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I've come for the Moon.
The first Cryo Archon? That was a looooong time ago. He wasn't sure if this was a history lesson or directly from Flins' memories, but either way, Varka listened with great interest, taking in anything he was given.

"There's nothing to forgive, Flins." He offered an encouraging smile.

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(Varka’s genuine laughter was contagious, really – Flins hardly noticed, when he began to laugh quietly into his fist himself, admitting how utterly silly his questions must have sounded to the other man.)

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"Pathetic?"

Varka blinked once - twice - then guffawed at the remark.

"Pahaha! Nothing pathetic about it, my friend! Hey, it's five o'clock somewhere, am I right?" He placed a hand on his hip as he calmed down from his laughter, and cocked his head to the side.

"But really,

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December 27, 2025 at 9:45 AM
A mountaineering expedition with friends... heh, not a bad idea for a vacation. Maybe when the dust settles in the borderlands, and the last of the black mist is swept away.
December 27, 2025 at 7:37 AM
"Pathetic?"

Varka blinked once - twice - then guffawed at the remark.

"Pahaha! Nothing pathetic about it, my friend! Hey, it's five o'clock somewhere, am I right?" He placed a hand on his hip as he calmed down from his laughter, and cocked his head to the side.

"But really,

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(He blinked – again, in surprise – it’s not that he never received gifts before, if anything, Illuga was visiting him quite often with the supplies and sometimes late gifts for holidays as well, - but there was something… special, something different in the way Varka said that altogether.

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...Flins.

He turned towards the source of the voice, expression maintaining the soft wonder he held for the snow, and directing it now to the companion by his side.

Was Flins' pleasant surprise Varka's arrival, or a reaction to the weather itself?

Gracefully, the fae maneuvered through the

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December 26, 2025 at 1:51 PM
...Flins.

He turned towards the source of the voice, expression maintaining the soft wonder he held for the snow, and directing it now to the companion by his side.

Was Flins' pleasant surprise Varka's arrival, or a reaction to the weather itself?

Gracefully, the fae maneuvered through the

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(Despite his melancholically nostalgic state of mind, his senses were as sharp as ever, eyes flashing in blue for a split moment, as he glanced downwards at the cemetery, noticing the movement between the gravestones that did not belong to the dead.

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Varka was on a mission.

Onto the shores of Final Night Cemetery he stepped, and in the midst of the lingering dead, he had never felt so 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦.

Despite the grown man he was - far more than most, his constitution was enviable - his pulse thundered rapidly in his ears.

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December 25, 2025 at 12:44 PM
Varka was on a mission.

Onto the shores of Final Night Cemetery he stepped, and in the midst of the lingering dead, he had never felt so 𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘷𝘦.

Despite the grown man he was - far more than most, his constitution was enviable - his pulse thundered rapidly in his ears.

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[opened to interactions 😌🎄]

First, there was the Yule of Hyperborea. The raw, primordial and powerful holiday, as Kyryll would describe it, if asked, with traditions and aesthetics akin to Moonfrost Scions rituals of being one with the nature.

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December 25, 2025 at 11:57 AM
"Sorr..." Varka had begun muttering an apology - how unsightly, for a knight of his caliber to behave this way - but as he moved to stand on his own, his eyes caught Flins', only inches away.

... They really were like moons. He couldn't help but stare until Flins' voice brought him to attention.

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(It was only natural for him to steady the other man with his other arm, preventing their fall. Should he truly be human, he would hardly be able to do it, given their height and weight difference, but as the fae, he was stronger than he looked.

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Varka would remember that, he thought. How Flins put himself down to uplift others - how he came close to revealing information about himself, only to correct his language in the last second.

(It was yet to be seen how much of this conversation he would truly be able to recall when he woke up.)

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December 23, 2025 at 2:28 PM
Varka would remember that, he thought. How Flins put himself down to uplift others - how he came close to revealing information about himself, only to correct his language in the last second.

(It was yet to be seen how much of this conversation he would truly be able to recall when he woke up.)

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You’re right. But still ‘tis best to keep it secret. There was a good reason I—

(He cut himself abruptly, chiding himself mentally for being careless, even though he knew Varka was most likely too drunk to remember his exact words in the morning. Well, it was for the best, really.

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If Varka were a tad more sober, he may have celebrated this small win in learning something new about Flins - in chipping away at the fae's protective walls, earning a sample of his true feelings in the process.

But in this moment, tipsy as he was, the knight was nothing but spellbound.

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December 23, 2025 at 1:27 PM
If Varka were a tad more sober, he may have celebrated this small win in learning something new about Flins - in chipping away at the fae's protective walls, earning a sample of his true feelings in the process.

