4. Top, bottom or switch?
Bottom. He doesn't mind switching it up now and then, but he has pretty clear preferences.
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4. Top, bottom or switch?
Bottom. He doesn't mind switching it up now and then, but he has pretty clear preferences.
H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.)
If you were to just infer from the state of the tangled, wild mane on her head, you’d be surprised. Kas keeps everything below the belt either groomed short or sugar-waxed around a little patch. She’s probably got some fuzz going in her armpits, and doesn’t care about that at all.
📰- Does your muse like to read the news?
Unusual questions for your muse
Gonna answer this OOCly as well. Despite being very good at math and business and having his own way of writing, Rei never learned to properly read or write. Ever. He can’t read… So, no, he doesn’t read the news haha
Edit: Toz’o is trying to teach him though.It’s not working that well...
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💬 When did my muse go on their first date?He actually didn’t date until he was 17. A lovely Miqo’te girl gave him a chance and while they were happy for a bit, she eventually just vanished on him. They reunited years down the line, but she had been mated with another. He never got a real explanation to her disappearance, but he blamed it on his heritage as always.
29. Does what they cannot see scare them?
(Choice of the RNG gods: Athanasius)
YES. Athanasiushas been fighting in battle after battle nonstop for the pastwho-knows-how-many years. He’s been onthe receiving end of ambushes, he’s had people attack his camps in the dead ofnight, seen food and water supplies poisoned, and seen the aftermath of areasthat had been targeted simply for being supply outposts, infirmaries, ormagitek maintenance areas. He’s beenlucky enough to come out alive, but this is how he’s lost most (if not all) ofthe few friends he’s ever had. This,along with just about everything else in his life, has left him with a heftyamount of PTSD to exacerbate his psychoses. He fears the quiet, he fears the dark, he fears the blind spot justbehind his head that he can never see no matter how hard he tries… He fears. He fears with every fiber of his being. And he doesn’t know how to Make It Stop.
Not-So-Nice Asks
ヽ(´ー`)ノ : What calms your muse down?
“Though it might sound cliche, the touch of my beloved can help to soothe my nerves, although I’d not refuse a drink, perhaps more. Calming myself in times of strife is a tall order, to be sure, but with the right company, a little truly does go a long way.”
//thanks @drunken-amethysts and @the-ruby-rogue!
7. What is your favorite vacation spot?
The beach. I love the beach. I am originally from Eastern North Carolina close to the coast. Currently I reside in Iowa. We are going actually this year to stay for a week at the beach in NC. I can’t wait to be able to hear the surf and just watch the moon over the ocean.
@drunken-amethysts Thank you for the ask <~@
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"Look alive lads!" the dark haired pirate calls out. He is dressed in fine clothes--silk shirt and pants, a satin jacket, all dyed in bright, gaudy colors--while gold and precious gems glisten at his neck, his ears, and his fingers. He has a rakish grin as his fingers dance over the control panel, seeking out buttons and levers with practiced ease.
"Let's see what she can do," Silvaire murmurs, grinning like a kid in a candy store as the engine rumbles beneath the deck. His hands grasp the wheel, then he draws in a deep breath and flicks one last switch.
He then lets out a whooping cheer as the airship rising into the air, as they gain speed and height, as the wind starts to whip through his hair. He was finally back in the skies, where he belonged...
...even if it was only in his dreams.