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How you do it with your character? Let's put it this way: I'm a fanfic writter I'm writting a Dekuari story and I use your RP (specially with Decus) as inspiration for my own fanfics.

Dekuari makes my heart go wild— eee!! But, do you? That’s all fine and dandy by me, personally, as long as you don’t take what either of us write word-for-word. But, what is it you’re specifically asking?

#Memorandum;#outofeis;#themisteriousdrb #appears five years late......#i'm so awful ugh i need to keep up more

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Send ☺ for our characters baking cookies together.

A newly thought out “tradition” to be added to the Vanguard’s agenda, all being creatively brought up by Decus just to get a festive feel— Though, the sneakish man most likely had believed the two, him and the half-elf, would have ended up with one another— A random draw to determine, all to say otherwise. A reach into a bowl and a randomly assigned activity, creepishly doing so as the half-elf slowly put her hand into a bowl and grabbed a paper, pulling out and glancing at. A pale tone brought to her face, frowning downwards as she read the name- — Marta Lualdi.It had read, all to make the female nearly faint at the glance. Shaking a head, an unhappy sigh released. Why had it been her, of all people. She would have taken Decus over the other, though to all hear the more tragic experience. Baking. A death sentence, hearing of all the rumors that spread about her skills in making a dish. A single dish. The girl could fail at making a bowl of cereal, which hadn’t even required skill in the first place.

"Fine." the girl had said, glancing downwards with a despaired look. There would have been no savior to help this outcome, and only bracement could accompany her. Could the pairing be worse? Mostly no; she would have taken the dumbo over the iron board. A stomp off, and exaggeration occurred in her own tone as she stormed off to find the other. Glaring over, a grab of the wrist as she dashed off with her to the kitchen.

"Let’s just get it over with." A sigh escaped, a glare remaining. "Let me bake, you just stand."

#Memorandum;#lumenary #i trIED

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5: they are going on a blind date together.

An idea brought to her attention by an acquaintance, though as ridiculous as she had found it, she promised to try it out for the purpose of quieting the other. A sign up online, and providing details about oneself. All to be matched with another. A curl of her fingers, typing out details on the application, soon to be submitted to be matched or found. An awaiting outcome, an awaited match. Not hyped too well, but awaiting to end it all.

Sitting at a screen, patiently as a cursor went to click a button, all to submit information that wasn't necessary in her own mind. A sigh released all out of boredom. Though, moments later a sound came as a notification, hovering over to see what, only to conclude some sort of 'match' out of it. A skim over, followed by a roll of her eyes as a click of acceptance was made. No anticipation to have it work or whatever one might believe.

Yet, a time and place had been arranged. Around noon, both to meet one another at a local restaurant. Time to pass, and time to approach. Preparing to go, a walk out the door and onward to the restaurant. Not a long distance, and a waste to take a vehicle. Waiting outdoors, a couple minutes early, she waited on any person who might have appeared to be from the website. Glanced about herself, "I barely even know who I'm looking for." she muttered, rolling her eyes.

#Memorandum;#3kdecus #idk what i'm even doing

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15: our muses are stuck in a broken elevator together.

Downward ascend, the two having the same destination to arrive at. The two, never being on the best of terms, had been in the same closed area with one another. Not to be an ongoing occurrence, as the two had expected a couple unbearable moments with one another, but tolerably enough to the point an out-lash couldn't be foreseen. A crossing of arms, and continuous tapping of an impatient food, awaiting the moments end.

However, undesired haults to ruin the time anticipated, a quick glimpse over to shoot a glare as both had swayed slightly. Arms falling to ones side, swaying as commotion occurred. A grunt to escape lips, as limbs brought back to a cross. Glares and curves downwards on her face, taking another look over to her side, seeing the undesirable bystander who happened to be with her, alone in the events.

"With you?" she said, breaking an almost silent moment between the two. A sigh following the words, as she began to pout. "Not like it'd be bad enough-- Why is Goddess Martell being so harsh to me today?"

#Memorandum;#lumenary #this is awful bc i can't think of anything #like it's a good prompt i just

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