There's a crow just sitting on the window sill. Contemplating deeply. About what? No one can tell. Until she caws— 'I want to feast.'

Wisteria grunted, her nose dripping with blood... So annoying. "It's just the simplest forms of mental command." She hissed, forcing a fellow crow bird to fly in complicated patterns, "...this is ridiculous." Although she rarely ever uses it due to moral reasons, this weakened state is worrying.

Mother sphere? She can only assume that it's like a form of network full of information about the past. As for making the earth habitable... She's the only one left doing it? The crow couldn't help but feel bad, trying to sit up again as she watched the android work before letting her gaze wander.

But Wisteria grabbed his wrist, stopping him as she wiped her nose with the other hand, "No, V, I'm fine. This is something else." She didn't need the meds. Her bruises, cuts, and other physical injuries were slowly healing anyways and the migraine she has is blunted by adrenaline.

“𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚊 𝚙𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚒𝚏 𝚒𝚝𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 𝚙𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞. 𝙴𝚗𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚒𝚝 𝚊𝚝 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚝." 𝒮ℯ𝒹𝓊𝒸𝓉𝒾𝓋ℯ 𝒮𝓊𝓃𝒹𝒶𝓎.

In a blink, the crow had her shotgun barrel pressed against the monster guy's head—shooting it pointblank had his brains and face splatter into mush. At the second blast, she had it firing at his neck and chest. There was a harsh expression on her face, eyes wide and brows pinched in pure fury.

"...touching." Wisteria's body continued to speak, watching it all happen. The doors kept open for them and outside, for a moment, it looked like the palace gardens again but after another moment to blink, they were met with a cavern of sorts.

"A-Ah???" Wisteria was not expecting the touch and she couldn't help but blush lightly, smiling a bit as she watched Eve closely observe her and take in the data needed for fresh clothes. She relaxed soon enough as the android pulled away, sighing as she pulled her wings closer to her body.

"Boo." Wisteria rolled her eyes lightly, "Perhaps they're blind. You really are gorgeous, Eve..." She sighed, the light conversation making her feel better but at the mention of her measurements, Wisteria just gestured to herself. "Feel free. Most of my life, I walk around naked anyways."

Wisteria laughed a little, knowing what she could mean by something worse... "...sometimes. I'm not proud of it. It's especially worse after things happened a few months ago." She didn't elaborate, suddenly lost in thought until the music reached her ears and she looked ahead to see the camp.

Wisteria was snickering as she had three new pterodactyl soldiers by her side. "I'm alright!" She laughed, suddenly swooping down to grab Ran and pulling them both up onto the dragon, "Let's get going! Those three will watch out our sides!"

Wisteria gasped and choked, growing paler and just... Weak. Her eyes are wide and she shivered, feeling so cold. Then she felt Denji pick her up and maybe it was instinct? Maybe it was fear? She held onto his warmth immediately, tears streaming down her face. Why? Why is this happening?

Wisteria gasped and went red in the face, eyes wide. One part of her wanted to just surrender and sleep in this valley of warmth... On the other hand, she had the urge to nibble on soft flesh— "Yingziii..." She squirmed a bit, "You're actually crushing me." She opted for a third option: whining.

"Because I'm at my most comfy and vulnerable then- Mmph!" Wisteria went red too as the general just laid ontop of her, "Ugh, love..." But she didn't continue the complaint, closing her eyes as she nuzzled Yingzi's head with much affection... "Mmm, you know, you're very soft without your armor..."

Wisteria laughed and kissed her a few more times, humming, "Sometimes. You crush me though." She snickered, "Especially when I'm so cozy as a crow, you move on your side and accidentally bury me." She couldn't stop giggling, remembering the few times the general woke up to a sudden alarmed caw.

"Fine. Fine." The crow giggled, smiling and kissing all over her face, "I love you, dear... Go back to bed, hmm? I'll watch over you this time." Wisteria hummed, resting her head on her palm as she propped her elbow up. "...you know, I love it when you sleep."

