❥・❝ 𝐀𝐬 𝐈 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐬, 𝐈 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐞. ❞
↳ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, a young lady valued by the fatui dearly finds her perfect match, who happens to be her colleague.
𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥�...
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You were walking throughout the forests of Snezhnaya, snowflakes falling from the tree branches. It was late at night, possibly around 11pm, which was your favourite time of the day, because you would go on a walk throughout the woods if you had finished your daily duty's, enjoying the scenery that would relieve you from your duties as a member of the Fatui.
You heard some commotion around you, hidden within the trees, you had to admit it had peaked your interest so you slowly crept over.
There was two boys, somewhere between the ages of 16 and 18, and they seemed to be.. fighting? How immature, fist fighting at that age. You stepped closer, leaning against a tree, observing the fight, the two not even noticing your presence.
You never really said anything in most situations, you would just sit there and observe, watching what's in front of you.
The two both continued fighting each-other, landing punches on each-other's jaws, noses and eyes, it's like they're trying to beat each-other to death, pathetic.
You always found it pathetic, watching teenagers fight each-other, mainly because they were always just messy and all over the place.
You sighed, crossing your arms still observing the fight between them both, yawning.
If you're going to fight, at least use your visions, throwing each-other around like a ragdoll is an embarrassing look.
They were just fighting on the floor, not even stood up it was stupid. You watched one of the boys get on top of the other, continuing to punch him.
This is getting boring, and pathetic.
"Get off him." You yawned, approaching the two, glaring daggers at the man on top.
"Oh? Really, what are you going to do about it? I suggest little princesses like you stay out of men fighting. It's dangerous." He glanced over at you smirking.
"What's your name?" You squatted down, smiling at the brunette.
"Uhm, Barron why?" He shot you a puzzled look.
"Okay, Barron. I recommend you stop fighting this other boy like a dog. If you're going to fight someone, don't make it look messy, or use your visions."
"Really? What are you going to do about that princess?" He smirks once again.
You stood up, lightly kicking him to the side so he flew off the other boy. "I'm not a princess and please lower your ego, you are far from dangerous."
