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kokonoe mercury / nobody housing: district delta affiliated with citta-alveare

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The tone and the absolute Nihilism of this video terrifies me beyond reason

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Do you think Blake has a nice ass?

“Definitely!”

“I really hope no one else heard that…”

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She knows.

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"Truth serum thingy! What's a guy gotta do to get on you 'good side'?

“Simply put, I don’t have a good side.” She said with a sigh and a lash of her tails. “I don’t do the whole... Friendship is magic! thing.”

“If you want a straight answer, just give me space. And keep your nose out of my shit.”

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Truth Serum!: your muses can now ask mine anything and they will be forced to answer honestly!

Or you can send anons!

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tortorem:

“ Eh, fair enough miss. I won’t be makin any unwanted advances anytime soon.” He was many things but he’d never give someone attention if they didn’t want it, well at least not THAT kind of attention. He walked beside her, though still keeping a respectful distance. “I know a few good places around her, I’m fairly well known here, doubt anyone will give us trouble.” He said, sticking his hands firmly in his pockets.

As they made their way to one of his favorite places, he gave her a sly grin. “I wouldn’t mind beating the shit out of most people in this city if you wanna know the truth, I kinda already have. Name’s Yamori by the way.”

“You take a hint better than most people. Good on you.” Kokonoe said with a light smirk, the first show of emotion she’d given the ghoul this entire time. Granted, it was smug and dismissive, but emotion regardless. “Mm. Lucky lucky me. I haven’t bothered leaving District Delta- can’t be assed.” She said with a roll of her shoulders and a pop of her neck.

“Mm? That’s good to know.” Kokonoe wasn’t the biggest fan of needless violence. Yeah, sure, she’d use force (usually Tager) if she needed to, but she preferred to lay low. “I’m not exactly one to leave the house. Too much shit to do there.” His introduction got her attention. A folded ear twitched once and she gave the ghoul a once-over again.

“Professor Kokonoe Mercury. Kokonoe works just fine.” A wave of her hand. “Call me ‘Koko’ or anything like that and I’ll blast your ass into next Tuesday.”

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tortorem:

“ Hmmmmm.” Oh he liked her, blunt, no thought to manners. She might just make it out of this exchange alive if she keeps this up. The odor emanating from her made his mouth salivate, he wanted to swallow her whole, yet he couldn’t help but feel another primal instinct when he looked upon her. Yamori felt a twinge of irritation when he realized he was attracted to her. This damn bimbo was turning him into a furry. 

“ Now now, never said you were ugly, just not what I’m used to.” He placed his thumb and index finger under his chin as if he were in deep thought. “ I won’t keep ya from leavin, but why not stay a sec hmmm? I could buy you a drink or somethin? Maybe beat up some jack asses you don’t like, excluding myself of course.”

The hum and the way this man looked at her rubbed her the wrong way, Kokonoe would admit that much. There was an almost predatory look in his eyes, one that distinctly reminded the scientist of a particular Mad Dog. The suit and the flirting reminded her of two other people she’d rather not think about.

Distaste and annoyance aside, she kept her expression indifferent.

“Beating up jackasses I don’t like sounds pretty tempting, I’ll give you that.” She said with a disinterested glance towards her claws. “Though, that’s a pretty large group of people you’d be kicking the shit out of. A good chunk of population in this city.” She snorted and rolled her eyes, “Or the “scientists” behind all of this.”

The beastwoman paused in thought for a moment before giving the ghoul another look over. “... Though, I’m not opposed to getting a drink or two. Don’t try any shit, and maybe I’ll stick around for longer than five minutes or so.”

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tortorem:

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    “ You know, if I hadn't been in this city for so long you’d probably freak me the fuck out.” Yamori smirked from behind the fox looking woman. How many times had he seen people like her? He’d honestly lost track of all the creatures in this city, though there were people who found his kind strange so perhaps he had no reason to complain.

“So, you some kinda bad ass huh? Magic powers? Weird ass weapons? C’mon now, you gotta have something with those ears.”

She turned to face the man behind her with a look of indifference. Her brows raised just slightly as she craned her head backwards to get a proper look at this frog-faced fuck who decided to grace her with his unwanted presence. 

“You aren’t exactly a sight for sore eyes yourself.” Though she was inwardly fuming, she kept her expression relatively flat. Her tails lashed aimlessly behind her as the blonde began running his mouth.

“Are you done, now?” A flat response, bordering on the annoyed side of things. “I had both of those things before the scientists here “nerfed” me, for lack of a better term. Neither of them had shit to do with my ears.”

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Her lip curled in mild disgust and her ears swiveled backwards as she watched, perhaps in horror, this particular human down a thing of protein before her very eyes. She’d been watching this particular man run laps around the district for quite some time now as she tweaked and worked at what looked to be a prototype for a miniature drill-hammer. It wasn’t as large as her one back home, but it’d certainly do for now.

Watching this health nut go back and forth did, however, spark some impish inspiration in Kokonoe. A sly smirk pulled onto her face. There was a rustle of something beside her- a bag, by the sounds of it- and later on a rather loud crunch.

