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⊱asks for muns with a multimuse or more than one muse⊰

is there a muse that you wish gets more attention?

if you HAD to choose, who’s your favorite muse?

which muse is the trickiest to get into character for?

is there a muse that not a lot of people roleplay with?

if you HAD to choose, who’s your least favorite muse?

which one of your muses have you been playing the longest?

which one of your muses has the most ships?

what is each of your muses otps? notps?

why were you drawn to each one of your characters?

which muse is the most fun to write for?

is there another muse you’ve been thinking of adding or writing for? who?

what is something everyone should know about your muses before interacting?

what’s a weird headcanon you have for each of your muses?

which muse has the most aus or verses?

can you sort your muses from youngest to oldest?

which muse is most willing to fight another muse?

do your muses get along with each other?

would you ship any of your muses together? who?

for each muse, is there a character you wish had a blog so you could interact with them?

have you ever considered making a multimuse/is it easier having a multimuse?

which muse is the most problematic towards other muses?

which muse is most likely to make new friends?

which muses’ fandom do you like the best?

is there someone playing the same muse/s as you and you really look up to them?

which muse do people send the most asks for?

which muse is most likely to have kids?

is there a rule that someone keeps breaking for your muses?

can you sort your muses from weakest to strongest?

which muse are you considering deleting?

most importantly, are you having fun playing each one of your muses?

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Paintings of animals and scenery, and pure while walls. No photos of others, or of the self, nor many decorations outside of basic furniture. Nothing to glean about the kind of person who'd jump into engaging with something they'd never done before.

It wasn't like he didn't have secrets of his own; there was no judgement. "That would be nice, thank you." His basket is set upon her kitchen counter, and the alchemist went to work laying out what he'd brought.

"Normally what I do for an in-house enchantment is a house blessing, and a dream charm." The crystals clink on the countertop, though some almost seemed as if they were glowing. "To order something like that usually comes with wishing good luck, and good dreams. These things aren't usually permanent blessings; just like any good tool, they wear away after some time."

Vesper paused, looking up from his spread of items. "Even if you don't believe in the process, the idea is that it's supposed to give you peace of mind that you at least tried."

Her home was pretty.. sterile, almost. The walls were white.. and sure some of her paintings were on the walls that she made, but there was nothing personal. There were no pictures out.. It was as if even her home she was hiding secrets about herself so that anyone who entered it would never be able to piece her together. She had her own reasons for the way she barely decorated, but they were locked within her chest. "I.. Can't say I do.. really.. But I figured it doesn't hurt to try something like this anyway.. Even if I don't really know.. what I'm doing." She admitted quietly as she fiddled with her dress anxiously. "Ah.. I ah.. W-Would you like some water.. or anything? It's the least I can offer with you coming all this way.."

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You're getting a kick out of this.

Bearing the brunt of his friend's weight as if it were truly bogging him down, the blond sighs, making no move to shove Rock off. "I'm sure you'll be the first to know," is muttered back, somewhat morosely. "Thanks for letting me know the local media is running wild about me." Again.

//If he hasn't, he will soon probably.// A roll of the eyes is given as he stares back down into his alcohol clearly contemplating downing the whole thing.

"Hah. Why would I introduce you to the guy? So you can bully my newest recruit?" At the very least, an easy to drop cover story to the eyes and ears that were always on him.

Said bullyable bodyguard was currently sweating bullets next to him- Or that's what Zain was pretty sure was happening-- "You finding anyone other than MZ cute is news to me." //You calling anyone cute is never a good sign given your taste.//

Oh, guess it's his subordinate's turn for verbal assassination? "...Yes, Vi. Thank you, Vi." The way their newest company is staring critically suggests introductions are in order, if to shift the attention off of him at least. He takes a solid drink, the glass clattering on the countertop they'd been leaning on.

If that was how they were going to play, fine. A hand drifts to the one on his left. "Rockwell, this is Vile, one of my S-Rank Hunters." And back to the man dangling off of him. "Vile, this is Rockwell Light-- he's Xanti's eldest brother."

