[ oh please, you know this asshole would make so much better use of this body than some wishy-washy bleeding-heart libertarian laissez-faire sit-on-his-hands (insert more shittalking here) bard!! you said so yourself, he should totally keep this for good--
he only distantly notices jade and rita's duel but for a twisting smirk, yeah that sure sounds like mithos raising some hell all right, and rightfully so! hopefully he's smiting a few idiots just like he himself is doing so right now. speaking of twist, would pollux mind juuuust a little if he just grabs at some guts and viscera and wrenches it from her body with an ecstatic laugh that just sounds pretty damn wrong in venti's melodic voice. the laugh a bard might give after a lovely rousing performance, after sharing a lame joke with good reception, after perhaps looking at his own failed attempt at a cake because of how bad it is.
the specter crushes flesh in his palm in a clawed fist, laughing in venti's voice when it extends to go maniacal. ] You're still talking so self-righteous even now, you deluded bitch! [ if any genshin is gonna breach the language rating, it's going to be this guy. the chunk of pollux in his hand spatters blood onto his face and cheek, the unhinged glow to his eyes, the wild grin to his face.
never mind that he's lost three wings and his flight is erratic and pollux can heal, that just means he needs to press the advantage and take her the fuck out now. whether it means leaving her body in usable condition for a shipmate to take over or not.
he dives straight at her with claws outstretched again, this time to aim right at her neck or swipe her head clean off. yeah, enough with the bow and ranged fight. time to bring this up close. ]
Death is evil. We can take it from the gods, for if death were good the goddamn gods would die!
[ all the poetry venti has read--the specter knows them now too. ]
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he only distantly notices jade and rita's duel but for a twisting smirk, yeah that sure sounds like mithos raising some hell all right, and rightfully so! hopefully he's smiting a few idiots just like he himself is doing so right now. speaking of twist, would pollux mind juuuust a little if he just grabs at some guts and viscera and wrenches it from her body with an ecstatic laugh that just sounds pretty damn wrong in venti's melodic voice. the laugh a bard might give after a lovely rousing performance, after sharing a lame joke with good reception, after perhaps looking at his own failed attempt at a cake because of how bad it is.
the specter crushes flesh in his palm in a clawed fist, laughing in venti's voice when it extends to go maniacal. ] You're still talking so self-righteous even now, you deluded bitch! [ if any genshin is gonna breach the language rating, it's going to be this guy. the chunk of pollux in his hand spatters blood onto his face and cheek, the unhinged glow to his eyes, the wild grin to his face.
never mind that he's lost three wings and his flight is erratic and pollux can heal, that just means he needs to press the advantage and take her the fuck out now. whether it means leaving her body in usable condition for a shipmate to take over or not.
he dives straight at her with claws outstretched again, this time to aim right at her neck or swipe her head clean off. yeah, enough with the bow and ranged fight. time to bring this up close. ]
Death is evil. We can take it from the gods, for if death were good the goddamn gods would die!
[ all the poetry venti has read--the specter knows them now too. ]