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[luckylewis]

closed for: @margaretxalexander

where: her office

"I still never really know what I'm supposed to be saying here," Lucky admits after he had taken a sip of water and situated himself across from her. It's far from their first counselling session, but given he's never naturally been a chatty person without alcohol or drugs in the mix, he's certain anything he could think to say would end up boring her in a situation that was inescapable.

( He's never been more aware of the ticking of his watch than each time he found himself sat in that same seat. )

"It's been a good week, for the most part."

[ericaxmanning]

👀 + top five most bang'able people in Aurora Bay

"---I am married. But I guess... Jude, Margaret, Delilah, William, and Eric. They're pretty easy on the eyes."

@pcrdita, @margaretxalexander, @delilahcarreno, @willxmeyers, and @erickxng

[laureljacobs]

Minotaur: Last time you were truly happy?

"Mags and I went up to LA a couple weekends ago to do a gay bar crawl and we ended up at this club... and, god, we must've been the oldest people in the fucking place, but I'd had so much tequila that I didn't care. I don't think I've danced like that since college, if I've ever done it at all. And yeah, of course I was happy, that wasn't actually the moment. I woke up on Maggie's couch at the asscrack of dawn and couldn't go back to sleep, so I made this massive breakfast, and I must've still been drunk but it actually came out un-fucked. I brought it up to her, we had breakfast in bed and... I don't know, I thought, 'This is what it's like to be eighteen and to have a best friend and to be happy.'"

@margaretxalexander

— questions for my muse | open.

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[aurorabayrpg]

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[laureljacobs]

closed @margaretxalexander

location: laurel's house

Laurel stepped out onto her backyard terrace, wasting no time in taking a pack of cigarettes out of her pocket, withdrawing two, and putting both in her mouth to light them at once. One was safely tucked into the crevice of the ashtray that remained a fixture on the single table she'd put outside to give the space some sense that a person actually lived in the house. While smoking two cigarettes at once was something that she had done and would do again, the second one wasn't for her, it was for the person she knew was currently headed up the drive.

She sat and shot off a quick text to Maggie to let her know that she was around the back and to just come on through. Not that the other woman really needed the invitation — she was, after all, the only person in Aurora Bay with a spare key to Laurel's place.

She raised her cigarette to her lips, taking a long drag and enjoying the quiet for a moment. If she loved anything about this town, it was the quiet. She'd never gotten anything like it during all of her years in New York. When she heard footsteps behind her, she picked up the other cigarette and held it up over her head without looking back. "Thank god you're here," she said. "I really thought I was going to have to smoke both of these alone."

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Greek Myth Asks

by @wonderbreadwoman and @spidcrsman

GODS: Life

Zeus: What’s your name or nickname?

Hera: Where are you from?

Athena: How old are you?

Hephaestus: When is your birthday?

Aphrodite: What’s your relationship status?

Poseidon: What are your pronouns?

Dionysus: Are you and extrovert or an introvert?

Demeter: Do you have any pets?

Apollo: What kind of music are you into?

Artemis: What do you first notice about new people?

Hades: What’s a big fear of yours?

Ares: What’s a big pet peeve of yours?

Hestia: Where do you consider home?

CREATURES: Lasts

Pegasus: Last movie you watched?

Mermaid: Last tv show you finished?

Centaur: Last book you read?

Siren: Last song you listened to?

Gorgon: Last thing you ate?

Cyclops: Last time you cried?

Minotaur: Last time you were truly happy?

Sphynx: Last text you sent?

Chimera: Last call you made?

Griffin: Last thing you did before going to sleep last night?

Nymph: Last dream you remember?

Satyr: Last time you couldn’t stop laughing?

HEROES: Experiences

Heracles: Have you ever had a dream come true?

Theseus: What is your worst regret?

Perseus: Have you ever been arrested?

Cadmus: Have you ever had your heart broken?

Achilles: Have you ever had to be hospitalized?

Actaeon: Tell about a memory you wish to forget.

Bellerophon: Have you ever passed out?

Agamemnon: What is an achievement you’re proud of?

Oedipus: Have you ever been in love?

Jason: Have you ever travelled abroad? Where?