Plenty funny, from the cheer Rock is beaming his friend's way. "Here I thought you'd tell me when ya made somethin' official. Can't even trust your friend with the truth." Mock betrayal, completely ignoring the third wheel here as he dramatically drapes an arm over the Zero's shoulders.

//Has Xanti seen this? I bet he'd get a kick out of it too.//

"He's kind of cute though, nice catch." It's clear Rockwell hasn't even bothered to leaf through the scandalous details, uninterested in all but getting under Zain's skin. He absolutely cannot resist the urge to keep ribbing on the blond. "You'll have t' introduce us sometime."

Vile however, nearly chokes on his drink when the magazine is slid his way. Not every day you see your face on the front of the tabloids.

A slight cough to clear his systems, before he's glancing between the pair on the other side of the table. Green optics snap in his direction, and he's almost certain the stranger has half the mind to grill him too. Shit.

For once, the purple hunter feels like he's holding onto a few too many secrets. How much does this guy know?

"...we all know the Commander is too busy for some kind of secret affair," Vi manages, setting his half empty glass down. "I was just saying he's got no social life," an internal wince. Sorry boss.

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"Oh, you know." That is a self jab, but one also for the other reploid teasing him. But he does pause to take a sip of his drink, offering another, if more helpless, shrug. "Rock... is kind of like you. Bad at socializing."

So... "Guess that makes him like me too." The fact that the Light-bot wanted to come out at all was peculiar actually, but he'd get the chance to ask later, no doubt.

Being aware that the former General was coming at all made it easier to spot him once he'd finally made his way over. Zain opened his mouth to greet him, though it's interrupted by the loud smack of paper hitting linoleum. It snaps shut as his eyes drift over the page.

Mystery Bodyguard Caught Being Friendly With Maverick Hunter Commander.

Secret love affair? Bodyguard disappeared after being taken in by X and Commander Zero, unable to reach the Hunters for further questioning. Kiver Security goes bankrupt paying for repairs after attack on Meridian Center where the RRC was held last Friday...

He looks up, speechless, unable to mask the grimace that was already forming. How had the paparazzi caught that? Who was he kidding, it was their job to make celebrity scandals. Poor Vi.

"Not funny," is the first thing to finally escape his voice box, pushing the paper off to the side and towards the other person who was in those photos. "You haven't been here in months, and that was what grabbed your attention? Why am I not surprised?"

"Uh huh," Vile confirms, swirling his drink. "Guess it's your 'lucky' day then." Two for the price of one. "Might be some kind of record there." He can't help but chuckle at Zain's obvious embarrassment. "Are all your friends as bad at this as you are?" A bit of a self jab, sure, but Vi likes to know what he's walking into.

Some time passes before Rock sees himself in, heading straight for them the minute he spots impossibly long blond hair among the bar patrons. The Light-bot is fairly jovial for once as he slides in next to the Zero, a big grin on his face. A warning sign of further teasing to come.

"Hey Zain you're not goin' t' believe what I spotted on the way here." The statement is followed by the enthusiastic thwak of a gossip magazine being dropped on the table. The front cover? A certain Maverick Hunter at the RRC, fixing the tie of an unnamed security officer. "Got yourself a secret boyfriend huh?" Said with all the sarcasm of someone who knows the truth.

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A simultaneous attack, and it wasn't even coordinated. Wow.

Zain's sigh is exasperated at best, somewhat amused at worst, cheek falling to rest in his palm. It wasn't like he could really beat the allegations, so a shrug is offered in return. "Usually, I don't."

This was usually where Psi-- when they were still friends-- would accuse him of being a workaholic. God, you guys would have the same perspective, wouldn't you?

The Commander huffs, shoulders hunching. //Disappointed you're not the only one?// Is shot back, an attempt to cover the embarrassment. //It's your type of place-- Drinks are on me unless you decide to do something dumb about it.// Teasing, if only to save face. //Here's the address.//

"I don't see why not?" Vi shrugs, glass in hand. "Plenty of room at the table." It's not like he minded, they're out in public and liable to be approached by strangers and familiar faces alike. If there's one thing he's learned about Zain after all this time, it's that nothing goes to plan anyways. This is just... a nicer wrench in the works than most?

