𝕌𝕝𝕥𝕚𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕖 𝕠𝕣𝕘𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕤𝕞

𝒲𝒶𝓇𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝐸𝓃𝑔𝒶𝑔𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓃 𝓊𝓃𝓈𝓊𝓅𝑒𝓇𝓋𝒾𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝒸𝑜𝓃𝓉𝒶𝒸𝓉 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶 𝒷𝒾𝑜 𝓌𝑒𝒶𝓅𝑜𝓃 𝑜𝒻 𝒞𝓁𝑒𝓋𝒶𝓉𝑒𝓈𝓈’𝓈 𝒹𝑒𝑔𝓇𝑒𝑒 𝒸𝑜𝓊𝓁𝒹 𝓇𝑒𝓈𝓊𝓁𝓉 𝒾𝓃 𝓅𝑜𝓈𝓈𝒾𝒷𝓁𝑒 𝓁𝑜𝓈𝓈 𝑜𝒻 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝓁𝒾𝒻𝑒. Clevatess… BOW in possession of rhodes island.

Tugging on @__LOSTSHINE . . . "I am experiencing swelling within my tonsils, alongside a burning sensation within my cardiovascular systems, I require a stomach acid neutralizing agent." She has acid reflux, poor really needs to move of the fatty meat diet she has . .

// Lord I dont wanna get surgery again but acid reflux is genuine agony and a more permanent solution is starting to seem appealing.

//Hey if any of yall want me to lore dump later/tomorrow I’ll happily do it, just want to know if anyones interested in the expansive lore I have for hag cat bio weapon.

She finished up all her polishing and sharpening. Now she’s moving on to her usual routine of staring at random people in the hallway.

"Trying to love… but lord I’m too much.." Shes softly singing to herself while tending to various weapons, she polished someone’s weapon and sharpened it once and now a lot of people want her to do so… She doesn’t know why shes so good at this…

Shes curled up in a corner

" familiar .. " Her hands are now examining the broken blade she carries with her, eyes taking in every inch trying to jog something in her own mind . It feels like she’s reaching a dead end, one she can’t seem to find the way around without . . An assistant, of some kind .

Cleaning yesterday’s wound .

Curled up in her closet… she still refuses to move out of it despite having a room now..

And she’s starting to bleed from her horrifically mangled right eye… time to put the eye patch back on in an attempt to hide it..

Shes itching under her eyepatch …

"Doc..tor.." She’s yet again come back from an operation soaked in a mix of her own and her enemies blood… Her head hurt yesterday so she went out on an operation instead of staying here… but now it’s clear now.. and shes a little.. out of it.. from how shes moving..

Groaning . . Dragging herself out of her room . . Preparing to follow a certain pinkette vulpo around all day . .

// Yes Clev is OLD shes a HAG shes missing 30 years of memories and only has her recent 11 available to her brain.

// everytime I see a vulpisfoglia I want to throw clev at them . . Then I remember clev’s backstory isn’t even revealed yet cause she doesn’t even remember it —

//I need someone to ramble to, rambling to the void isnt w o r k i n g

// Clev’s backstory is a little complex and it actively works against shipping until her memories come back to her so b l e g h

. . . Writing on his forehead in response . . . “Prey scented antler man” Before booping his nose . . She’s being weirder than usual today..