☢: If your muse knew that they were going to die in 24 hours, name three things they would do in the time they had left.
You know…the more I think about it the more I actually consider than she’d probably do almost nothing different. She’d do some prep for final affairs, I’m sure, like actually write down a will or a last letter for a friend to find. She’d also talk with a select few and give them a pat on the shoulder or check in to make sure they were okay.
Then she’d probably find Aymeric, insist on his finest wine he has in his possession and they drink it all. Ahlis doesn’t tell him what she knows. In fact I don’t think she’d tell anybody.
(For Matt) Fight: I'll write a drabble of my character fighting against yours.
Matt Murdock, the Daredevil. He couldn’t see, and yet he was such a fierce and precise fighter. Grant was on the run now, he couldn’t be seen anywhere or he’d get arrested for being Hydra. He made the mistake of getting lost on foot and he ended up in the wrong neighborhood. Hell’s Kitchen to be specific.
He was just standing there at the end of the alley. Grant was frozen in his place - if he didn’t move, did he still know where he was? God I hope not.
Grant picked up one of his feet silently and took a step backwards. He began inching back as quickly and quietly as he could. The last thing he wanted was to get caught up in a fight, no matter how unavoidable one was. Just as he reached the end of the alley, he saw Matt charge forward. He turned around and started at a full sprint down the empty road. He couldn’t turn back, he had to keep his eyes fixed forward, looking for any point of escape - a low roof he could try and jump to, or a fire escape. He went into full survival mode and didn’t realise Matt was hot on his tail.
He was tackled to the ground. He struggled to break free, and rolled out of his grasp and onto his knees. He stood as quickly as the Daredvil did, and he went forward to punch. He got Matt right in the jaw, and he was promptly punched right in the stomach. He winced and staggered backwards, which left him open for another hit, this one a kick straight to his head. Grant fell to the ground again and he used that moment to fall on his back, just out of the way of Matt’s next attack.
“Dude, stop it!” He shouted as he got back up to his feet. Another hit to the face - a punch, opposite of where he was kicked.
Grant was pissed. He threw a few more punches, trying to hit any nerve clusters to get him on the ground. Matt’s armor was too thick - he wasn’t getting any response. He pushed himself back a couple feet and he did a jump kick right to his chin. Two can play at this game.
Finally, Matt staggered backwards. It didn’t knock him to the ground, but it gave Grant the opening to run down the street.
He kept going at a full sprint until he reached the docks. The long, empty, concrete dock couldn’t absorb his footsteps. Grant stopped when he reached the center and he looked all around him. Matt was nowhere in sight, and there was nothing he could be hiding behind. He managed to escape, but it was only a matter of time before he was found again. He stared long and hard at the Hudson, considering how long it would take to swim across to Jersey. He was so out of breath, he couldn’t risk it. He headed over to the shadowy end and decided to stay out of sight until he could find a safe way out.
Lavish her with attention...no seriously. Even though she's not neglected in any aspect, she is a glutton for attention and in constant need of it. Or, you know...be one of her children. She loves her children no matter how bad she is at being a mother.
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She often looks for signs that things are going her way. I feel that Loki feels more at ease when she thinks that she's in control -- of course she could remain completely out of control and not even know it if the cards were played right.
I dreamt I was Coraline last night, and Other Mother had taken my mom again. There were other people there (idk who, mystery crew? XD), and I didn't want to panic them, so I went looking through the whole house just to make sure my mom really was gone.
Except the house wasn't the one in the movie; it was cluttered with knickknacks and eventually turned into a huge movie props and costume place. Suddenly I noticed they had really cool dragon and Pokemon wings for sale, and I started looking at those to find a good deal. I found some shiny purple bat wings that were kind of not well-made, but they had a good armature inside and it was two for only $3. Yeah, dream-me couldn't believe it either, especially when some of the big plush wings were over $500. I thought it was a typo. XD
But one set had really cool luna moth-like markings, so I might use that as inspiration for a dragon in the future. ^^
Don't blame Tony for what happened, please. He was drunk and I was sober. I let it happen. I should've known better. If you have to blame anyone, blame me.