"Don't take this the wrong way sir, but... I didn't think you really uh..." had friends? "...socialized, outside of work." Not that Vile can really judge.

//Other company?// Comes the question, seems Rock is genuinely surprised. Although the follow up message probably says more about Zain than it does the Light-bot. //You have friends?// His response is a lot less apologetic than the purple hunter across from Zain.

//Sure, fine, whatever. I have t' be on my best behavior when I visit you anyways, so it's not like it matters. Send me the coordinates, an' I'll be there soon.//

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A ping from a familiar if lesser used line comes through. //Hey Zain, you free today? I was thinkin' stoppin' by for a bit.// It'd been a long time since Rock last came by physically, more inclined to socialize at a distance given the... very lively climate of the timeline Zain and Xanti shared. [ @overx ]

It's rare to receive a message from Rock-- even as friends they rarely had time to catch up with each other, let alone send a ping from out of the blue.

Looking up from the glass of bourbon he'd been nursing, Zain turns glances to Vi-- the one who'd asked him to come hang out first. They'd been trying to find chances to talk casually, to have moments that didn't require the heavier topics of their pasts.

Vi... probably wouldn't mind, but he asks anyways. "A friend is wondering if he can stop by. Are you okay with that?"

And, after a positive affirmation from his current companion... //Sure, if you don't mind hanging out at the bar with me and some other company.//

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"You wouldn't like me if I was normal." And they both knew it. A short laugh at the hand in his hair, his own raising to brush it down as soon as he's released.

It fades a bit at Rock's inquiry, hard to fake despite a lifetime of practice. "It was... fine." Green optics drop off to the side. "Actually... Can we take a rain check for ice cream this time? You reminded me that I... have something I have to do."

No baggage indeed.

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"He sure does! But this isn't about him at the moment, I'm talking to you! What sort of other things do you do, exactly?"

"... I don't see why I wouldn't? I can't exactly work all day, so... of course I have other things I do. Does this Xanti... not do that? He's going to wear himself out if so."

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"You wouldn't like me if I was normal." And they both knew it. A short laugh at the hand in his hair, his own raising to brush it down as soon as he's released.

It fades a bit at Rock's inquiry, hard to fake despite a lifetime of practice. "It was... fine." Green optics drop off to the side. "Actually... Can we take a rain check for ice cream this time? You reminded me that I... have something I have to do."

No baggage indeed.

"Oh? Ya want t' take a menace like me out in public? Now I can't help thinkin' somethin's wrong with you too." Teased lightly, as he ruffles the shorter machine's hair. He's sure Psi would rather keep upholding their 'no baggage' policy, so a quick pivot in topic is in order.

"Anyways, how was Xanti's visit?"

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At least in this instance, no self-explanation was required. They're alternates, siblings for a reason, able to guess each other's reactions without much effort. Even though he's trying to withhold his anger, Xanti can tell, even if he might not know how much.

I'm so tired of this. Suffocating, the way he would still...

"My intention is for you to survive more than a single plasma blast to the chest." It's my fault you can't defend yourself. His brother is attempting to utilize the inconvenience as a way to avoid further inclusion. You don't want me there, right? Unfortunately for the other X, Psi was more like their eldest sibling.

The exhale that leaves his chest is slow, level. "So I'll do more than teach you how to use the Falcon." Am I okay with this? That answer wouldn't be said aloud.

Fuck no.

"Head home, and I'll see you later this week. Be safe until then."

Don't apologize.

Xanti starts to open his mouth, starts to say 'sorry' again on reflex. Catching himself, the younger machine can only look sheepish for the near slip. I'm in enough trouble with you already. Adding anything more to the growing weight between them... he's not sure the dam of Psi's emotions will hold. If his own will.

"Vi was a huge help--" said with a nod, although it's hard to smile. It was nice, seeing those two work so well together. Yet the whole event had shaken them, had cast an ominous gloom over it all. "Actually, come to think of it... Vi didn't have his whole loadout when this happened." Still made it out in mostly one piece too-- a good sign, perhaps?

