#dymaxiion

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      He felt exhausted -- and he probably looked it as well. River had come to him once or twice and tried to demand him to rest; they didn’t know how long it would take Jamie to wake up -- but, he had waved her off several times mutely. He felt GUILTY, even if he knew logically there was no blame on his shoulders. He hadn’t been with Jamie when it happened, and he hadn’t even known about it until it was too late. There was a sharp twist in his gut whenever he thought about it ; a nausea that made him feel ill --...     A thumb ran across the silver of one Jamie’s aged dogtags from the Brotherhood ; merely something to keep him busy -- something to keep his hands occupied in the hours that drug on into the night ; into the early morning. Until his eyelids were burning and his body was heavy with weariness.    He felt like drifting -- he felt like giving in -- until there was a shift, a stir, from the bed and his eyes were snapping up ; aware and awake once again, “Jamie?”

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GOD, PRIDE

GOD. -Does your muse believe in a god? If so, describe it.

{Already answered.}

PRIDE. -What is your muses biggest flaw?

{He’s very selfish and can be extremely unsympathetic to anyone outside of the Outcasts.

  Despite having an abundance of technology hidden in the Outcast bunker he not only refuses to share it but often uses his resources for indulgent purposes. Tristan takes everything he has for granted because he is used to it. From his perspective, he lives a “normal” life. But normal to him is having access to advanced medical care, clean water, and food supplies.}

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@dymaxiion || modern fantasy sc.

Last call had rung out fifteen minutes ago. The bar’s thinned out, little by little, drop by drop, but stragglers still remain. It’s one in particular that has Quinn approaching Jamie. Makes it look like idle talk, as she dries out the rack of shotglasses, lining them along the shelves. 

“Getting bad vibes from that one,” She mumbles softly, over her shoulder. ‘Will he be trouble?’ She asks in-between the lines.“You know anything about him?”

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@dymaxiion

It was his first day off in who knew how long. A day where he was supposed to be relaxing, not worrying about who was doing what or who; not caring about plots in a darkened corner. 

Supposed to.

The demon spawn lumbered away from the dragon’s corpse. Not as big as they used to be; something about having to adapt to stay around or some science talk trying to make sense of things magical and supernatural. But still big enough to Raserei a run for his money and to smash his truck, which had just been replaced when he himself sent the last one flying in a fit of rage.

A deep soul rattling roar broke free from the demon spawn when he saw the state of his truck. 

This was supposed to be a day off. Mandatory relaxation from The Agency. 

His tail trashed violently against the ground; blood covered his twisted form, larger and more grotesque than normal, the magic that repressed his physical appearance gone. Heavy horns rested on his head like an unwanted crown, a legacy he never asked for.

With more effort then he wanted to admit it took he calmed himself down enough that he was mostly back in control and not his blood and the voices it housed. He reached into his pocket and much to his surprise his phone was safe.

Maybe his sister was right about those Otterboxes. 

After flipping through the few numbers he had in it he stopped on one and sent the number a text.

[To:Notshitmage] Come pick me up. Dragon wrecked my truck.

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What's one thing Tristan regrets from the Capital Wastes & what's one thing he regrets from the Commonwealth?

{He regret’s not going back to Paradise Falls before he left - of all the unfinished business he left behind, burning that place to the ground was always number one on the list. Tristan def feels like he has allowed it to continue on by not intervening and putting a stop to the entire place.

With the Commonwealth he does not have too many regrets. Besides maybe settling into the first empty bunker he found. He wasn’t aware originally that there a number of Vaults no longer occupied in Boston and would have preferred having one of those instead.} 

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✨ + Sarah Lyons??

✨ + a character: What must happen for that character to get involved with mine?

{I don’t know whether “involved” here means romantically or just a platonic interaction. 

But- in either case, it’s really verse dependant?

Tristan respected Sarah even after he left to join the Outcasts. He’s been vocal in the past about regarding her as a sort of rival he wanted to have on the Brotherhoods side; somebody he respected while disagreeing at the same time. 

I don’t see him wanting to go hostile if he encountered her out in the wastes for that reason alone. He wouldn’t have anything nice to say about the Brotherhood or her actions as the Sentinal but I could see that being a sort of opening. If encountered enough Tristan converses more. It’s just his habit, he likes talking to the people he’s familiar with even if he doesn’t necessarily like them. So technically there’s a possibility if Sarah interacted with him enough in DC (or it was some au where she’s somehow alive in Boston) he could possibly develop an interest in her.}