[dxhlixmuses]

— DAHLIAMUSES; a selective & low activity writing blog, intended to help me improve my writing skills. ran by a. more info beneath the cut.

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muse list: original muses, fandom muses, fandom ocs

i have over ten years of writing/role-playing experience, but i am still aiming to improve my writing which is why i created this blog to help me do so. i'm far more active on my other blog, but i will be working my hardest here.

the rules are simple. eighteen plus, i'm twenty four, i have no interest interacting with children, please do not godmod my oc's, i don't want to be brought into drama & i don't want any bigots on this page.

[dxhlixmuses]

still quite ill but i've been feeling a bit more up to plotting so consider this a small plotting call <3

[classsymemes]

starter call 2.0   feel free to combine prompts !

for  a  happy  starter .

for  a  melancholy  starter .

for  an  excited  starter .

for  an  angry  starter .

for  a  soft  starter .

for  a  silly  starter .

for  an  angsty  starter .

for  a  violent  starter .

for  a  romantic  starter .

for  a  sexual  starter .

for  a  comforting  starter .

for  a  threatening  starter .

for  an  argumentative  starter .

for  an  action / adventure  starter .

for  a  flirtatious  starter .

for  a  loving  starter .

for  a  hostile  starter .

for  an  envious  starter .

for  a  fearful  starter .

for  an  injured / sick  starter .

for  an  urgent  starter .

for  a  celebratory  starter .

for  a  reunion  starter .

for  a  lazy  starter .

for  a  protective  starter .

for  a  domestic  starter .

for  an  intimate  starter .

for  a  weather - based  starter .

for  a  surprised  starter .

for  a  malicious  starter .

for  an  illegal  starter .

for  a  concerned  starter .

for  a  tense  starter .

for  a  sentimental  starter .

for  a  hopeful  starter .

for  a  hopeless  starter .

for  a  guilty  starter .

for  an  embarrassed  starter .

for  an  anxious  starter .

for  a  desperate  starter .

for  a  disappointed  starter .

for  an  aggressive  starter .

for  a  cautious  starter .

for  an  impulsive  starter .

for  a  resentful  starter .

for  a  suspicious  starter .

for  a  conflicted  starter .

for  a  provoked  starter .

for  an  awkward  starter .

for  a  dishonest  starter .

for  a  fatigued  starter .

for  a  grateful  starter .

for  a  flustered  starter .

for  a  vulnerable  starter .

for  a  manipulative  starter .

for  a  professional  starter .

for  a  mischievous  starter .

for  a  relieved  starter .

for  a  cooperative  starter .

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for  an  affectionate  starter .

for  a  cozy  starter .

[raesource]

questions only sentence starters

if you are sending to a multi-muse, remember to specify the muse that the sentence starters are being sent for .

who . . .

“ Who are you? ”

“ Who do you serve? ”

“ Who taught you that? ”

“ Who’s really in control here? ”

“ Who are you running from? ”

“ Who did this to you? ”

“ Who’s coming for us? ”

“ Who do you think I am? ”

“ Who else knows about this? ”

“ Who are you trying to protect? ”

what . . .

“ What are you? ”

“ What do you want from me? ”

“ What are you hiding? ”

“ What were you planning to do? ”

“ What just happened? ”

“ What did you see back there? ”

“ What did you promise them? ”

“ What happens if I don’t let you go? ”

“ What are the rules I’m not supposed to break? ”

“ What happens after the portal closes? ”

where . . .

“ Where did you come from? ”

“ Where are we? ”

“ Where are you going? ”

“ Where were you when it happened? ”

“ Where does this path lead? ”

“ Where did you get that scar? ”

“ Where is everyone else? ”

“ Where should I stand? ”

“ Where did you put the body? ”

“ Where were you hiding all this time? ”

when . . .

“ When did this start? ”

“ When were you going to tell me? ”

“ When was the last time you felt safe? ”

“ When do we leave? ”

“ When did you stop trusting me? ”

“ When does this end? ”

“ When did you realise the truth? ”

“ When do things go wrong? ”

“ When did you choose this path? ”

“ When will you look at me and be honest? ”

how . . .

