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Her chewing of the bite of meat she had in her mouth would slow as her visible eye narrowed. What a strange question to ask. Well, asking if she was the stronger twin or not was a normal question, but asking if she could kill Malice... well, she didn't like to think about that.

"We are... equial and different in many ways. We both have the same abilities, but we also have our own. Physically, he's the stronger one while I'm more skilled with magic. But we are pretty in sync for many things..."

Dancing around the true question, could she kill him if the situation reared its ugly head. The thought made her heart squeeze. Malice, her brother, the only one she truly had for much of their shared lives. Another bite, a slow chew. Snowy brows knitted as she battles with what's inside. She loved her brother, she would take blows for him, sacrifice her food for him, even lose a limb... it was the reason she was missing her left eye. The day their father decided to awaken their destructive genetics... the brutally needed to do so was something she swore to never inflict upon her children of any were pure Evoline like her. She would have too... no, she would find another way to awaken the dormant gene. But for now, the demonic woman preyed that she would never have to find such a method. That she would never need to look for one to force that gene to wake up.

"I... don't think I'd be able to kill the one who sung with me while we were egg bound. I'd be able to knock him down, beat him and chase him off until he comes back with a better attitude towards you. But pulling the trigger, putting down the one who's soul has been bound to mine since we shared the womb? That's something I don't think I'd ever be capable of."

Honesty in the voice of the other as she puts down the leg of meat, there was no reason not to be honest about such a thing. It was better to admit it now then let him see her hesitate if such a situation ever arose in the future. Which... she doubted Malice would attack Kefla with bloodlust. He wasn't like that unless someone truly pissed him off. Yes, her twin was a warrior like her, he had a bloodlust. But that bloodlust never crossed the line for no reason as far as she was aware.

"Though, for the rest of my family, as long as it isn't any of my kids without a incredibly valid reason, I dont see why I couldn't put down anyone else in my family. I have no attachment to my parents, siblings, or any of their kids, really. I've never even met my mother."

"I have a younger twin. We are identical twins, actually. Though he's a boy, we still look pretty similar even now and our father had a hard time telling us apart when we were hatchlings."

Azura says after swallowing the chunk of meat she was chewing. Where she got it... who knows. How she was still hungry after all they ate like, half an hour ago? Also who knows.

"Yeah, I'm sure if I was a guy or he was a girl that we would look identical if we didn't have scars and different styles."

Taught that listening could serve as the strongest weapon. His ears were open, and his lips closed. The knowledge given, pointless. As she finished speaking, fingers lifted the cup of coffee to his lips. Basking in the bitter flavor until the liquid had been entirely consumed. Cup put down and fingers traced its curves. Are you stronger than your twin? Kefla asked, much aware of her abilities now. Hand lifted to ask for a refill. If your twin wants me dead, can you take him out? Never had he seen her hesitate, but things could be different if family was involved. By no means, defenseless. If the situation required, he could dispose of the threat.

Tell me now so I know what to expect if some of your family members want to kill me, he added, unbothered by the concept of the loyal woman eventually betraying him. Knowledge of the woman was near inexistent, and he never asked her questions about herself. No need to when she seemingly could not keep quiet, even though he was not much of a talker. Just like today, he said nothing and she mentioned having a nearly identical twin.

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「   RP MEME :   NONVERBAL PROMPTS.  mix of violent, caring, touching and non-touching prompts.  」     SEND PROMPT '+ REVERSE' for the inverse to happen. for example 'bandage + reverse' for the receiver to bandage wounds on the sender.

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[ GUIDE ] : sender puts a hand on he receiver's back to guide them somewhere.

[ WAVE ]: sender waves down receiver to get their attention.

[ SIGN ]: sender raises their hand to sign to receiver. what follows can be anything the sender desires.

[ LIFT ]: sender lifts receiver's chin to look at them.

[ LIGHT ]: sender lights receiver's cigarette/candle/etc.

[ FIND ] : sender finds receiver beaten and/or bloodied.

[ PIN ]: sender pins receiver against the wall during combat/sparring.

[ GET DOWN ]: sender tackles receiver out of the way of danger.

[ TAKE ]: sender takes a hit meant for receiver.

[ CAUGHT ]: sender finds receiver somewhere they aren't supposed to be.

[ TRAP ]: sender traps the receiver somewhere they don't want to be.

[ DARLING ]: sender touches receiver's cheek.

[ SNATCH ]: sender snatches receiver's wrist as they turn to go.

[ STAB ]: sender stabs receiver.

[ DRAG ]: sender drags receiver from point a to point b.

[ SIT ]: sender sits on receiver's lap.

