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//Oh Seventus... I’ve been looking at anime girls for years for her. Not gonna lie this one was hard. Lets see...
Tea Leoni?

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FC ME UP
Let me pick an alternate face claim for you!
//Oh Seventus... I’ve been looking at anime girls for years for her. Not gonna lie this one was hard. Lets see...
Tea Leoni?
🎶
Send 🎶 for a song that reminds my muse of yours.
Poets of the Fall- Daze
“kabedon”
“Ca-can i help you inquisitor?” She asked quietly and tries to slide out from the wall
Spring: What’s your earliest memory?
“The underhive,” he replied without hesitation. “Trying to eek out a living in the gutters.”
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Send me a “ 💞 “ and I post a gif showing my muses feeling towards yours.
(ಥ_ಥ): finish this: i hate it when…
[Get to Know the Mun]
... I forget to take dinner out of the freezer to defrost in the morning.
3. What is your muse’s biggest fear?
Bourne’s greatest fear I’d say is letting those who trust him down. So many depend on him and to the let them down would be crushing for him.
Arrik fears that when his time is up and he comes to his end that no one will notice and no one will care.
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He sits at a long table comrades and friends on either side of him. The sounds of laughter and friendship permeates the air, the room is filled with warm light and the smell of good food. But slowly the lights turn cold, the scents of food faded and the room goes silent. The people all turn to stare at Bourne faces devoid of any emotion then they begin to disappear until the only one left at the table was him. Then the voices began to scream at him, blaming him for their deaths, jeering at his mistakes calling out his inadequacies. Before once again leaving him in silence, Bourne looked into his hands as he began to disappear.