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“I’m sorry, did you need something?”
“Hm?” Huginn looked up, brows raised, from his bowl of noodles. A single noodle slipped out of his lips and splatted onto the counter past his raised chopsticks.
“S’ry?” he mumbles around a mouthful, chewing and then swallowing, wiping his mouth on the back of a sleeve. “Didja say somethin’?”
sincerest-flattery
syx-blue
Minion swirled around in his tank, disoriented, “Sir? Miss?”
He’d been up far too late into the night himself on his guilty pleasure the early final fantasy games. He never quite knew when to put the game down so he only let himself play when there weren’t any evil plans in the near future. The shouting and commotion had roused him, but it had taken far to long to actually get his robotic limbs moving.
As it was, Minion didn’t know what he was looking at. Seeing Anna comforting a strange woman and his Sir looking very distressed, Minion looked between them and started heading towards his Sir with a confused frown.
“Wh- Minion!” Syx shouted in panic, reaching out towards his brother, “That’s nOT ME!”
“Uhhh, Sir?” the hench-fish squawked, looking around the room in growing distress.
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In her state, Minion’s appearance doesn’t make Veda any more comfortable. Shying away even with Anna trying to help, she finds herself unable to focus on any of the group for very long, switching between the three every few seconds to try and figure out what was going on.
“I- you have-.” But of course he did, some small part of her reminds, a part that was easy to ignore right now.
Keeping her arms around her mate in female form, Anna ran her hands up and down his spine in an effort to keep her highly energized love calm. She knew her own calm nature and her ability to stay calm in many situations would be what would hopefully be able to get them all through this. Though unfortunately Syx had spoken and Minion had acted before she could actually say anything to de-escalate the situation before it even started to begin with. By now, one would think that she would be used to the fast pace that everything seemed to take from time to time in this area... but for now she merely sighed some and pressed a lingering kiss to the temple of her mate’s head.
“Minion, there has been some kind of accident. Syx and ... “ she trailed off, looking to Veda now as she realized that she didn’t truly know her name. “I’m sorry.. what’s your name?” she prompted, motioning towards Veda where she sat in Syx’s body.
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Syx feels English (and human language in general) is inadequate to properly express his love for those dearest to him. He knows very few words of his birth language, but the words of love his parents spoke to him in those first 8 days are the most precious thing he has from them beyond Minion and the binkey. He has repeated those loving words that he equates with true love to two people so far. Wayne and Anna. The fact that he and Wayne broke up after that still leaves him feeling gutted some days.
He doesn’t actually really know what the words mean. He knows the emotion, but his understanding of the language is just that a baby would have. He can mimic those phrases and knows the emotions behind them, but he could never translate them. Yet even though his beloved will understand the words even less than him, those are still his truest words to say “I love you.”
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send ⚠ to pick up/carry my muse
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Haz`le let out a squeak as Veda picked her up. She had ran across Veda after a year apart, she hadn’t been planning it. Usually she would protest being picked up, but now, being hurt as she was, she didn’t argue.
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Mickey’s smile was immediately and vibrant with her happiness at the mere concept. It had been so long since she had small children running around her home.. “I would absolutely love that,” She spoke with a genuine warmth. “Its been a really long time, since I had children over.. it woudl be a lot of fun! If you wanted to of course!” She was quick to assure Veda.
“They can be something of a handful,” Veda is careful to warn, though seeing Mickey’s reaction makes her far more willing to bring the twins along with her next time. “But yes, I believe I do.”
She sounds honest about that regardless of the potentially odd phrasing.
Mickey laughed warmly, nodding in agreement, “Oh I’m sure. They are twins, right?” she prompted, unsure if she is remembering that fact correctly or not. It had been some time since she had spoken with Veda, and admittedly she didn’t quite have the same recollection of things that she used to have when she was younger. Not that she minded, and she was sure that Veda wouldn’t mind correcting her in case she was wrong.
Despite the odd phrasing, she certainly was glad that the other woman agreed to come over with the children her expression clearly showing as such. “We can make a day of it. Oh, this will be so much fun!” She exclaimed happily, tail swaying behind her before stilling, not nearly as expressive in those features as her own daughter was.
📝 ((for mickey))
Send me📝 and my muse will reveal their thoughts about your muse || not accepting
Their first impression: “She’s a sweetheart. I wonder if she gardens too?”
Their current impression: “Definitely a sweetheart, who’s kids are beyond adorable. There’s something more about her but, she’ll tell me when she’s ready.”
What they like the most about your muse: “That quiet and gentle nature”
What they dislike the most about your muse: N/A. Mickey hasn’t found anythign she doesn’t like
What your muse is for them ( Friend, lover, rival ecc.): “Friend, without a doubt.”
A general opinion of their relationship: “I’m so blessed to have her as a friend. She’s a wonderful person.”
If applicable, something they wish to reveal: N/A
"Letting someone see you that vulnerable, it's a scary thing."
crack Emma’s shell || accepting
Emma was quiet for a bit, listening to the woman with a relatively contemplative expression, slowly bringing her drink to her lips to take a lengthy drink from before merely nodding. “It’s terrifying,” she admitted quietly, shrugging her shoulders. “That’s what makes the people that do open up so strong, you know?” she prompted, knowing she definitely wasn’t talking about herself. Despite how happy and open she was, there wasn’t a whole lot that some of the people close to her knew...
((14, 15, and 16!))
Questions about her creation || accepting
If you had to narrow it down to 2 things that you MUST keep in mind while working with your OC, what would those things be?
Just two? >_< okay so I think the first two important things to keep in mind is the fact that Emma strives to be a place of comfort and relaxation for other people, somebody that comes off as open and willing to listen. To be able to be that for other people brings about a large sense of pride in herself, for various reasons. The biggest reason, is because its basically all that she knows how to be, something she had learned to be when she was really young and trying her best to keep her father and brother from fighting so much. At that age, it was naively what she thought could help... that if they could have just that bit of comfort, that steady person at their side, that it could prevent anything from escalating. (I could go on and on about this).
The second thing to keep in mind, is the fact that she is very diverse? The people that she interacts with, tends to change how she acts as well. There are a lot of people out there that get various different types of Emma’s... and very, very few, that are lucky enough to see the full picture.
What is something about your OC can make you laugh?
How sassy she can get. Its always so funny when she gets like that, for pretty obvious reasons. She can be so ridiculous sometimes.
What is something about your OC can make you cry?
Oh god... How much she can feel and how much she burdens herself with without bothering to tell anybody. She had lived almost all of her life dealing with her own shit on her own because she didn’t want to bother anybody in her home when they had their own shit to deal with. So its kind of manifested itself into this picture of a woman who is as strong as everybody sees Emma to be, when in reality she’s struggling most of the time without anybody even knowing.
