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Indie rp blog for Child!Ja'far from Magi/Sinbad No Bouken. Blog is a WIP. Written by Marcy. Blog Re-established 2/3/2019.

[pcisonedsnake]

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χ Sinbad, the strange man who could make lightning and who had saved her, had told her that she would be safe here at his company, but she didn’t really know what safe even entailed.  She knew these people were less frightening than Jamil, since they’d let her take her shackles off and Sinbad had been what one might call nice, but she had no way of knowing what they were capable of exactly. χ Sinbad had stayed long enough to introduce her to a few people, one of them a Fanalis like her, and show her around a bit, before he’d had to say bye bye and gone off somewhere again- something about looking for land still, she hadn’t really understood the reason she gave. Because she was overwhelmed, too many names and faces and rooms to remember, she’d gone and curled up in the corner where she could feel a little safer.  

χ When he spoke to her, she flinched but managed to tilt her head up and look up at him. He looked friendly enough but if her past experience with people was any indication how someone looked didn’t tell her what they’d do. Afraid he’d be angry at her if she didn’t respond, she slowly nodded. 

《…Not scared…》

χ Technically that was a lie, since she was always at least just a little bit scared, but he’d told her not to be and she didn’t want to upset him somehow. She glanced to his outstretched hand and then back up to his eyes and back a few times to try and figure out what he wanted her to do before she hesitantly let one hand rest on top of his, not touching him but close enough she could feel the warmth of his palm. She looked back up at him again anxiously, trying to see if she’d done what he wanted her to.  

She seemed wary, but he could see why honestly. The girl was so young, and yet she had already been through enough. Experiences like that changed a person. Make them less trusting, less willing to accept help and that things were just okay. He knew the feeling, so he tried his best to keep himself as gentle as possible. Making himself smaller and less threatening-- like one might with an animal they were trying to coax out.

When she reached her hand out he gently took it, watching for a reaction. He didn’t want to scare her off, after all.

“It’s okay if you are scared.” he admitted, offering a smile. “Sometime’s new places are scary, and it’s really crowded here probably.” he admitted, glancing around. The size of the company was something he was very used to, but she probably would not be. “If you want I know some very nice spots nearby with less people. Would you like to go somewhere like that?” he questioned.

Ja’far at least had experience with former slaves this time. He remembered enough about the children they had taken in from the rebellion to offer her choices, to offer her her own pace. He didn’t want to rush her into anything, after all. That had always made the other children anxious. He hoped he was at least somewhat better this time. 

[pcisonedsnake]

@labyrinthus-magici liked for a starter

“Don’t be scared, it’s okay!”

Ja’far is quick to get on his knees, holding his hand out slowly to the girl. She seemed so afraid, and it instantly made him worried. What was it that scared her so much in the first place...? 

[pcisonedsnake]

;; starter call

I’M ALIVE I SWEAR-- like/reblog this for a starter

[pcisonedsnake]

;; inbox call

Like/Reblog this and I’ll send you an ask

[strangebiirds-a-blog]

Hello folks! I’d love it if you could like/reblog this post if you’d like to rp with an indie, multifandom oc multimuse! This blog includes BNHA and Magi muses, as well as a few fandomless ocs! I’d love to check you out!

[pcisonedsnake]

;; promo

I finished my OC Multimuse! It has OC’s from BNHA, Magi, and some Fandomless ones! I’d love if you guys give it a peek!

[pcisonedsnake]

I have been working on making my OC Multimuse for a few days now, but actually writing out the pages? Gonna kill me

[nawrust]

Sinbad no Bouken (Ja'far edition)

[cxncitatus-blog]

That time, #𝟙𝟚 became 𝔽𝕚𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕒𝕟. But..                  If the 𝕐𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕘 𝕄𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 needs #12’s 𝕡𝕠𝕨𝕖𝕣…

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@pcisonedsnake 

⚶ ——𝕁𝕒'𝕗𝕒𝕣 ——⚶

Staring. That’s all the can do his bodies frozen. Granted from when he was younger, traveling mirrors were a limited convenience this… Well, this was a unique space. How long has be been still? Shaken by a child who looks and dresses much like he did. 

A casual blink and digits are pressing into the tan fabric. ❝Forgive if I’ve been silent you just look… the same as someone.❞ He might not say himself, even though the hair color and pale skin might be a dead giveaway. Though this boy could be from the same place as Ja’far was…. right? He couldn’t be– that or he was overworking himself, unheard of, and hallucinating. 

