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HEY CHIKADEES !

           With the new year coming up, I’ve decided to archive this blog. It’s been a long time coming, since the tags on this blog   ( amongst other things )   are a bit of a mess. I do intend on replying to all my drafts and messages, but you can find my responses, along with my muses, at the url:

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Thanks for the love on this blog, it was more than I ever expected. Hope to see you at the rebooted blog !

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multamusae --- SEBASTIAN.

          “Knew it,” Sebastian says, glancing down at the notes with a grin. As they stand in line, he listens to the other talk, skimming the notes. He doesn’t really fully understand much of it, but Caleb’s words and the notes seem to match up. “I think you got this down pretty good.”

      CALEB rolls his eyes, but he’s still smiling which means it’s all good. “i’m probably stressing myself out over nothing,” he admits, lips thinning. “i know the material, but i’ve never been good with tests and stuff. i’ve never been good in school, really.”

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multamusae --- TREVOR.

          “I have a subconscious knack for it, apparently.” It’s not the first nice place he’s found by accident and he doubts it’ll be the last. Victor leads them to a high top table, sliding into the stool. “I was in India for about fifteen years, actually.”

      “GOOD skill to have.” he slides into the seat across from trevor and occupies himself with staring around the bar. he does turn his gaze to trevor at that, the statement catching his interest. “oh really ?  whereabouts in india ?”

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svikulir-sonur --- LOKI.

Oh he knew precisely what to call him but given his current position and being stripped of his magic he preferred to play nice at the moment. He narrowed his eyes was he watched the man before him. So much confidence, such arrogance seemed to spew forth from him and oddly for a moment it intrigued the raven haired prisoner. Had he once been like that? Arrogant and exuding such charisma? “And just why are you here?”, he asked.

He smirked. He wasn’t wrong about that not one bit. The Aesir weren’t very open to new or different. Funny though as this creature seemed to speak as if he had first hand experience not being welcomed. “Yes well there is never much truth to getting ones news from rumors” he retorted as he looked at his nails as if bored. “I wouldn’t say I caused a stir though, merely ruffled a feather or two, made them see the error of their ways perhaps”, he said nonchalantly. “So what really brings you here to this tower”.

BLUE eyes glint in amusement as he let’s the Asgardian look his fill. there’s not much to see. at his young age, he can still pass as a midgardian or aesir. turning into a monster like his elders won’t happen until much, much later.   ( the thought sits like a sliver of ice in his spine, cold and discomforting, though he’s resigned to his fate. )   another shrug, flippant, casual, a bit dismissive. as if it doesn’t REALLY matter, but julian supposes he can answer. “boredom. curiosity. my species are watchers, so it’s in my nature i suppose.”

julian MIGHT have tried peeking around asgard once upon a time. he hadn’t lied when he said he was a watcher; the resentment didn’t hurt either. why did they get a beautiful, lush world when he and his were stuck in a dark, icy wasteland ?  what made them more worthy ?  “exactly. so here i am.” julian grins.  “whatever you want to think, though i do like the idea of the aesir admitting to error.” a pause, considering. then: “i like midgard. i've spent a lot of time here over the centuries. i was curious about the chitauri, the avengers, all of it.”

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truesymphony --- RAY.

    Her nose wrinkled slightly when he mentioned Grubbs.  They were a lot alike and it seemed she wasn’t the only one freezing her tootsies off.  “I keep takin’ his.”  She wasn’t even gonna lie.  “Jus don’t tell him that.”  Shopping would be good.  There was actually a few things she needed but some things she didn’t want to bring up with her uncle or brother for that matter.  She ducked into Grubbs room before heading down the stairs to take some of his socks and put on.

It was still odd hearing her uncle laugh. he always seemed so serious growing up but now staying with him he was normal.  She enjoyed it.  She smirked when he mentioned the grey hair.  “I think he is already gettin’ them or maybe it’ll fall out.”  She hoped not but she loved to tease.  “Plus I’m adorable so I’ll so get a girlfriend before he does.”

      ANOTHER chuckle, and dervish pantomimes zipping his mouth shut. “sure thing. how long do you think it’ll take for him to notice it ?”  he’s willing to play along, if only to see his nephew’s befuddlement. it should be good fun. he waits for her outside the door, unwilling to enter grubbs’ room without him.   ( it’s a matter of privacy and respecting his boundaries. )   he wonders if he can get meera over here when they go shopping, to help ray with any of the more... feminine items she might need. it’ll be easier for everyone involved that way.

