Marga

"You can't pick because everyone's so dear to you, right? The people you met after coming here... you love them all, don't you? I think that's such a wonderful thing! You know what? When I'm with you, Mr. Titus, the world around me looks like it's sparkling!" [Marga rp blog]

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magi-marga​:

“Thats funny! You have the same name as one of my books!” She giggled, hopping backwards a few paces. 

“My name is Marga! It’s nice to meet you. I like your hair, its pretty” 

Marga wasn’t on Sindrian soil alone, her guardians were in fact with her—just not in the direct vicinity at the moment. She was bouncing slightly back and forth, just an abundance of energy in a very little body. The little trick of spinning the ball completely captured her attention. 

“Wow! How did you do that!?”

“I’m glad you do, it’s really a full time job on its own.” The man says with a smile on his face as he then looks down at the little girl. As the ball returned within his grasp. His brow raised slightly, looking down at the girl with curiosity. “What? this? “ He spun the wall once again against the tip of his finger. “Years of practice that I’m sure you’ll be able to do too once you’re older.”

[magi-marga]

"You think so!?" She watched the king in awe before grinning and making grabby hands for him to pass the ball to her.

"Lets play catch! I think you might have as much hair as muumuu! Though yours is purple and his is red!" She had a bit of bad memories about purple hair that made her skin crawl, but she was trying to ignore the bad memories.

[magi-marga]

I didnt realize marga had been hibernating for so long OOPS but i am still around!!! I gotta get her back up and awake! tho i lost all her icons ;-; which im rlly sad about

[magi-marga]

highseaskxng​:

Important magi stuff…where did that magi go off to then?  Oh well it was clear there wasn’t a parent or anything to come into contact with considering she must have been shipped out all the way towards Sindria. Either way Sinbad had given her a smile and with a nod of the head he took the ball in his hand. “Alright ,you take a few steps back and i’ll toss you the ball.”

Holding the item he spoke with the bright smile ever visible upon his visage before spinning it atop the tip of his finger. “What’s your name, little one? You can call me Sinbad.”

“Thats funny! You have the same name as one of my books!” She giggled, hopping backwards a few paces. 

“My name is Marga! It’s nice to meet you. I like your hair, its pretty” 

Marga wasn’t on Sindrian soil alone, her guardians were in fact with her---just not in the direct vicinity at the moment. She was bouncing slightly back and forth, just an abundance of energy in a very little body. The little trick of spinning the ball completely captured her attention. 

“Wow! How did you do that!?”

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[magi-marga]

solemnlance​:

He couldn’t help but stare for a moment– just a moment– before he remembered himself, a polite smile taking its place on his face.  It seemed she was a very important person, indeed.  All the more reason, then, to keep her entertained.  It wouldn’t do for any harm to befall her– not that he’d ever have even dreamed of allowing such a thing to occur in the first place.

❝I know where they are.  Perhaps you can introduce me to them when their business is concluded.❞  It wouldn’t, strictly, be necessary– he’d certainly met at least Muu and Titus before.

❝That’s right.  I have been training to wield this lance for a long time.❞

“Mm! I’m sure they’d love to meet you!” She giggled and nodded happily “They always like to meet new people! Uncle Roh sometimes is a little grouchy with new people but I’m sure he’ll like you too!”

Hearing he had indeed been working with the weapon for a long time, she clapped and started to bounce again. “Thats so amazing! Like how the corps train with all their stuff? Muumuu says I might be able to train too when I’m bigger, but I’m too little right now.”

“Oh! Do you wanna play with me?”

[magi-marga]

solemnlance​:

Spartos knelt down to bring himself closer to her, mindful of the weight of his shield and the length of his lance.  She was so very small, and he was.. well, not.  If they were going to continue conversing, it was only fair.

❝Have you met very many Fanalis?❞  He posed a question of his own, though he had an idea of the answer.  After all, he did recognize a name she’d mentioned, even if he wasn’t certain they were thinking of the same man.  Nevertheless, it was an easier way to respond to her continued compliments.

❝Most would find my lance to be heavy.  I don’t have any trouble with it, though.❞

“Oh I live with /lots/ of fanalis! Like Muumuu and Uncle Roh and auntie Myron! The corps live with me and Titus!” She grinned, bouncing slightly on the balls of her feet. She loved talking about her family! 

“Muumuu and Titus are---somewhere. They said they had important grown up stuff to do while we were here so I could go play. Uhhh dip-o-matic stuff I think?” They were there from Reim on a matter of diplomacy, and not a social call, but Marga understood very little of international politics like that. Even the word was a bit of a mouthful for her. 

“You must be super strong if lots of people think its heavy! Have you had it a long time? Is that why it’s easy?”

[consequor]

@magi-marga​ asked ; Marga frowned as she looked around the courtyard–she had lost her ball and couldnt find it anywhere! It was the one thing keeping her entertained while her guardians were in..some sort of meeting? She couldnt remember what about. Though they called it ‘grown up stuff’. Spotting Jafar, she went over and tugged on his robes. “Excuse me, have you seen my ball? I can’t find it”

The meetings with Reim’s representatives seem to be going well. Or so Ja’far hopes as he walks quietly through the courtyard. Lost in his own thoughts, he’s drawn out by a gentle tug to the back of his robes. He stops and turns toward the young girl behind him, his features softening.

“You’ve lost it, have you? Ah, Iet’s see…” Ja’far looks around, hoping to spot it. And sure enough, sitting atop one of the bushes near by is a notably out of place ball, wedged in the leaves. Ja’far walks over and pries it free, crouching in front of the girl. “I believe this must belong to you, Miss.”

