#badmoonrises

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Little thing (for Rise)?

Send "Little thing" and my character will tell you something as a child. [x]

"Yer pretty," the Imperial said, smiling brightly at the woman. "But yer hair is bad. My papa says ladies with short hair ain't right in the head, but you seem to be okay."

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Little thing! (Your choice)

'Carry me!'

A small weight launches itself at Rise’s back. No matter how fast his reactions, there’s no escaping the arms linking around his neck.

'You're my senche now,' announces a voice beside his ear. 'Take me to Praefect Aicherius's house.'

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Tagged by: bulundu (aquilainthewoods)

Name your muse: Florencia Aicherius, also known as Fria.

Fria was the hardest character to name I've ever created, although I have no idea why. I showed a few people my early scribbles of her and asked what they thought she could be called until someone suggested Florence. I love Flossie as a nickname, although it's never stayed with Fria, and after deciding that her mother called her Flurry as a play on the family's ice magic, it stuck.

"Aicherius" comes from the Aicher family, the founders of the Salzburg Marionette Theatre.

one picture you like with your muse’s fc:

Courtesy of the fantastic sneakylittleelf!

two headcanons for your muse that you never told anyone: 

Her obsession with hair isn't just the need for puppet materials. Hair in the Khajiiti culture is a symbol of power and importance, best demonstrated by the mass of hair worn by the Mane, and that rubbed off on her during her childhood in Elsweyr. It may not register on a conscious level, but she covets hair for the symbolism as well as its practical uses.

She has made puppets of every Daedra except Clavicus Vile. Her favourite to perform with is Hermaeus Mora -- the tentacles are so much fun!

three things your muse loves doing in their free time: 

Ice-skating. One might ask how a girl who grew up in the desert learned to skate, but good luck getting her to tell you.

Playing with Dwemer scrap. She dreams of animating a machine one day but, lacking both the knowledge and the skill, is content to tinker with the pieces she acquires during her travels.

four people whom your muse likes to have around:

Aquila. The cave-dwelling Imperial doesn't seem to be around any more, but Fria enjoyed getting into trouble with her and remembers her often. She still keeps slivers of soap gifted to her by her first friend in Skyrim.

Calypso. Another friend who hasn't shown her face in a long time, the rover and one-time "business" partner stuck in Fria's mind. There was always coin to be made with Calypso and she hopes the Khajiit is doing well, wherever she is.

Rise. Fria was surprised herself to find herself worried about him during their last meeting -- not worried enough to do anything, true, but worried nonetheless. Rise has always been good company in the past (and in bed) and seems to share Fria's general outlook on life.

Bounty, although this is one Fria would never admit. The ghost annoys her dreadfully, he really does!

three fond childhood memories:  

Scaring her sister, Marisa, with a spider puppet. That will teach her to be beastly and hide sand scorpions in Fria's shoes.

Sneaking into her mother's dinner parties. Somehow they always seemed much more exciting when trespassed upon as a child; later, when Fria was forced to stay home and attend, she found them stifling.

Exploring with Ra'shanjiri, an Alfiq friend. The day usually ended with a headache after being out in the heat of the desert, but at the time Fria enjoyed escaping the house and her grandfather's lessons.

two things your muse regrets:

Not convincing Marisa to accompany her to Skyrim. Maybe if she had, her sister wouldn't have gone and got herself married.

That's about it. Fria doesn't regret much.

Tagging: Anybody who wants to have a go!

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ღ for a kiss from my muse [x]

After having not seen the woman in what felt like ages, Rise was more than willing to cup her cheeks in his hands and press a firm kiss to her lips.

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Despite being a ghost, Bounty could make himself somewhat solid when the need arose. Feeling giddy, he snuck up on the puppeteer before planting a solid - albeit chilly - kiss to her cheek.

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Raig grinned at the embalmer and tapped his shoulder. "Oy, mages think you need a hug," he said, giving Axel a firm and somewhat tight squeeze. "Arkay watch over you, /friend/." The werewolf said with a mocking grin before he departed.

"What?" Axel mumbled before he turned around and furrowed his brows in confusion when the stranger continued to talk. Why would the mages seem to think he needed a hug? He didn’t have the time to protest before he found himself wrapped in a tight hug, if it could be called that. The embalmer put an arm around Raig, and tapped his back lightly before he let go.

At the mock smile and the comment however, he simply glanced after him as he walked away.

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You. Me. Bed. Now. ((RISE OR WARDEN OR sOMEONE))

Rise glanced over the Reachman before hefting him up onto his shoulder and making his way to a bedroll.

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Warden stared at the Imperial and shook his head no, before waving his hand in a 'now shoo' motion.

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♣

Rise stared at the Reachman's swollen abdomen, before finally bursting into loud, roaring laughter. Sometimes grey mages really were funny.

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Rise/Fria

Name: Ariana Aicherius-Valentia (Ari)Gender: FemaleGeneral Appearance: Dark brown, curly hair cut short enough to make it poof out a bit like her mother’s; wide, dark brown, ‘doe-eyes’; tall, like both her parents, but surprisingly well-filled outPersonality: Quiet, with special attention towards ‘child-like innocence.’ In reality, however, she took after her mother, and is quite manipulative, with small bouts of snapping angerSpecial Talents: Puppetry and story-tellingWho they like better: RiseWho they take after more: FriaPersonal Headcanon: It was apparent when Ari began to hit puberty that she shared her father’s beastblood. Fortunately, she had not only daddy Rise to assist her, but big brother Raig as well. As she got older and began wanting to explore more, Raig insisted he go along with her, as a bodyguard of sorts. Since she wanted to be able to freely explore without having to worry about a transformation gone wrong, she allowed him to tag along.