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❀❁Tilda + surprising people with a knife❁❀

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No one wants to die. Even people who want to go to heaven don’t want to die to get there. And yet death is the {destination} we all share. No one has ever escaped it. And that is as it should be, because Death is very likely the single best invention of Life. It is Life’s change agent. It clears out the old to make way for the new.

non selective Babette from Skyrim, penned by Wynne.   Starters | Rules

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Starter for @hopefulcovets

“Hey, Dick!” Tilda yelled at her adopted brother. “Has anyone ever told you that you look like a fucking demon? Well! You do!” 

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Starter for @capitol-reef

“M.K! You’re safe!” Tilda exclaimed with a large smile. “Are you alright?”

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thefastestaround‌:

It wasn’t often that he had someone ‘fangirling’ as they would call it over him.  He wasn’t one of the more ‘popular’ Avengers.  And certainly not among mutants for his part in M-Day.  So it caught him a little off guard before answering, “If I really wanted, less than a second.  Though I try not to do that too often.”  He gave her a bit of a puzzled look, “Blood?  Isn’t that a little…inconvenient.  Unless you can also heal like Logan.”

“Does it make you sick to go too fast?” Tilda inquired. “I can’t heal myself,” she admitted. “It’d be way more useful if I could— can’t heal other people, either. But I can stop bleeding, just not like, close the wound, you know?” With a clean pocket knife, Tilda made a small slice on her forearm. Blood poured from the wound, disproportionate to the wound she made. Within a few seconds, she stopped the bleeding. Blood on the ground quickly took the form of a dagger. Crystalline and sharp, looking like it was made of rubies. “Here! A gift, for you!” She offered the dagger to him. “I don’t think they can be destroyed. We tried.” 

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thefirstmortal‌:

He was grateful for the water, grateful in the way only a starving man could be. Yet he still remained composed; much as he could with how weak he felt. He drank, careful not to drink too much. He knew from experience that shocking his system with too much of a good thing would only make him sick.

When he’d finished drinking, he handed the water back to her, considering the question. This was a savage world, and even those who didn’t appear dangerous could be. Sometimes those were the most dangerous sorts, and he was in no condition to fight anyone right now.

“I… yes… I think I would be grateful for that. I just need to rest, and I can continue you on my way. Perhaps,“ he said as he looked down at the filthy rags he’d once called clothes, “you could help me find something to wear? I don’t… feel quite myself.“

He looked thin, and Tilda put a friendly smile on her face. Friendly enough, at least. She gave him her coat. Although she was much smaller than him, it would be enough for some sort of covering. “I can take you to my..” She paused for a moment, before carefully choosing her next word. “House,” She settled on.  “I can take you to my house.”

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thefirstmortal‌:

It was ironic, really, how much he had endured… only to be trapped by a mad man with a blade fetish. Kaa had spent nearly twenty years imprisoned underground before managing to get free. A rock slide, you see, had opened a hole in his prison and provided room enough to escape.

“Too long by half,“ he answered with a weak voice. All he would need was a few good meals and a decent nights sleep and he’d been good as new. One of the advantages of his bizarre gift. “Tilda…“ She had impeccable manners and fine dress, by the standards of the era. A noble of some degree, perhaps?

“I m Shux’Anaax Kaa. Called Kaa by most.“

His name was something she had never heard before, like it belonged to a foreign language. Tilda wondered if he was an escaped slave brought in from outside of the walls. Well, she hated slavery. “Here, take a drink of water.” She unscrewed the lid of her waterskin and brought it to his lips. As he drank, she spoke. “Well, Kaa, would you like to come with me, or risk staying out in the wilderness?”

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“Watch your mouth, or I’ll carve another hole in your neck.”

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starter for @thefastestaround

“So, you’re like, fast, right?” Tilda asked. “You know, that’s really cool. How fast can you go, exactly? Could you like, run to Bangkok in thirty minutes? Five minutes? A few seconds?  Sounds like fun!” Tilda didn’t get to meet that many other mutants. The teenage girl was quite excited to make a new friend, that was like her. “I can use my blood to build things. Wanna see?”

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Starter for @nullbloom

“I want to hire you for your talents,” Tilda told her. “I want to capture the soul of an idiot, and use his soul to enchant a dagger. I have very little skill in conjuring, which is where you come in. Two hundred Septims up front, and I’ll pay another two hundred once the job is done. What do you say?”

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Starter for @thefirstmortal

Tilda had a deep distrust of men instilled into her from a young age. However, she couldn’t turn away someone who was obviously in need of some kindness. “You don’t look too good,” she commented to the man. She couldn’t see any obvious injuries, but that didn’t mean he was healthy. “I’m Tilda,” she introduced. “When’s the last time you ate?” 

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Like this post for a starter from Tilda. Open to mutuals and non-mutuals

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burialarchive-blog :

a little psa that if you feel like your female muses are being neglected always throw them at me because female characters need to be protected at all costs and there shouldn’t be a reason why people are neglecting female characters in the first place because they can be just as developed and complex and well written as male characters okay thanks

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“Bullshit! You’ve got everyone fooled, Minerva. Everyone but me. Maybe Veil was right: I should have poisoned you when I had the chance. “

nonselective Tilda from Into The Badlands penned by Wynne

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