[magi-marga]

“uh-huh, I kicked it and now I dunno where it is” she reiterated with a nod. She watched Ja’far’s movements curiously, beaming when he pulled the ball from the leaves of one of the taller bushes.

“My ball!”

She giggled, taking the toy from the vizier with a nod. “Mmhm! Thank you!” Marga hugged the toy to her chest, little arms wrapped around it. “Do you wanna play with me? Titus and Muumuu are busy doing grown up stuff.” 

[magi-marga]

cont. from here @solemnlance​

Mercy, but she does have a lot of questions. Luckily, Spartos is a man of endless patience and a soft spot for little ones.. even if he oftentimes doesn’t quite know how to handle them. He manages to maintain his unflappable demeanor as he considers how best to answer her.

Well, almost.

❝Thank you for the compliment, miss,❞ he murmurs with a bow of his head, a hint of a blush dusting his cheeks. It fades quickly enough as he moves on. (And surely, she doesn’t mean…)

❝I have no relation to the Fanalis. And this–❞ and here, he gestures to his lance, ❝–is a weapon. It is designed to be wielded while mounted, but we can make good use of it on foot as well.❞ He pauses; perhaps he’s being too wordy for a child.

“You’re welcome! I like your hair! I’ve never seen anyone who wears their hair like that before! And I’ve only seen fanalis with hair that red!”

“Oooooo---” She looked at the lance curiously, though she knew better than to touch things identified as weapons without permission. “It looks heavy---is it heavy?” 

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completely unprompted // always open

@magi-marga​ asked:  Marga couldnt really recall /why/ they were in Sindria but she was having a good time! She had a brand new ball, the weather was nice, and she was having a good game! Though playing by herself was rather boring….and Muu, Titus and everyone else were busy. So when she spotted the king she was all too happy to run up to him, her ball in hand. “Hey mister! Do you wanna play with me!?”

Haha he was getting better at this, dodging not only Ja’far but Drakon and also Masrur, granted sometimes they fanalis warrior tend to enable him a little too much. But it didn’t matter, one more day of just lounging around the town wouldn’t and shouldn’t change his life. First off he was going to find himself a place near the island’s peak to do some fishing and then after that he was due to head into the tavern for a nice drink or five.

Though before he could do any of that he saw a little girl approaching him holding a ball. She was adorable, but not sure if he really recognized her…then again would he really be able to recognize every face in Sindria? He was lucky to remember the faces of his friends whenever he goes on a drinking spree. Either way his ears caught the young lady’s question and he was more than willing to comply.

“Of course, I’d love to play with you. Does your parents know you’re here? I’d like to at least let them know that you’ll be in my care for a moment.”

[magi-marga]

“Mmhm they know! I think Titus said he had important Magi stuff t’ do so he said I could play while he was working!” Titus was her parent in every way except blood, and Muu helped so she didn’t think anything of listing off what they were up to. 

“I told Muumuu I was gonna go play too, not sure where he is now though. I know he was busy though.” She hummed for a moment, looking over her shoulder before seemingly shaking the thought from her mind and eagerly beaming up at the king again. 

“I was playing ball!” She held her toy up to emphasize this, quite proud of it. “Do you know how to play ball?”

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[magi-marga]

I lost access to this account for----SO LONG

BUT ME AND THE LIL ONE ARE BACK

[robustconviction]

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💗 Happy Family 💗

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Marga is feeling mischievous, sneaking up behind Muu and hugging his leg. "Rawr!!!!"

.@magi-marga​

He could hear her coming, she knew that right? Yet, like any good papa lion, he feigned ignorance, instead crying out in surprise when she latched onto him.

“Oh no, I’ve been caught by a little lioness!” he managed not to chuckle “whatever shall I do?”

[leonisxbellator]

magi-marga‌:

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“How did you and Miss Aya meet?” She’d seen how happy Muu was to be engaged, but it made her wonder how the grown ups met since they seemed to always have known eachother, from what shed seen.

“Well, we met when we were kids, just like you are,” he explained, smiling “I had just come home from my trip to the dark continent, and she was here visiting lady Scheherazade. We were able to spend a good two months together, becoming friends and having fun together.”

[magi-marga]

"Why did she leave if she was having fun?" Slavery wasn't something Marga really understood, and it wasnt something that Aya really explained to her or talked about with her for obvious reasons.

[exiled-sword]

I want to hug you!

MARGAAAA *hugs* <3

[magi-marga]

"Hi uncle sharr!!" Marga giggled, very happy with the hugs she was getting from him.

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magi-marga replied to your post: *Peaks in here*

HIIIII

//Helloooooooo!!!!!!!!!! :D

[magi-marga]

Im doing good!!! How are you???

[leonisxbellator]

Marga is feeling mischievous, sneaking up behind Muu and hugging his leg. "Rawr!!!!"

.@magi-marga​

He could hear her coming, she knew that right? Yet, like any good papa lion, he feigned ignorance, instead crying out in surprise when she latched onto him.

“Oh no, I’ve been caught by a little lioness!” he managed not to chuckle “whatever shall I do?”

[leonisxbellator]

magi-marga‌:

leonisxbellator‌:

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Muu walked behind her carefully, just praying she wouldn’t go too fast and almost trip.

The young girl put on a bit of a determined march to the garden, clutching the bowl of grapes to her chest. “Hey muumuu?”

Muu walked behind her, watching her closely.

“Yeah, Marga? What’s up, sweetheart?”

[magi-marga]

"How did you and Miss Aya meet?" She'd seen how happy Muu was to be engaged, but it made her wonder how the grown ups met since they seemed to always have known eachother, from what shed seen.