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CLOSED INDIE RP 21+ (MUN + MUSE) / smut will be present

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“No offense taken. Though it would certainly make me feel better if I knew exactly what your plan was. Pretty sure most people in my condition aren’t exactly fond of surprises.” A pause. “The blindness, I mean.” Then again, she supposed most seers weren’t too used to a surprise either. “And we have a real room here? With an actual bed? I don’t mean to sound ungrateful, I just…this isn’t exactly how I saw my life playing out, so to speak.”

“Would you really know the difference?” His nose scrunched, not that it benefited the situation, but his tone was enough to indicate his brashness. “Besides, you are the seer. Shouldn’t you be able to see what lies ahead? It might help us on the road ahead if you focused on that. I would like to know when my next mug of mead is.” Magni knew he shouldn’t be so irritated, and yet the current situation prevented him from holding back. There was a slight grunt in response to her question, glancing to her for only a moment — needing to remain vigilant. “We are lucky to be resting... though there might be a bed in our next shelter.” He paused, “You’re not the only one who didn’t see a life like this.”

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“Already in my car, yeah,” she confirmed his guess. As soon as her act had ended, she’d taken the items that weren’t meant to be packed in bags out to the caravans. It always seemed to take her ages to get things packed away if she waited. “The crystal ball, my favorite tarot deck, and my most comfortable pillows,” Auden teased, taking another sip as she grinned at her companion. “I certainly wouldn’t mind the company if you’d like to spend the night with me.” A pause. “In my car, I mean. Obviously.”

“Prepared, huh.” The words leaving him with a slight shrug — the same could not be said for him, but then again, he only had a small collection of things that needed bringing along. “Shame, I was rather hoping to hear about my impending doom.” Moses bantered, trying his best to conceal the small grin that began to develop. “Wouldn’t you now?” His attempts foiling as half a smirk looked upon her. “Do you think you’ll be able to keep your hands off me for that amount of time?” He suggested, playful wink at her.

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Shifting closer to the other, she had no option other than to trust him. “Are we at least close? I can hardly feel the tips of my fingers in this cold,” she murmured, always ensuring her voice was low enough that they could not be overheard. “And is our secrecy so necessary that you cannot even manage to share the details of our journey with me? A little insight would be useful, and I wish not bother the gods with such things.” Then again, it had been the gods who had told her she could trust this man in the first place. Something of which she was constantly reminding herself.

This wasn’t the life he’d had in mind ( being a guardian to a completely stranger ) but he knew that the Gods would only lead him down a path that would reward him. His mother often commented on how they favoured him. “Not long now,” Magni commented, looking ahead to the deserted path, “the longer we can travel this eve, the further along we shall be tomorrow.” They weren’t lost — not that he was aware, yet the darkness was making it hard to make out the way. “I don’t wish to offend you, but would it matter if you knew? Once we are there, we are there.” 

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“The stage name is Madame Frey,” she corrected with a grin, already shoving a multitude of scarves and card decks into one of many bags. After joining up with the traveling show, her aesthetic had begun veering more towards that the stereotypical fortune teller. Helped to sell the act, which seemed to be the only way to get people to believe in her truly real gifts. Taking the glass, she downed about half of the liquid. “Help a girl pack her things?”

“Madame Frey.” He amended his words, subtle smile gracing his face. There was a small amount of whiskey left in the bottle — pouring himself another and topping up the other. His eyes drifted to the various knick-knacks spread before them, grabbing the one nearest to him and placing it in one of the bags that seemed fitting. “Where’s the crystal ball? Already pack away? I thought you might give me a reading, but I guess that’d be fun when we are on the road.”

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Another day, another performance. Moses hadn’t been with the circus long ( only enough time for him to learn the ropes ) though he was grateful for the work in equilibristics. “Did you foresee any misfortunes tonight, Madame Auden?” He inquired, pouring them both a drink, before taking a swift gulp of his own. The audience had only just cleared the site, and yet he knew that they’d soon be clearing the place themselves — never in one place long enough. 

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Auden pulled the hooded cloak tighter around her small form, careful and silent steps carrying her along an unseen path. “How can you be so sure we won’t be found out in this town as we were the last?” she finally spoke up, words directed to the young man at her side. The man currently entrusted with her life and freedom in the wake of her brother’s disappearance. He seemed to be succeeding thus far, but they’d had a close call at the last village they’d stayed in, and were lucky to have evaded capture.