“there’s no shame in going bald,” dervish points out, running a hand over his smooth head. admittedly, he’d shaved it off a while back to save himself the trouble of watching it all fall out, but ray probably would’ve counted it. he rolls his eyes at that. “of course that makes everything better.” he’s smiling as he says it though.

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woolfcried --- THE ILLUSIONIST.

         ‘it certainly did. but it takes longer still to make sure the audience still believes they are being TRICKED.’ being too perfect only piqued people’s suspicions that her illusions were more real then they appeared. even with feats she had mastered over many YEARS and could do them asleep, she would purposely make her movements sloppier so anyone watching could imagine the nonexistent gears and SLEIGHT of hand in place of real, genuine magic.

          her look grew warmer seeing his expression, toying with her own RING finger where a burnt scar could be seen seared into her usually fair skin. 

      “IF i didn’t know any better, i’d say they were real.” and maybe he DOESN’T know better. impossibilities are a staple in his life now with THOR and BRUCE and the fact that he still looks twenty something instead of an old man of ninety like he should. "who knows though, right ?  there’s more to the world than i ever thought there was when i was a kid.” if he only knew what was coming when he was just a kid living in brooklyn.

he’s  ( mostly )  joking about that, and it shows in the easy smile on his face. “if you don’t mind my asking, do you recommend any tents ?  there are so many, and i might not have a chance to come back.” he never knew when he’d be called away on avenger’s business.

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multamusae --- MARY.

          She narrows her eyes slightly. “Maybe. I get flack for it a lot.”

      “THEY’RE fuckin’ idiots then,” he says. “you’re damn good at your job, and whoever says otherwise needs to get their head checked.” he might give her shit sometimes, but he does respect her.

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warsraging --- STRANGER.

warm smile rested on her lips as she watched the little one interact with her companion. wolfie certainly didn’t mind the attention, head bumping against small hands asking for more affection. “oh, he did?” erika laughed, glancing up at the girl’s father. “really creative. much more than mine      right, wolfie?” the cat followed suit with a bark, tongue hanging off his mouth much like a dog; the familiar sight caused the woman to laugh again.

“never read any of those books, though,” she added a little shamefully. it wasn’t as though she had time or resources to read for her own leisure, and her brief time spent in school was… complicated, to say the least. erika was quick to brush it off with a smile. “but i like the names, anyway. what’s yours, by the way?”

      MAY obliges the cat’s demand for attention, petting the cat all over now with a smile that’s almost too big for her face. niall shrugs slightly, unabashed. “i was always a bookworm growing up,” he explains. “harry potter was a childhood favorite. and it doesn’t matter, so long as the name fits, right ?”  niall finally caves in to impulse and skritches woolfie’s head. he has to laugh at the cat, and may giggles.

“i was a really sheltered kid growing up, so i didn’t have much else to do but read or study.” not that he minded, at least as a child. he’d learned a lot that way, more than he ever would have from a school, he thinks. “thank you. i’m niall. this is my daughter, may.” he offers her his hand with one of those easy, sociable grins of his.

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multamusae --- OLIVER.

          Oliver grabs his own glass, and clinks it gently against the other’s. “Perfect. I’ll keep that concoction in mind for next time.” If there’s a next time ( and he hopes there is ).

      “NEXT time ?”  julian echoes, glancing at oliver with a hopeful smile. “does that mean i get another date to look forward to ?”  he hopes so. “i’m ready to go whenever you are. the place is a few minutes walk from here.”

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"I-I can't just m-make it go away." [ Genii/Ash bc why not ]

@aniimvs --- MUTANT.     ACCEPTING.

      “HEY, hey, hey,” ash says, voice calm and even and friendly. he has a loose grip on her forearms, letting a ghost of a connection form between them. he pushes a sense of calmness, of reassurance, to her, letting it soothe him as well. “calm down sweetheart, calm down and just take a deep breath. what happened ?”

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headbetaincharge --- ERICA.

All she wanted was for him to wake up, open his eyes and realize that whatever was going on behind those close lids wasn’t real. That it was only his mind playing tricks on him. But she also didn’t want to scare him even more by waking him up so suddenly. So Erica was kind of at a loss as to what to do to get him to wake.