Wishful thinking. The younger X's hands finally leave his lap, and he gradually falls back-first on the bed as they continue.

"That's a start but I..." a sigh, as he too stares aimlessly at the blank ceiling. "...I wouldn't know how to use them well, even if we did find them." Realistically, he'd be safer, yes, but would it be that much of an edge with his inexperience in combat? "...I'd... ask you to help me get them, but then I'd... also have to ask you to teach me to use them."

A grim prospect, something neither of them truly desired. There was no world where Xanti wanted to fight, and no world where Psi wanted him to either.

"I mean... are you.... really okay with this...?"

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"...I'm going to sleep. You guys better not do anything stupid while I'm gone."

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"That's good! Hopefully you also find the time to do things for yourself and not for other people all the time as well? That's also extremely important for self care."

"... Oh."

"Oh! I see, I get it now. Please don't worry, I'm usually very careful not to overwork myself. I exactly can't function at 100% if I don't take time to rest!"

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"Why... are you apologizing to me?" Even as she does her best to lose the tension in her frame, his stare is critical. You don't get it, and you're not one of the ones I want to ask me for forgiveness. One of them was dead. The other two were actively trying to get there. "You should be be saying sorry to those that care about you. The ones who will miss you when you're gone."

That she bothered to explain how she functioned at all to a stranger... Do you need someone to forgive you for your own actions? Psi knew it wasn't him that she was looking to for that acceptance from. "You shouldn't be burning yourself to the quick just because you have those as a fallback."

Why was he giving advice at all? It's not the self-sacrificial types. It was the ones they left behind. The ones that wondered if they could have done anything to help. The ones that wondered if they were worth anything after abandonment.

"...The only thing I can forgive you for is not sharing your history with me. It's not my place to ask. But you shouldn't be doing better for me."

"Do better for those you value. The world didn't ask for you to carry its mantle."

"Sorry..." Just like that with a heavy exhaled breath, did the readied stance die. Shaska's shoulders slowly lowering as her body language went lax.. So this was to be the way of it then, and the direction it was going. There was never any intention to piss the other off and send him down this sort of path, but clearly the subject was something he was almost bitter about. Traumatized with maybe? Seen it too much, and experienced it too often.

And Shaska accidentally hit that nerve.

Dark eyes opened to look back at the other with a much softer gaze than just moments ago with an almost accepting smile. "Let me explain at least one thing, and no it is not an excuse; My systems are designed on a dual system engagement. It's meant to use boosters in case of those needed emergencies. But I digress, again not an excuse, and not something to blame my failings on." She took a breath.

Those arms went back to her sides, while one lifted to rest on one of those hip armor plates, the green light there flickering slightly as a shifting through her armor made the other greens match the same beat, like a pulse, or a release of some sort of engagement. "I do take my function seriously, I assure you. My specialized systems require much different repairs than most others, so at times it takes longer to completely fix. I admit on occasion I will stall on some if I need to. But otherwise I will take a great many hours to repair myself unless in cases of extremes."

"But, I will admit, I could be better about myself. And I am trying. But I much more care for others. It's... I will admit, both a vice, and something... I'd rather not talk about, if you can forgive me this."

"I'll try and do better."

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"That's a good boy!"

"I- ..."

"...Yes sir..."

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"Why would you think that?" He's decided he's going to leave, actually. "I'll see you later, Xan. If you know what's good for you, please. Go. Take a nap. Yeah?"

Wow... that's.... a first. "Psi....." a pause, in the rapid back and forth between them. "...are... are you mad at me?" Xanti couldn't really recall a time they'd gotten... any form of heated.

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"I think you have bigger sway than you realize." Given Xanti's crush. "Also appreciated. Please do."

"If you think I have any say over those two... you're sorely mistaken, buddy." A sigh. "...but noted. I'll pass the message along. Maybe punch Zain in the process for you." I have a feeling that's what this is really about.

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"Hmmm! You should work on that so you're not making others worry about you. If you care about them at all, I mean."

"Ah...."

"That kind of care..."

"I, uh... It's a work in progress?"