thirdcorvus
/ come back >:(
mortrdem
mortrdem
/ CB && SPECIFY ! ( missed this bastard )
takinaim
/ pspspspspsps
takinaim
/ <333 much love for you, man, & good luck w/ the rest of the writing process!! (｡•̀ᴗ-)✧
mortrdem
@takinaim ،، / ahh, i feel you. it does get overwhelming at times, especially if it's your first year thank you!! &&. ofc, i'd love for you to read it :)
takinaim
/ considering pulling a jesper and running away from college fr.
but AHHH that's so cool?!? i'm happy for you!! look at you, fulfilling childhood dreams... <33 i bet it's gonna be a great read. if you're comfortable and if you've alr published it, share it w/ me one of these days! gonna be ur #1 fan fr
everfatale_
/ this is a beautiful theme < 3
mortrdem
/ it's missing kaz hours, CB && SPECIFY !
everfatale_
/ something angsty or chaotic if you can please ! < 3
additionally , I just wanted to forewarn you that my replies may be a little slow atm , as I’m helping out with a family matter this weekend . I hope this is okay < 3
mortrdem
/ about time i revived this account ; CB && SPECIFY !
dothborne
/ the way you’ve got me wanting to read shadow and bone tho :eyes:
mortrdem
@dothborne ،، / ahh do it !! i liked s&b for the lore but nearly everyone collectively agrees that the six of crows duology is the best series in the grishaverse ++ the way the books tie together is VERY satisfying ( all the way from shadow and bone until rule of wolves )
mortrdem
-` ♯. cb && specify (:
dothborne
" tih erinak, yeri ave aiqtirab. "
MY LADY, YOUR FATHER APPROACHES.
one of her khas says this to her when he enters and she looks up from where she sits sharpening her swords. she can't help the way her face lights up slightly. it had been too long since she had seen her father. though, as excited as she was to see him, she knew it likely wasn't a pleasure visit.
" yursil mae she. "
SEND HIM IN.
the kha does as he's told and a moment later, her father stands in the entrance of her tent with three strangers at his back. she smiles, turning towards the others inside her tent as she sheaths her blade.
" atrukna. "
LEAVE US.
they do as they are told, and when her men are gone, she happily folds into her father's arms when he spreads them, squeezing him tightly. she was training to be a ko like him, it was true, but when he was around, she felt as though she was merely a child again.
obero smiles as he hugs his youngest tight, squeezing her gently in return. " commanding ogatto's khas already, are you? "
" ogatto, too. " she answers, arching an eyebrow and smiling softly when he laughs.
" i have no doubt. "
yalaki glances at the three crows at her father's back and her dark eyebrow arches further. " i take it you have much to catch me up on. who are they? "
dothborne
[ @mortrdem ] yalaki's eyes flicker between the men. " i'm afraid you are asking the wrong warrior. the khal is the one who gives the orders, i just carry them out. " " the khal is in highgarden discussing an alliance by marriage with the tyrells, " obero counters. " which means it is your responsibility to give the order in his stead. " " you must take me for a fool, father, " the girl cocks her head. " it is not my allegiance you want. it is my men. am i wrong? " the older ko pauses and he huffs a sigh through his nose. " this is not an average dothraki pillaging, yalaki. this is hardhome, beyond the wall. i have told you - " " you have told me a lot of things, " she is quick to cut him off. " but i do not plan on knitting by the fire while my men put their lives on the line for a khal they do not even serve. perhaps i am small and perhaps i am a girl, but i am every bit of ko as you are, father. and i do not need your permission to fight alongside my army. " the younger brunette turns her eyes to jesper. " i am in, sir jesper. you have my men and you have me. " she makes a point to meet her father's eye. " whether you like it or not, you have me. "
mortrdem
━━━【 @dothborne 】 ،، JESPER'S STIFLED LAUGHTER GETS TRAPPED IN HIS THROAT, and a single glance from kaz is enough to make him swallow it down. SORRY, he mouths with a sheepish grin. BUT EVEN INEJ WAS SUPRESSING A SMILE; they liked her. ‘ excuse my ignorance; prison cells make poor study halls, ’ kaz says, giving the ko a pointed look. KHAL OGATTO, obero's eldest. so she was ko of her brother's khalessar? the gears shift, his mind etching information automatically. ‘ kaz brekker, ’ he simply says, discarding the nickname she gave him. HE'S HEARD WORSE NAMES—hell, he coined them all for himself. ‘ annnd we digress, ’ jesper pipes in, chuckling as he speaks. ‘ the point our boss is trying to make here is, we have skills your father could use in order to find / his / khal—pardon me for butchering your language— and bring hime home, safe and sound. so, are you in or are you out? ’
dothborne
[ @mortrdem ] " khal rhaego is my father's khal, not mine. " the girl corrects him, taking in the three crows with carefully calculating brown eyes. obero can't help but chuckle. yalaki was hardly one to keep up false pleasantries, nor bite her tongue. " dothraki culture is a bit different from that of the seven kingdoms. one khal is not / the / khal. there are many khalassars littered throughout essos. " he lifts his eyebrows. " my eldest son, ogatto, is khal of a khalassar thirty five thousand men strong. " " i am nearly at my fifteenth name day. when that day comes, i will be named ko of khal ogatto's khalassar. " yalaki says, lifting her chin with pride. her eyes fall back on brekker. " do you have a name or shall i just call you mahrazh ma cane? " MAN WITH CANE. " go easy on them, yalli, " obero murmurs to the girl. " they're here to help. "
SlLVERTONGUES
it isn't unusual for him to see new variants coming in and out of the TVA. he's usually with mobius in his cubicle working on cases or prepping for field-ops or you can maybe find him in the library looking through case files. or perhaps he's just bored and skimming through midgardian literature - as loathe as he is to admit it, some of it is actually pretty decent.