Atlanta: Have you ever stood up for someone else?

Hippolytus: Tell an experience you will never forget.

MAGICAL ITEMS: Favorites  

Trident: Who are your favorite people?

Lightning Bolt: What are your top three favorite movies?

Sun Chariot: What is your favorite mythological creature?

Lyre: What are your top three favorite songs?

Caduceus: What is your favorite color?

Aegis: What is your favorite book or series?

Scythe: What is your favorite tv show?

Bident: What is your favorite way to spend free time?

Harpe: What are your top 3 favorite places?

Cornucopia: What is your favorite place to eat?

Winged Sandals: What is your favorite thing to do when you hangout with your friends?

Golden Fleece: What is your favorite animal?

PLACES: Goals and Wishes

Olympus: Describe your dream job.

Tartarus: What’s a short term goal you hope to achieve?

Underworld: Describe your dream vacation.

Styx: How would you like your life to look like in 10 years?

Athuna: If you could live anywhere in the world for the rest of your life, where would it be?

Sparta: Do you have a bucket list? If so, what’s on it?

Elysium: If you could have a superpower, what would it be?

Ogygia: Describe your dream husband/wife/life partner?

Troja: What is the craziest thing you wanna do before you die?

The Labyrinth: Have you ever died and came back to life as a vampire?

Delphi: Are you currently doing anything to pursue your dreams?

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[cassidyxcooke]

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Questions For My Muse(s)

Introspection

👁‍🗨 - what is a secret that your muse hasn’t told or is hiding

💬 - for my muse to directly say a secret or confession

⚪ - what are small things that mean something to your muse

🔴 - what are bigger gestures that are important to your muse

👌 - what are some of your muses quirks?

💦 - mannerisms that your muse has when they’re shy or nervous

💢 - mannerisms that your muse has when they’re angry or sad

🙌 - mannerisms that your muse has when they’re extremely happy

🤞 - what’s the most impulsive thing you can picture your muse doing

☠️ - does your muse fear death?

👻 - recall one or more times your muse has been the most scared or fearful

😠 - what is something or someone your muse has ever hated or hates

🏹 - would your muse ever kill and why

💢 - what would cause your muse to be annoyed

👍 - what are your muse’s good traits?

Flaws

👀 - is your muse prone to jealousy?

🖤 - can your muse be selfish?

❓ - can your muse be indecisive?

🙈 - can your muse be blindly loyal?

❌ - what would cause your muse to be petty or say something hurtful

🙊 - has your muse ever put their foot in their mouth?

💥 - is your muse reckless? or too cautious and paranoid?

🔷️ - is your muse good or bad at lying?

🤔 - is your muse cynical? naïve?

✋ - can your muse be rude or unfriendly?

🤝 - is your muse a people pleaser?

😔 - is your muse insecure?

🎭 - does your muse try really hard to compensate for something?

🤜 - is your muse overprotective? in-between? or not protective/concerned enough?

⬛ - what are some bad traits your muse might have?

[dancingdanvers]

“Exactly! Every time something is wrong I need to be able to fix it because if I can’t then who can? I don’t want her to feel like she doesn’t have anyone who can help her when she’s upset. Imagine being a tiny baby who just wants their mom to fix things and they can’t…it would be terrifying…” What she was saying was cliché, but it was also true, and she wasn’t the first person to say it. Fia had been echoing the same sentiment since Ryen was born, but it was just so hard to take that step away in order to take care of herself when it felt like that meant turning her back on taking care of her daughter. It just came with so much guilt. “They stay five nights a week. Which is great, but even then I have to wake up when she needs feeding because… well you know. Boobs.” She gestured to her chest. There had been talk of getting the baby onto a bottle and the redhead had agreed to it only because it would mean the baby could be fed without her having to be woken up every two hours, but she still felt like that could be the wrong thing to do. @margaretxalexander

"Also understandable," she replied, letting her eyes return to the tank. She wanted to let Sloane talk, let the tap run as much as it needed, but also offer a little reassurance, "It doesn't feel like it. There's a pressure around being a mother, as if you're supposed to be able to soothe every little sniffle but you're only as good to her as you are to yourself, which I know-- sounds cliche but you need breaks. So does Axel. In order to be the best you can be for her," Which is why we're here. Though she left that little part out. "The night nurse is a good option. How often do they stay?"