[ EN GARDE ]: sender and receiver get into some kind of fight.

[ DRUNK ]: sender finds receiver drunk.

[ BLOOD ]: sender walks into receiver's room covered in blood.

[ FLOWER ]: sender offers a flower to receiver.

[ HOLD ]: sender reaches to hold receiver's hand.

[ BRUSH ]: sender brushes a strand of hair out of receiver's face.

[ NOTE: ] sender writes a note for receiver. the contents are whatever the sender decides.

[ EYES ]: sender notices receiver looking at them.

[ STOP ]: sender raises hand to signal the receiver to stop in place.

[ TAP ]: sender taps receiver on the shoulder to get their attention.

[ WAKE ]: sender gently wakes receiver from a nap or otherwise.

[ MORNING AFTER ]: sender and receiver wake up together for the first time after a night of passion.

[ BLANKET ]: sender drapes a blanket over receiver's shoulders.

[ HUDDLE ]: sender and receiver huddle together in an effort to stay warm.

[ TUG ]: sender pulls receiver away from them.

[ PUSH ]: sender pushes receiver away from them.

[ BULLET ]: sender shoots receiver in a non-lethal area.

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"Well my dear, if I wanted you dead I would have simply snapped my fingers instead of sparing with you. It would also have to be something pretty major for me to even consider erasing you, I'm not a child who throws a tantrum because I didn't get a cookie. No, lesser things are brushed over, major things are met with the force required to handle them."

She would say with a matter of fact tone, it was the truth after all. It wouldn't take much for her of all Destroyers to decimate one person. It was truth that she was supposed to kill him, but the fact that he was like her is what stopped her. He was technically a threat to both her and her mother, the primordial embodiment of Creation, but it felt stupid to do away with such a unique and interesting individual who delivered quite a lot with this give and take relationship.

Violet eyes would glance at the two chairs he materialized, so that was why her mother ended him gone? Creation wasn't easy, but from what she saw he has the basics down to the point he can Create things that fast. That alone at what she would guess is a young age was enough to know he has talent, talent that should be viewed with caution. She would sit in the deck chair, snapping her fingers to erase the blood on her. Leaning back she would look at the lavender colored sky, such a pretty color, it was a shame this planet was destined to be erased.

"Mmm, it's a shame this planets time has run out, isn't it? The sky's so pretty and I imagine it had a lot to offer before it's end date arrived."

Deaevidra didn't like to ruin pretty things, she thought they should be cherished and preserved. Like her son, no matter how old he got, he would always be her beautiful baby boy. The only child who ever hatched from one of the eggs she laid....

"Me and him, were from the same universe, the twenty first universe, Okanara. He's my senior by about... seven hundred and sixty three million years, but that doesn't really mater when you reach our age. We didn't get along to well, we ended up getting into many scuffles that resulted in plenty of destruction. Which... eventually made the universe uninhabitable."

She would say after about ten minutes, complete silence bored her to death. Her mind needed something to do... which after a mass execution was normally exploring whole she waited for Coldarder. But this time she had company, and she didn't mind explaining things like her relationship with him. It was not like many could defeat death anyways, if there was anyone, that is.

"Naturally, Teth, the ruler of all who created the two of us, threw us into the voidial prison where we each spent a good few million years each. Only released when we were deemed stable enough to not reek havoc in the universe's we were tossed into. Of course, we encountered each other over the years, eventually getting along after a few more... mild scuffles."

The rest should be obvious with the fondness in her voice as she speaks. Enemies to lovers, a tale as old as time... quite litteraly. But they didn't seem to be around together day after day, likely an open relationship since their jobs often require them to be elsewhere. Yet, the fondness in her voice indicates that she loves him, and when she talked about the old days about then eventually getting along and becoming friends, it held the same fondness as she had when talking to Kefla. She was fond of the saiyan, and a destroyer doesn't do away with whatever and whomever it was or is that they are fond of. Even still, it was unlikely Deaevidra would ever turn that side of her out around him unless he did something major to warrant it. Not something petty like the Destroyers where he's from.

For a woman much older than him, her way of speaking leaves something to be desired. Although, he is already aware of this goddess's character. She doesn't hold back her words quite like he does. It's still strange that she shares so much information with him without him asking anything. But he doesn't intend to ask her to stop. The information she provides is as valuable as a ton of gold nuggets. Her existence proves that not all gods of destruction must be exterminated. Although he has never met the other gods of destruction in his universe, he has no doubt that there are other deities who represent destruction besides her in this one. Their reaction to his existence may be very different from that of the seductive woman standing before him.