Wisteria groaned and ended up back on the bed, defeated as she held wrapped her other arm around Yingzi's shoulder, "That is not true... I cook and clean and act as a messenger for you two..." She mumbled, turning and wrapping one of her legs around Yingzi's hip. Gently, her hand brushed the—

"Yingzi." Wisteria stared at the empress—she's so...eerily calm about this and yet, tears continued to pour out her eyes, "Think about it... How are we sure we are not fighting one of Bedlam's imposters? Yingzi died, didn't she? You saw it yourself."

"Eve, huh?" Wisteria stared at her and for a moment, she wondered— "Perhaps I really am dead... Angel seems right. You're too beautiful for such a cruel world as this." She sighed, closing her eyes and slumping against her now, "...my world used to be like this, when the gods abandoned us."

"V!!" Wisteria screamed and rushed to the spot the unconscious man laid, yelping when she nearly got shot, "Motherfucker..." "Come out, you crazy bitch!" One of them yelled, firing a few more shots to where Wisteria hid, "I'm gonna fucking make you eat bullets!" Wrong choice of words.

"Skippy, you're fucking amazing." Wisteria mumbled and fired shot after shot, quickly coming into cover again as she took down another two more. She winced though, sighing as her thoughts popped up— `I hate guns.` "Not you, Skippy." She corrected herself, glancing over to V.

Moulting, moulted. What's going on with your local murder? #corvid #cawmunity #crow 🪶

"Not a combat android...?" Wisteria shivered, relaxing and wondering what she meant as the past hour of meeting this woman is blurry, "...well, you fight well and you're so warm for an android..." She mumbled, trying to focus on these sensations to keep herself awake, "What's your name, miss?"

🐦‍⬛ Me when I do evil shit with/to my ocs

"Mind controlled?" Wisteria frowned, sighing as she also took to the sky and watched as Denji got flung off. For a moment, she thought of rewiring one and that's what she did as one charged, just as she's about to perch in a tree. It was an easy dodge with her feet planting themselves on its head.

"Indeed." Wisteria slowly walked over, face...devoid of anything as she approached and left the corpses of her husband and child behind. She felt...different. "Denji." Her expression grew grave as she took Denji's hand and gave him...a knife fashioned from her crystallized feathers.

He turned to [reader], the sun beating down on them both as he paused, carving out their likeness on the statue. "...I was told we'd meet. Are you on a journey as well?" #OCRP #MVRP #FantasyRP

Up upon the hilltop, there is a woodcarver. His own skin is made of wood and his flesh filled with branches, leaves, bark... His mind a ring of years like a tree of thousands of years. But in his hand, he reached over and prayed thanks to another tree as he carved what was left of it into a statue.

Wisteria frowned, about to talk back but one look at V and she sighed, nodding— "𝘐 𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘸𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧𝘧. 𝘐 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘥𝘪𝘥𝘯'𝘵 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘬." She excused, slowly bringing out Skippy and raising it up. "𝘚𝘰𝘳𝘳𝘺. 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘧𝘰𝘭𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦."

Scorching rays... Sand and dust that chokes her lungs... The crow woman looked so injured, ranging from cuts to full on chunks of flesh missing, it was actually alarming as she attempted to stand up. "I just tried to kill you..." She whispered, shaking as tears brimmed in her eyes.

And Wisteria had looked over, frozen as she saw Denji and a panicked empress— "Mama!" Eben came into view and her heart eased for a moment until he ran over to hug her and started to lead her away towards Chymeri, "Mama, are we gonna go see the gods again?" "Yes, dear, we will—"

Wisteria chuckled and kissed her cheek, getting off, "Would you like a massage with that then, love?" She hummed, gently pulling up the empress by her arms, "Or a bath?"