but today, he sits with casey on desk duty, flipping absentmindedly through one of mobius' many magazines when B-15 comes hauling a man in through the golden elevator doors.
" oh, good, " B-15 says, thrusting the man forward toward the desk. " didn't realize you were actually working today. you get to take mr. brekker here to the time theater to wait for mobius. "
the raven haired god arches an eyebrow. " sure you can trust me with that? " he cocks his head, smiling with satisfaction when she rolls her eyes so hard he's surprised she doesn't give herself a stroke.
" don't mess around with me today, variant. i am in no mood. " she glowers, sending the two men a look before stalking off to do . . . whatever is she needed to do.
loki clicks his tongue. " always a stickler, that one, " he murmurs, turning back towards the man and offering a tight-lipped smile. " first time, i presume? "
SlLVERTONGUES
[ @mortrdem ] the raven-haired god rounds the desk, lifting his eyebrows. " well, i wasn't there so i'm not entirely sure, but if i had to guess, you were in the wrong place at the wrong time. " he tips his head. " don't take it too harshly. it happens to the best of us. come on. i'll catch you up. " he turns his head back to casey. " tell mobius - mr. brekker, was it? - and i are taking a quick detour and we will meet him in the time theater momentarily. " casey frowns. " but B-15 said - " " the day i listen to given orders will be the day the nine hells freeze over, casey. " he calls over his shoulder, already making his way to the other set of golden elevators on the left side of the room. he turns his head, lifting his dark eyebrows at the new variant. " come on, then. don't dawdle. i have a lot to fill you in on. "
mortrdem
-` ♯. 〔 @SlLVERTONGUES 〕 ،، KAZ THOUGHT THAT NOTHING COULD LEAVE HIM BEWILDERED ANYMORE. after all he's seen and done, how would a man like him be caught off guard? but whatever wretched saint or god watching over him seemed to have other ideas. HE WAS WORKING A JOB. a suicide mission, in all truth. THE CROWS WERE TO CROSS THE SHADOW FOLD, find a certain grisha, and deliver them to a fellow con artist back in ketterdam all for the generous prize of thirty million kruge. IT SEEMED STRAIGHTFORWARD ENOUGH, and they'd done it before. brekker had heard of the nightmares lurking within the fold. BUT WHAT COULD POSSIBLY SCARE THE MONSTER THAT KETTERDAM FEARED SO MUCH? half a dozen orange portals opening up in the middle of a volcra attack seemed to do the trick well enough. ONE MOMENT HE WAS HEARING JESPER'S REVOLVERS FIRING, the squaller manning their sandskiff being defended by inej as they neared the threshold of the fold. BUT THEN THE ARMOURED SOLDIERS RUSHED IN with their strange weaponry. one of them grabbed him by the collar and pulled him into what he could only describe as a luminescent doorway before the fold was gone. THE SILENCE OF THE TVA WAS NEARLY DEAFENING IN ITS SUDDENNESS. ‘ what is the meaning of this? ’ he demands the dark–haired man in front of him, gloved hand gripping his cane, fighting the urge to break someone's jaw. WHERE IS INEJ? WHAT HAPPENED TO JESPER? he had seen them being apprehended, but whatever magical sorcery pulled them into this realm seemed to deliver his crows to a separate location.