Mei: “Happy Christmas Leena! I got chocolates for you! People like chocolates, right? So yeah! I would’ve made them myself, but I’m bad at making food stuff… but! Christmas! Yay!”

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Mei: “Happy Christmas Leena! I got chocolates for you! People like chocolates, right? So yeah! I would’ve made them myself, but I’m bad at making food stuff… but! Christmas! Yay!”
[i’m back to ngc to rp! i’ll be making a few changes on the blog but if there’s someone out there who would like to do so with my characters i’d be happy to have them interact!!]
Kraatz: ... /reaches down and pets Leena's head, ruffling her hair; ... (Payback)
"?????? Oh boy, you're asking for it"
Send me "That looks good on you!" and your muse will find my muse wearing... (roll a d20 or generate a number from 1-20!)
1: a hoodie, jeans and sneakers
2: ballroom wear
3: an oversized t-shirt
4: a kimono or yukata
5: a dress shirt and slacks
6: the asker's clothing
7: traditional clothing of the muse's heritage
8: a maid outfit
9: hot pants and a crop top
10: a suit of futuristic armour
11: an animal-themed onesie
12: a flower crown
13: signature outfit of a favourite character
14: royalty dress
15: their career clothing
16: their swimwear
17: a suit of medieval armour
18: signature outfit of a favourite superhero
19: a tropical print button-up shirt and denim shorts
20: something of the mun's choice
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bun didn’t actually fall asleep!! bunnies flop over like this when they feel safe and comfortable in their environment. they rarely stretch out and lay down because they’re prey animals, so when ur bun does completely lays on their side or their back, it means they feel 10000% safe around you
This is one of the cutest things I’ve ever seen in my life
Send me "Reminisce" for a memory my Muse holds dear. Send me "Flashback" for a memory they'd rather forget.
Cabe -> Cyrus: That sounds painful~ [[ 8) ]]
"D-Does it…?", Cyrus replied. Having a conversation about such… topics surely wasn’t what he’d usually do. Then again, holding a small chat with the other man had suddenly led their words into deep waters; things… Cyrus would rather avoid commenting, yet now… it was inevitable.
"Mm, yeah, it does," Cabe replies. He circles the rim of his glass with the tip of his finger before grabbing the step, taking a sip of his cocktail. "I mean, stilettos.. That’d leave punctures if you’re not careful… Which can lead to scars.."
He trails off for a moment and stares off into the wall, looking thoughtful, before he shakes his head and chuckles. “Surprisingly enough stuff like that isn’t allowed where I work, but maybe I should try it out, if it’s as nice as you say,” he says, giving the other a wink. “Can’t really blame you after all.. Pain is really.. stimulating.”
"Scars... My healing process... doesn't leave time... for that to happen", the wizard explained, drinking down his second scotch."A-Ah... M-My case is... a little...", he managed to say, almost spitting his drink out. The wizard pulled his sleeve up to his mouth, cleaning the corners of his lips in an attempt to regain composure. "First time... I hear anyone... say that", Cyrus tried his best to brush off the feeling of embarrassment and the ever rising sensation of blood rushing to his cheeks.
"Yes I am…", Leena replied, petting the girl’s head in a gentle manner, she hugged her softly before pondering about what she could do next."Mei sweetie, would you like to go somewhere with me?", the young woman asked, thinking about the perfect place to distract her and calm...
"Okay then! We're going to have an only-girls night then~", she settled, holding Mei's hand to keep her close, moving away from the alleyway at a moderate pace trying not to simply drag the other. The walk was kind of lengthy. To avoid letting a tense atmosphere uprise, Leena softly hummed one of her melodies as they steadily went through a labyrinth of narrow streets. "I don't think I've ever shown this place to anyone", the young woman muttered, her heels clicking against the floor in front of a small building of a rather fancy appearance. "I work here part time while they let me use the upper floor", Leena scoured down her purse, bringing out a small card. "I have a small studio upstairs", she added, evading the front entrance to the building, thus reaching out for a smaller one at the far corner. A set of old looking stairs led onto an open space right at the top of the building where the ceiling seemed to be made of mere glass. Scrolls of fabric laid out by the entrance, close to each other as if stopping themselves from trying to meet the wooden floor. A few mannequins wore unfinished outfits of all sorts; the pieces pinned and not yet sewed. A bunch of papers remained on top of an old blackened desk, upon them were countless of designs of the woman's; her pride and at times the source of her frustration. Leena slowly headed upstairs, waiting for Mei to join her in as she had let go out her hand just before entering. "Welcome to my very own palace", she said jokingly, yet with a spark of pride in her tone of voice.
