#ask: ic answer

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"Trick-or-Treat! Oh, pardon me. Only if you desire to participate in the festivities, of course!" Eliwood said sheepishly.

Luthier opens the door, a bowl of candy in his arms. His eyebrows shoot almost into his hairline. He wasn’t expecting anyone other than small children. “Oh, Eliwood. Merry Halloween.“

Almost on cue, a black cat brushes against Eliwood’s leg, crooning softly. She looks up at the other man with yellow, lamp-like eyes and almost gives him a lopsided grin. She saunters back to her owner, sits right next to him, and tilts her head with that same almost-lopsided grin.

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>person icon thing< Alm!

“Delthea, are you trying to mock me for being friends with Alm?!” He demands in exasperation. “Yes, he is my friend- one of the first few that I have! And yes, that includes the cats!”

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4th wall

The mun and their muse lounged in the main sitting room, one on their PC and the other reading one of the many books on the bookshelf. No words were exchanged between the two of them, both simply existing in relative peace and quiet.

Luthier sat up, snapping the book shut. He glances over at the mun, who was clacking away, typing something for one of their classes. They adjust their glasses absently, then look in his direction.

“Did… you need something? There’re snacks in the pantry, if you’re hungry,” they offer him, trying to figure out what he wanted or if he was simply moving around to move around.

“Oh, no, thank you. I am good.“ Luthier shakes his head, puts the book away on the shelf, and then comes over to the mun. He leans on the back of the chair, causing them to swat at him ineffectually. He read the first few lines of their paper. “Is this for one of your classes?“

“What else would it be for?“ They quirk an eyebrow at him, then turn back to their paper. “It’s due in a few days and I need to get it done before I forget about it.“

“Oh.“

“It has to be a certain amount of pages, too. And words.“

“Oh.“

“Yeah.“

He pats their shoulder in a sort-of reassuring way. “Well, good luck with that.”

“Thanks.“

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🐱 talk about their favorite animal/pet

🐱 talk about their favorite animal/pet

Luthier’s entire face lit up at the mention of his pet. In fact, one could swear that his eyes had literal sparkles in them. A genuine, large grin spread across his face.

“Of course I’ll tell you about Spooks!“ This man was absolutely ecstatic about talking about his cat. He pauses, trying to think if he should give the entire story, or just about her latest shenanigans. He decided on the former, mentally taking a deep breath to try and calm down a little. It was rare that someone wanted to talk about Spooks, with him of all people.

“Spooks was one of the stray cats in my village. A few families do have cats as pets, though, but I never saw any home that she went to when the nights got cold. She seemed to like me, though. Mother loved her, but Father said that we didn’t need a cat, since there were so many around the village. I took her in, anyways. I couldn’t just leave her out in the cold winter nights!

“Once she was settled into our household, she was a permanent member of our family. In fact, she settled in, almost immediately! It was as though she belonged in our home all along. When Mother passed, Spooks wouldn’t leave her side of the bed for days. She was really close to Mother… we all were…”

Luthier pauses, then shakes his head. “Ah, but since then, I’ve put Mother’s pillow in the windowsill for Spooks to lay on while watching nature outside. It’s her favorite spot in the whole house! She also often accompanies me to my study and likes… to sit on the books I’m reading. She’s really silly, sometimes. She’s my best friend, out of the entire village.”

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“I haven’t slept in a week.”

Luthier, holding what was most likely the fifth coffee he’s had all day, only looks at her blearily. “I think that’s a shared sentiment.”

He swallows yet another yawn and turns towards his computer, the light illuminating his face and magnifying the dark shadows under his eyes. “Why have you been up for so long? I have a research paper due soon and I haven’t even looked at topics yet. Surely, someone else has to be more responsible than me?”

He inwardly grimaces at the words as they leave his mouth. That made absolutely no sense. “Er, nevermind. You should rest, then.”

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//Climb Ev'ry Mountain, Mama, I'm a Big Girl Now

Climb Er’ry Mountain:One piece of advice they would give your muse

“I would try to loosen your shoulders. You seem tense, even though it is proper for one of your station. And you should take interest in other things around you. Why is the sly blue, for example? Why do birds chirp? There is wonder all around us.”

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Anything You Can Do / I Can't Say No

Anything You Can Do: One thing they are sure they can beat your muse at

“See, Delthea? I know this library like the back of my hand!“ He grins proudly as he easily navigates though the narrow rows, finding the books they needed easily and passing them to her. “I’m also taller than you, so I can reach more.“

Was he being petty? Yes. Did it feel good? Hell, yes.

I Can’t Say No: One time your muse was a bad influence on them

//This was when they were younger; Delthea is around 8, Lu is about 17

“Delthea,“ Luthier hisses to his sister lowly. “We’ll get in trouble!“

The two siblings had snuck out earlier and were heading to the bakery for some sweets. The only difference tan actually buying them was that they were, well, taking them. Without money. Outright stealing.

Even though Luthier had told his sister countless times about how bad of an idea this was and how they could get in serious trouble, the two went, anyways.

Someone had to keep an eye on her.

Twenty-odd minutes later and three heart attacks (mainly from Luthier), they snuck away, clutching the pastries close to his chest. He sighs in relief.

“We. Are. Never going to do that again.“ He mutters, trying to stuff the thought that this was fun away into a little tiny box in the dark corners of his mind, never to see the light of day.

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👤 Berkut and Rinea

“He’s a brat.“ Was the visceral reaction. “A brat that would stoops so low as to murder someone for what he wants.“

When he thinks of Rinea, he pauses “She’s shy, I suppose. I haven’t seen much of her.”