【𝙍𝙖𝙯𝙤𝙧-𝙨𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙥】➛𝑰𝒍 𝑫𝒐𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒓𝒆[ON HOLD]

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ᵂᵃʳⁿⁱⁿᵍ!!,ᶜᵒⁿᵗᵃⁱⁿˢ ᵛⁱᵒˡᵉⁿᶜᵉ ᵃⁿᵈ ᵍᵒʳᵉ.

The weather in Snezhnaya was all the norm, heavy and thick snow goes well with the dark atmosphere, perhaps it also presents how the Tsaritsa sees her people as a whole. As she, of course, Is a god with no love left for her people.

The residents of Morepesok were doing what they would normally do daily, kids running out to play with other kids, adults doing some shopping and of course, more people coming in and out from the harbour as per usual. However, the Fatuis debt collection seems to be arriving a bit earlier than normal.

A very familiar carriage could be seen approaching the small village, wheels leaving a trail in the thick snow. The designs and symbols embedded in the carriage and the sumptuous horses made the villagers cower in fear as some mothers could be seen calling their kids back inside. The horses dragged the carriage towards the centre of the village where a frozen well was placed. The doors of the carriage opened with ease and out stepped a tall figure in a long coat. His blue hair was quite noticeable along with his mask. Anyone in Snezhnaya will know and should know, that this man was no other than il Dottore himself.

The village which was once filled with life despite the cold was now completely silent. Parents already had ushered their kids inside as soon as they saw the carriage... Currently, curtains were closed and no noise was heard apart from the cold wind blowing through the man's hair. He said nothing as he lifted his hand, the skirmishers nearby shuffled away, guarding the coach and leaving the Harbinger be.

No more than 6ft away was a sign, different arrows pointing in different directions. His eyes gazed up and scanned the words, the carving of each letter was rough and uneven, probably made since the village was built as the words weren't all that clear. However, out of all one caught his eyes the most.

➷ₘₒᵣₑₚₑₛₒₖ ₕₐᵣbₒᵤᵣ
➸₍ₗₐₛₜₙₐₘₑ₎ ₐₙₜᵢqᵤₑₛ
➹Zₐₚₒₗyₐᵣₙy ₚₐₗₐcₑ

His lips curved into a slight grin before he looked ahead to where the sign pointed, a very dark path that goes out towards the small woods near the outskirts of the village. With no hesitation made he started making his way towards the sombre path. 
It took no more than five minutes to find the shop as it was a one-way path, leading to the shop and back. 

Despite the dark yet wide path, from the exterior Dottore could interpret that this shop was far from lifeless. Buoyant and lush plants surrounded the quite large shop, they were well-kept and contrasted the white snow with warm colours, odd how they're able to survive in the cold...

He walked up a few stone steps towards the large dark oak door. Opening the door a bell rang, signalling his arrival. It didn't seem too out of the ordinary, well at first look. But as Dottore's eyes scan the room he noticed many things that differ this Antique shop from others. In one corner it had a large fish tank, surrounding that tank was many more tanks of odd frogs, many of you could tell to be poisonous. On the counter, before him were random parts of ruin guards and ruin hunters, papers were scattered and clutter was unorganised. It took Dottore some time scanning the room as suddenly a small cough was heard from below him. 

Peeking his head over the counter he was met with a small faun, her arms were crossed and her voice pitched. "What is your purpose here?" Yet she was clearly so sassy. Her eyes narrowed at the man before her, her ears pinned back.

He gave the small faun a frown before coughing into his gloved hand and speaking, "I am here to see Miss (last name), If the Fatui's intuition was right she should be here..." His voice was deep yet it did not shake the faun, her eyes narrowed even more before she scoffed.

"So you're the Harbinger guy? Hmph, She'll be up in a minute" the faun turned before walking off to a nearby bookcase to his right. Dottore sighed and removed his coat to place it on a nearby hanger, behind the reception was a higher platform which seemed to be the lounging room, the fireplace was lit and gave the area a warm glow. Dottore peeked his head around the wall to his left, a dining area could be seen along with another raised platform which seemed to be the kitchen. Before he could take a step towards the area a smooth-sounding voice interrupted him mid-step,

"Hello there," Dottore turned his head to be met with a fair complexion, none of her choice of clothing caught his attention, however...It's what she did.

She wiped off a small bit of red on her right hand on her coat, her phoney smile not faltering. Her eyes caught Dottore's stare towards her hand and decide to wield his mind elsewhere, 
"I can get so caught it up in my paintings, I apologise for not being here to first greet you in person, Doctor." the woman raised her other hand out, coaxing Dottore into a handshake.

"A pleasure to meet you, Miss (last name)" He gave into the handshake and raised his own hand to shake hers, 
"My, no need for formalities, Doctor. Since we're going to work together a bit now please, call me (name)" she voiced giving him a sweet look. The small faun appeared behind the woman, her eyes still narrowed at the blue-haired man. 

"I'm afraid I haven't introduced you to my dear Yulia, say hi dear" (name) gestured towards the small faun and then towards Dottore. Yulia let out a noise of disgust before trotting off elsewhere, leaving only the saleswoman and the Doctor.

"I hope you're ready to leave, but before then... The Fatui has taken an interest in your ruin parts, I have heard you have a ruin core perfectly preserved as if It had just been made, Is that true?" He questioned with narrowed eyes, of course, (name) couldn't see that.

(name) huffed, crossing her arms, "Is that true?? My, Doctor you really underestimate me..." she shook her head, then continued, uncrossing her arms, "Ruin parts are not the only thing I have preserved. Ever since I had made a miracle preservation solution I had been able to preserve many things, " She boasted.

The Doctor became a little less tense, 
"Well? What do you need aside from my, divine knowledge? Kheanri'ah weapons, ancient yet perfectly preserved hilichurl heart? what about not only hilichurl hearts but remains of past gods?" She started listing a few things, 

With each word, she spoke the more Dottore's lips curved, slowly forming into a grin. After her little show, the Doctor had his full attention on her, and now actually looking forward to their little collaboration.

"We can come to that later (name), We only need you."