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I'm back from a very long Hiatus!
Reblog this if your muse suffers from PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder).
My muse has been having the same nightmare for weeks now and it’s taking it’s toll. Send me “You look exhausted.” for my muse’s response.
Send ➺to find my muse badly wounded and bleeding after a battle.
"Monsieur Dorian, what's this I hear about skipping meals?" Aiden stood in the doorway of the room. She had her arms crossed against her chest, and an aggravated expression on her face. "Please tell me it isn't true, you need to stay healthy."
Meme:
“What it is is none of your concern. If I grow hungry, I will eat, but as of now, I feel fine.” He hadn’t eaten a meal, but he’d been picking at the nuts and fruit that adorned his desk. He had survived on less for longer, paperwork wouldn’t kill him.
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Maybe she shouldn’t have said anything at all, then this argument wouldn’t have happened. “If you love her cooking so much, why aren’t you eating it? After all, those walnuts won’t last forever.”
Perhaps she should leave, let him finish whatever it was he was doing. Every time they spoke it was another argument, and she was starting to get tired of it. “Fine, eat or don’t, I’m sorry for Interrupting you.”
“Because....I’m clearly not all that hungry?” He repeated, wondering how that part was missed. “Colette will grow tired of me not eating eventually, but she knows that the two men she works for in this house are prone to days of eating nothing, and to days of excess. She’s an Assassin, so she has more to worry about than us meeting our dietary needs every waking moment of her day.”
As he saw it, it was Aiden starting the arguments, yes he was dismissive, but he had also assured her that if he had been truly hungry he would have dropped his work and eaten, but Aiden had been the one throwing insults by calling him a pain. Arno had simply retorted.
"I understand that but still-" She stopped herself. It wasn't worth it, and she wouldn't force the conversion to prolong any further. He has already said he wasn't hungry so there was no way she would be able to change his mind.
She sighed and let her shoulders slumped. "Like I said, I'm sorry. I'll leave you be." She turned her back to him and left the room, closing the door silently behind her.
"Monsieur Dorian, what's this I hear about skipping meals?" Aiden stood in the doorway of the room. She had her arms crossed against her chest, and an aggravated expression on her face. "Please tell me it isn't true, you need to stay healthy."
Meme:
“What it is is none of your concern. If I grow hungry, I will eat, but as of now, I feel fine.” He hadn’t eaten a meal, but he’d been picking at the nuts and fruit that adorned his desk. He had survived on less for longer, paperwork wouldn’t kill him.
She scoffed. “You’re such a pain. It’s been two days, almost three and you haven’t had a full meal since you started working.” She didn’t show it, but she was concerned for his health. “If I make you something will you eat it?”
“I’m the pain? I’m not the one disturbing your work, now am I?” He fired back, cracking a walnut with his bare hand. She did a poor job of hiding her concern if her intention was to do so, which only worked to irritate the man. ‘Why pretend not to care?’ he thought. People die far too often for those you are concerned for not to know it.
“If I haven’t been eating what my cook has been making despite loving her cooking, why would you waste your time cooking for a man who clearly isn’t all that hungry?”
Maybe she shouldn't have said anything at all, then this argument wouldn't have happened. "If you love her cooking so much, why aren't you eating it? After all, those walnuts won't last forever."
Perhaps she should leave, let him finish whatever it was he was doing. Every time they spoke it was another argument, and she was starting to get tired of it. "Fine, eat or don't, I'm sorry for Interrupting you."
"Monsieur Dorian, what's this I hear about skipping meals?" Aiden stood in the doorway of the room. She had her arms crossed against her chest, and an aggravated expression on her face. "Please tell me it isn't true, you need to stay healthy."
Meme:
“What it is is none of your concern. If I grow hungry, I will eat, but as of now, I feel fine.” He hadn’t eaten a meal, but he’d been picking at the nuts and fruit that adorned his desk. He had survived on less for longer, paperwork wouldn’t kill him.
She scoffed. "You're such a pain. It's been two days, almost three and you haven't had a full meal since you started working." She didn't show it, but she was concerned for his health. "If I make you something will you eat it?"
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Reblog if I'm allowed to send you in character asks even if we have never talked before.
Starter call?
I really want to start some new threads
I want to rp w someone that will be so invested in our ship/rp that we eventually become rp best friends and talk every day and not only talk abt our thread but abt our actual lives and all that fun stuff u know ?? is that just me ?? or ?????
Concern, it was one of the main things once he heard the loud shot of a gun, looking down to see if blood was slowly seeping from a wound, the pain not quite kicking in yet. But there was nothing, clean of any gunshot wound, or anything really, though it didn’t stop his eyes from automatically shifting over to Aiden, seeing how she stumbled back a little. Wipping out his own gun, he was quick to aim and pull his trigger, watching them fall to the ground. Stuffing it away, he rushed over to her side and looked at her, that wound. “Love- Aiden.. we gotta get you ‘elp..”
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Her body shook, blood gushed from her wound as she held her hand over it, barely able to put pressure over it. "T-this is nothing." She barely managed to hiss out. Her breathing was haggard, and her vision was beginning to blur. She stumbled again, trying her best to show him she was alright, even if the pain was starting to become unbearable. "Everything is fi--" Her voice trailed off as she fell forward.
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She staggered backwards from the force of the blade plunging into her stomach. Her pupils shrank in fear, knowing all to well what would happen next. The taste of bile rose in her throat, the sickening taste of death overpowered her senses. “J-Jacob,” She looked back at the male behind her. “Are you alright…?”