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“Besides coin?” he repeated as he crossed an arm over his chest to support the other as his hand tapped his chin in thought. “Cash is fine, any currency really.” Ravi arched a brow as he watched her put back what she had knocked over, but continued on. “Dollars, yen, pounds, yuans, banknotes of all types — I’m not picky. Like you said, I travel a lot, so I’ll eventually end up somewhere that’ll take them.”
He paused for a moment then put his hands on his hips. “Also, don’t think I didn’t hear you; it’s not hypothetical. You are definitely paying me back.”
"Aha..." Mermaid's whiskers! Just when she had him.
"Well, Mr. Greedy, you'll have to be patient, which I know is the very last thing you're capable of, but the Bank of My Father is super, very-much slow with its business transactions." She kisses her teeth, and turns around to face him once more, her hands on her hips too. "But as an important side, you really shouldn't care so much about material things, you know. There are greater things to life than money and things you buy with money, stuff that even your giant brain can't comprehend."
Says she, the child of Covetousness herself.
❝ what’s better than a devil you don’t know? a devil you do. ❞
Baldur's Gate Sentence Starters. “Because the devil you know, Whispers sweetly, preys on woe… His words like honey, softly flow, To lead you down to depths below.
The devil won’t hurt you, surely no, Yet in his thrall, you’re undertow. The siren song, the luring hymn, Seduces hearts to waters grim.
You know the devil, so you cannot see, How cruel your fate will surely be. Blinded by trust, you fail to flee. His love’s a snare. Your soul, the fee.
So beware the siren’s mournful call, For in its depths, your soul will fall, Until you cannot breathe at all.
Beneath the waves, the shadows pave, The devil you know, a watery grave.”
She lifts her head from the script, and frowns rather deeply. When both Bastion, Adella, and a handful of palacefolk were drafted into this play as part of Phillip and Rapunzel’s pre-wedding festivities, she had little to suspect that she would be partaking in—in—
“Propaganda!” She waves the script over her head, looking out to the empty theater echoing her voice. “What—what—fishmonger came up with this propaganda?”
❝ oh, you know me - ever the optimist. i’m trying to focus on the positives. ❞
Right on cue, lighting strikes over their heads, and the storm rages on, soaking both their clothes through and the very last reserves of Adella's patience. "This tower you're talking about better be eeeeeverything you promised, Princess Positives."
❝ loosen the grip on your pride for one blasted moment, won’t you? ❞
Baldur's Gate Sentence Starters. "You first, Ravi... Priiiiider." She sticks her tongue at him. Their egos must die together, like Romeo and Juliet, or something like that. "Big words coming from you, huh. I don't think you've ever been un-prideful your entire life. You know, I bet the minute you were born you probably asked for a mirror so you could stare at your radish-baby-face to make sure all two of your hairs were in place perfectly."
baldur's gate 3 starters (part 1)
part 1 / ? .
❝ a less trusting person might think this all sounds very suspicious. ❞ ❝ you say all the right words, but i’m not sure you mean the right things. ❞ ❝ i know somewhere quiet. somewhere intimate. somewhere we can…indulge in each other. ❞ ❝ eugh, don’t be nice to me. it makes me want to be nice back. ❞ ❝ we needn’t be enemies. there’s plenty of those to go around already. ❞ ❝ there’s a steeliness to you, an unwavering tenacity in the face of, to be frank, quite dire odds. ❞ ❝ even the waves of fate can break upon the shores of will. ❞ ❝ i appreciate anyone that opens a conversation with threats of bodily harm. ❞ ❝ oh, you know me - ever the optimist. i’m trying to focus on the positives. ❞ ❝ i’m not easily impressed by people, but you’re stronger than i gave you credit for. ❞ ❝ there’s an air about you. something alien. ❞ ❝ loosen the grip on your pride for one blasted moment, won’t you? ❞ ❝ it’s been a long time since someone stuck their neck out for me like that. ❞ ❝ there’s something odd about this village. people skulk around like they’ve something to hide. ❞ ❝ you know, if you want to spend time with me, you only have to say so. ❞ ❝ i want to know what the world sees when it looks at me. what you see. ❞ ❝ what’s better than a devil you don’t know? a devil you do. ❞ ❝ you must know that you’re…that you’re very special to me. ❞ ❝ the gods are nothing if not vindictive in their vengeance. ❞ ❝ stay with me a while, will you? day will come all too soon. ❞ ❝ here’s my little treat with their cheeks all flushed. ❞ ❝ i am terrified. i will not claim otherwise. ❞ ❝ my apologies. i’m not quite myself yet. i had the strangest dream last night. ❞ ❝ we didn’t die today. tomorrow, perhaps. but not today. ❞ ❝ leader’s need to make tough decisions. we do what we must. ❞ ❝ i think that unknowable powers come with unknowable consequences. ❞ ❝ i’ve had a lifetime’s fill of watching little men puff themselves up with grand titles. ❞ ❝ in these times, all