mythopoeics

[She had been so beautiful with inky black hair that fell straight and porcelain white skin that could make the fairest in all the land quiver with jealousy. Her hands had been soft, as if never having seen a hour's worth of worth and her teeth could have made dentists weep in worship.

It was all past tense for a reason. Jubokko leaned on his elbows, looking down at the body on his table, dispassion in his eyes and heart (but he was exquisite from what he has stolen from her). She'd never have the nerve to try to bribe her way out of her bills. Never again would the stupid bitch think so lowly of him, as if he were a common man. He'd never been common. He'd even say he'd never been normal. There was something very much peculiar in the way he thought and behaved but he didn't press it, merely accepted it.

He removed her ruby bracelet and takes it aside to begin prying out the jewels. He didn't need them nor wanted them but the discovery of it would do him no good. It was too unique, it had to be taken apart. Whatever made her special, identifiable could not exist. They would be buried in different locations, allowed to rest until someone or something came along to dig them up.

Hours later, he wiped down table, removing any last trace of the woman. No one will find her, not with what he had done to her. The same way no one could connect any bodies found in Ryugu-jo to him, not anymore.]

[Filter: Public]

I have never liked weekend or holidays very much. I suppose that is the mark of a workaholic.

Someone will need to remind me why it is I tolerate dogs. How is it that children are easier to manage?

Theseus...someone left the butter on the counter again...oh wait. That might have been me. Nevermind

I think I finally found the right fabric for these curtains. I have a visit to make I tested quite a few before I found it, though. I might have made a mess...

[He visits his daughter's rooms early in the morning. His fingertips trail over the dust-free surfaces, courtesy of staff well-trained and pride-filled.

Unlike his own flesh and blood. Perhaps he should have married her off sooner to the Hippolytus boy. No, he decides, coming to stop before a mirrors, eyes easily falling on himself. The mistake is not his but hers, for how she showed to be more selfish than loyal to him and the people. He wonders how aware she is of the gravity of things. That if she is caught and returned, there would be an examination waiting. And if that examination turned up results unfavourable...

The mirror is shattered, destroying the thought suddenly. Specks of blood striking the nearby wall but they would be gone before the next hour arrived.]

[Filter: The princess of Ryugu-jo]

Blood for blood.

Remember that as you run. Or turn back and come home before it's too late. You only get this offer once.

[Filter: Ryugunese High Ranks]

The current priority is to bring the bastard who took her. The runaway princess will follow, naturally. But I want him, at all costs. We will not be insulted in such a way, treated as if we can have what belongs to us taken. We are not the peacemakers of Camelot, we are not the soft-bellied people of Babylon. No one commits a crime of this level against Ryugu-jo.

All actions have consequences. Engage in calm but firm talks with Camelot if you must. Tear through wherever they were last seen discreetly. I don't care if it was one of the ruler's little vacation home in Babylon or the czar's bedroom in Iriy. But be sensible.


[He'd never use her name if he could help it. Not until he saw her face-to-face.]

If the mood gets any heavier in this inn, I might start to be afraid of talking out loud.

Though, understandable.

ATTENTION EVERYONE

I would like to inform you all that there is a horse on the loose, who eats scarfs- as of right now her location is undetermined, please approach with caution or inform the right authority (me). Keep your hands to yourself, folks, no one likes losing a finger or two.

[Filter: Heimdall]

You were my brother in all but blood, so I owe it to you to approach you, one last time, as a sister and not as the queen of the nation you betrayed.

Kindly explain your rationale.

[Filter: Camelotian High Ranks]

You are aware of the trying circumstances that have been forced upon us. Before I assign you your duties --

Your thoughts, gentlemen.

added after the stress level escalates [Filter: Mordred]

Where are you?

This heat.









It is not sexy, and it is ruining my hair. Do you realize how fucking difficult it is to fix your hair for stage? I don't even. Fuck.

Work has kept me detained for more time than I expected. I've never seen a person deliberate so slowly and for so long. If you want the opium, you want it. Don't be a bitch about it Luckily it turned out well in the end anyway.

[Filter: Siblings]
And what have you three been up to?

[Filter: Mnemosyne]
Something's happened. Duty calls, I have to leave for Camelot immediately.

[Filter: Sigyn]
If you can see this — you're aware of what you're getting into. You'd better endure it.