“ How long have you been watching me? ”

“ How did you survive? ”

“ How much do you remember? ”

“ How are you this calm right now? ”

“ How bad is it? ”

“ How did you know my name? ”

“ How far are you willing to go? ”

“ How many lies have you told me? ”

“ How do you live with this? ”

“ How are we supposed to fix this? ”

are . . .

“ Are you human? ”

“ Are you okay? ”

“ Are you lying to me right now? ”

“ Are you scared? ”

“ Are you tired? ”

“ Are you hiding something? ”

“ Are you bound by oath or by magic? ”

“ Are you trying to start a fight? ”

“ Are you always this dramatic? ”

“ Are you going to explain or just stare? ”

do . . .

“ Do you trust me? ”

“ Do you remember your name? ”

“ Do you remember me? ”

“ Do you miss them? ”

“ Do you always talk this much? ”

“ Do you have any idea what you just did? ”

“ Do you ever sleep? ”

“ Do you want me to stay? ”

“ Do you think I’m stupid? ”

“ Do you believe in fate? ”

have . . .

“ Have you eaten yet? ”

“ Have we met before? ”

“ Have you been here long? ”

“ Have you done this before? ”

“ Have you ever killed someone? ”

“ Have you been lying to me? ”

“ Have you lost anyone? ”

“ Have you forgiven yourself? ”

“ Have you always been like this? ”

“ Have you already chosen a side? ”

is . . .

“ Is this place real? ”

“ Is something bothering you? ”

“ Is that weapon even legal here? ”

“ Is this your idea of a joke? ”

“ Is this your way of flirting? ”

“ Is someone watching us? ”

“ Is it supposed to hurt like this? ”

“ Is there a way out? ”

“ Is this what you wanted? ”

“ Is it too late to turn back? ”

can . . .

“ Can I ask you a weird question? ”

“ Can you hear that? ”

“ Can I trust you? ”

“ Can you keep a secret? ”

“ Can we slow down? ”

“ Can you help me bury a body? ”

“ Can you look at me? ”

“ Can we talk about what happened? ”

“ Can you stop pretending? ”

“ Can you promise me something? ”

will . . .

“ Will you stay with me? ”

“ Will you tell me the truth? ”

“ Will this ever end? ”

“ Will you protect me? ”

“ Will they come back for us? ”

“ Will you remember me? ”

“ Will you choose a side? ”

“ Will you regret this? ”

“ Will you still look at me the same way? ”

“ Will you stop me if I’m wrong? ”

should . . .

“ Should I be worried? ”

“ Should we be running? ”

“ Should I follow you? ”

“ Should I be afraid of you? ”

“ Should we pretend this never happened? ”

“ Should I stay or go? ”

“ Should I believe you? ”

“ Should I be honest with you? ”

“ Should we trust them? ”

“ Should I have come here? ”

would . . .

“ Would you do it again? ”

“ Would you lie to protect me? ”

“ Would this have been different if I had stayed? ”

“ Would you really let me die? ”

“ Would you have saved them instead? ”

“ Would you still care if you knew the truth? ”

“ Would you leave if I asked? ”

“ Would this hurt less if I understood? ”

“ Would you forgive me? ”

“ Would you choose me this time? ”

could . . .

“ Could you survive without me? ”

“ Could this world exist without you? ”

“ Could this get any worse? ”

“ Could you teach me how to do that? ”

“ Could you be wrong? ”

“ Could you be lying to yourself? ”

“ Could you forgive them? ”

“ Could this be a trap? ”

“ Could you handle the truth if I told you? ”

“ Could you live with the consequences? ”

[dxhlixmuses]

still quite ill but i've been feeling a bit more up to plotting so consider this a small plotting call <3

[dxhlixmuses]

not gonna be around for a few days. i've been increasingly ill (plus dealing with horrendous wifi issues) so i'm going to leave my replies & owed starters for a few days until i feel well enough to focus on writing. i'll be around on discord & in ims on here.

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GEORGE R.R MARTIN'S FIRE AND BLOOD QUOTES. all sentences here were taken from the book fire and blood which in part was adapted to hbo's house of the dragon. change pronouns, names and location as you see fit. warning for some foul language and mentions of inc*st.

“Then the storm broke, and the dragons danced.”

“A ruler needs a good head and a true heart, a cock is not essential.”

“Words are wind, but wind can fan a fire.”

