Genshin Impact La Signora - Tumblr Posts
@darkgirlygamer has helped me with this brainrot, and now I present you with completely OOC La Signiora cause F it, I'm doing this.
Edit; Yes it was me who put La Signora scenarios in their head. 🙃🙃
Clatter
The twisted spear fell to the ground, blade bent and broken.
A pained groan left the armored beast as his black mask crumbled away, specks of blood dripping onto the stone floor. He fell to his knees, ebony-colored metal cracking as the crimson liquid flowed from the gaps.
"Damnit..." An alarmingly young voice cursed as his matted black head rose.
A gasp left the Traveller and his group.
A boy.
No younger than 14.
His big crystal eyes glaring with hate as blood flowed from the cuts on his face. His pale lips parted, only for coughing to erupt as more blood splattered to the ground. Heavy wheeze's replacing the sounds of combat as a stone of guilt settled in the Outlander's stomach seeing the child struggle to even breathe.
Click-clack
The echo of heels sounded, the boy's gaze lifted. A light shining as everyone tensed.
The figure slowly stepped out of the shadows, white and black dress, red coat, gloves, blonde hair, fair skin, and an obsidian mask twisted into a crown.
"Signora!!" Paimon squeaked with fear, hiding behind the party members.
Her icy-cold eyes stared back at them, her face blank, unlike the first two times they'd met. She was smirking then, but now-
"Mother..." A young male voice rasped.
The boy reached out a trembling hand, struggling to stay upright. Grasping for the woman with all the strength he had left- what little it was. The woman's gaze turned to him, the icy gaze never wavering.
"I'm sorry-" He sobbed, blood leaking from his lips as tears began to prick blue orbs. "You told me to hold them here, but I-" He winced as a price of broken metal dug into his side. Falling back to the cold floor, more of his armor falling from his beaten body. "I couldn't!" His voice continued, barely a whisper. "I failed you!"
"No." A gentle feminine voice soothed. Shock lit their system as the infamous Harbinger made her way to the fallen boy. The ice melting into a warm fire that only a mother could hold. Her gloved hand reached out his, holding it tight as her other lifted his face. Brushing aside his bloodstained locks, all like one was handling glass. "You did well," Her fingers wove into his hair, ruffling it gently. Voice oh so gentle and soft. "I am proud of you."
A choking sob left him, his head lowering. She too leaned down, pressing a comforting kiss on the top of his head. "Rest." She whispered. "All will be well when you awake."
With that, the boy's eyes no longer fought the darkness, and he closed them. The Fair Lady gently, slowly, rested his head against the floor, and with a snap of her fingers, two Fatui agents gently lifted his body and carried him away. All the while the Harbinger watching with a warmth that could melt even the coldest hearts.
However, as her head turned to the group, the warmth vanished. Replaced with a raging blizzard that threatened to swallow all of them whole, and leave nothing in its wake.
The Traveller tensed as she raised her arms.
Swoosh
Needle sharp snowflakes cut their skin, harsh winds stinging their eyes. A thick layer of frost covered the arena, menacingly sharp icicles glittering like teeth now hung from the ceiling. The dill moon showed through the windows, casting a soft light that only furthered the threatening atmosphere of the domain.
Crack
The woman broke off a piece of an icicle, running a finger across it, humming with satisfaction seeing the sharp point.
"I hope you're prepared," She swung the makeshift weapon, her other hand rising to form a ball of cruel ice and snow. "To receive a hundred times the beating you gave him." Her voice rang out, laced with venom and murder. They shivered not from the cold, but from how her eye glowed with pure malice in the moonlight.
"You will forever rue the day you hurt my child."