[pcisonedsnake]

The same as someone. Right. The younger inspects him with a blatantly surprised and critical eye, blinking a few times as he processes it. He could have just said that he was referring to himself, couldn’t he have?

“...I seem to be lost.”

He didn’t answer the apology, instead shaking off the surprise. He had not ever really met anyone that had a similar appearance to himself, minus his family. Which was a topic he was not going to think about right now because it wouldn’t help him. Instead he straightens himself out, frowning further as he does.

[pcisonedsnake]

💚what does your muse get envious over?

character flaws meme;; || ACCEPTING!

As he gets older there is honestly less and less he does get envious over. But when he first goes to join Sinbad it is everyone else’s “happiness” as well as Rurumu and Hinahoho’s family.

He has a very bitter outlook on how the rest of the ‘crew’ seems to just accept that things are fine, and that they ‘are not in danger anymore’. In a sense he is envious of their ‘naive’ outlook. When he first left Sham Lash Ja’far spent a lot of his time looking over his shoulder, and he felt like he was the only one doing so.

He was also very jealous when he heard Rurumu was going to have a child, and even when assured he didn’t quite get over it until the moment when he awakened his Household Vessel. Then he kind of realized how stupid he was being being jealous of an actual infant.

Now a days he doesn’t get jealous like that, really. Sometime’s he tends to be bitter towards those in ‘higher classes’, just because he gets frustrated thinking about their lifestyles. But at this point in his life envy is a sin he has mostly grown past.

[pcisonedsnake]

🙊what would your muse say their biggest flaw is

character flaws meme;; || ACCEPTING!

He would personally claim it is his ‘drive’. His inability to rest, and his distaste for such things. He knows it’s not good to not sleep, or to skip meals, but he does it without thinking. He personally sees it as a major flaw, and for sure his biggest in his own mind.

[pcisonedsnake]

🙈what’s your muse’s biggest blind spot?

character flaws meme;; || ACCEPTING!

For sure his own anger.

When Ja’far gets angry he tends to lose sight of what he’s doing/gets tunnel vision. Usually his anger binds him to one focus and everything else sort of becomes secondary to whatever his temper is flaring over.

[anniemakes]

character flaws meme;;

Flaws. We all have them. Even our muses. In fact, they often make for better, more engaging characters. Send a symbol to learn about one of my muse’s weaknesses!

🙊what would my muse say their biggest flaw is

⧱ what really is my muse’s biggest flaw

🤳name three physical imperfections my muse has (birthmarks, gray hairs, muscular definition, etc)

🙈what’s my muse’s biggest blind spot?

🍰what’s my muse’s guilty pleasure?

😰when my muse is stressed, how do they act out?

💚what does my muse get envious over?

🚫what is one thing my muse wouldn’t want someone else to know about them?

🛌my muse’s biggest nightmare

✍️does my muse have a learning disability?

🎒what was my muse’s worst subject in school?

🙅‍♂️what does my muse feel insecure about?

👾what was my muse’s childhood bogeyman?

🙉what are two things that make my muse uncomfortable in conversation

[pcisonedsnake]

Tumblr sure ain’t letting me log into my multimuse, huh?

[preciousghostchild]

@pcisonedsnake cont.

—–

❀Nomi hated rain in general, because it made her cold and sick and that’s why those scary people were going to try and hurt her before. The planet as a whole seemed not to want her, as it tried to hurt her. Now that she was at the Sindria Trading Company and not outside at the elements’ mercy, she felt a little less scared of the rain. The thunder still scared her though, why was it so loud?!❀

❀When it had started she’d gotten scared and curled up where she was, flinching and squealing whenever another crash sounded. When he scooped her up, she hugged him tightly and buried her face against his shoulder. When he spoke she peeked up at him, tears threatening to spill over.❀

❝Why is the sky screaming at us? Did-did we do something bad?❞

[pcisonedsnake]

“No, it’s not screaming at us.”

Ja’far gently continued to pet her hair, humming softly in between words to try and distract her from the storm brewing outside. He didn’t really know how to comfort fear very well, but when he was waking up from nightmares nightly this was how Rurumu helped him to calm down, so hopefully it would work for Nomi as well.