 “My father and my uncle fought words with steel and flame. We shall fight words with words, and put out the fires before they start.”

“The seeds of war are oft planted during times of peace.”

“Only you could have won me away from the sea. I came back from the ends of the earth for you.”

“The Iron Throne will go to the man who has the strength to seize it.”

“I fed my last husband to my dragon. If you make me take another, I may eat him myself.”

“Let no man think that the fire of the Targaryens did not burn in his veins.”

“We are as the gods made us. Strong and weak, good and bad, cruel and kind, heroic and selfish. Know that if you would rule over the kingdom of men.”

“This is a night for song and sin and drink, for come the morrow, the virtuous and the vile burn together.”

“Thrones are won with swords, not quills. Spill blood, not ink.”

“Such a fierce little thing she is, she has no need of comfort. They are wrong in that, I fear. All men need comfort.”

“When the gods are silent, lords and kings will make themselves heard.”

“I do not have the time for tears.”

“Pride goes before a fall.”

“It is always winter now.”

“I will not fight you, nor will I kneel to you. Dorne has no king. Tell your brother that.”

“But we will come again, Princess, and the next time we shall come with fire and blood.”

“Surely the Mother Above loved my children more. She took so many of them away from me.”

“The tradition amongst the Targaryens had always been to marry kin to kin. Wedding brother to sister was thought to be ideal. Failing that, a girl might wed an uncle, a cousin, or a nephew, a boy a cousin, aunt, or niece.”

“ This practice went back to Old Valyria, where it was common amongst many of the ancient families, particularly those who bred and rode dragons.”

“The blood of the dragon must remain pure, the wisdom went. ”

“Familiarity is the father of acceptance.”

“Brother, you need never kneel to me again. We shall rule this realm together, you and I.”

“All men are sinners.”

“You rose up in rebellion against your lawful queen and helped drive her from this city to her death.”

“We came here to be free of Old Valyria, and your Targaryens are Valyrian to the bone.”

“They practiced blood magic and other dark arts as well, delving deep into the earth for secrets best left buried and twisting the flesh of beasts and men to fashion monstrous and unnatural chimeras. For there sins the gods in their wroth struck them down.”

“She has such a tender heart. Give me time, and I will find a lord to cherish her.”

“Not every Targaryen needs to wield a sword and ride a dragon.”

“I would sooner she wed a lord, but if she prefers a hedge knight or a merchant or Pate the Pig Boy, I am past the point of caring, so long as she picks someone.”

“If she wants I can find a hundred men and line them up before her naked, and she can pick the one she likes.”

“I'll have no songs about how brave you died, Kingmaker. There's tens o'thousands dead on your account.”

“Who can presume to know the heart of a dragon?”

“The Red Keep has its secrets, known only to the dead.”

“He bound the land together, and made of seven kingdoms, one.”

“Sixteen Targaryens followed Aegon the Dragon to the Iron Throne, before the dynasty was at last toppled in Robert’s Rebellion. “

“Dorne has danced with dragons before, I would sooner sleep with scorpions.”

“Winter’s here. Time for us to go. No better way to die than sword in hand.”

“The High Septon was the true king of Westeros, in all but name.”

“I will leave the making of law to you, brother, I would sooner make sons.”

“And with his death, the war of ravens and envoys and marriage pacts came to an end, and the war of fire and blood began in earnest.”

“Paying coin to the usurper is proof of naught but treason.”

“Poison was regarded as a coward’s weapon, and lacking in honor.”

“For both the blacks and the greens, blood called to blood for vengeance.”

“It was a good time, a golden autumn, a time of peace and plenty. But winter was coming.”

“The confidence of youth counts for little against the cunning of age.”

“Thankfully I proved too small for the wolf to notice.”

“Such stories make for charming songs, but poor history.”

“Why be a lord when you can be a king?”

“Only the gods truly know the hearts of men, and women are full as strange.”

“Whatever her powers, it would seem Daemon Targaryen was immune to them, for little is heard of this supposed sorceress whilst the prince held Harrenhal.”

“They called themselves the Winter Wolves.”

“We have come to die for the dragon queen.”

“Under the terms of the pact, the prince’s firstborn daughter would be sent north at the age of seven, to be fostered at Winterfell until such time as she was old enough to marry Lord Cregan’s heir.”

