#Boden// You’re a Weapon & Weapons Don’t Weep

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Which of your muse's is contractually locked in a band where they're forced to sing "Silver Springs" to their ex at least once a week?

Well, this is the most thoughtful question and has taken me a bit to work out, but only one muse would tolerate the subjection of being forced to perform weekly a song in essence cursing himself.

Boden.

He would be the only one with the tenacity to withstand it, and given the lyrical content, he'd have the guilt to atone for which would keep him showing up.

Time cast a spell on you, but you won't forget me I know I could've loved you, but you would not let me I'll follow you down 'til the sound of my voice will haunt you Give me just a chance You'll never get away from the sound of the woman that loves you

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For Boden: "Looks  like  we're  stuck  together."

Upon hearing Jayden's soft voice he clutched his blade and turned. "I thought I told you to wait in the car," he'd barked as he extended his hand towards a door she just nonchalantly strolled through. Undoubtedly it had been the first time in their friendship he'd raised his voice. Normally a man of infinite patience he'd just finished cleaving off a demon head only to look up and find her walking into the chaos. Knowing a horde of them were confined within these walls so close to them–to her made his stomach tighten with unease.

Letting out an anguished sigh he gripped the bridge of his nose. He knew a lecture was forthcoming from his friend, but this wasn't really the time for a debate. Shaking his head he muttered his voice tinged with annoyance, "There would be no we if you'd just stayed in the car." Reaching for her hand he pulled slightly before he demanded, "We need to get to a smaller space with only one access point. It's best to pick them off one by one." Standing in what used to be a ballroom of an abandoned mansion they headed toward an archway everything around them was worn and tattered by time and negligence.

Walking down the hallway until they found a door and opened it. Unfortunately, two demons were waiting in the room.

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Boden what did you do to be put in chains?

Leaning back in the chair lines etched into his forehead as a cynical expression pulled over his features before he finally broke with a wide teasing smile, "Which time?" Pausing for a moment he contemplated before he asked, "Oh wait do you mean the time I tangoed with that baser demon Hekif and her metal kink?"

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Boden, in your deepest darkest heart, has there ever been a good deed you regret doing?

"Wow...deepest darkest heart sounds like you need a confession." He paused after cracking the joke. "I think anyone who's lived long enough has had a few good deeds blow up in their face." Leaning back in the chair those hazel hues of his glazed over as he processed the the question.

Tapping his fingers on the tabletop he nodded, "Back when I was struggling to stay clean I had a friend show up on my doorstep with nowhere to go. They swore up and down they were clean and we could support one another. Unfortunately, I bought it and let him in. Not even a week later I came home and he'd cleaned me out. I spent a couple of days grabbing some stuff from the pawn shops, but most of it I never saw again. I should've known better." Rubbing his jaw he sighed, "But yeah a few regrets."

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Boden, ever heard of pigeon milk?

The waitress scattered off before taking their order with a look of disgust. "Why do you always say such weird shit?" The man shot a disapproving glance as they hadn't even managed to place a drink order yet. He liked to chitchat as much as anyone else but the topics just kept getting wilder with this one. Boden continued "No, I've not heard of it. I have a feeling I'm going to regret asking but do tell?"