Wisteria laughed, "They will be, I know them. We were all like children in the past. I was so needy in the past, you know? I prayed to them for every little problem and I got spoiled. The same was for Heimat, the God of Life, while the Goddess of Death never liked me."

"...I suppose you can. The meeting will be in two months so we have time to prepare." Wisteria chuckled, sighing, "...they also want me to report my fight with Perfection. It's gonna be messy."

Wisteria chuckled, holding Jiaying's face, "Because they're weakening. Their influence is lessening, even more so with the panic of the Home God coming back, which shouldn't be possible. They need the Crow Mother if they can't have the Prince." ...her face went blank at mentioning her own son.

"I'm required to go back every week." Wisteria said suddenly, sighing as she buried her face into the empress' neck again, "The Champions are hounding me, asking me to help them manage their people and even the gods... When I left, I thought it's all handled and i come back, it's a mess."

The crow laughed a bit, shaking her head, "No, dear, I've been over it for a while now..." She paused and huffed, "Just stuff from home." She hesitated, "I haven't told any of you what the world I came from is like, right?"

Wisteria huffed and took a bite of the mooncake, lightly shrugging... "I just want to snuggle is all, love."

Just sits on @lunarinvitation.bsky.social's lap in her office, pressing her head against her's and closing her eyes.

"Denji!" Wisteria called out, face tense now as she gripped Jiaying's arm but the moment she felt her wife ripped away from her hold, she turned around with a frown, "Jiaying—" "𝙈𝙖𝙢𝙖!" Her gaze looked down immediately at her son, who gently tugged at her wolf pelt garbs, red eyes staring.

Wisteria's eyes trained on the ground, where a black stain settled on the ground, right where Yingzi's body should be. Her face is still, cold and unsettlingly calm. "I'm afraid Bedlam, the Caretaker of the Underworld, took her." Underworld? Isn't that this hell? Or the Inferno? Or—

She ate it. She...ate it. It tastes fucking disgusting. She hates it. And she started to vomit. "𝔾𝕠...𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕪... 𝔾𝕆 𝔸𝕎𝔸𝕐. 𝔾𝕠...𝔾𝕆...𝕒𝕨𝕒𝕪..." It didn't feel like a word anymore, not with how many times she keeps saying it, choking on it, and spilling everywhere...

... Somehow, Wisteria isn't sure where she is. It's white. It's a blank space and she's watching everything happen from within that space, as if she was in a movie theater. She watched the barrier around her two wives pulse, Denji fighting for them, and herself... She doesn't recognize herself.

The creature screeched and moved out of the way as fast as she could before turning this way and that, blinded by the dust and sand scattered from the impact. She continued to thrash about, unsure of where the android is and it made her all the more ferocious...

...Denji can hear them. See them. Perceive and recognize them. Her wives are barely clinging on—Yingzi is still asleep while Jiaying is afraid. Wisteria is scared too, she'll admit, and if she wasn't scared enough, she definitely is now when the darkness took over. Immediately, she acted.

Wisteria basically made one room the body room, full of the folks she took down, plus V's single one. She had gone as far as to gag and tie them up while some... Well, she actually went and dismantled some cyber limbs as an extra precaution.

But the way this thing moved was inhumane and rather gross as the feathers actually melted in this viscious sludge before turning into crystals and flying for the angel. The crow itself recovered quick from the attack, screeching again before its arms lost its wing-like shape, replaced by blades.

"A protection spell? Fight with Denji???" Wisteria froze, realizing what she was saying before nodding— That's when everything went silent and Wisteria was taken aback, eyes wide as she tried to talk but... She can't even fucking hear herself. Stunned, the crow put her hands to her ears—

She's shaking. She didn't even realize it, she's shaking and cowering, keeping her eyes on Yingzi as she pulled her wife close. ... This is hell and everything feels wrong. She's had this nauseating and anxiety-filled dread before, over and over— One does not get used to it, no matter what.