Isn't it normal that you're more mature after all these years? Not to mention that our relationship is already very intimate. I'm glad I can joke around with you without you breaking my nose. A repeat of our first encounter does not interest me.

He is as interested in her as she is intrigued by him. It's a relationship based on give and take, and he's not opposed to the idea of it becoming something more meaningful. If she manages to make his hearts fall for her. This wouldn't be his first relationship with a goddess. Goddesses are more captivating than normal people. Still, this is the first time a goddess born to destroy has taken an interest in him. He has already noticed similarities with the goddess of war, who fell for him and his immeasurable power.

Well, all right. I'd like to meet the man who can make you smile like that. I'd almost be jealous.

He materializes two deckchairs. One sturdier and wider for the goddess, the other for him. If they have to wait, there's no reason why they can't do so in comfort. Without waiting, he settles into his deckchair and closes his eyes.

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A lenient destroy was a rare thing as most had next to no empathy for those who are beneath them. Sure, some favored certain beings or races and let them get away with almost anything, yet even they had limits that shouldn't be crossed. A friend, a lover, a mate, a child, those were things she noticed common amongst the favored in the long lived lives of a destroyer. Granted, there were certain sacrifices that had to be made on order to truly obtain the position. Deaevidra, however, hadn't been required to do such as she had already sacrificed something, true freedom in exchange for being allowed to live after what she had done. But, if needed, she was required to dispatch those of her bloodline if they threatened balance to the universes they resided in. Yes, universes. Somehow, someway, a few of them had managed to spred their seed and legs in other universes and produce rather powerful offspring. So far... she hasn't had to dispatch of any of them... yet.

The black haze around those glowing violet orbs of power within her sockets would look at Kefla with a keen intrest upon hearing those words. The runic along her body have slowly been dimming and receeding as she calmed down from the additive high she had experienced.

"Oho, what's this? Trying to arouse a volital reaction from me, hm? You should be happy to know that I grew out of that long before any of your ancestors existed withing the confines of their sires nutsacks. Slaughters like these are purely karma based punishments for those who decided that they would rather throw away the generous offer of moving to a new planet after being deemed a race that's satisfactory enough to move to and take care of a new planet when their current one is on the end of its life's thread."

Amusement was in her tone, the words taken like a lighthearted jab then an insult. Mature compared to some Destroyers who would throw piss fits over a slight mess up when being addressed. She could be immature, but that was only on occasion and a well deserved break from having to be serious about everything thanks to her litteral life's purpose.

"Another tether that the queen had bound me with is that after such a thing as this is that I'm required to stay on the planet until I calm down and until the Grand Reaper of Souls arrives to do a mass guiding of all the souls who've been evicted from their vessels. We normally hang out for awhile till the adrenaline wears of and I'm cleared to leave the planet and can erase it."

She would state, clearly not holding back on information. Though upon mentioning the Grand Reaper of Souls, there was a clear hit of affection for the other man. Oh how she couldn't wait to introduce Coldarder to Kefla. Though, she didn't know if Cold would be so talkative, he was normally the silent type. He was also so tall, dark, and mysterious... quite litteraly in some senses!

"I think you might like him, actually. He's quite nice once he gets used to you."

He listens, attentively. It has not been forgotten that she is a god of destruction. She is someone of power and that usually put fear in people. To go against her is asking to be killed, it is foolish. Foolish, yes, but definitely deserving some praise. It takes courage to go against a being with this much power. Besides, he is not different from the people she has murdered in self-defense, or so she says. Granted, rarely does a destroyer show clemency. So, on this one, she cannot be put at fault. Even so, he wonders if the leash around her neck held by this queen of all is not the real reason she is not killing left and right. But, he has no business asking her more question.

I guess you're not just a mindless bloodthirsty murderer then. Your good looks would have been wasted.

Words to test her patience. Something he knows barely anyone who knows her reputation will do. Though, if her feelings for him are authentic. There should not be an issue with his words. He has nothing but respect for someone who owns to anything they have done, bad or good. That and she is definitely pleasing to look at. He wants to look at her a lot more.

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Send my muse a name and they'll rank how well they do in a fight against them (Bonus if the muse explains why)

I'd absolutely destroy them | This loser owes me Lunch Money | It'd be close but I'd win after a coma | It was nice knowing you, friends | I'd blink and see the pearly gates | Oh no... you beat me (lost on purpose)

(Based on this)

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hc + 🚬 for a headcanon about a bad habit //Lokaavkrii

A bad habit Lokaavkrii has would be her stress eating. Specifically binging the worst fast food known to god-kind when stress peeks at work. Does it affect her body? Not all that much past feeling like a snail afterward, having no desire to move or do anything for a few hours. She normally does such on the night before a day off so she doesn't have to trudge around the army base on Kao.

