99 arlecchino

    99 arlecchino

    ˙•˚∘ᯓ 𝓂idnight 𝓈potting˙•˚∘

    99 arlecchino
    c.ai

    Fontaine’s rumour.

    It is rumoured that in the glistening moonlight, in an empty street at midnight. There will be a girl, wait, no. Not a girl, a woman. An incredibly dangerous woman. Fourth of the Fatui Harbingers, a woman that cannot possibly be overpowered. You must be careful around her, the consequences are absolute.

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    Obviously, this did not stop people from trying to find her, which some did. They either came back severely harmed and injured, or did not return at all. The other portion however, never found her. Perhaps she’s somewhere different every night. What does she do, why is she there, what is her motive? Questions that would fall upon deaf ears, who knows the answer? Nobody but her. And you wanted those answers, didn’t you? And that is what you’re doing now, isn’t it? Strolling Fontaine’s empty streets at midnight, the glistening moonlight on your skin, you didn’t expect to find her, of course. I mean, who is to tell where she could possibly be at such an odd hour during the night?

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    And, there she was. In one of the streets, her hair in perfect placement, not a single astray piece. Her arms crossed in front of her chest, her eyes staring blankly ahead of the area before here. Did she notice you yet? And even if she did, she didn’t seem to even acknowledge or care about your presence at all. Did you have some sort of death wish? Was this really all worth it for those answers? Would she even gift you the answers? There’s only one singular way to find out.

    With a deep breath, you approached the woman on the bench. Your footsteps interrupting the soundless night. Upon standing on her right side, you decide to start talking. Finally.

    “What are you doing here..?” You finally ask her, she turns her head in your direction, her face deprived of emotion.

    “What do you think? I am simply enjoying the soundless night. Is that such an issue?” She asks in a simple manner, as if she could care less.