𝕋𝕙𝕖 𝔻𝕠𝕔𝕥𝕠𝕣 “To save as many lives as we can... That is our duty. My duty, friend. I'm not leaving anyone behind. Not anymore.” -#AKRP , #ArknightsRP , #MVRP - (N)SFW - Lit/ Semi. Lit. Matches detail mainly - Open DMs 【⇋】/【♡】

#Arknights #アークナイツ cc otsuuuuuuuu!! have you ever tower defensed with your life on the line😩😩

Arknights: Endfield Operator Story [Gilberta: The Messenger's Offering] That's right. A messenger's duty is to connect heart to heart.

...Do you mean Logos? What, didn't get enough of his puns during the operation itself? Also who's paying for all these extra guests? I can get you one or two extra slots at most.

|| send da moji to have your muse do the thing to mae. o 3 o

...Mon3tr. Her name is Mon3tr. She can go too, if you can convince her. The vampires stay though. Warfarin is still neck deep in her research on... a subset of new developments with Oripathy. As for Closure... well, I can't be too nice to her too often. It gets to her head.

grab some?🍟 #ArknightsEndfield #エンドフィールド

Take the grape gum too. It's dangerous to go alone. 🍇🐺

...That's alright, I can hold down the fort here. Just make sure the kid actually enjoys herself, alright?

(Narrowing his eyes for a brief moment at the mention of Amiya, breaking character for whatever bit he had going there... before relaxing. Despite... literally everything about Lappland, he did trust her in the end. That, and the cautus could more than handle herself.)

⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀ 𝄞⨾ 𓍢 guarda cosa c'è dentro di te 、 ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝖑𝖆 𝖒𝖆𝖑𝖆𝖙𝖙𝖎𝖆 𝖈𝖍𝖊 𝖙𝖎 𝖙𝖔͟𝖗͟𝖒͟𝖊͟𝖓͟𝖙͟𝖆 .ᐟ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ˗ˏˋ ✸ ˎˊ˗ ⠀⠀ ⠀⠀

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In tactical terms of a grand campaign’s battle map, a counter attack after drawing one’s foe to unfamiliar terrain. “Civilight Eterna... You haven’t been away from the Landship often, have you? Not without being directly by Amiya’s side at least?”

Hands tucked into his coat pockets, shoulders adopting a gentle hunch as he pushed forwards with no particular direction in mind. Their fiery dance earlier had smoothed into a quieter bolero… until he made his next move, finally, after enduring the attrition of their stroll.

Reflecting off the glass towers and high rises that rose defiantly into the heavens. Steam curled from food carts. Music spilled from open doorways. The Doctor walked through it all with quiet… something about his person.

The evening crowds flowed all around them like a tide ebbing and flowing. Vendors called out from street stalls, their heckling mingling with the hum of transit rails above their heads. Purple, blue, green , yellow neon electric danced across the avenues.

Perhaps. However in this city of science and burning innovation, most oddities folded into the rhythm of daily life. At the very least, none saw the Doctor walking alongside a woman who was royal memory given form. They were simply two strangely dressed foreigners. “ . . . “

An attempt to parry away the crown’s smile… with limited success. The push, and pull of… all of this set forth a tiny ache rippling through his chest. Tiny, yet focused. The pink shimmer catching the glow of neon signs and stop signs was a curious sight to the casual observer.

“I’ll be the one to tell her, if you please. Letting her sit giddy with excitement would rather defeat the point of giving her a chance to rest, wouldn’t it?” He replied softly, turning his gaze to a billboard advertising Mama John’s latest product.

He heard those light steps follow him out the door before he even saw her fall into place at his side once more. It seemed not even the open, bustling thoroughfares of Trimounts… far from the Landship and its shadows, could deter her from cutting off his retreat.

It’s some pretty decent gum, to be fair. 🍇