#muse interacts

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Hey Monty, I fucked your mom.

“Fuck, is she here?” Lucio looks around wildly, eyes wide in fear. Several moments later without a spear stabbing him in the eye, the Count turns back, a scowl now painting his features. “Keep that name under raps, man. I am Lucio, Count Lucio, and you should respect that.” He looks fervently around the room again before his shoulders fall back into their proud, relaxed posture. A smirk cuts through the sharp planes of Lucio’s face, a glower furrowing his eyebrows. “Does this mean I have new Daddy, then?”  

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You remind me of the babe.

“I’m not sure what other babe exists besides myself, to be perfectly honest. I am the quintessential babe.”

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Don’t you ever get lonely?

“Loneliness if for ugly people who don’t know how to party.”

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Babe with the power

“Oh, I have so much power!” Lucio trills, a wide grin on his face. A proud hand settles over his sternum, the crushed white velvet soft against his fingertips. He looks off in the distance, confident the turn of his head displays his jawline beautifully. The smirk of his face says as much, he was a impressive sight to behold. “I’m great with all sorts of power, magical or political.” The twinkle in his eye says that he believes that; the shaking heads of his guards behind him say completely different. But he didn’t need to know about that. 

[countcryptid]

bitch

“Wow,” Lucio exclaims as his gauntlet flares, fingers fanning out in a burst before curling back on themselves, the Count now studying his talons. Sharp silver eyes dart back, his tone now dead. “it’s almost like you want to lose use of your other eye too.” 

[countcryptid]

I didn't realize Viscount Druitt had a brother. xD

“I don’t know who this ‘Viscount’ is, but he must me honored to remind you of me.” 

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Count Lucio, can I brush your hair?

Lucio draws back, face screwing up in an incredulous frown before his features smooth out, a cocky smirk taking its place. 

His shoulders raise in a shrug, flesh hand raising to his hair. Fingers rack through the blond locks, putting back any loose strands that had fallen out of place. Silver eyes narrow and the smirk widens. “My hair is worth more than your life, are you sure you’d want to gamble on something like that?”  

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*pushes snouts through the door to the bedroom, seeking their favourite owner* (regalarcanasnorfs) (sorry I adore annoying the lucios as the puppers 😄 💕)

Lucio’s head turns from the documents in his lap to the creaking door, mouth pinched and ready to shout at whoever enters interrupted. The expression drops instantly, a gentle grin touching his wide eyes when he sees his visitors. “Hello babies.” He coos at the beautiful hounds, the clicking of their claws welcome in the still room. He pulls the papers to his side on the deep crimson sheets and opens his arms wide to them. “Come to papa.” ((never ever apologize for bring the doggos into my life i love them so much))