[benj-hyun]

Light up her life. Now that's something Ben is never going to let go of. Margaret probably doesn't know what she given him. A pass for any time he gives her a hard time, as he will remind her that he just 'lights up her life' so much.

"Guess it's a lot like how northern behaviors rub us the wrong way. 'Us' being a general term, because I think I have acclimated well to how different California culture is from Texas." And it's preferred, that's for sure. There are things about his hometown he misses. It might be for the nostalgia, but there is no reason to go back. Not with his parents moved out to San Diego.

He taps his fingertips against the counter top. "Fired Up is good for that," Ben muses, ending his tapping to get his phone out. "Do you care if I add pepperoni?" He begins punching in the number and holds it to his ear to catch the dial tone.

"Bridge. Can't play Poker, I never got it, and that's real cocky sounding, Ma- Oh, hi. I'd like to place an order for delivery."

@margaretxalexander

"It's definitely you," she repeated, amusement written on her features. She couldn't quite remember how her friendship with Ben came to be...perhaps it was through Laurel, but she enjoyed his company more than most. He had a charm you couldn't help but to get behind and tonight was no exception, unexpected or not.

Her eyebrow rose at the mention of Ricky, not because it took her a moment to catch on, but vice versa. She knew about his roommate situation, she always cooked extra, just in case they wanted some, but-- no. It was none of her business really. She wouldn't pry. At the moment anyway. "I didn't say that. Though there's something about southern tendencies that don't always translate well. Not that I mind, we both know you light up my life," Maggie chuckled, pushing off the fridge to get into one of her catch all drawers to grab a deck of cards. She had a few of them really, most of them scattered due to nights just like this. "I'm very interested. All I ask is that it's the kind of greasy I need to sop up with a napkin first. I've had a craving all week,"

Joining him at the island, she sat the cards down, "Poker? Rummy? Bridge? What would you like to lose tonight, hm?"

[laureljacobs]

Laurel watched, equal parts amused and charmed, as Maggie took the first in a line of shots they'd ordered in the blink of an eye before Laurel had even lifted her first off the bar. "It really should be me asking you that, Alexander," they said gamely before letting their first go down easily and putting a hand on the second. "Last time I checked, you've got a few years on me, don't you?" They raised the shot glass for a proper toast. "To you, and your son's newest brat." Down the tequila went. "What was its name again? The baby, not the son."

@margaretxalexander

closed starter for @laureljacobs location: oasis, country night

"You sure you can keep up, Jacobs?" Maggie took another shot from the bar, tipping it up toward Laurel before downing it. Oasis wasn't her typical playground, but who could resist the first theme weekend of the summer? Especially since she could really use an excuse to cut loose. Her fingers were already wrapping around another as her head tilted, a smirk lining her lips, "You really going to let an granny out do you?"

[luckylewis]

Less on what he's supposed to say, more on what he wants to, Lucky repeats the words to himself silently and tries to find something that he could share that would fall under want. That's a large part of the problem for him, his inability to be forthcoming even in a setting that relied on it.

His fingertips drum against the arm of the chair he's sat in, a gentle rhythm with no rhyme to it. When it seems like the silence may just stretch forever, he finally has something to offer.

"I think I want a new job. Not think, I know I do. I've been thinking about it for a while now, it's been on my mind all week too but I just can't seem to make myself take the next step to make that happen."