we can trust are the blades in our hands. ❞ ❝ it’s not easy to turn away from one you once loved. ❞ ❝ much has been promised to you, hasn’t it? but what has been taken from you? ❞ ❝ damn it all. i can do nothing right - not a damn thing. ❞ ❝ every instinct i have tells me that nothing’s changed. that i’m still just a means to an end. ❞ ❝ do not speak of a story you only know the half of. ❞ ❝ i dreamt every night that you’d come back to me. that somehow it was all a nightmare dawn would undo. ❞ ❝ when the time comes to strike, you must take it. for there may be only one chance. ❞ ❝ your eyes. there is pain, endless and deep. but also devotion - blazing like the sun. ❞ ❝ you’re adorable even when you’re teasing me. ❞ ❝ i don’t need your help, and i don’t need your pity. ❞ ❝ i’m more than what i was. and i’m not afraid of anything any more. ❞ ❝ i said exactly what i meant: i love you. you should never, never doubt that. ❞ ❝ this is all like some sort of terrible dream. but it’s real, isn’t it? ❞ ❝ there is no redemption. can’t you see? it is too late. ❞ ❝ i don’t know that it was brave. i just know that it was right. ❞ ❝ you took those bastards down like it was nothing. it…was amazing. ❞ ❝ they underestimated me. so they paid the price. ❞ ❝ we fight, we die, and we just hope that when our time comes, there is someone else to take our place. ❞ ❝ unfortunately for me, you’re my friend. rescuing you from mortal peril is my right. ❞ ❝ what did you think i was going to say? 'oh, come here, i'll kiss you better'? ❞ ❝ flowers are so overrated. they're bright, gaudy, and almost never make good poisons. ❞ ❝ i’ve been lied to, my whole life. and i was gullible enough to just believe it. ❞ ❝ you know, i never pictured myself as a hero. never thought i'd be the one they toast for saving so many lives. and now that i'm here…i hate it. ❞ ❝ you know, i feel a connection between us. like we're two souls walking the same path. ❞ ❝ the forgiving sort, are you? you should be careful. plenty would take advantage of that. ❞
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Now Rapunzel knows she's faking it. Imagine, Phillip dusty and toothless after only a three year nap. Not only that but sleeping spells were basically outlawed after a certain Princess was cursed by a certain fae and a certain prince had to become a fated hero. Certainly, the sea witch had more sense than to put herself in that kind of trouble.
Right?
With a wipe to her cheek with the back of her sleeve she lifts up from her seat at the table. Better to not ask. She didn't want to know. "Oh no. You're not gonna get me this time. Fool me once shame on you fool me twice and ... shame on you twice."
"Rapunzel!" She clutches her chest, white as a lotus and offended as a... chicken. A chicken in a vegan restaurant. "Don't believe me? See for yourself!" And as if on cue, her prince in shining armor emerges into the open courtyard, his arms heavy with nearly a thousand pounds of flower bouquets. Although his hair seems a tad more silver in the light, there seems not much else worthy of note. He blinks and pauses, fully aware that he walked straight into the middle of something odd.
Adella smirks, finishing off her cupcake at last. "There, you see. Positively hideous."
"--I will tell you what's hideous," he tuts, turning to Rapunzel. "How far away you've been! It feels as though as I haven't seen you, or your sea witch, for quite a few years."
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Well, if he was offering…
“Yes. Such as, what’s burning?”
She’s an entire caricature of him–the same rhythm of speech only octaves higher, all his stylings and manners imitated to perfection. Maybe parroting the only person here with an ounce’s worth of common sense wasn’t the safest choice, but Adella wouldn’t be in this mess if she bothered at all with intelligence, now would she?
She huffed too, her own fringes fluttering. “What I mean is. Well. Hmm.. what does burning feel like? On the fingers. Or anywhere, actually. Like needles or like a cat’s tongue? Why do pieces of it break off and float into the sky and then go away? And questions, by the way, can’t burn. Fire’s burn and trees and leaves burn, I know that very much, thank you. Also, why does a fire get to be blue, sometimes? Who decides that? Can it be purple, too? Pink, or green? I hope not. That all sounds so ugly. If I was ever burning, it would never, never, never be in a green fire.” @ravirider . continued . ✦✧.
The moment she opened her mouth to let that first ‘Yes’ escape from her lips, with it taking a string of words that evolved into a wall of them, every fiber of his being was filled with instant regret. If anything, she did give him a warning early, saying she had plenty of questions – but apparently more than the first three she bombarded him with. Ravi didn’t even try to hide the annoyance he was feeling as she mirrored his tone and stance as the wrinkle in his brow got deeper as she went on and his mouth pressed into a hard line as he took in all the rambling she did between questions. A few times he did try to open his mouth to answer when he thought she was done, but on she went.
