#quietofthedead

[soulsmuses]

❤

Send me ❤️ and I will bold all that applies to your muse.

(Lia for EZ~)

I would kill for you. • I would make love to you. • I would fuck you. • I would protect you. • I would hurt you for a selfish cause. • I wish we had more in common. • I want nothing to do with you. • I want to see you cry. • I want a future with you. • I want to destroy your future. • I do not care what you do. • I am indifferent towards you. • I want children with you. • I love you ( platonically ) • I love you ( romantically ) • I love you life family. • You are my family. • I could fall in love with you. • I would lie for you. • I would fight by your side. • I will never let you go. • I would hold you while you cried. • I would hug you. • I want to kiss you. • I would stay by your bedside if you were ill. • I want to fall asleep with you in my arms. • I want to forget you. • I will never forget you. • I only want to make you proud. • I wish I could make you happy. • You deserve nothing. • I will never forgive you. • You confuse me.

[soulsmuses]

ϟ (from EZ, for Lia)

Send me ϟ for my muse to tell yours the story behind one of their scars.

“A first lesson in combat. Our instructor believed in learning in action. It was considered a “low threat” simulation but still, even those could be...dangerous. I did not protect myself properly and got caught with a knife edge.”

Lia traced a finger across her bare abdomen, a scar running diagonal from her side to above the belly button.

“I learned fast. No mercy was to be given in practice, because the field would be unforgiving. One mistake will be your last.”

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“ what happened to you? “

Send me    “ what happened to you? “    for your muse to find mine bandaging up a wound.

Jumping at the voice, Engel’s black feathers ruffled in a puff as his spun his head to stare towards them. He was in the midst’s of wrapping gauze around his arm with tell-tale signs of other scrapes and bruises on his body, a few feathers missing from wings. On the sink was an open first-aid kit, the bird having riffled through it guessing which things would be needed to tend to himself.

A soft grey blush bloomed over the avians cheeks, offering a sheepish smile as he chuckled.

“Funny enough, I clotheslined myself while in the midst of flight. Took a bit of a tumble in the alley, nothing serious! At least it was not a window this time.”

[soulsmuses]

🍀 luck

Send a symbol for our muses to discuss.

“Luck? Hmm...”

The topic was indeed surprising, drawing the nurses gaze up from the paperwork she currently had been reviewing. Her gaze met the other, pondering silently as to what brought this question up to begin with. Humming a moment in thought, Lia replied.

“I am not much of a believer in luck. Or even fate for that matter. I tend to lean in favor of chance. That things occur in ratios and possibilities. Even if it is near impossible, nothing is truly impossible. Just not as likely. And when those amazing moments occur, well, I believe that’s when refer to that slim chance as luck.”

The nurse cocked her head to the side and asked “What do you believe in? Do you think luck is real?”

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He doesn’t say anything.

He just watches.

And judges.