“For the rank and file of the City Watch still loved Daemon Targaryen, the Prince of the City who had commanded them of old.”

“We are done with writing letters.”

“The North was too remote to be of much import in the fight.”

“The Dance of the Dragons is the flowery name bestowed upon the savage internecine struggle for the Iron Throne of Westeros fought between two rival branches of House Targaryen during the years 129 to 131 AC.”

“His mount was blood-red Caraxes, fiercest of all the young dragons in the Dragonpit.”

“The bells began to ring on the tenth day of the third moon of 129 AC, tolling the end of a reign.”

“These happy bastards were said to have been “born of dragonseed,” and in time became known simply as “seeds.”

“House Tyrell would take no part in this struggle.”

“For all the vaunted strength of its walls, King’s Landing fell in less than a day.”

“This is a night for song and sin and drink, for come the morrow, the virtuous and the vile burn together.”

“How many came to see the crowning remains a matter of dispute.”

“This we do know: Cregan Stark and Jacaerys Velaryon reached an accord, and signed and sealed the agreement that Grand Maester Munkun calls “the Pact of Ice and Fire” in his True Telling.”

“Here I have you to myself, day and night,when we go back, I shall be fortunate to snatch an hour with you, for every man in Westeros will want a piece of you."

“I have the dragon’s bastard in me.”

[dxhlixmuses]

have major muse for arlyn tonight so like this for something from her <3 specify if you'd modern arlyn or regular arlyn.

[dxhlixmuses]

- plotted starter for @mysterymanjoseph.

✎ Persephone dipped under the water, idly cleaning the grime that had acquired over the few days since her last dip. She had never expected inland to be so dirty at times. She was hardly complaining, though, the adventure was thrilling. She didn't hear Joseph's approach, not until she lifted her head from under the water, a slightly surprised expression, though she was covered from her chest down. It wasn't too scandalous, not that she cared. ❝ Oh, Joseph, I didn't hear you. I thought everyone else was asleep. ❞

[mysterymanjoseph]

He thinks a moment, then says, "Whiskers are itchy, cause me all sorts of distraction, I don't think Dagger likes them as well." At her offer, he says, "Well, if you can shave a man on a swaying ship, without decapitating him, that means you have some skill,....I might take you up on your offer Percy."

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❝ Well, I like them, but I suppose I understand, ❞ she said, her hand moving against his jawline again, eyes wandering over his face. She smiled, pleased with the compliment. ❝ I like to think I do. I haven't been the cause of many scars recently, ❞ she commented, her tone light and teasing.

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- plotted starter for @mysterymanjoseph.

✎ Persephone dipped under the water, idly cleaning the grime that had acquired over the few days since her last dip. She had never expected inland to be so dirty at times. She was hardly complaining, though, the adventure was thrilling. She didn't hear Joseph's approach, not until she lifted her head from under the water, a slightly surprised expression, though she was covered from her chest down. It wasn't too scandalous, not that she cared. ❝ Oh, Joseph, I didn't hear you. I thought everyone else was asleep. ❞

[mysterymanjoseph]

He thinks a moment, then says, "Whiskers are itchy, cause me all sorts of distraction, I don't think Dagger likes them as well." At her offer, he says, "Well, if you can shave a man on a swaying ship, without decapitating him, that means you have some skill,....I might take you up on your offer Percy."

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❝ Well, I like them, but I suppose I understand, ❞ she said, her hand moving against his jawline again, eyes wandering over his face. She smiled, pleased with the compliment. ❝ I like to think I do. I haven't been the cause of many scars recently, ❞ she commented, her tone light and teasing.

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— muse: ramona de fonollosa, thief. plot: ramona is chased out of a town in the middle of a snowstorm and your muse saves her. your muse could be a fellow thief, a towns member or just a kind civilian. open to anyone! @indiestarter

✎ Ramona had been running all night. She was completely numb, frozen to the bone. She hadn't even had the time to dress appropriately for the weather, but she would have lost her life if she stayed. She wanted to go out fighting if she were to die. She had to try to survive. She had grabbed her knife and ran off into the snowy night and into the snowy forest. She didn't know how long or how far she'd run, but her adrenaline was beginning to fade away. She slowed as she ran, eventually falling onto her front. She hit her head, drifting off into unconsciousness.

