#ask ihna

[shirtlesslizard]

9. What’s your darkest fantasy? - for all

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“That’s something I cannot tell you unfortunately,” He chuckles rather dark in regards to it. “I do believe the fantasy in mind is something that I should not share with anyone else. It would be rather dangerous I feel.”

“Ye are sick in the ‘ead wit’ the way ye say that, Kaze.” The tiger grumbles, “Unless that is yer o’er ‘alf that is speakin’ fer ye.”  He shows concern at the half-blood who simply shrugged. But soon he gave a glare to the Xaela. “I got none, why would I ‘ave a dark fantasy t’ begin wit’?”

“S-something dark?” Ihna stutters instantly, rather quite afraid of what the question meant. Zahni looking over to the poor girl and shakes his head. “Tis something that ye find obscure I suppose, dear.” He tries his best to explain it to her as she shrugs in her uncertainty.

“I would not have anything dark in mind either then… Perhaps Xavier does, but I? No… I have not thought of anything that would have such a taste.” Ihna appeared very skittish and unsure, Korekaze looking to his daughter and gently pats her shoulder. “Because you haven’t experienced the unknown yet, star. Best keep it that way.”

[shirtlesslizard]

A♦️ - What is the most important message your muse has ever received? (for Zahni) 8♠️ - What does your muse work the hardest for? (for Ihna)

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“Nearly every slip o’ parchment is o’ utter importance once it lands on me desk.” The Viera grumbles as he gazes at the Keeper, “I would not know what other messages passin’ me be beyond that.”

“Just for my personal growth!” Ihna muses happily right next to her uncle whose ears lifted momentarily before drooping again. The petite Xaela looking up to the Viera with a soft chuckle. “Sorry uncle Zahni, the question was too easy without some energy to boot.”

“Just ‘ave care next time, Ihna… Me ears are sensitive t’ sound an' this room is compact.”

[shirtlesslizard]

6♦️ - Is your muse responsible with their money? For Ihna!

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“Who would not be when it comes to coin?” She spoke, a soft pitch since she was directing a rhetorical question in return. Her eyes wandered upwards, hand on hip as she gave a soft hum.

“When it comes to my earnings… I split my coin to certain amounts. A percentage for me to spend, another to my mother, and then the rest into savings. My father hordes his gil, and he doesn’t try to do so intentionally. So I am proactive with mine and not easily forget what I hold.”

[shirtlesslizard]

K♥️ - Who does your muse look up to as a role model?

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“A role model…?” Ihna began to ponder, hand to her chest, fingers curled to touch along the fabric of her dress.

“My father would be the obvious answer… I have yet to develop any sort of mentor and mentee relationship with anyone else. Those I have cooperated with in my hunts have been quick and little to no interaction afterwards. Most would just go to drink their coin away at the hub.” The small Xaela pouts, tail twisting and flicking she had no proper model.

“My father is the one I look to, after all… I am a huntress.”

[shirtlesslizard]

There's a very low growl from a large lizard, his tail thumping on the ground before moving closer to the petite Xaela before wrapping his arms around her and hoisting her over his shoulder. "Seems someone left me a gift."

My muse is blindfolded and listening. Go on anon and whisper something into their ear.

“I-I’m not a gift! I know it’s you, Xavier!!” The small Xaela however became frantic knowing she was lifted in the man’s arms. All the poor woman could see was black from the fold that had been wrapped over her eyes.