Magni felt his eyes glance to the side, set on his company, and trying his best not to give anything away. “I know these parts.” He replied, moving closer to her. “Better than most. The last village was necessary for them to lose our track.” It was a risky move, but he knew that if they made an alternate path look obvious, then it would lead the others to somewhere else. Still, he felt some unsavoury presences around them – unsure if that was the general atmosphere, or whether it was due to their arrival in the area. “Keep close.” Arm placed around her shoulder to assist in her movement towards him.

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ALICE.

The sound that came out of the young woman probably made her seem more like a banshee than the wesen hybrid she truly was, the squeal higher in pitch than any she’d ever made. Her arms were around her beloved in seconds, tears of pure joy adding a hint of saltiness as she pressed her lips to his. A yes was muttered into the kiss at some point, though even if it went unheard, her actions more than gave the answer away. Even after parting their lips to catch her breath, Alice clung to her boyfriend now fiancé, forehead pressed to his as she did her best to still the tears. She didn’t mind failing. 

There was a piercing sound that escaped his betrothed — enough to make him cover his ears in a way to protect them from the noise. Still, it did not wipe away the beam from his face that had not moved since seeing her intentional reaction. He was quick to welcome her into his embrace, only to squeeze her slightly with the hopes of bringing her closer to him. The kiss between them could be savoured, only deepened when he heard small mutters of the words he wanted to hear. He didn’t care about the saltiness, or the vague words; this alone confirmed everything for him. His hands moved to place on her cheeks ( the very moment that their lips parted ) hoping that it would maintain the intimacy. “I will take that as a yes then?” He teased, breathless chuckle indicating so.

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LENNOX.

“You’re assuming all of this ends with me saying yes? Well, that’s just a bit cocky, isn’t it?” Lennox rocked back and forth on her heels a moment, weighing her options a bit. When he revealed just what they were after, however, all considerations came to a halt. “This whole thing is about some probably stale cookies? Seriously?”

“I know this will all end with you saying yes, and it’s confidence, not cockiness.” Rob beamed, though his eyes softened when setting on Lennox. “Well, I say stale cookies... that’s just an element, but the less you know, the better. Trust me.”

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MINERVA.

“So, how long was it before your family disowned you? I don’t meet many other siphoners,” though he was technically a heretic given his change into a vampire, “It’s nice to see where my abandonment falls in the range.” She’d kill the fanged monster, that was a given, but there was no reason not to have some fun first. Or at the very least, get a bit of information.

“Didn’t know we were sharing war stories, ‘specially since you are not the sentimental type.” He commented, trying his best not to roll his eyes at the other. “That in mind, I bet your story is tragically worse than mine. I left on my own accord.” Not technically true, but not a lie — the taste of his covens’ blood could still be tasted on his lips. 

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LENNOX.

“You have got to stop squirming, otherwise I’m never going to get this wound healed up. And don’t you dare try to complain about the pain, because it would be so much less if you would just lie still.”

“Easy for you to say. It doesn’t look or feel like your arm is about to fall off. Who’s fucking idea was this anyway? ‘cause it was stupid, and doomed from the beginning.... and don’t you dare say it was mine. Definitely wasn’t.”

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LENNOX.

“Trusting you sounds like the craziest part of the whole thing,” she quipped, a small smirk tugging at her lips, arms crossing over her chest. “I still don’t understand why you felt the need to rope me into all of this. It really sounds like more of a you problem.”

“I think the fact it is taking you so long to say yes is the craziest thing.” He arches a brow, the small grin not leaving his face. “Just take it as a sign that I trust you, not a lot of people get that honour. Plus, imagine how great your life is going to be after you have successfully taken all those cookies from the teachers’ lounge and given them to their rightful eaters?”

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LENNOX.

“You’re the worst at plans,” Lennox shot back, brows raising slightly. “Last time you made the plan we nearly got caught, and don’t even try to pin that on me because we both know it was very much your fault.”

He scrunches his nose after hearing her comment, almost as if being dismissive of it. “No, you’re just not good at following them, that’s not my fault.” Rob comments, obvious that he was resisting a laugh. “Besides, we NEARLY got caught. Did we get caught? No, so we don’t need to argue about that one... just trust me on this one.”

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LENNOX.

“That plan is insane. Please tell me you realize how insane you sound right now.” A pause. “You really think it could work though?”

“Insane? It will practically run itself, trust me.” He flashes her a grin, “I am positive that it will work, if there is one thing that I am good at, then it is planning.”

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QUACK QUACK MOTHERFUCKER

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