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"You're so in love with that blond person! It's obvious! And I'm not talking about me!"

“You’re going to have to be more specific, Barry. I know quite a few blonds, most of whom in varying degrees of fondness.“And I’m legitimately surprised you didn’t accuse me of digging you, so I guess that character development is slowly kicking in.”

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☀️

A pillow soars across the darkened room, landing square on Barry’s face.

Seeing no response, another followed.

Calem shifted from where he’d fallen asleep on the couch the night before. “Dude, seriously. Get up.”

On second thought, going two days without sleeping would bush even the most dynamic of dynamos, and that certainly seemed to be the case here. “Maybe I’ll just dump some coffee in his mouth once I finish breakfast.”

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🌧- For a heavy, emotional secret

when Oliver was still living at the orphanage he would often wind up in fights, one of which sent another boy to the hospital. He’s never told anyone about this, not even Arthur or Jenny

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reddish brass and acacia for calem!

reddish brass: how likely is your muse to step up and take the role of a leader? are they willing to take the challenge, or are they more apt to being a follower?

I’m . . . not really sure. Calem normally avoids getting involved at all, but when he does, I imagine he would be the type to take charge of a situation in order to get through it okay. This guy wouldn’t be the champion if he was one to back down from a challenge.

acacia: how much does it take for your muse to hate someone?

Basically, unless you routinely kick puppies/babies Calem will at best mildly dislike you. If you do, you will have a die-hard enemy.

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✿ for both??

✿: what my muse would like to do when they’re older

Calem has considered going into teaching full-time when he’s older, but he’s still chewing on that idea.

Amaranth sees herself as most likely turning into one of those sweet old lady florists.

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☹❤♧

☹: something that makes my muse upset

Calem intensely detests anybody abusing their Pokemon. To the point that he will offer them physical violence unprovoked before reporting them.

Amaranth will react badly to unsolicited contact. As touchy-feely as she is, she prefers initiating it. After she communicates that touching is okay, whether implicitly by doing it first or explicitly by telling somebody, she’s fine. But somebody just coming up and touching her had either be a good friend or ready for a swift knee in the squishy bits.

❤: what my muse looks for in a person they like

Calem’s decision-making process is simple -- Are you Serena? If yes, victory. If no, better luck somewhere else.

In all seriousness, he looks for passion, for intelligence, for fire. If your sheer personality is fierce enough, you could have been beaten with the ugly stick every day of your prepubescent life and he’d look past that.

Amaranth isn’t really sure what she’s looking for in a man yet. Over time she’s known herself to find certain qualities attractive in one, but not in another. Until then, she a) doesn’t think it would be fair to casually date just to feel people out and b) enjoys messing with them too much to truly commit.

♧: something my muse is really good at

I’m going to assume this is asking for a skill that isn’t one they do for a living, just to keep things fun.

Calem rocks at crosswords, but totally bombs any hint to do with classical music.

Amaranth could practically charm the birds out of trees with her singing.

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♔✺✈

♔: my muse’s celebrity crush(es)

Calem kind of shuffles awkwardly, mumbles something that sounds suspiciously like Cynthia into his shoes and then cites needing to do something and excuses himself quickly.

Amaranth grins wickedly, holding a tabloid as though it were a shopping list.

✺: something my muse loves and never gets tired of

Battle training, as weird as it sounds. Calem loves the languorous feeling that follows a long training session, when he’s tired but immensely satisfied with the results of his work.

If Amaranth could turn herself into a plant, she probably would. She loves the feeling of getting down in the dirt, whether to plant seedlings, trim and care for her nascent plants, or pulling weeds out where they spring up.

✈: where my muse would go if they could move anywhere

I’m not sure Calem would. He likes what he’s got in Lumiose, and doesn’t really see the appeal of heading anywhere else. He’d probably visit Hoenn more often to hit up the Battle Frontier, but he wouldn’t want to move there. Too hot.

Amaranth . . . . would consider Floararoma Town or Verdanturf Town, just to get closer to nature. The rigid delineation between nature and man in Lumiose bugs her, but at this point it’s where her business is and moving farther south doesn’t seem like it would help much.

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✦

“Hey, Melanie, if we’re going to make it on time, we’ve gotta get going so -- Oh, there you are.”

Calem wasn’t entirely sure why she had invited him along to . . .whatever the heck it was they were attending, but she’d been pretty clear that it was a black tie affair so he’d had to dig one of his suits out of the back of his closet.

Melanie stood framed in the doorway of her hotel room in a slinky black dress that ran to the floor, hair pinned up and a pair of what looked like diamond earrings twinkling in the light.

“You look . . . seriously amazing, Mel.”

Her smile said “but of course I do, blue eyes” without ever actually opening her mouth. Instead she just offered her arm in a manner that brooked no other course of action, so Calem took it and off they went.