of many minds

Multi-muse blog for mostly personal use though I'm always open to rp if you want! This is basically where I put the muses I have muse for but not enough to warrant a blog of their own. I'm working on getting information up for each character but until then I'm afraid there's not much xD UNDER CONSTRUCTION

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moving blogs, but at xanimos still

[youxknowxaxdrink]

“Maybe you didn’t hear me over that engine, but it’s dinner time.”

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“ --Oh!  Alright, Mom.  I’ll be right in after I wash up.”

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“Oh, really now? And just what did you expect you were going to do with your free time?”

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“I can fix up motorcycles.  I’m good at it, Ma.  I like doin’ it.”  He insisted.

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[ futzes with his motorcycle as his mother enters the garage ]

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“I ain’t goin’ back to that school, Mom.”

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Aaaaand Mutt’s getting his ass kicked.  We l p

[indyiisms]

“Why do I find that hard to believe?”

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There was a pregnant pause.  “I got nothin’.  Wanna help me up or what?”

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[ @indyiisms ]

“It looks worse than it actually is.”

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[thewanderingsoldier]

He let her take his hand and lead him over to her worktable, still stunned by the effort she was putting herself through. Tony…Tony had always done his best to help build the original arm into something better but nothing he had produced had been like this. His eyes followed her, keeping up as she explained each piece of the prosthetic. “So it’ll…it’ll almost be like having my arm back?“

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“Ideally.”  She said gently, setting the coupling back down.  “It’s not tested yet so I’m unsure of its functionality just yet - but were it to be successful, it would be as close to having your arm back as I could get you, Grandpa.  The flesh sleeve would blend in with your actual skin, even.  It works like those mesh veils around the part where it touches real skin.”  Some of it was her tech, some of it was improving on other people’s technology.

“It’s nearing being able to be tested.  I was hoping to test it before I told you.”  She smiled weakly.

[seedeanicanbeuseful]

“I have been…”

Terrible, wrong, played, manipulated.

                        “…well.” 

He answered, his tone firm, perhaps, but still not really convincing. He wanted to plead he was not responsible for what she probably was aware he had been accused of. He wanted her to know he wasn’t the one who had broken her. He wanted her to know…

He was innocent.

He loved her so much.

He had failed her.

“I do not think there is. Unless you know of why I was brought back to life.”

He had no right to ask her for anything but… he was still curious. He needed to know. Was it because his act had been useless, selfish? Was it because he was being punished all over again?

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She didn’t believe him.  There was so much turmoil in her brother, one could practically reach out and touch it.  But Noelani was not going to try and force him to talk if he was not ready.

She did offer him her hand if he wanted it though.  “It’s okay if you don’t want to take it, but I thought I would offer.”  The personification said gently.

“I am not privy to why angels are resurrected, brother mine.  But if I had to venture to guess, I would say it was Father.”

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"Let me come in the changing room and help you out of that."

There’s a moment where Benny is just the slightest bit confused. Because Winnie doesn’t suggest naughty things. She’s Winnie. So…yeah…there’s just blinking as he looks at his (still fairly new) wife.

“You know I’m not Jamie, right…”

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“Rule of thumb, don’t mention my kid brother when I’m suggesting sex.”  Yes, Winnie wasn’t the type to often suggest naughty things - but she had her moments.  This was one of them.

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[ @burntveiins ]

Oh, it was completely perfect.  He was protected, living with two gorgeous men, and could still work as an EMT.  Finley very blatantly made eyes at Ashon as he held his hand out to shake.  “Finley.  It’s a distinct pleasure to meet you.”

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[ @burntveiins ]

He’d been running from the vampires but it was a bit too futile.  Finley had fought hard but then he’d been rescued.  By a tall, handsome as fuck, drink of water.  The EMT blinked up at the vampire.  “Thank you.”  He breathed, cut up a bit and he was almost certain he had a bite or two but thankfully not in anywhere vital as he had fought so hard..

[burntveiins]

“Well, I don’t know if kidnapped is the right word. I’m not really anyone’s kid and I’m kinda homeless so, I mean. If you’re going to feed me and give me clothes that have actually been washed then, I don’t mind staying here. He said you needed blood and lucky for you, I’ve got plenty of that.” Benji says offering the man his hand. “Benjamin. Everyone calls me Benji though.”

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“Well that’s good to know that we can help you too.  I do need blood - I don’t want to kill anyone.  My Uncle seems to do just fine so he’s showing me the way.”  He shook Benji’s hand firmly.  “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Benji.  Has anyone ever told you that you’re gorgeous?”  

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[ @burntveiins ]

“So I’m told my Uncle more or less kidnapped you.”  He mused.  “He means well.  He saved my life by turning me, I think he worries.  I’m sorry if he scared you or inadvertently hurt you.”  Conall said, offering him an ice pack for the goose egg the poor guy had to be sporting.  “I’m Conall. What’s your name?”

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“Am I? If little boys would be good they wouldn’t wind up over my knee, you know. Don’t you go raising your voice at me either unless you want to go another round, Ignacio Lofgren.”

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“I. Want. Papa.”  He said firmly, and it was clear there was an impending tantrum if he didn’t get Colby soon - his eyes watering.