She’d never understand people like this guy. Too much physical exercise was fucking exhausting. Kokonoe didn’t really say anything as she watched, feline-like pupils nothing but mere slits. Maybe, just maybe, she’d get some kind of angry-ass reaction out of this meathead. Now that’d be funny.

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The sigh that left Kokonoe’s mouth sounded more like a groan as someone walked right into her, bonking their head against the back of her legs. A folded ear swiveled backwards and a growl stretched onto her features as she turned around to glare at the turquoise little gremlin behind her.

“What in the fresh hell are you?”

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“Hey. Shalem.”

Well, someone was certainly on Kokonoe’s good side if she was not only willing to approach them in person to talk, but was calling them by their name. The scientist had been holed away in isolation for a few days ever since she was given a cellphone and a computer. The less social interaction, the better.

“You’ve been in this city a while, and you’re one of the only people I can tolerate around here. Mind telling me what that whole... mass sleep epidemic was about? I know for a damn fact it wasn’t natural.” A swish of her tails. “Am I wrong in thinking those higher ups had something t’do with it?”

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Nobody > Citizen

It was about damn time Kokonoe got her hands on an alternate method of communication. Going out of her way to meet people in person and talk to them was fucking exhausting. The scientist wasted no time getting cozy in her little hut in District Delta, rather content with the new addition of an actual computer and a swivel chair to boot.

Kicking her legs up on her desk and idly shifting her Silvervine lollipop from one cheek to the other, she tapped out a quick text- to one individual in particular. It was in a rare moment of... concern. Worry. The feeling was annoying at best- leaving an irritating pinch in the center of her chest.

It’d go away if she got this shit over with.

TO: Celica A. Mercury ( @pureheartedmiracle ) FROM: Professor Kokonoe Mercury

[ txt ] Celica. [ txt ] It’s Kokonoe. I have an alternative method of communication with you now. Meaning you don’t need to come bother me in person anymore if you have any questions, concerns, etc. [ txt ] In fact, don’t come near my lab at all. [ txt ] Stay at home with... what’s her face? Blake? Her. Stay with her and take it easy, understood? [ txt ] It’s fucking stupid to run around stressing yourself out when your mind’s not mentally fit. [ txt ] And before you tell me “Oh, I’m fine!”; please realize you’re talking to someone who can pinpoint distinct changes in behavioral pattern. Last I checked, you not coming to pester me every other day isn’t normal for you. So don’t pull that horseshit on me, got it?

A pause, and as an afterthought:

[ txt ] When you’re feeling better- and only if you’re feeling better- bring Minerva over. She needs tune-ups. The condition she’s in is abysmal.

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coronaupper:

☆ “‘Seen’ or ‘come up with’? I’ve heard a lot of weird crap from Tager on missions, you know.”

“... Remind me to have a few words with him the next time I see him, would you?”

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pureheartedmiracle:

“Miss Kokonoe, you really need to go home. Like, right now.” She’s dragging her back to their apartment with Minerva’s help. Kokonoe don’t make this anymore worse then it already is.

“What the fu--” That’s an offended yell from Kokonoe. Given the growl that followed, she’s right pissed on top of that. “Celica! Minerva! Both of you get the hell off of me!” 

You make one comment about kinks and your aunt swoops in to try and stop you from corrupting the youth.

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“You’re all acting like handcuffs are the kinkiest shit in the world.” She’s disinterested enough to not look up from whatever she’s tinkering with. “That’s nothing compared to some of the stuff I’ve seen.” That was said with a bit of a smirk. One hell of a smirk, actually. She looks smug.

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Yeah. She needs to lock her little hut up to make sure no uninvited squirrels show up.

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benny-tops-gecko:

“Well it was this or billards and i ain’t looking to lose caps over that.” A shrug, holding out the pipboy on his wrist. “And i meant this thing. Piece of prewar tech but it somehow tracks position. You’d think after all the nukes the satellites would’ve been affected too.”

She’s not even going to comment on the billards thing. Personal space? What the fuck is that? Kokonoe’s sticking her nose right into that piece of tech in front of her. If it wasn’t attached to some man, she’d be drooling all over it in seconds. She’d been starved of proper technology- she didn’t even have a damn phone, for fuck’s sake.

Face to face conversation was exhausting, mind you.

“... I don’t know what nukes you’re referring to.” Just going to brush that out of the way- she’d bring that up later, probably. “So this just tracks your location?” She’s not even asking permission to grab Benny’s arm and move it a bit closer so she can get a better look at the Pip Boy. Christ, it was clunky and primitive looking.

“Does it do anything else?” Just please, for the love of God, don’t let her tinker with it. “Did it do anything else before you showed up in this hellhole? Those “scientists” have a knack for downgrading everything to the point they’re basically useless.”

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hewwo i’m trying to get some muse back for kokonoe bc i love a girl like this for a quick sentence starter! sorry in advance if she’s rude and an ass just...... expect that from her at this point. uncapped until further notice!