#askjasonburchak

[asktheoneandonlypyromaster]

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"Still get a kiss at the end" ;3

"A kiss born out of annoyance and aggressive affection."

[askmelekparagon]

"Moan." (I feel like I'll regret this but Jason hasn't bothered Melek in a while)

((Eighteen: My muse buys yours a shot. I am both disappointed and relieved.))"You may pick any drink with prize bellow 5 zinos," Melek announced with calm friendly expression,"I have a vague memory that I owe you one, though I cannot quite recall how."

[askmelekparagon]

"Askbox Roulette!"

((Punch))Melek flinched in the middle of the conversation, his expression shifting from neutral into grimace of wrath and hatred.Before saying or anything anything else he suddenly flung a punch at Jason's face.

[luceirosdegolados]

"I should have known it'd be you," (muse of your choice)

//14- Our characters go camping and get lost. My character eats yours to survive. LOL I’ll try and make this not serious//

"Just remember it wasn’t personal." Nayah said, chewing the softest meat of his arm. "I’m sorry Jason, I am!" He was in the ground, bleeding to death. "I mean, you are a great guy and it hadnever occured to me that I had to… you know… kill you? You know? What I really regret is how. I could’ve done netter and I’m sorry."

[luceirosdegolados]

❖ (Muse of your choice)

Nayah looked at him, passing a arm around his shoulders. “You’ve been very good to the people in here, when what we usually have is stupid bastards that think the place belongs to them.” She planted a playful kiss in his cheek. “Very good.”

[thespiritofthehunt-blog-blo-blog]

*poke*

[Not exactly sure how to respond to this to be quite honest; are you poking me, or Hircine, or….?]

"I would advise you stop such an action, lest I turn my Hounds against you.”

[luceirosdegolados]

✆ for an ex headcanon

Nayah’s first love and first relationship was a girl that worked as maiden in a brothel. It was short, it barely last a month, since she was living with Kematu and he travelled often. Clients requested for their services more than once, and the owner had to go and explain the situation and apologise to the client as she kicked Nayah out. She was 15.

[luceirosdegolados]

"So you think yourself an assassin, little Nightengale?" the brotherhood member tilted his head to the side slightly, watching the thief.

Nayah’s brow furrowed, and she lifted her head to look at the man in the eye. “You said it yourself. I’m not an assassin, I only kill when my life it’s at stake.” Nayah preferred more subtle methods to obtain what she wanted.