It was morning when she woke up. Her head spun as she forced herself to sit up, examining herself. Her skin was pale, clearly suffering from the cold. Her knees and arms were painfully scratched, cut, and bruised as a result of her dash through the forest. She could feel blood freezing on her face, too, from a cut on her cheek. She turned when she heard footsteps, her eyes wide. ❝ Th-They forced me outta town. You gotta help me, please. You wouldn't leave a girl to freeze, would ya? ❞

[mysterymanjoseph]

He says, "It is, I own a fair size parcel here." No need to tell the woman the parcel is several square miles in size. He says, "Well, they took things to the extreme, when you are up to it, I can go with you and help you get your things, I don't think the will mess with you if I am nearby." He tops a hill, his campsite visible lower down on a flat space.

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Ramona nodded, relieved that she'd been lucky enough to been chased out of the town when he was on his land. She'd be dead in a few hours, otherwise. She pulled her mind off of it. She shook her head. ❝ I-I'm okay. I don't.. None of it is worth going back for, ❞ she reassured, though she appreciated the offer. Everything of value was back in the penthouse the government had given her in her home country and that was a phone call away. She closed her eyes, the cold making her incredibly drowsy. ❝ I just need some rest and I'll be out of your hair. ❞

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[dxhlixmuses]

- plotted starter for @mysterymanjoseph.

✎ Persephone dipped under the water, idly cleaning the grime that had acquired over the few days since her last dip. She had never expected inland to be so dirty at times. She was hardly complaining, though, the adventure was thrilling. She didn't hear Joseph's approach, not until she lifted her head from under the water, a slightly surprised expression, though she was covered from her chest down. It wasn't too scandalous, not that she cared. ❝ Oh, Joseph, I didn't hear you. I thought everyone else was asleep. ❞

[mysterymanjoseph]

He says, "Alright, because you insist, Percy, but, I might slip up occasionally." He returns her splash, then says, "Well, I let my shaving slip for a few days, I have a tendency to cut myself, an actual barber is far safer for me." His resistance to his body is failing, if the water were cold, it would be of great help."

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She laughed at the splash, quite pleased with teasing. ❝ I think you should. It'd suit you, ❞ she said, moving closer to him, trailing her hand along his jaw. ❝ I can try help you, if you'd like. I used to help some of the men with their hair on the ship, ❞ she offered. She moved her hand to rest on his shoulder.

[dxhlixmuses]

— muse: ramona de fonollosa, thief. plot: ramona is chased out of a town in the middle of a snowstorm and your muse saves her. your muse could be a fellow thief, a towns member or just a kind civilian. open to anyone! @indiestarter

✎ Ramona had been running all night. She was completely numb, frozen to the bone. She hadn't even had the time to dress appropriately for the weather, but she would have lost her life if she stayed. She wanted to go out fighting if she were to die. She had to try to survive. She had grabbed her knife and ran off into the snowy night and into the snowy forest. She didn't know how long or how far she'd run, but her adrenaline was beginning to fade away. She slowed as she ran, eventually falling onto her front. She hit her head, drifting off into unconsciousness.

It was morning when she woke up. Her head spun as she forced herself to sit up, examining herself. Her skin was pale, clearly suffering from the cold. Her knees and arms were painfully scratched, cut, and bruised as a result of her dash through the forest. She could feel blood freezing on her face, too, from a cut on her cheek. She turned when she heard footsteps, her eyes wide. ❝ Th-They forced me outta town. You gotta help me, please. You wouldn't leave a girl to freeze, would ya? ❞

[mysterymanjoseph]

Joseph moves closer, then positions his arms, then sweeps the woman off her feet, carrying her bridal style back towards his camp. He says, "We can overnight at the camp, then get you back to my cabin in the morning, it is too far to try now, night is coming fast." He nods, then says, "If it is the same town I'm thinking of, those folks are pretty suspicious and paranoid, make anyone that has not lived there for 20 years feel very unwelcome."

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She leant into his touch, incredibly relieved. She nodded when he spoke, somewhat confused. ❝ Is th-this your land? ❞ She asked. She hadn't learnt much about the land or the towns around it. She hadn't been in town very long, at all. She had barely been able to establish herself in the town. ❝ I was barely in town a day. I-I didn't even unpack my bag, ❞ she said, suddenly relieved she packed light. At least she didn't lose many belongings like she had when she left her home country.

