
Let them cling to myth. I chose the mind and walked into exile with reason as my only companion. #HSRRP
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"𝑭𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒐𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒏𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒈𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒍𝒐𝒔𝒕 𝒊𝒏 𝒊𝒈𝒏𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒆."
𝑨𝒏𝒂𝒙𝒂𝒈𝒐𝒓𝒂𝒔, 𝑺𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒂𝒓 𝒐𝒇 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒔𝒐𝒏
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"I'm not being condescending, I'm too busy thinking about far more important things you wouldn't understand."
The scholar felt himself pale caught in her gaze like rodent caught beneath a serpents gaze. "You must think me a fool, a mind like mine would be far too complex an instrument for such blunt tactics."
Thin fingers grasped at her wrist in an attempt to pry away her touch.
"It's the ignorant who find a cause and cling to it, for within that is the illusion of significance."
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◇ Remember the golden rule of writing RP.
Only write with those who want to write with you.
"To be treated akin to furniture and emasculated? I can think of nowhere I'd rather be." The scholar growled in irritation as a hint of blush graced his pale cheeks.
"To be so bold as if you are trying to claim me am I mistaken Lady Kafka?"
Anaxa felt his methodical mind begin to pull at the reins screaming at him to get as far away from this mysterious beauty as he could.
And yet like a fly caught in web he couldn't help but stare transfixed by the woman +
The scholar's posture stiffened at the sudden intrusion of personal space. His brow twitching in irritation as she settled herself.
"Lady Kafka I wasn't aware I doubled as chair. Is there something you desire?"
"It's a strange combination of performance and hunting ritual to what end I'm not certain it could be-"
He blinked his cold blue eyes went wide in astonishment as the scent of her perfume enveloped him the unmistakable aroma of lilac and nightshade +
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at least, until she decided what she'll do with him.
"i don't have any qualms giving my name... it's kafka~"
eventually, she gently cupped his chin and stared at his face.
"aren't you such a sight~?"
Filled his senses making his head swim as if it was the finest liqueur.
Letting out a deep breath without realizing he'd been holding it. "Kafka?" The name held some literary significance but his thoughts came to a halt as she caressed his cheek.
"Courtship ritual."


















