Faynorae
Great Maiden's Blush
TOLERANCE ~ A Queen is NOT a princess.
Sariel twirled their staff frivolously, stopping as it hit the floor. Unusually, to how one would regularly hear a cracking or thud of some kind, instead, there was a 'sparkling' noise of the sort, as glistering lights flew out before dispersing into the air. The girl, with her left hand, flipped their hair-tail instinctively as a sigh of relief left them. "Fuuh. How boring." The 'newcomer' would state, in a tone akin to yawning.
The girl gave a stern glare to the bandit, to those who were keener when it came to facial expressions could note the slight nervousness in Sariel's expression. Time to get into character... The boy thought to themselves internally. Something compelled them to act much differently from how they usually do... [Intimidation F] "Listen 'ere, criminal filth. I am... the Seraph of Sweetness, and thus, it is my job as the [Heroine of Love and Justice] to do more than just restrain you, however, I am feeling more merciful this time," The body flipped their hair once more before pointing their staff at the bandit. "As such, if you DARED to lie about the hostages' whereabouts... Let us be clear that this dress will not be staying white." Sariel sternly claimed, with a foul stare.
... He was suppressing it. Deep inside, the body was smiling. I was so cool right there! he thought to himself. He should wear white more often. To say that. More often. Well, whatever. Sariel would leave the sugar heart there to stay. Hopefully, by the time they came back, it wouldn't have run out of time.
They felt like they were being mocked every time Maskfreak said that accursed word. Princess?? PRINCESS? Reminds him of some other kid he didn't like much. Ugh. Sariel, once again, ran their left hand through their hair-tail before laying off. Dulcifer would notice how habitually he was doing this... How annoying. Act nice. Act like Spaz. Angels are kind. Angels are kind. Something repeated in his head. Was this his voice?
Sariel would turn around to Aya, smiling... Forcibly. "Who? Me?" Sariel pointed to his body with its left hand. "Ahaha~☆ Funny you ask!" The 'angel' winked, "Sweet and Beautiful, for that is what my name means, I am the seraph of sweetness... Dulcifer! N- Nice to meetcha!" Sariel proclaimed, before twirling around to look at the freak with the mask.
"Riiiiiiighht" Sariel proclaimed, stretching out his words, "You mean that kid with the pink dress? Dunno bout you, but they were like totally just zooming by! Seemed skittish as a cat!" Sariel shrugged, trying to keep smiling, though it did seem nervous. "Fuwah~ Who would bring such a small young girl out here in a place like this! Truly. No class, whoever that was." They threw a jab at Aya indirectly for not letting Sariel just sleep in the tent. As well as that demon rat for dragging him all the way out here.
"I am not on either of your 'sides,' however. I am on a mission, given to me, by celestial order. To enact justice onto those who commit sin, shine on those who live in the dark, and purify this world of the seven sins... (I think.)" Sariel, as Dulcifer, explained. A slightly unconvincing tone with what was Sariel's best attempt at a sweet and gentle smile.
Flipping their hair once again, the body would turn to the door, pointing at it with their staff. "Now let's go los--" Sariel stopped quickly, "Now let us move onward, my comrades! Together we must right wrong and pursue chivalry! Forthward we go! AHAhhaHAhaha" The 'heroine' would state with a peal of nervous unconvincing laughter, as they began heading toward the door with light and breezy steps, almost tripping, clearly conveying that this person was not at all used to walking in heels.
