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@visligr 
            
            " i would like to wound much more than that if we're being truthful to each other in this moment . your pride alone is not enough. " nina confessed , a teacup held gently in one of her hands , the other hovering gently beneath it in support. she seemed to register his sarcasm though chose to ignore it , having far more fun prodding and poking at his buttons , observing quietly his reactions , taking mental notes of what made him twitch. " you talk so much and yet i often find that you're saying nothing at all. isn't that interesting ? "

@visligr 
            
            "what method is that ? " she asked , shifting slightly as she moved across the space to find somewhere to perch quietly. her hand was raised , resting gently over her mouth in attempt to hide her amusement in this moment, though the sound of her own laughter was something that she couldnt stifle " please , go ahead explain to me your thought process , step by step . "

@visligr 
            
            "ruining it ? " nina asked , her tone was bright , melodic like windchimes. if someone were to walk past and hear just her voice in this moment it would be safe to assume that nothing was wrong in this moment. her face however told a different story , her smile twisted into an impatient scowl, one of her brows raised as if shocked by even the thought of his implications. " if you get any closer i'll make you break your own fingers , sound good dirre ? " she asked , chuckling softly as she shuffled back slightly in an effort to put more distance between them in this space.

&&.     HERE,     banter pls. ily.  <3

@dygougr 
            
            " see , your concept of 'not for long' is different from mine i fear. " she smiled , letting her head rest momentarily on his shoulder , one of her arms linked with his own. despite her words she had every intention of doing whatever it was he needed of her . time spent without him was always incredibly dull anyway . " alright , if you want me to join you , i'd be more than happy to " she agreed , raising slightly to stand on her toes and press a quick kiss to his cheek " i'm right beside you " 

@visligr 
            
            nina stood in observant silence, taking quiet note of the signs of exhaustion worn deep into his bones. tiny details she was so used to fixing , wiping clean with practised ease , like chalk from a blackboard. "only a little . " she responded with a brief chuckle , tilting her head to follow his gaze , attention landing gently on the valley beneath them , shifting only at the sound of footsteps muffled by the grass beneath their feet. she froze briefly at the recognition of the point of his sword resting in her direction , though she was quick to relax , raising her brow. " i'm not leading you to the church. i'm busy " she snapped, shaking her head " the closest church is to the east, walk long enough and you'll find it. i'm sure you'll have no trouble. " she mused , smoothing her hands over the front of her dress with an absentminded hum.

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀  ⠀ [⠀⠀⠀  a palm raised in slow distraction, rubbing against the scruffy stubble lining his jaw. in thought rather, he moved over the hill, lowering his gaze toward the valley below. sword remained sheathed against his hipbone whilst the wind tugged at the dark folds of his weatherworn cloak. he turned then, sparing her a wary look beneath tired eyes. ⠀⠀⠀  ]         you mock me? ⠀⠀⠀ ⠀[⠀⠀⠀  there was neither irritation nor offense upon his face. truth be told, since the black death swept through the kingdoms, every knight and soldier alike had grown accustomed to scavenging whatever scraps God still left behind. walking back toward her, he reached to draw the sword from its sheath, pointing the steel in her direction. ⠀⠀⠀  ]       you. point me toward the church. or better yet, you seem to know this place, yeah? come along then. ⠀⠀⠀    ⠀[⠀⠀⠀  sheathing the blade once more, he crooked one thick, calloused finger in gesture and walked past her. hunger dragged heavily through his bones. he had scarcely eaten these past two weeks. ⠀⠀⠀  ]    perhaps i’ll find something worth salvaging in there. maybe even meat.