"Mei killed… Mei killed…!" She took shaky breaths, trembling hands holding Leena’s shirt, trying to find comfort in her arms and still being unsettled. She held her breath, trying to stop her crying, but it just slowed it down to small hiccuping gasps.
Leena is safe, Leena is alive, Leena is okay, Mei repeated in her head, slumping against Leena. “Leena’s okay, Leena’s safe…” she said out loud as though to solidify her thoughts, nuzzling into her neck, exhausted and drained.
"Yes I am...", Leena replied, petting the girl's head in a gentle manner, she hugged her softly before pondering about what she could do next."Mei sweetie, would you like to go somewhere with me?", the young woman asked, thinking about the perfect place to distract her and calm her down.
The soft thud from the door snuffs out the uneasy atmosphere, and with a shaky breath Tate leans on the panel, nearly sinking to the floor. There it is again - that weird sensation filtering across his nose - and the raven sneezes once, twice. “Why—” he starts, losing the words to another sneeze.
Tate spots a familiar mess of bluish locks down the hall. Jumping to his feet, he steps closer, holding out his arms. “It’s just me, hello,” he sings, but his footsteps stop as quickly as they’d started.
His arms loosely in front of him, Tate squints at Cyrus’ face, zeroing in on the blemish of ink splashed over his eyes. His eyes move to the wizard’s hands, his clothing - nearly all of him stained with that irritating liquid.
"Cyrus!" he snaps, stomping his heel on the floor. "What’d you do? Why’s it all over you? On your face? Cyrus!”
"C-Calm down...", the young man carefully extended one of his hands, trying to find the other by touch and by the memory of the other's height and mannerisms. Cyrus found the raven's jet black locks, tracing the shape up until his cheeks, sighing in relief at the familiar feeling.
"I was careless... it got into my eyes...", he took his hand away to point at his face, rubbing with the sleep of his shirt some of the remnants upon his eyelids, feeling the unrestlessness taking a toll up his body. "I could...take it out... but... i'm--", he managed to pronounced, just before feeling of his legs giving in to the exhaustion. "I'm tired... that's... what i meant... to say", he brushed it off, putting his weight upon the wall for support.
Closed RP
Countless of times had the wizard woken up from his sleep to get a drink, always feeling agitated and restless yet... At that moment it wasn't cold sweat and bad memories distorted upon the lairs of his internal dreamland but instead the intense heat enveloping his body.
He could feel the blood rushing fast as in his head all sort of scenarios played along, messing him even more. Blue locks stuck to his face because of the fever, his cheeks a bright red as the rest of his body. Even the one on his back felt the strange feeling of arousal rendering the wizard useless as he managed to get to the kitchen. Realizing that having a cold shower might end up getting him sick, he settled for just a glass of water with ice cubes instead.
Standing before the refrigerator, his trembling fingers opened the upper door. Cyrus tried to take out the ice tray as quick as he could, accidentally letting it go. The small pieces of ice crumbled upon de floor with countless clamoring thuds. Rapidly closing the small door, the wizard hurried to pick up the ice cubes, finding it unbelievably difficult not to focus on the tingling feeling of pain that they caused upon the tip of his fingers; trying not to make matters worse. 'Hope.. I didn't wake... him up...', the young man thought, biting down the embarrasing sounds that fought to freed from his lips.
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Head snapping up at the sound of her voice, Mei whispered, “Leena…!” before tackling the other girl in a crushing hug, hysterically sobbing. ”Mei didn’t mean to, didn’t mean to!” she said, frantically checking her for stab wounds that weren’t there. She couldn’t find anything, but she was still worried, still unable to differentiate between dreams and reality. ”Mei didn’t mean to… I didn’t…!”
She could still feel blood on her hands and it made her sick. ”I’m sorry,” she mumbled, her hysteria morphing into exhaustion. ”Mei didn’t want to kill… didn’t want to… not Leena…” She could still hear the scream of murderer loud and clear, and she couldn’t stop apologizing for something that hadn’t even happened.
