♕: Having your muse sneak up on mine in the shower
Kat was taking a nice long shower, sighing under the water. After washing her hair, she kept her eyes closed as she massaged her body, not knowing the presence coming to her.
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♕: Having your muse sneak up on mine in the shower
Kat was taking a nice long shower, sighing under the water. After washing her hair, she kept her eyes closed as she massaged her body, not knowing the presence coming to her.
"Future" : Patrick and fey. ((A what if xD))
Send “Future” for a drabble/starter in which our muses have a family
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Fey sat back on the sofa, nursing an arrow wound on her shoulder. Patrick had been rather firm about her not straining herself now that she was injured. So she was not allowed to fight or do anything fun until she was all healed up and did not need the bandages. It was rather frustrating to the mischievous spirit, to not be allowed to do something.
“Ma, lift me up” a little red headed girl asked reaching up, expecting to be lifted and held. “No little one, I can’t. I’m hurt, remember. Yer dad says I can’t pick ya up or put ya on my back until I am all better” Fey explained. The little girl pouted at her mother before running into the other room to get her father to carry her.
Darkness. The concept of both space and how the universe is right now. The dark side consuming it slowly and it slowly growing stronger. The emperor had foreseen the fact that Darth Vader would be a hinderance. So he decided to create a group of apprentices that would act as his hands. The hands of the emperor. A former Jedi, Marcus knight, kneels before the emperor as he looked up at him,"as you wish my master." He was now sent to hunt down former Jedi. Looking at a file with a name. Shaak-ti
She felt the disturbance, the sudden lack of security. This was evident in the force, a sudden fluctuation in it. The ex Jedi wasn’t safe. Somehow, someway, in the midst of the outer rim, she wasn’t safe. A quickening was in her pulse, eyes focussing down as she tried to pin point it. Too far away, too out of practice in these types of things. With teeth pressed to her cheek, finger tips ran over the hilt of her sabres hilt. They wouldn’t see her dead, not without a fight.
Kidnapping
Christine woke up with a groan. Her eyes fluttered, and she tried to move her hands to wipe them, but she realized her hands were tied. Her eyes flew open at that, immediately on guard. She gazed around the room, trying to keep a level head and her breathing in check. Christine took a few minutes just to see how well she was tied down, and eventually realizing she wasn't going to get out of this so easily. She had been in this situation so many times but this time felt different.