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It was a shame that their next meeting had to be amongst a desiccated landscape of blood and gore. Her hand wrung the hilt of the ominous glowing blade of darkness and vicious purple like she was revving a motorcycle for a moment. Her eyes closed for a moment, the inner ends of her red brows going up as that sadistic grin became something less sinister.

"Oh that's such a loooong story, dear. But alas, you deserve an explanation, hm?"

She would say, her tone one of someone coming down from a high brought by a good fight. Someone coming back from the depth she had fallen during the battle.

"Well, awhile ago I came here on behalf of this universe's destroyer and his trainy, ome of whom is booked down with an influx of planets coming to their end and the trainy is... obviously still learning the ropes and isn't allowed to erase planets yet. During my visit I concluded that this race was one fit to be allowed to go and inhabit another planet as they had taken good care of this one. But alas, when I came back, they had decided to throw my generosity back into my face and attack me."

Foolish mortals, attacking someone like her. A dangerous glint still glowed in her eyes, her expression on of a battle hungry sadist.

"So as you can imagine, I fought back. Gave them all a warriors death... be it I made sure the little ones died the swiftest as they werent at fault for their elders foolish decisions Truthfully, events like this are the only time I've allowed to satisfy my lust for battle. If I do so outside such occasions, I'll get quite the lashing from the Queen of All for scratching the curtain that is the agreement between me and her."

She would pull her blade from the ground, a swift swing to clean the blood before bringing it to her back... even though their wasn't a sheath there. It would dissappear into thin air when she let it go.

"Does such satisfy your curious question, Kefla?"

To find the woman in such an unbecoming appearance was surprising. This was not like the dignified woman he had exchanged blows with, back then. Of course, he could not know everything there was to know unless he spent all of his time with her. Impossible, he had things to do here.

You seem busy. He figured the reason she had done this was the same as usual. Her duties as a goddess of destruction, though he felt like there was more to this than duties, this time. That gleam in her eyes said everything there was to say. This was an action she took immense pleasure in. Exactly like him before. This wasn't how I expected our next meeting to go. His gaze fixated it on the pile of corpse. So, what reason did you have for this bloodbath?

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The goddess of luck has just received a love letter, one that compliments her personality plenty. Clearly, the person who wrote it is really fond of her. How does she feel?

Cobalt blue eyes of the goddess of luck and victory scan over the words, not once, not twice, but three times as her brain tried to register exactly what she was reading. A love letter, something which was heavily detailed in all the ways the person liked her. She was oh so glad that the door to her office was closed as the red ting of blush slowly crept up her neck to her face. Practically steaming with how flustered she was at everything that was written. Swiftly she would stash it in the bag she took to the base just incase she had to sleep there, after which she would hide her beet red face in her hands.

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You have what it takes, Luka. You just need to believe in yourself.

She had been asked to carry something, a burlap bag that was either a sand bag or had rice in it if the shifting feeling from within it was anything to go by. He had asked her to carry it from the vehicle it resided in to the house, having just come home from getting groceries. Luka had been lounging at home reading some of the strange books that had been left about the house. Though with how heavy this sack is... it made her question its contents.

"E-easy for you to say... you aren't carrying the equivalent of several bags of wet cement..."

She hissed through gritted teeth, picking up the bag once more with a grunt of great effort. Managing to get it in both her arms before she started doing a little waddle walk hybrid as she walked towards the door to the house. Making it just to the door before having to put it down, a snarl of frustration before she opted to just drag it after she hot it over the threshold.

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Commission by AZZ

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I LIVE!!!

22 years old and so inept with tech. Finally have data cause my dumb ass forgot to remove the data blocker of my old plan.

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Luka, what do you think is more useful to get out of most situations. Brains or muscles?

"Brains, obviously. Muscle is useful, yes. But if that's all you have, the. How do you come up with a plan or strategy for the situation? You can't punch through everything."

The young hybrid would say, in a tone that was akin to 'isn't it obvious?'

"Beside, you need brains to calculate the right amount of force and pressure when it comes to hitting things. Too little and you don't get the effect your after, to much and you could hurt yourself and damage something you didn't mean to damage. Therefore, brains is a must while brawn can be built up around it."

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I may not have wifi for a good while after some events that happened today between me and my aunt. Somehow I'll have to hook up data to my plan which will be expensive as hell. So, I hope for the best that the only thing that connects me to people and makes me happy because of writing doesn't get taken from me... see you then if I go offline.