"W-Wh--", Leena pulled back one of her legs to support the body Mei was fervently hugging on a rush. The young girl was taken aback by the sobbing figure of the other, barely understanding her words. "I have no idea what happened...", she interrupted, petting the young girl's head gently, hugging her with her other arm with that small frame of hers.
"But it's all okay Mei... it's all okay", seeing the reflection of her once little brother upon the sobbing girl, Leena hugged the other softly.
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Looks like fun ~ ♨ for Kraatz and Cyrus!]]
10. Our muses enjoy a relaxing bath under the stars.
Hot springs weren’t exactly the kind of place Cyrus would frequent, mostly because his shop kept him incredibly busy most of the time. He had decided to finally try them out, having reserved two nights at one of the local hotels.
After having enjoyed an evening inside his room, simply lying around and taking some rest for once, the young man took out one of the hotel’s towels and headed out towards the public baths. Cyrus had checked more than twice the schedule for the baths, and had decided to go when less people were expected to be found; on an attempt to embarrass himsef in any way.
As he took his clothes away and leaving them inside a tray, the young man hurried towards the showers and finally, towards the hot springs. The contact of his skin and the water hurt at first, but once he had sunk all of his body, he had slowly gotten used to it. The wizard remained still for a second with his eyes closed, before noticing the presence of a familiar face nearby. “A-Ah… I didn’t… expect to… see you here…”.
[[I’m going to put some of this under a read more because I wrote too damn much ._. The rest of my replies won’t be this long promise a fjdksljdslf]d]] (cia: it's fine~)
Kraatz isn’t too sure about how he ended up here; apparently Cabe had earned a lot of extra money one night and decided that the two needed a brief vacation, though Kraatz strangely finds the story doubtful. Cabe had already disappeared early in the evening, undoubtedly enjoying himself in the hot springs and now in someone else’s room; Kraatz, however, didn’t like the idea of bathing with a bunch of strangers and stayed in their room for the majority of the day.
The boy decided eventually, though, that he shouldn’t pass up on this opportunity. The half-healed cuts on his shoulders and knuckles have been tingling all day, and some hot water should soothe them.
I don’t really want anyone to look at my scars, though.. or my face… he thinks in the empty changing room, holding his wrists up in front of them and staring at the wrist sweatbands that covered them. He had decided to don his seahorse mask, as it was made for underwater use, and keeps the wristbands on. Just in case.
… It’s empty after all.. he thinks, peering through the soft steam that rose above the water. He reaches for the back of his mask, slowly and carefully unclasping it before setting it aside on a nearby rock. “…” His face feels vulnerable, but he has to admit that the heat was worse He brushes his damp bangs over his right eye and leans back, enjoying the water. It’s nice.. His eyes are feeling heavy..
In reality he must’ve been out for only a minute or so, but that minute was enough for someone to enter and actually recognize him.. “?!” He turns his head and sees Cyrus, perhaps the last person on earth he think he’d run into here.
"—Ah—uh—" Kraatz manages to stammer about two syllables before slapping both hands over his face, spreading his fingers above his left eye so that he can see the other. "C-Cyrus..! I.. I didn’t expect to see you here either.." he mumbles, clearly embarrassed.
"S-Sorry— Didn’t mean to… startle you…", Cyrus lightly scratched the back of his neck, wondering if he should’ve approached the other in a different manner. "A-Ah… about that… I’ve been wanting.. to try one out…", the wizard answered, sinking a tad more to feel the heat of the water up his neck. "So far… it’s nice", the young man closed his eyes for a second before looking back at Kraatz. "A-And you…?", trying not to settle the conversation too much on him, Cyrus asked, moving a little closer just so he could listen to the other’s reply better.
Cabe -> Cyrus: That sounds painful~ [[ 8) ]]
"D-Does it...?", Cyrus replied. Having a conversation about such... topics surely wasn't what he'd usually do. Then again, holding a small chat with the other man had suddenly led their words into deep waters; things... Cyrus would rather avoid commenting, yet now... it was inevitable.
"Do you trust me?"
"That sounds painful."
"Are you even listening to yourself?"
"I’m not speaking to you anymore."
"I can’t believe you missed that."
"That was a bad plan."
"That looked easier on TV."
"I’ve never heard that one before."
"I didn’t know you…