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“Don’t be scared, it’s okay!”

Ja’far is quick to get on his knees, holding his hand out slowly to the girl. She seemed so afraid, and it instantly made him worried. What was it that scared her so much in the first place...? 

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“Can you walk?” -Morgiana

Injuries meme 🗲 @labyrinthus-magici​ 

Ah, that hurt, a little more than he’d like to admit. A sharp cut along his calf knocked him off balance; but not before he was able to dispatch the offender. He buckled to one knee, grit his teeth for a moment before pushing himself back up. Best not to put too much weight on it, not until he can get a bandage round the wound. 

He glances to Morgiana, who of course looks worried. But Ja’far only smiles, brief in an attempt at reassurance.

“I can, thank you. You needn’t worry about me.”

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❛❛ Nobody ever told me that I was a good kid… ❜❜ -Morgiana

Meme. 🗲 @labyrinthus-magici 🗲 Accepting.

Everyone deserves to hear that at least once. But he knew how seldom it happened in this world. Ja’far reached out, put a hand on her head, giving her ample opportunity to pull away if the gesture discomforted her. ( he knew Masrur had been rather confused by a gentle hand when they had first met. ) He smoothed her hair and smiled, warm and comforting. 

“And I’m sorry for that. No one should have to experience what you did. But you are safe now. Do not ever doubt your worth; for you are an exceptional young woman. I know you will go on to do great things and from what Masrur tells me, you have already accomplished much.”

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"I can't sleep" -Masrur

Accepting.

Ja’far is usually up late, despite the protests from Rurumu. ( you’ll never grow if you don’t sleep. ) Even if he’s been sent to bed, separated from his work space, he’ll generally lay awake for a while, quiet with his own thoughts. So when Masrur knocks on the door, Ja’far is already awake to invite him inside. ( he’d heard his shuffling footsteps coming down he hall anyway. )

Ja’far sits up in his bed, urges Masrur to come over. He puts a hand on his head and smiles, warm and serene. 

“Having trouble again? Did something happen?” He invites Masrur to sit beside him. “I guess I’m having trouble too. Maybe we can stay together for the night, I’ll even make some tea if you’d like.” he didn’t want Masrur to feel like a burden, so he offered to let him stay in a way that was mutually beneficial. It might make things easier for him, put less pressure on the boy who seemed so intent on facing things himself. 

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labyrinthus-magici replied to your post “tbh honest tho a Repo! au would be good shit. ja’far as a repo man...”

I've only listened to like 2 songs from that bc my friend likes it but honestly ur so right that one song made me think of him

yo i highly recommend it bc the music is stellar if you’re into rock/metal/macabre