@margaretxalexander

"Your week is a good start," Maggie said her attention shifting to her notebook. She wasn't writing anything of note yet. It was simply a way to relieve the pressure that was inherent whenever someone sat across from her. Of course, that pressure was completely manufactured by her clients. There were a billion different ways to approach therapy and she was more than happy to flex in whatever direction someone wanted to take it. To a point anyway. "Tell me about it. Focus less on what you're supposed to say and more on what you want to," She could be chatty enough for the both of them if she needed to be, but when it came to Lucky, she wasn't afraid to exercise a little silence too. What wasn't said was sometimes louder than what was after all. So she sat, one leg crossing over the other as the soft sounds of a white noise machine played in the background. || @luckylewis

[dancingdanvers]

Sloane wasn’t sure how much Maggie was planning to get out of her today which was why she was keeping her voice discreet, but the smile she was given was reassuring. Maggie wouldn’t push her, that much she knew, but still she knew sh had some considerable things to work on, some of which were rearing their ugly heads again. Swallowing hard she shrugged her shoulders at the permission she was given to not tie her newfound motherhood up in ribbons and sparkles, because…well there was some of it that very much wasn’t. “She … doesn’t sleep for very long at a time, maybe an hour or two if I’m lucky. Then she wants feeding which of course I understand, she’s a baby, but when I try to put her down afterwards she just cries until she’s on my chest or her dad’s. Like, that’s where she prefers to sleep. So in answer to your question um, not particularly well, even with the night nurse I feel guilty if I’m not the one that goes to her when she gets upset. I mean I’m her mother for gods sake…” The words spilling out like she’d turned on a tap. “Axel goes to work and sometimes I feel like he stays late just to have time away from the house - which I understand because it’s like almost a break, but I don’t feel like I can do that…and i'm just...really tired...” @margaretxalexander

Maggie smiled at the mention of being a professional. It was always a bit of a compliment since she knew so often she was anything but. She noted Sloane's volume, guessing it was her being cautious but Margaret had no intention of diving too deeply today. Sloane was adjusting. She had enough 'depth' just trying to figure out motherhood. Or at least Maggie had when she became a mom. So she let the redhead speak as she watched a few fish zipping along in the tank. For a moment it looked as though they were playing tag which only added to the soft smile on Maggie's features as she glanced over at Sloane, "It's ok if she isn't. The perfect, I mean. Most babies aren't," And anyone that said otherwise, was delusional. But she would give the redhead a pass on bluntness today too. "Being a new mother, however, is a lot. Exhausting even. How have you been sleeping?"

[laureljacobs]

"You can be a creature of habit," Laurel agreed as she let her hand fall into her lap. Her head rolled back so she could give Maggie a teasing smile. "But you knew I'd be up, so maybe we both are," she offered. It probably wasn't hard for Maggie to guess at that, though; Laurel called herself a night owl, but what she meant was that she was an insomniac who had spent many years training herself to run adequately on just a few hours of sleep. Was it healthy? Definitely not, but habits were habits.

The fact that Maggie was well aware of Laurel's, though, was something that stirred both an intense warmth and intense insecurity in her. She really couldn't wrap her head around the idea that someone knew her well enough to know her down to the little things. She couldn't do it with Kat, the only other person who'd really known her well here — and that was sort of different, as Laurel had always been holding something back there — and she certainly couldn't with Maggie, who was more discerning than she had any right to be, and who Laurel had already let in in a way she knew she couldn't take back even if she tried.

"I'd wither away and perish in here if it wasn't for you," she said, joking but in some ways kind of not. She shrugged, inhaling and then blowing out smoke, watching it dissipate, briefly silver by the porch light. "I started to really dig into a case around 2, then I looked up and, tada, it was midnight. What's your excuse?"

@margaretxalexander

“You knew I was coming,” It was less of a question and more of a statement as Maggie plucked the cigarette from Laurel’s fingers. She flicked off what few ashes had already gathered, a small smirk lining her features, “Looks like I’ve become predictable. Talk about boring,” She chuckled because it was and it wasn't. Maggie knew the value of having routine, she simply wished it didn't always include insomnia induced walks. Tonight wasn't too bad though. Spring was well on the way, the night air warm with a soft breeze that stole the smoke from her lungs as she took a drag and exhaled.

Yes, it was a lovely night and Laurel never disappointed when it came to good company. It was part of the reason she often found herself in Seabrook Quarter. "Predictable or not, I'm happy to take this metaphorical bullet for you, I needed a smoke tonight and you know I hate to think of you here all alone," she sat beside Laurel as she spoke, her smirk returning after taking another soft pull, "So, what has you up? Other than the incredible opportunity to catch me wandering,"