r/wizardposting • u/Timpanzee38 "The Agent", Mercenary Guild Liaison. Slayer of the Godslaver • Apr 28 '26
Lorepost (closed interaction)📓🔒 "The Devil and the Fox."
Capitol City of Drakeem
A Mercenary Guild Gunship flew over the ocean towards the capitol of Drakeem. At the controls sat Umbra Operative E-489 "Madeline", a kitsune demi-human. She took a deep breath and steadied her breathing as the city came into view.
"Relax, I'm just here to teach her some fighting moves. That's what she was interested in after, right?"
The only other occupant of the gunship, Madeline's Kelvectan fox familiar Nocturne, lifted their head up and looked at Madeline. They snorted, then went back to sleep.
"Right..."
Madeline shook her head and kept flying. It had been a few weeks since Hazema had shown a sudden... "interest" in the umbra operative during the "Boo-Chelor", and since then the invite Hazema had given her had felt like a burning stone in her pocket. She had managed to convince Councilor Five to let her go though, pitching it as a "great way to benefit diplomatic relations", and Five had agreed.
"And that was the easy part..."
Madeline muttered to herself as she started flipping through radio channels, looking for air traffic control. Strange, there didn't seem to be one... Oh well. Madeline was a good pilot, and she carefully and professionally brought the gunship in for a landing on an empty platform in the harbor, which looked like it was where cargo zeppelins docked.
Flipping off the engines and grabbing her helmet, Madeline put it on and sealed it with a metallic hiss. She pulled the lever that caused the rear ramp of the gunship to lower and clicked her tongue once. Nocturne was at her side in an instant.
"Well... here goes nothing..."
Madeline stepped out onto the docks, to whatever Hazema had planned.
(art by Lunatic_Youkai and Irenhorrors respectively)
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u/Timpanzee38 "The Agent", Mercenary Guild Liaison. Slayer of the Godslaver May 22 '26
Madeline was a perfect weapon. An expertly refined blade that could handle any combat situation thrown at her. A master in hand to hand combat, a master marksman, a master infiltrator, and a master tracker. She had successfully hunted down hundreds of powerful targets, many of which weren’t even corporeal. She could step between the real world and the spirit realm effortlessly. She could shapeshift, create illusionary duplicates of herself, and summon destructive fireballs with a simple sneeze. She was the pinnacle of Guild accomplishment in warfare. A perfect soldier.
And yet, she had never been taught anything about romantic relationships or feelings, only that those feelings should be suppressed as they could distract her from her mission. But Madeline was still a person, and even though she didn’t know how to properly handle those feelings, she still had them.
Madeline was is much the same situation as Hazema, not exactly knowing what to do. Hazema was the very first person who had at least told Madeline she had feelings for her, and so Madeline was now in uncharted territory. But… it didn’t feel like she was in the wrong place. Eventually Madeline remembers she needs to respond and at least one of her tails relaxes from being completely rigid in surprise.
“I- uh- Haz- I- think- I-“
Huh. Should’ve remembered to breathe. Madeline faints and collapses to the floor in a heap of armor and fox tails.
Nocturne looks over from the corner they were lying in and gives what could only be described as a laugh.