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Injury II [Starter Sentences]
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Despite the question, Ira remains completely silent, eyes only staring forth with pained expression. Blood begins to dribble down from her temple, descending down the contours of pale features. But the blood is ignored; it is only when the blonde’s fingers catch the droplet of blood that the assassin reacts, gaze sweeping to Elena’s face.
Can you hear me?
Question is repeated, and this time there is a response. Cranium is nodding in a silent answer — or at least it tries to. But with the most minuscule of motions, pain swells in bloodied side of her head. Palm cups injured temple, low groan being released from japing jaws.
❝Fuck — my head.❞
“Yeah! yeah it’s, uh, just a scratch.”
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❝Does not look like ’just a scratch’.❞
Send me a ✿ and my muse will react to your muse putting a flower in their hair.
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It was not expected. Sure, the assassin had watched the blonde muse over the flowers and even pluck a few to gather into a small bundle, but such a simple gesture like the tucking of a flower into one’s locks was wholly unexpected.
So when stem is placed behind ear amidst the wild mass of unbrushed and tangled locks (which had been hastily thrown into a bun to seem less messy), golden optics give a quick flutter, followed by broken speech. The only one to ever place flowers in her hair was one’s younger sister who’s since been deceased for almost ten years, and so chest swells with both sadness but adoration.
Stroking petals between trigger and thumb, the soft velvety feel is enough to bring back memories believed to be lost. Lips twist into a soft smile, giving a nod and taking great care not to send the item tumbling to the ground from whence it came.
❝Thank you.❞
SEND A URL AND I WILL ANSWER THE FOLLOWING;
Do I Follow Them?: On every blog tbh.
Why Did I Follow Them?: Because Ana is my wife and I love your roleplaying.
Do We Role Play?: A bit, yeah.
Do I Want To Role Play With Them: Hell yeah.
An AU Idea For Our Muses: Idk if you’ve played Dishonored but that’d be rad.
A Song For Our Muses: X 8C
Do I Ship Our Muses?: Bromance.
What I Think About The Mun: Ana is gr8 tbh. Like, no really I love her to death.
Overall Opinion:
Blog Rate: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | 7 | 8 | 9 | 10
“I’m okay. I’m totally fine.”
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❝Are you sure?❞
Send me a “ø” and I’ll generate a number, your muse will receive one of the following from mine:
6. A strip tease.
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❝WELL THEN.❞
❝I’ve uh. Never. Given one?❞
“Ehh — never mind that.”
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❝Very well, then.❞
That doesn’t stop her from being curious.
“That sure would have helped a lot back in Shambala—-”
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❝Shambala?❞
“You know, I can totally see that happening now.”
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❝Can you picture a large man suddenly busting into tears over a broken nail?❞
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