Suddenly, his eyes opened, and the blonde heaved a sigh of relief. At the sound of her name falling from his lips, her fingers in his hair stilled for a few seconds, before she whispered softly. “I’m here, Seb. You’re here as well, and you’re okay. You’re fine.” She kept her voice quiet, and her fingers running through his hair continued. “What was your dream about, babe?” She almost didn’t dare to ask, terrified of what he might say. But she needed him to know that she was there for him, and that she wasn’t going anywhere.

      THERE was a moment where he just stared at her, trying to puzzle out her words. dark brows furrow in confusion before understanding kicks in. “shit, i know. i KNOW.” he’s not sure if he’s trying to convince himself or her. he presses his forehead into her thigh, trying to ground himself. he still feels like he’s in a dream.

he doesn’t say anything immediately, just times his breath to the curl of her fingers in his hair. it soothes the rapid beat of his heart, and the crushing feeling of panic loosens its grip. everything still feels a little distant, a bit fuzzy, but it’s not as bad as it usually is now that she’s here. “it--- it’s stupid,” he finally mumbles, forehead still resting against her leg. “we were doing a patrol, and some private hit a tripwire. i’m unconscious for a minute, maybe two. when i come to, i can’t move, and i’m face to face with a dead private missing half his head.”

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woolfcried --- STRANGER.

        ‘i know there are creatures in the FOREST. my father rules over the kingdom this forest resides in.’ and she had read at least a few books, though not nearly as much as her older sister did. forests still had some MAGICAL appeal to them, especially when she spent much of her time in the palace. ‘i’m not in line for the CROWN but i still know some things.’

      “JUST because he rules the land doesn’t mean he knows it. and many beings around here don’t care much for authority or your father.” he stands, then offers her a hand up. his mouth quirks up in a small smile, and his voice takes on a teasing tone.   ( he hopes it’s teasing. he's not the best at gauging tone. )   “looks like you still have some things to learn.”

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multamusae --- ???

          “It is difficult and draining work, this sort of thing.” More than he had ever thought possible, but he’s been proven wrong time and again. “Don’t wear yourself down with it, or you won’t be useful when you’re needed.”

      “HEY,” grubbs says, one of those mischievous smiles on his face. “you’re preaching to the choir.” oh come on, he had to !   “life, the universe, WHATEVER, doesn’t seem to care much though.” no, he doesn’t believe in god. he hasn’t in a long time.

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multamusae --- TREVOR.

          Something as intense and tragic as that isn’t at all what Victor had expected to hear. He feels badly for this man, and his nephew, and his smile is soft and apologetic. “I’m sorry. I know that doesn’t mean much, and does nothing, but I am sorry. Especially for prying like that. It wasn’t my business.” His fingers press gently against his palm for a moment. “Your nephew –– are you trying to keep him out of this field?”

      DERVISH shakes his head at the comment, a tired smile playing on his face. “i appreciate it, and don’t worry. i've never had any issue of telling people to get stuffed if i need to.” dervish has already given the topic a great deal of though, and his answer is prompt. “i'd rather he not be in the field, but it’s his decision in the end. if grubbs wants to learn and has the aptitude, i’ll teach him.”

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sortamaliicious --- RYAN.

It’s most definitely bad when Ryan doesn’t even flinch at the poke. He isn’t in enough pain to be disturbed by the poke; he’s grown accustomed to pain already. Ryan just shifts his arm closer to himself as though to hide it, which isn’t really useful either. He chooses to ignore the question about his own well-being & instead directs it to Warren’s previous statement. “If it comes to it then we could surely use that. Keep it in mind while we head to the safe house & I can have Gavin set you up with the supplies.”

      WARREN’S poking must be at least slightly painful but there’s no reaction to it. they do stop when ryan shifts his arm away. even they can take a hint that obvious. instead they point out, “you didn’t answer me question.” warren doesn’t HAVE too many people in the world, and it makes them fret over the people they do have. ryan manages to distract them, and they grin gleefully at the thought. “can do boss !   all i really need is a good laptop and a solid internet connection. i can secure everything myself.”

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multamusae --- MYCROFT.

          “Did you think for a moment that I had ulterior motives?” He isn’t at all surprised if so. She’s an attractive woman, but there is a respect for people ( women especially ) that Mycroft has for people, and boundaries such as that should always be respected.

      “IF it was anyone else, i’d say yes,” she says, shrugging into her jacket. “but you’ve never flirted with me before. unless you’ve been playing the long game.” that last sentence is more a joke. mycroft has the patience for it, but her intuition insists that’s not it.