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Send me ➵ and I will bold all that applies to your muse
I would hurt you or use you. | you unsettle me. | I dislike you or you annoy me. | I would like to get to know you better. | I pity you. | YOU CONFUSE ME! | I feel indifferent towards you. | I would be friends with you. | I would fight by your side. | I would hug you or hold your hand. | I would kiss you. | I would sleep with you. | I would lie for you. | I would protect you. | I would fall in love with you. | I would kill for you | I respect you. | you are my family. | I don’t know you.
[Maksim may or may not be woken up by the sound of Felnyx slamming the door behind him and starting to barricade it with large objects.]
[He wakes slowly, voice groggy and eyes bleary. He supposes he can’t rouse too much of a fuss considering how early he wakes, but that doesn’t keep him from groaning pointedly and pulling the covers more tightly around himself.] What are you doing?
"I see you found your way back to your family, then."
Maeve freezes, it was the man that offered her coin in Riften. Did he discern her fib?“Oh you are family too?” She attempts to recover her story. It was strange that he was here.
@felnyx:
If by ‘handled’ you mean 'handing my arse to me when I thought I was winning’ then yeah.
I did, in fact. You didn’t think your first days in the Brotherhood would be easy, did you?
Regardless, you’ve been assigned a mentor.
💜💛 uuuugh its the damn booty.
Send some hearts to tell my muse how yours feels about them.
💜: Finds them sexually attractive.
💛: Loves them platonically.
{{ I mean, really, can you blame him? That Imperial booty just won’t quit }}
Even Ground
@felnyx:
Maksim was crying. He suddenly didn’t seem so intimidating any more, still, he didn’t like to see people cry. Or he didn’t want to seem like he enjoyed seeing people cry, anyway. People who had snapped at him and made the first few days of his life in the Sanctuary very uncomfortable. Felnyx sat next to him on the bed. “It’s alright. I’m not going to judge you.” He said casually, while judging him. He wondered what on earth could have made such a cold and stuck up man cry, and felt a little smug about it. He put a hand on Maksim’s shoulder reassuringly, and very carefully, just in case the Nord decided now was the time to cut it off.
He hated that he was caught like this, red-eyed and sniffling in front of a newcomer. He grimaced, drug his fingertips through his hair. He knew better than to believe Felnyx; He had no doubt he was being judged.
Perhaps that was the guilt talking. The guilt, which told him that everyone knew of his crimes and loathed him for them. Improbable, at best. Who among this den of killers could judge him for murdering someone? They weren’t exactly a moral group. Still...
He flinched slightly beneath the touch of Felnyx’s hand, and although he shifted his shoulder, he didn’t pull away.
“It hurts,” He said at last, flexing the fingers of his mechanical hand. “Where it used to be. It comes and goes. It’ll pass. That’s all.”
"Are you the doctor? I was told to come for a physical examination or something."
“Ah yes! You’re the newblood. Well, certainly newer than I am, come in, have a seat.” She gestures to a wooden chair, as she goes off to grab a book of records. Flipping through the massive book, she happens upon a new page, and readies her quill with ink.
“Now then, I’m Alesha. I want you to be absolutely honest with me when we’re speaking, yes? This is very important.
Let’s start with some questions. First off, what’s your name? Secondly; are you sexually active? If yes, have you caught any diseases? Do you smoke, drink or use drugs? If yes, how often do you partake in these activities?” She lists off questions upon questions, some completely too personal for a regular conversation, but one can see Alesha’s maintained a very professional front.