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2:51am.
That was the time according to her clock. Yet again Sandrone has been abruptly woken up in the early hours of the morning. Only four hours of straight sleep this time. The source? Singing from the most recently added member of the Fatui Harbingers, Columbina.
The Tsaritsa saw fit to add this supposed moon goddess just two weeks ago and since then the Damselette has taken to singing every night outside her room without fail! No amount of nagging or passive aggressiveness seemed to get through to the seemingly dense Columbina, who just continued to sing that lullaby of hers.
It wasn’t just the singing getting on her nerves! There were also the sly remarks and responses she’d receive, rage baiting as some of the newer recruits called them. There was also Columbina’s abysmal tableside manners, seriously you’d think a goddess would eat her food in a more dignified manner instead of trying to scoff down entire croissants in a single bite. Also, despite being a new addition to the Fatui, she was already ranked Third of the Harbingers while she, whose been a harbinger far longer, is ranked as the rather lowly Seventh. What’s up with that?!
She checked the clock again, 2:55am. Columbina was still singing. Retribution is overdue. However that’d be complicated given that, technically, Columbina outranks her and the Tsaritsa explicitly forbids any violent actions amongst Harbingers. ARGH what to do about her!
With violence out of the question Sandrone found herself stumped. In a moment of rage, she kicked the closest wall out of frustration. Staring down at her shoe gave her realization, Columbina was always barefoot. The Seventh Harbinger bolted to her workshop first thing at sunrise; an idea having been formed.
The time was now 10:57pm, Columbina was about to start her song. Sandrone opened her door to invite her inside, specifically to show off her creation: a chair with a stockade attached to the end. Reveling her confused look, Sandrone explained to Columbina that, being the latest member of the Fatui, she has yet to undo the rookie initiation process before opening the stocks and motioned her to get in.
Columbina did exactly that, not even as much as peep as Sandrone closed the stocks around her ankles. With her dainty size 8s fastened in place, the moon goddess was asked a simple question: are you ticklish?
The answer Sandrone received did not satisfy her. Columbina wordlessly tilted her head like a curious dog. That would not do. So the ‘initiation’ began in earnest and boy was the response much more to Sandrone’s liking. Columbina’s laughter is quite the satisfying song.
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here we have, the sketch for victim box 67 wich is Columbina
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