[dxhlixmuses]

- plotted starter for @mysterymanjoseph.

✎ Persephone dipped under the water, idly cleaning the grime that had acquired over the few days since her last dip. She had never expected inland to be so dirty at times. She was hardly complaining, though, the adventure was thrilling. She didn't hear Joseph's approach, not until she lifted her head from under the water, a slightly surprised expression, though she was covered from her chest down. It wasn't too scandalous, not that she cared. ❝ Oh, Joseph, I didn't hear you. I thought everyone else was asleep. ❞

[mysterymanjoseph]

He says, "Well, considering you spend most of your time on it, that would seem natural Persephone." He remains still as she approaches, feeling his maleness stir, and he uses what will power he has to fight it waking up.

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❝ I've told you, you can call me Percy, ❞ she said with a smile as she playfully splashed him, unaware of his arousal, though her own was steadily rising up. ❝ I like how gruff you get on the trail, you know, it suits you, makes you more handsome. ❞

[dxhlixmuses]

- plotted starter for @mysterymanjoseph.

✎ Persephone dipped under the water, idly cleaning the grime that had acquired over the few days since her last dip. She had never expected inland to be so dirty at times. She was hardly complaining, though, the adventure was thrilling. She didn't hear Joseph's approach, not until she lifted her head from under the water, a slightly surprised expression, though she was covered from her chest down. It wasn't too scandalous, not that she cared. ❝ Oh, Joseph, I didn't hear you. I thought everyone else was asleep. ❞

[mysterymanjoseph]

He should wait until she is done and returned to camp, he really should, but, he can't seem to stop himself for some reason. He says, "Well, if there is enough room." He walks over to where a low hanging branch from a tree offers a good place to hang his clothes, then begins to strip, hanging everything on the branch, leaning his swords against the trunk of the tree. Then, clad in only his breech cloth, he enters the water, still keeping some distance from her. He says, "You right, just warm enough."

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[dxhlixmuses]

She watched him as he stripped, pleasantly surprised by his body. It wasn't like she hadn't seen bodies before, but his nice. Lean, but built, not too scrawny or too built that it was intimidating to her. ❝ I tend to be an expert on all things water, ❞ she said with a smile, her gaze lingering on Joseph as she moved back into the water, closer to him.

[dxhlixmuses]

— muse: ramona de fonollosa, thief. plot: ramona is chased out of a town in the middle of a snowstorm and your muse saves her. your muse could be a fellow thief, a towns member or just a kind civilian. open to anyone! @indiestarter

✎ Ramona had been running all night. She was completely numb, frozen to the bone. She hadn't even had the time to dress appropriately for the weather, but she would have lost her life if she stayed. She wanted to go out fighting if she were to die. She had to try to survive. She had grabbed her knife and ran off into the snowy night and into the snowy forest. She didn't know how long or how far she'd run, but her adrenaline was beginning to fade away. She slowed as she ran, eventually falling onto her front. She hit her head, drifting off into unconsciousness.

It was morning when she woke up. Her head spun as she forced herself to sit up, examining herself. Her skin was pale, clearly suffering from the cold. Her knees and arms were painfully scratched, cut, and bruised as a result of her dash through the forest. She could feel blood freezing on her face, too, from a cut on her cheek. She turned when she heard footsteps, her eyes wide. ❝ Th-They forced me outta town. You gotta help me, please. You wouldn't leave a girl to freeze, would ya? ❞

[mysterymanjoseph]

He can see she can barely move, saying, "If you won't be creeped out, I can carry you, or at least put an arm around you to help steady you Miss." "I'm Joseph, how did you end up way out here, you are not a hiker, that is certain." He thinks, "Like she is on the run, or something worse maybe, I could be getting myself into world's of trouble right now."

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❝ That'd be nice, ❞ she said with a nod as she stopped moving, relieved to be able to get off her feet. She felt tired and sore, every part of her ached. She wanted to lie down and warm up. She didn't want to die in some forest in the dead of winter, especially after surviving so many heists and gunfights. ❝ Th-They chased me outta town. Thought I stole something, ❞ she lied. She was sure that any proof of her crimes were long gone at this point.