“It’s a thunderstorm. It’s just the skies way of letting you know it’s there. But it doesn’t know how to be quiet about it, so it has to be really loud.”

That likely was not true, but it sounded like something a child may be able to accept. He hoped that was true, because otherwise he was going to feel very foolish about saying it in a moment.

[preciousghostchild]

❀She listened carefully, taking slow breaths and relaxing as he hummed and pet her hair, her face still hidden against his shoulder. What he said sounded like it was true, since Ja'far knew everything like the other grown ups did. Still, she wondered how come the sun and moon and stars and the clouds never taught the sky to be more gentle. ❀

❝A-are you sure it’s not trying to-to hurt me?❞

[pcisonedsnake]

“Of course it’s not. You know how sometimes the babies will start crying, because they don’t know how else to let people know they want something? The sky is like that too.”

He paused, glancing towards the window again. Hopefully the storm let up soon. He didn’t really think either of them needed to stay up all night. “Do you want me to read you a story, Nomi?” he questioned, obviously trying to change the topic. “I bet I can get a really good bedtime story for you.” he encouraged.

[preciousghostchild]

❝So…the sky is just a baby?❞

❀She had never considered this before. She’d never thought of the sky’s age until now, which she thought was very inconsiderate of her. The sky had been around since anyone she knew could remember but maybe Skies lived for a very long time. She relaxed a little as she pondered this, apparently having some thing to think about had helped her considerably.❀

❝If the sky’s a baby now then what do you think it’ll be like when it grows up?❞

❀At his question she nodded gratefully. She loved it when people read to her, which was no secret. She liked hearing the interesting things that people wrote about and the time and love that her new family spent in reading to her was something that made her feel content and safe.❀

❝Ooooh yes please!❞

[pcisonedsnake]

“Exactly.”

He was glad that she actually accepted that, and he let out a small sigh of relief. He did not want the child to be afraid of things like storms that were unavoidable, after all. So if saying that the sky was a baby that was just crying helped her to calm down? Then that was a lie he was gladly able to keep on.

“I think it’ll be big and brave and strong. Like you.”

His words are accented by a playful ruffling of her hair, and he nods when she agrees to hear a story. He does not yet move to grab any books or anything, as some stories are better told without them anyways.

“What kind of story do you want?”

[preciousghostchild]

@pcisonedsnake cont.

—–

❀Nomi hated rain in general, because it made her cold and sick and that’s why those scary people were going to try and hurt her before. The planet as a whole seemed not to want her, as it tried to hurt her. Now that she was at the Sindria Trading Company and not outside at the elements’ mercy, she felt a little less scared of the rain. The thunder still scared her though, why was it so loud?!❀

❀When it had started she’d gotten scared and curled up where she was, flinching and squealing whenever another crash sounded. When he scooped her up, she hugged him tightly and buried her face against his shoulder. When he spoke she peeked up at him, tears threatening to spill over.❀

❝Why is the sky screaming at us? Did-did we do something bad?❞

[pcisonedsnake]

“No, it’s not screaming at us.”

Ja’far gently continued to pet her hair, humming softly in between words to try and distract her from the storm brewing outside. He didn’t really know how to comfort fear very well, but when he was waking up from nightmares nightly this was how Rurumu helped him to calm down, so hopefully it would work for Nomi as well.

“It’s a thunderstorm. It’s just the skies way of letting you know it’s there. But it doesn’t know how to be quiet about it, so it has to be really loud.”

That likely was not true, but it sounded like something a child may be able to accept. He hoped that was true, because otherwise he was going to feel very foolish about saying it in a moment.

[preciousghostchild]

❀She listened carefully, taking slow breaths and relaxing as he hummed and pet her hair, her face still hidden against his shoulder. What he said sounded like it was true, since Ja'far knew everything like the other grown ups did. Still, she wondered how come the sun and moon and stars and the clouds never taught the sky to be more gentle. ❀

❝A-are you sure it’s not trying to-to hurt me?❞

[pcisonedsnake]

“Of course it’s not. You know how sometimes the babies will start crying, because they don’t know how else to let people know they want something? The sky is like that too.”

He paused, glancing towards the window again. Hopefully the storm let up soon. He didn’t really think either of them needed to stay up all night. “Do you want me to read you a story, Nomi?” he questioned, obviously trying to change the topic. “I bet I can get a really good bedtime story for you.” he encouraged.