk2-sharpshooter & @powersealed
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❝ Hmm, Frankenstein fought rather impressively. Indeed, he is a beefcake. Is that right, Takeo? ❞
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rcgnata Β· 7 years
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@nihilverius
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❝ Frankenstein. ❞
His name is spoken seriously, although with the Lord’s usual demeanor, every word is usually said with significant intention. It is a rare occasion, although the household is brimming with the activity of the regular occupants. However, curiosity tugs at her mind and once she finds that Frankenstein is not otherwise occupied, she calls for his attention.
❝ Why did Father call you a peacock? ❞
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rcgnata Β· 7 years
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@thelambsofiscariot
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It was a dilemma.
Normally, she would not have hesitated like this, hesitate to draw her weapon on one of the people that betrayed her father... and her. Yet all she could do now was twist her expression into a hostile frown, not shifting her gaze from the red-haired noble even as the bustling of the city beneath them could serve to distract her. Perhaps this was the reason she hesitated as well. Drawing humans into her rage was not ideal. The aftermath could be regulated, of course, with mind control... but if a fight could be avoided, no matter how degrading it may be on her power as Lord, then she would prefer to avoid said fight.
But it would be foolish for Urokai to underestimate her. Surely, he knew that, but Raskreia could not help but suspect he chose such a populated area to confront her on purpose. ❝ Speak quickly or leave. I will not hesitate to cut you down if I do not like your reasons for being here. ❞ Or perhaps she was just being paranoid. If he was looking for a fight, would he not have drawn his weapon? The traitors she knew held no regard for human life. Indeed... it was a problem.
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rcgnata Β· 7 years
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@nobletod
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❝ .... It is moving. ❞ Foods were unnecessary for nobles, but it was still a luxury that they liked to indulge in, especially since humans always created things that were pleasing to the taste buds. Korea is no exception to this, but she had been far more exposed to Western culture food that ramyeon itself was a phenomenon.
And now... this. It was calledΒ β€˜sannakji’. And it... was moving. The Lord was learning about many things, and humans were intriguing enough as it is... but why do humans eat something that is alive? ❝ Seira J. Loyard, is this... normal? ❞
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rcgnata Β· 7 years
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@cadissed
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Presented before the two was a pair of ramyeon packets. This may have seem ordinary, especially since they were quite fascinated by these noodles, but here’s the twist...
❝ β€˜Super Duper Spicy Ramyeon in Seoul.’ Apparently it is a challenge to consume these noodles without the aid of cool liquids, within a given time. ❞ A pause. ❝ The children said we should challenge each other because of our respective fondness for this type of food. They also said something about β€˜wishing to be there to see the looks on your faces’. ❞ The Lord tilted her head. ❝ They requested to record our reactions... though I do not know of how that should come to occurrence. ❞
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rcgnata Β· 7 years
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@rk-silverknight || from here
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The culprit in question stood there silently, watching the man’s reaction shift from hostility to surprise. How strange. First, he had called her by the name of his companion, but then corrected himself once he had met her gaze. That only confirmed her suspicions: this pillow throwing was meant to be done between friends. And thus, because he had thought she was his friend, he was going to throw it back.
She nodded at his question, but tilted her head in confusion. ❝ I did. Are you going to throw it back? ❞ There was not a trace of hostility in her voice. It was as if she was expecting for M-21 to throw that pillow at her. It was only fair of him to do so, of course, thus she stood there with no defenses. Waiting for him to take action.
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rcgnata Β· 7 years
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@rk2-sharpshooter || from here
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She nodded silently in response to his question. Apparently, there were much more things that humans did to pamper themselves. They had spoken about nail salons being pricey these days, so the children had suggested that they work on each other instead. However, they only had time to work on Suyi’s nails before it was time to leave.
And of course, Raskreia had turned to the only person in this household who she deemed to have the greatest knowledge in these luxuries. Takeo. Indeed, he must be the only one who holds this kind of knowledge. He took great care in his appearance, a feat that was highly admirable given his stance as a fighter.
Β  Β   ❝ Which one... would you suggest doing? For something that is... β€˜cute’. Yuna wanted something to that taste. ❞
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rcgnata Β· 7 years
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@electorofhell β™₯’d for a one-liner
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     ❝ You did a foolish thing, as a young and inexperienced family leader. And yet even if I ask for you to not repeat this again, why do I feel as if you will do it anyway? ❞
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rcgnata Β· 7 years
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@rk2-sharpshooter β™₯’d for a one-liner
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Β  Β   ❝ You, who are under the Noblesse’s protection… do you have the time to answer a question I have received? It seems it is a ritual of the humans, yet I am at a loss of what to do. ❞
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rcgnata Β· 7 years
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@silent-shadow did not β™₯ for a one-liner but we’re loving on the blond assassins today
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     ❝ Rajak Kertia, do you have knowledge of playing these video games? I am told they required multiple players, but the human children are not here today. ❞
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rcgnata Β· 7 years
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@sadistic-sakamaki
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     ❝ ... Your energy is not that of a human. In fact, I would compare it to that of ours... ❞
But not precisely, that was for certain. Perhaps like that of the mutants instead, but unlike those depraved creatures, he seemed to be stable enough to not be lustful for human blood. However, given that she has never seen this man, nor did he give off the exact aura Nobles usually did, she can conclude he was a creature that was similar yet different to her people.
     ❝ May I ask what exactly you are, then? ❞
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rcgnata Β· 7 years
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@rk-silverknight Β || from here
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Crimson hues shifted to take in the other in her view, eyebrows arching upwards in slight curiosity. Of course, with her reflexes, she had long stopped before a collision could have been made, but if the other had kept going he would have made that mistake. He seemed quite perplexed, but it was a suspicious feeling. From what he had told her and what she had seen, such a simple mistake like bumping into someone around the corner shouldn’t have been possible for the other.
     ❝ It was not done purposefully. You have no need to apologize. However...❞
The Lord took a step towards the modified human, lifting a hand towards his face. Scrutinizing the expression he had and the shift in the aura he presented, she could sense that something was off.
     ❝ Pardon me. I suspect that you are stricken by some type of ailment. I can affirm this if I feel the temperature of your forehead, if you will allow... ❞
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rcgnata Β· 7 years
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@kuchxn
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If she were honest, she hadn’t expected this outcome. However, days later, the Lord found that the modified human took her up on her advice. Per her promise, she would protect them with all the authority and power she had. Taking them back to Lukedonia was one of the first actions necessary, however, on the other way there, one thing seemed to be bothering her.
Β  Β   ❝ Is there a name you wish to go by? Calling you β€˜modified human’ consistently does not have... what do they say, nice β€˜ring’ to it. ❞
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rcgnata Β· 7 years
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@servavi
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Slams open the door to the residence, and as expected, it falls apart completely due to the Noble’s unprecedented strength. However, Raskreia seems to be on the verge on impatience, if one were to look at the slight crease in her brows. Catching sight of the taller blond, the Lord figures he’d be reliable enough... maybe. Some of his actions had been questionable in the past, but for now, she makes use of his position as the Noblesse’s trusted servant to act.
     ❝ Frankenstein. Tell these men that I did not purposefully break those objects called cars. It was to save that human child. ❞
And... yup. Escorted by policemen, on top of that. Ahh, Raskreia...
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