@pantalonarte
"⠀⠀... they outlived their use. a gnosis is more important than something that can be so easily disposed of. is that not our... purpose. as the dear tsaritsa's kin.⠀⠀"
[ PRIME: DOTTORE.̲ ]
⠀⠀⠀001⠀⤻┃ˢᵗᵃᵗᵘˢ: • ALIVE
/ gonna revamp when i’m home. kind of excited. yeah. might do some portrayal notes too
╱╱ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀can they still face eachother when u make a new theme btw
"⠀⠀gah- let go. can you just bother someone else.⠀⠀"
"⠀⠀i won't give you the chance to gag me, you'll lose an arm before that happens. where are you taking me, you goliathic creature. speak!⠀⠀"
cease your whining lest i grab whatever is closest to gag you with. now, come with me. ah-ah. no whining.
!! @ildottores
"⠀⠀how brittle.⠀⠀" the doctor comments in a blunt fashion, scarred hands wrapped around his exposed wrist. it had only started out as a check-up on the harbingers health- though curiosity soon drove him to inspect more than was necessary. a calculating thumb traces over radial artery, light pressure then applied to the cartilaginous disc of his wrist with deadly precision after. how little it would take to damage it permanently, is a thought that pushes forth in his mind. "⠀⠀these are the hands that sign off deals that could make or break an individual's future? these hands that are so terribly.. dainty?⠀⠀"
with silence that is usually so unbecoming of the harbinger, pantalone watches dottore’s open observations as if he too was seeing his hands for the first time. such vulnerable curiosity — aimed towards a pair of, arguably, humanity’s tools that the doctor also adorned. but who is he to criticise fascinations? especially since the man before him seemed to be in well enough spirits. “i am indeed a patron of greed but i am also realistic, no endeavour is ever endless. it has to end at one point or another,” a dramatic roll of his eyes, fingers dipping to brush over the scarred crevices of il dottore’s digits that so closely examine his own. “it is this evening,” a narrow of further unimpressed eyes. “and i have to get ready soon enough. it is rather important,” murmured so flippantly, so casually, “for if it is successful, we could all be admiring a rather plump payrise soon enough.”
!! @ildottores
from his wrist, his touch then moves to trace over thin fingers, each knuckle given equal attention as he maps out every joint and bone in his mind with easy familiarity. across the three phalanges of the forefinger- then the action is repeated until he reaches the fifth digit. "⠀⠀as a man of greed yourself, surely you know yourself that satiating oneself is an endless endeavour.⠀⠀" a light titter is all he responds with to the commentary on how well dottore cleans up, the words meaning little to him when pantalone capitulated to his indulgent examination. how he would relish in a chance to fully examine his body. though he's certain if he asked, he'd only be met with a less than enthusiastic response. "⠀⠀when did you say your next meeting for the day was?⠀⠀"
an entirely dismissive glance towards the leering figure of the other, glasses perched upon the neat bridge of his nose furthermore emphasising characteristic detachment. “such morbid fascinations are not appreciated, doctor,” a sigh, sounding almost /disappointed/, indigo eyes that flicker near black in the low light of the doctor’s laboratory. “i take care of myself. i wish i could say the same for the dirt & carrion under your fingernails.” but still, pantalone allows his wrist to be handled so clinically. it is like he can process the fellow harbinger’s darkening thoughts himself — yet, he allows it. there’s a thrill at the brush of a thumb against the pulsation straining against the sheer stretch of flesh over his wrist, the touch would’ve perhaps felt intimate or rather flirtatious were it anyone & anyone & anything else. “are you satisfied yet? my arm is starting to ache.”
!! @ildottores
⠀̸⠀⠀omg u beetch let me live
/ still thinking abt how scara confirmed dottore n pantalone as married that’s so insane
/ they Are. my fave gay ppl
!! @harlequined
/ he was side eyeing em so much i know it
!! @virtuiste
"⠀⠀we've lost quite a sum of mora ever since childe has left for liyue. have you questioned him about what transactions he was making?⠀⠀"
"⠀⠀you're back earlier than expected.⠀⠀"
"⠀⠀i hope you didn't miss me too much in my absence.⠀⠀"