But in this moment, tipsy as he was, the knight was nothing but spellbound.

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(He wouldn’t be speaking openly if he wouldn’t have checked beforehand nobody was listening, but that concern was truly… endearing, to say the least. He raised his eyebrow at Varka covering his mouth like that – really, now, talking about drawing attention…

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Concerned, Varka peered around the bar, wondering if anyone overheard what Flins said. That was supposed to be a secret, right?

(Not that they'd get what Flins was talking about. It was a vague enough statement to where someone could easily be joking about their sleep habits,

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December 23, 2025 at 8:47 AM
Varka would never claim shared responsibility in this case. Even if there was an inkling of the truth in the sentiment, as the Grandmaster of the Knights of Favonius, he strove to always take accountability for his own actions and reflect over his mistakes.

Flins was not at fault.

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If the blame is on him for being distracted, should the blame too be on Flins for being the cause?
If Varka were to say any of this out loud, vent his frustrations and open his thoughts, this would be pointed out to him. Either they all held blame for what happened during Moon-Prayer Night and +
Varka shook his head, allowing the frown he'd normally hold back around others to reveal itself in front of Flins.

He took the events of Moon-Prayer Night personally. Why? Because it was his responsibility to ensure that everyone would have a safe night full of fun memories to look back on -

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December 23, 2025 at 6:22 AM
// i will be back tomorrow. but in exchange for taking longer than i wanted on replies, please take this varflins fic rec:

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December 22, 2025 at 1:52 PM
// and make it double
// i'm here to cause trouble
December 22, 2025 at 6:52 AM
Concerned, Varka peered around the bar, wondering if anyone overheard what Flins said. That was supposed to be a secret, right?

(Not that they'd get what Flins was talking about. It was a vague enough statement to where someone could easily be joking about their sleep habits,

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You already have your Northern Intelligence Network here, do you not? What good a branch of the Knights of Favonius do then? Or—

(He smirked, obviously teasing the entire time and knowing that Varka knows that.)

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"Hey, that's not a bad idea. Why don't I meet you in the middle and establish a branch of the Knights of Favonius here? Lawless land, and all. We'll be right next door."

Jean's been fulfilling her role as Acting Grandmaster extremely well. Why shouldn't he pass her the torch?

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December 21, 2025 at 2:27 PM
"Hey, that's not a bad idea. Why don't I meet you in the middle and establish a branch of the Knights of Favonius here? Lawless land, and all. We'll be right next door."

Jean's been fulfilling her role as Acting Grandmaster extremely well. Why shouldn't he pass her the torch?

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(“And what if I’m being serious?” was something he wished he could say. Perhaps if only to see Varka’s reaction, perhaps if only to test out those waters. And yet he could not afford to utter any of it. Even if, deep, deep down inside, something in him wanted to,

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Flins' hesitance wasn't lost on him.

Though Varka wouldn't claim to be adept at solving fae riddles, he'd like to think he had a good idea of how the folks around him were doing. Just now, at the mention of taking over as the Starshyna... Was there something Flins blamed himself for?

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December 21, 2025 at 1:05 PM
// will be back in a couple hours to reply - daily reset is in 50 and i wanna get durin day 4/5 done so i can stop worrying LOL
December 21, 2025 at 8:09 AM
Flins' hesitance wasn't lost on him.

Though Varka wouldn't claim to be adept at solving fae riddles, he'd like to think he had a good idea of how the folks around him were doing. Just now, at the mention of taking over as the Starshyna... Was there something Flins blamed himself for?

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(The honest surprise flashed in his eyes for a moment, before his usual indifferently playful mask took place again.)

Me? As the Starshyna?

(He shook his head, maintaining that seemingly astonished appearance.)

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"Is that to say you won't be taking over for Nikita when he retires? So you'll pass the torch to Illuga instead... heh, it sounds to me like your candidacy for the Knights of Favonius is only improving."

Varka was only half-joking. Well, maybe a fourth. An eighth?

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December 20, 2025 at 12:00 PM
// no one saw that
December 20, 2025 at 10:24 AM
"Is that to say you won't be taking over for Nikita when he retires? So you'll pass the torch to Illuga instead... heh, it sounds to me like your candidacy for the Knights of Favonius is only improving."

Varka was only half-joking. Well, maybe a fourth. An eighth?

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First one of the Sinners, and now the Doctor. It’s been a while since Nod-Krai was this rich on the events of such a grand scale.

(Flins sighed, leaning back in his chair and looking around the interior of Flagship, his gaze lingering over some of the visitors that were either entirely new

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"Our preparations are going well. The Doctor may have made the first move on us, but he certainly won't be the one to make the last."

Well, he came here to relax after a load of tiring work, but the opportunity to talk shop with Flins couldn't be passed up.

