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Draft: "13 Seats In The Anatomy Theater" [Segment: Utopians Prologue]
a continuation of the concept of the dinner of 13, a conversation between daniil, andrey, and maria
The Crown of the Crucible buzzed with activity, although Daniil Dankovsky was not responsible for most of the movement in the space, only stepping stiffly out of the way of a delighted Andrey and an exasperated Maria as they thrummed from room to room like the ants he used to observe under a magnifying glass as a child. The difference in this case being that he was the one liable to get burned, not them. Despite his pride, he was willing to admit how out of his depth he was in this situation. “And what of it? How special can a dinner be if it's not hosted in one of the Families’ homes?”
Andrey looked over his shoulder as he shrugged on a silk blouse, clearly too tight on his shoulder but strangely well-fitting over his chest, mirth coloring his expression more than the makeup he thieved from Maria's vanity. “Danko, it's precisely because it's not in a great home that this is so important! Neutral territories and all that.”
Maria passed by them, still wearing her dressing gown, pausing her fingers from combing through her hair to backhand Andrey's shoulder and start unbuttoning the blouse, huffing. “Stop rifling through my belongings, Stamatin, or I'll find a way to make handcuffing you seem unpleasant.” The man laughed, and Daniil wondered if this was an elaborate ploy of his to draw Maria's ire, be it for his own personal enjoyment or to distract her from the nerves Andrey swore she must be feeling when confiding to Daniil. “And the dinner is special only due to its significance, despite it not being tied to the families. If my participation goes as I hope, that might change for next year.”
“Which is to say..?” The Bachelor didn't falter under the gazes of both his companion's only by virtue of his patience running thin for the local practice of obfuscation. “The Kain name need not be tied to all things, it's a disservice to your family's prestige to involve it with every menial practice of this backwater town.” As he spoke, Maria carefully but firmly extracted her blouse from Andrey and exhaled in what would be a groan if performed by anyone lesser. The architect merely stretched his arms as if prompting his blood to resume circulating.
“It's a bit different, friend. This equinox thing seems to be a tinge more relevant than whatever Kin tradition you must be thinking.” Andrey rooted through his previously abandoned suitcase to pull out a loose cotton shirt and leather pants, talking as he removed his current clothes shamelessly in the open room and dressed himself with not a care to give for much of anything. “It's been a while since it happened last, before Nina died, I believe. Something to do with dividing responsibility between the participants of the dinner.”
The Bachelor felt the corner of his lip twitch, standing fully dressed while his compatriots lingered in varying states of undress. “Responsibility for what?”
“Everything.” Maria's voice carried the same weight as always, but her tone of voice was blasé. “Last time an equinox passed with recognition from anyone, it was held simply as a gathering between my mother, pray her slumber be restful, and Victoria Olgimskaya, may comfort find her soul.” The Mistress heir continued speaking even as she hid herself behind a privacy screen as she changed. “They’d divided the day and night between themselves and brought on balance and peace, or so it's said. Could you take this to my wardrobe and hang it up, Daniil?”
Dankovsky took the dressing gown folded over the screen and picked stray hairs from the soft fabric. “Enlighten me as to why this time around the affair seems to include a great deal more people, if you would.”
When he turned back to the room, it was to find Andrey fully clothed and spritzing himself with what would no doubt be Maria's perfume, an easygoing smile ever-present on his face. “The time of the dual Mistresses has long passed, friend. We're ushering in a new era after all this pestilence nonsense, yeah? I don't reckon I can say whose idea it was, but from the legacy of Simon Kain’s vision we, the Bound, get to be included.” The man paused and looked out of the window momentarily, sight catching on the other wings of the Crucible. “Well, some of us. An even split, four of each inclination. The details escape me.”
“And why am I included in this spectacle?” He was unsure if he'd rather be overlooked as a participant in the Town's future, given the immense headache that came with managing the expectations of the entire settlement for two weeks of crisis.
Maria walked out from behind the folding screen wearing a fitted gown of black and silver tones, picking at invisible specks of dust on the spotless dress. “You, dear Bachelor, whether you like it or not, are now a pivotal instrument of the Utopian mind. Artemy Burakh and the little miracle worker will be there too, undoubtedly to present their own designs on the future now that the present is secured. It's only natural you join us too.” The woman linked her arm with his, leading their entourage outside just as a knock rang out from the door of the Crown. She gestured for Andrey to open it.
“Ah, seems I'm just in time to join you. A pleasant enough evening for a stroll, isn't it, Miss Kaina?” Vlad Jr stood on the steps, groomed appropriately enough were he not joining a trio of finely dressed people. The man seemed to take his visual inadequacy in stride easily enough, and so they began the walk to the Shelter.
all I need is a forge, and you know, Mother, that forge is me
[Mistresses] - Pathologic 2
…that is the yarn that the Mistresses spin.
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where's the final resting place of mistress nina kaina?
a direct response to discourse i saw about daniil having no bitches
i only found out after i started making it that someone else, @hextechmaturgy, has already made a "hello sailor" thing with daniil, eva, maria and artemy so please check that out too :-)!!!
I saw the ref (under the cut) and I practically had too
Day 12: Misplaced Tenderness
It's not misplaced.
судьба нас ждет
I find this goddamn adorable. Nina leaving little messages for Maria,,,,she thought the book was talking to her,,,the mother-daughter relationship between two clairvoyant girlbosses with Town-on-Gorkhon wrapped around their finger is actually something that can be so personal
То неловкое чувство, когда гет тебе в Море нравится только узаконенный. То неловкое чувство, когда тебе вообще феодалы нравятся, хаха.
🐚 About love and mistresses in patho
This is a bit rough translation of one thing from my shitpost, but i really tried to make it as accurate as possible. Text is based on quotes from classic and only,,,
I left a lot of information out (about families, for example), but i can’t keep writing this much in eng,,,,
Actually something is interesting about this. Like how Daniil starts to realize it and in all endings talks about love (Found family trope is screaming) but it’s not clear if he really understood it or only in theory.
Штука из моего щитпоста!! Оригинал я оставлю там а здесь тока перевод кривой косой. Я не так хороша в инглише мэх.
Немного забавно что даня говорит в концовках о любви тоже, да и в театре о нем так отзываются. Но так и не ясно, осознанная эта любовь или он только условно её понял.
mom and daughter hugging.......
- mothers -
happy international women's day! i'm very happy that this holiday is still exists. hope you had a good time today even if you don't celebrate it <3
с международным женским днем! я очень рада, что отголоски первоначального смысла этого дня живут до сих пор. надеюсь вы хорошо провели этот день даже если не отмечаете <З
✧ Alpha Crucis & Beta Crucis
illustrations I made for pathoask!! again, no-text version, I'm too lazy to translate
guy who finds out he's bisexual because he reacts the same way to men being mean to him as he does to women being mean to him
HELLO pathologic community. i have ARRIVED
the earth, the knots, the stone yard