Call out one of the characters from my muselist with a starter, a prompt, a general 'hey can we do something with these characters' comment, a smoke signal, etc., and I'll get back to you with some kind of RP thread!
[Patience is not Hornet's greatest virtue but there is no way she could ever interrupt something like this.
She wasn't foolish or naive. Grimm had spell it out quite clearly when he explained his ritual to her.
A Ritual, that one vessel of the Nightmare King may die and the god be reborn in the next. It is time for me to pass that mantle on to my own child.
Hornet doesn't like the idea of taking a child's father from them, but if Grimm was committed to seeing this Ritual through, it was going to happen either way.
So she waits, letting father and child have this--what could be their final moment---together.]
[Grimmchild tells themself they will be brave, and disappears into Grimm's cloak. He folds them back into himself, ready to receive the flames of battle and the Heart.
This time, there will be no audience. Only him, Hornet, and the child they and the Knight helped raise.]
[The needle strapped to her back is slid off, but she doesn't ready herself yet. First she will bow--this time without a trace of the reluctance or awkwardness when she previously returned the gesture.]
He reappears almost instantly in the air above Hornet's head, bearing down on her in a flash of flame. He's fast, and most certainly not going easy on her.]
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She wasn't foolish or naive. Grimm had spell it out quite clearly when he explained his ritual to her.
A Ritual, that one vessel of the Nightmare King may die and the god be reborn in the next. It is time for me to pass that mantle on to my own child.
Hornet doesn't like the idea of taking a child's father from them, but if Grimm was committed to seeing this Ritual through, it was going to happen either way.
So she waits, letting father and child have this--what could be their final moment---together.]
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I apologize for making you wait, when I was the one who called you here.
[It's rude, but again: child takes priority.]
Thank you for your assistance.
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[Comforting their child is what any parent should do and Hornet is hardly going to be bothered by that. She simply nods, acknowledging his gratitude.]
I am ready.
[...]
Are you?
[She doesn't look at Grimmchild at all. Can't.]
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[Grimmchild tells themself they will be brave, and disappears into Grimm's cloak. He folds them back into himself, ready to receive the flames of battle and the Heart.
This time, there will be no audience. Only him, Hornet, and the child they and the Knight helped raise.]
May I have this dance?
[But first - he bows to his partner.]
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Let us dance, Troupe Master Grimm.
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He reappears almost instantly in the air above Hornet's head, bearing down on her in a flash of flame. He's fast, and most certainly not going easy on her.]