The fun could come after.

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December 20, 2025 at 10:22 AM
Varka shook his head, allowing the frown he'd normally hold back around others to reveal itself in front of Flins.

He took the events of Moon-Prayer Night personally. Why? Because it was his responsibility to ensure that everyone would have a safe night full of fun memories to look back on -

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Upset was certainly one way to put it.

There was grief and a soft numbness that accompanied it, a feeling he was all too familiar with. There was frustration that would heat one's core— Yet, that heat was absent. Not completely there. And due to it, Flins was forced to move a bit on autopilot, +
Varka's strengths may not have been in matters of intelligence or extensive knowledge - but his charisma was influential, and he'd say he could get a solid read on how the people around him were doing.

Flins was a crucial ally for multiple reasons. The Lightkeepers and Knights of Favonius were

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December 19, 2025 at 12:36 PM
"Our preparations are going well. The Doctor may have made the first move on us, but he certainly won't be the one to make the last."

Well, he came here to relax after a load of tiring work, but the opportunity to talk shop with Flins couldn't be passed up.

The fun could come after.

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(Ah, he couldn’t let this opportunity slip, now, could he? Raising his eyebrows, he claimed matter-of-factly in a calm tone.)

Isn’t for Mondstadt folk any time, be it day or night, prime drinking time?

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"Oh, if it isn't Flins!" Varka was always one to greet his friends warmly - which could be seen as a good or bad thing, depending on how one felt about it. Straight up to Lightkeeper he marched, clapping him on the back with a jovial laugh.

"Hahaha! Isn't it obvious? It's prime drinking time.

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December 19, 2025 at 11:37 AM
"Oh, if it isn't Flins!" Varka was always one to greet his friends warmly - which could be seen as a good or bad thing, depending on how one felt about it. Straight up to Lightkeeper he marched, clapping him on the back with a jovial laugh.

"Hahaha! Isn't it obvious? It's prime drinking time.

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(He was on his way to The Flagship after getting supplies from the town, when he noticed @boreasknight.bsky.social heading the same way. Stopping in his tracks, with a barely noticeable smirk crossing his lips, he nodded in greetings.)

Ah, mister Varka. What brings you here at this hour, my friend?
December 19, 2025 at 6:53 AM
Varka's strengths may not have been in matters of intelligence or extensive knowledge - but his charisma was influential, and he'd say he could get a solid read on how the people around him were doing.

Flins was a crucial ally for multiple reasons. The Lightkeepers and Knights of Favonius were

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"Whether or not he does is a bit irrelevant." But, of course, a bit of amusement shines through nonetheless. A slight smile quirking at his lips as he stayed silent about the well-placed accusation.

He hummed in acknowledgement as Varka pointed out he came here for more than one reason; pausing +
"Ahhhhh, Illuga, huh? You mean that kid who looks up to you?" Varka smirks, confidently, and places a hand on his hip, cocking his head to the side. "Come now, Flins. You already know that 𝘐 know you better than that by now. You aren't trying to shirk some paperwork at a time like this, are you?

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December 19, 2025 at 4:42 AM
Reposted by Grandmaster Varka
.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.

Greetings, I am Kyryll Chudomirovich Flins. In the past, I was customarily addressed as "Chudomirovich" by most — but for simplicity's sake, you can just call me Flins.

.・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。.
December 17, 2025 at 6:55 AM
"Ahhhhh, Illuga, huh? You mean that kid who looks up to you?" Varka smirks, confidently, and places a hand on his hip, cocking his head to the side. "Come now, Flins. You already know that 𝘐 know you better than that by now. You aren't trying to shirk some paperwork at a time like this, are you?

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Raising a brow, he cants his head to the side, eyes flickering down briefly before focusing once more. A quick once over— Nothing more.

"An alliance would be beneficial. But are you sure that you should be having me make these decisions on behalf of the Ratnik? Illuga or Nikita would be much +
"As much as I wanna pick up from where we left off the other night, I'm actually here for a few reasons. I'll cut to the chase, Flins - the Knights of Favonius are seeking an official alliance with the Lightkeepers.

We'll need to work together, and we're short on time. You understand, right?"
December 8, 2025 at 5:49 PM
"As much as I wanna pick up from where we left off the other night, I'm actually here for a few reasons. I'll cut to the chase, Flins - the Knights of Favonius are seeking an official alliance with the Lightkeepers.

We'll need to work together, and we're short on time. You understand, right?"
"And found I've been, it seems. Are you in need of something, Varka?"
December 8, 2025 at 4:10 PM
@hyacinthoexarsit.bsky.social

"... Thought I might find you here."
December 7, 2025 at 7:25 PM