@visligr 
            
            for a while nina said nothing , staring at the other , blinking in what she could only call shocked silence. " you could chew on grass ? " she repeated with a laugh " can't say i've ever thought about it " she confessed with a shrug , fighting the amused look on her face as she took the time to do so " no one's going to stop you if thats what you really want to do i suppose. if you don't mind being stared at , i would say go for it . " 

@visligr 
            
            she sighed to herself  , having seated herself in a different pew , far across the room as close to the door as one could manage to be in a place like this. she had never been one for places like this . she had never held close to any kind of faith, other than in the saints of her country and even then those feelings lie not in blind religion but in truth, the saints were people , real people. she had met a few in her day , still called a few of them her friends. being in a place like this felt odd and alien . like she was unwelcome ...an outsider. 
            
            her hair had been pulled from its updo , cascading down her back in a messy fashion , her hat placed gently in her lap as she tilted her gaze upwards in silent observation of the space around her. despite the alienation she felt , she couldn't help but appreciate the beauty of such an ancient structure. " i'm sure they do , i can't help but feel a little insulted that part of you fears what i might do if you share with me the true extent of your thoughts. " she mused quietly , despite the distance between them she made no effort to let her voice carry through the space any louder. " it means the dead move according to my command " she explained "in simple terms at least , you seem as though you would need that . things to be simple. " 
            
            " the creatures ? how very vague . i have dealt with things as such before. nichevo'ya. great beings of shadow and darkness , forced into existence for the purpose of only destruction. " she muttered , a twinge of sorrow tainting her expression as she recalled such a time in her life " i dont need to be saved . im more than capable . you will learn that the hard way ...eventually "

⠀⠀⠀    ⠀⠀ ⠀ [⠀⠀⠀   harmony. there was harmony in her voice. aye, a bright woman by the sound of her, though he would be damned not to notice the ceaseless dark threaded beneath it. but he recognized such things well enough. the vatican had long since taught him how darkness hid itself inside pleasant mouths and gentle faces twinlike. sverrir stirred where he sat, shifting against the pew. the damned thing had near turned his back raw, hard as a bull plank beneath him. ⠀⠀⠀   ] ⠀⠀⠀   
            
            ⠀⠀⠀    don’t be insulted, woman. the thoughts in my own head fare far worse. but you don’t quit, do you? ⠀⠀⠀    ⠀[⠀⠀⠀   a rough sigh left him beneath the strain of discomfort whilst he pushed himself upright. steel scraped loudly as his sword dragged against the edge of the pew bench. ⠀⠀⠀   ] ⠀⠀⠀   aye, what? i don’t reckon i’ve heard such a word in me life afore. 
            
            ⠀⠀⠀    ⠀⠀[⠀⠀⠀   forcing strength back into long, tired legs, he stretched slowly and dragged a broad hand down the length of his bearded face. the old cathedral groaned quietly around them, timber creaking high above beneath gathering wind. ⠀⠀⠀   stepping through the narrow gap between pews, he crossed toward one of the tall windows and stole a glance outside. twilight would soon swallow the land entire, turning the roads black beneath another ravenous night. the last ash-grey light bled weakly over the distant hills. sverrir looked back toward the chattering woman then, letting the cold edge of his remark settle through the cathedral air. ⠀⠀⠀   ] ⠀⠀⠀   
            ⠀⠀⠀   go home. readin’ time’s over. the creatures will come soon enough and gnaw on that /rotten/ brain of yours. i won’t be saving ya’ then. never been fond of bitter tongues with wounded pride attached to ’em.

@visligr 
            
            for a moment she wondered if he could see her expression whilst he slumbered , the absolute loss for words she had been left at . she had seen many things but never anything like this . a startled laugh escaped her , quiet and momentarily nervous as her mouth opened and closed in search of something to say . " brave is one word for it . bored could be another , insulted perhaps a second . " she pointed out , scoffing slightly as she slowly began coming to terms with her situation " bratty ? that's funny , do you talk to every woman you meet this way ? what a charmer you are . " she muttered , rolling her eyes " i've never much believed in any gods " she laughed " i'm sure you don't but they don't call me the corpsewitch for nothing . "