#❰ ･ﾟⅫ. if it isn’t the consequences of my actions ― [ verse. macbeth. 01 ] ― ❱

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" Your mannerisms make me think of something. " He pondered for a second, looking straight at Midnight. " A cat. You're like a cat. " A statement completely said out of the blue. // for Midnight : )

Crimson eyes flicked up, finding the speaker and awarding him with consideration of his words.

A cat?

He tilted his head slightly and turned the idea over in his mind. Cats were one of his preferred creatures. They were agile and nimble ( most of the time ), with the tendency to land on their feet, and they were independent. They tended to do things on their own terms and follow their own path. There were certainly worse things to be compared to.

It was curious...did he really come across like a cat? He mused about it as he sent a glass tumbling from the table with a deliberate ( but not malicious ) push, simply for the fun of it.

He let the silence sit for a moment before giving his response, words he never thought he'd ever direct at Jellal of all people.

"Thank you."

Even if the comment had not been a compliment, he would take it as such.

[resolvebound]

'so is this... natural?' sting proceeds to touch HIS hair. :)

Almost as instantly and seamlessly as his Reflector magic could knock away a magical attack, Macbeth knocked away Sting’s hand, the action accompanied by a glare and momentary snap and baring of teeth.

The discomfort and distaste for contact ran down his spine and spread across his skin, unsettling him as if he were a cat with its fur rubbed the wrong way. It took a moment for him to calm himself (sudden touch tended to cause a spike of murderous instincts), his body shifting back slightly and his eyes fixing warily on Sting.

“As natural as your stupidity.”

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MAIN VERSE DETAILS : Macbeth

Timeline wise, this verse is typically post-war with things having mostly settled, but still recovering, but can also include pre-war and during the war stuff (i’ll just add an extra tag if i remember)

What’s up?

Following the war, he turned himself in and went through many trials, and after several months, he was given a conditional pardon. His time is split between working for the Council and being under the supervision of Sting.

He lives in Council designed and designated units

He has to attend therapy regularly

Part of his therapy has involved him getting a pet cat. So now he has a fluffy, black cat called Onyx. She is a super sweet cat and he would kill for her.

Interaction notes:

Yes, he does have to play nice considering his pardon and all, and he has a tracking bracelet/magic limiter on so...he is somewhat less of a threat and whatnot, but he is still an ass and also has no regrets about his past actions (much to his therapist’s dismay). He might be on a leash and playing at being somewhat tamed, but he is not Good.

If your muse goes to Era/Council places or Sabertooth, there is a high chance they can come across him there bc those are his most common locations, but if those aren’t places your muse would frequent, we can plot stuff.

His iconic Look™ is not makeup, but he really doesn’t care if that’s what people think

Don’t touch his hair or his cat without permission unless you wanna Die

He’s generally not very talkative but he is super nosy and will ask a lot of questions, especially if he’s bored or interested in something