After her rant about fire, there was a brief moment of silent as Ravi tried to see if it was finally his turn to speak. “I think you’re too stuck on literal burning.” He spaced out the word ‘literal’ and accentuated it with a small jab of a pinched hand in the air. “Like, the sense burning is hot, urgent, and intense, obviously, and so people can use it to describe other things that are hot, urgent, and intense. Is it possible that you’ve taken your mother’s warning to never touch the fire of a candle too much to heart that you’ve never felt it for yourself?” The question was a joke, but he was actually a little curious since she asked about how it felt on the fingertips. And of course he wasn’t one to always follow directions, so he knew perfectly well how much fire can burn, whether it was flesh, or trees, or leaves.
“But in any case, right now you have a burning distaste of green fire from what I’m hearing. I know at the very least it has something to do with how hot it is, but it’s not like I can ask Agni himself why fire looks the way it does and whether or not it can be something else.”
"Ohhh, I see!" Adella hums, ever the model student. "Burning as in intense. Like a burning love, not-so-much a burning cookie. Like burning kisses in the throes of night. A burning rage, the kind of look you're wearing right now."
She blows a gentle puff of air at him so that he might cool down. Ever the model caregiver, this time. "I've never felt a fire myself, no. My mother got swept away by very bad people when I was pretty little, so I couldn't learn much from her at all... and my father... welllllll... he was awfully protective. At one point in our lives, mine and all my sister's that is, he never even let us play music or even sing! He was a very... burning man, all of the time."
She beams up at him cheekily, proud of her newly expanded vocabulary. "He even, and in fact, burned all of my sister's collected gadgets and gizmos once, all over a boy who wasn't even halfway decent looking. About ten percent of your looks, if even that, and the charisma of an ancient Babylonian sock."
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Ravi adopted a bored look with a brow cocked as she oh-so-confidently admitted she had the funds afford this tab she built through her destructive behaviors during their travels.
It took almost all of his power to not scoff as she asked about being able to clear her growing expenses.
“Oh, it’s simple really,” he shrugged. “Pay me back, obviously.”
"Annnnnd your method of payment for this absolutely hypothetical situation?" She turns her heel in a confident sort of way. Her back now towards him, so that her lovely face could betray her no longer, she fiddles with the fallen Thingamabob and rearranges it back upon the shelf. "Besides coin, of course, since I'm sure you already have plenty of that. You being so famous for your talents and so well-traveled, and all."
Say sheep. Say chocolate coins. PLEASE say chocolate coins. Please, please, please.
"A three-year-long nap and not having a wrinkle in sight sounds like an excellent thing to me." Adella shrugs as she puts more cream on the princess's cheek, this time just for fun. "I can't say the same for your husband, though. I think he's aged rather poorly. His teeth have all fallen out, his hair a mess of dust and straw, and his eyes oh-so-very ghost-like."
❛ I ‘never told my love’ vocally; still, if looks have language, the merest idiot might have guessed I was over head and ears. ❜
"Sounds like a whole lot of cowardliness, to me," she says, blinking back up to look at the stars. "If I were in love, the over-head-and-ears kind, then no one could ever stop me from saying it two, thirty, maybe thirty thousand times a day... You see, Bastion, this is where cowardliness gets you. Here you are, pining to this day for the he or she you never let know you were deeply in love with." She blinks his way again, wide-eyed, and with a fantastically narrative voice. "Doomed to relive the memories of your old love forever and ever until the day you die."
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An extremely rumbly exasperated sigh escaped as Ravi’s shoulders slumped forward as he reached up to pinch the bridge of his nose. “The funds for replacing that are being added to your ever-growing tab, you know that right?”
"As a matter of fact, I do," says Adella, straight up lying. "And I am very, horrifically rich, so it doesn't matter at all how much I owe you." She pauses, and kisses her teeth, and may or may not look a tad bit worried. "But just out of curiosity, what would it take to wipe this tabula of mine clean...?"
"Adella! Adella! Adella! You will not believe the strangest dream I had! It was like time had stopped for... like... months? No! YEARS!"
"It wasn't a dream, you know," she nods, wiping whip cream across Rapunzel's cheek. The cupcake Adelaide was eating had much too much of it. "I put a little too much toad's eye into our sleeping potions."
@eritvita Most princesses don't cook... Adella certainly does not cook, but she fancies herself an excellent chef anyway. And what do excellent chefs do? They add flour, raw flour, and whole green chilies to freshly chopped onions. She does this with pride, sitting beside him on the counter, swinging her feet and humming as she does. "Kindness bereft or not, there is positively no use crying over chopped onions." She nods matter-of-factly. "Julius Caesar said that."