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this blog is a bit old now , so was getting overwhelmed w activity ! so iâve moved to another fresh blog by the same name where iâll write most of these muses , excluding a few. Iâve moved all my active drafts there , but my inbox will be wiped. If you want to continued anything / a thread we have going just @ me on that blog.Â
if youâre keen on interacting just give that one a follow ! just a reminder to double check my rules ! as iâve been adding to them. ( iâll follow people back rather than follow first so i know everyone is a-okay w my rules)Â
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this blog is a bit old now , so was getting overwhelmed w activity ! so iâve moved to another fresh blog by the same name where iâll write most of these muses , excluding a few. Iâve moved all my active drafts there , but my inbox will be wiped. If you want to continued anything / a thread we have going just @ me on that blog.Â
if youâre keen on interacting just give that one a follow ! just a reminder to double check my rules ! as iâve been adding to them. ( iâll follow people back rather than follow first so i know everyone is a-okay w my rules)Â
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this blog is a bit old now , so was getting overwhelmed w activity ! so iâve moved to another fresh blog by the same name where iâll write most of these muses , excluding a few. Iâve moved all my active drafts there , but my inbox will be wiped. If you want to continued anything / a thread we have going just @ me on that blog.Â
if youâre keen on interacting just give that one a follow ! just a reminder to double check my rules ! as iâve been adding to them. ( iâll follow people back rather than follow first so i know everyone is a-okay w my rules)Â
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this blog is a bit old now , so was getting overwhelmed w activity ! so iâve moved to another fresh blog by the same name where iâll write most of these muses , excluding a few. Iâve moved all my active drafts there , but my inbox will be wiped. If you want to continued anything / a thread we have going just @ me on that blog.Â
if youâre keen on interacting just give that one a follow ! just a reminder to double check my rules ! as iâve been adding to them. ( iâll follow people back rather than follow first so i know everyone is a-okay w my rules)Â
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Pick me up Miki. Not very crisp.
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    despite the reassurance ( if he could even call it that ), josuke still showed himself hesitant to get any closer. eyes wide open, staring in mild horror at the alienâs hands. after everything he had been through, this was what frightened him? âây-yeah, well! easy for you to say thatâŚâ
â  yes  ,  quite.â   mikitaka  agreed  ,  bringing  the  turtle  towards  his  own  face  -  staring  into  itâs  eyes  ,  as  though  trying  to  communicate  ..  something.    with  a  nod,  he  lowers  it  back  to  the  ground  , �� remaining  crouched  beside  the  slow  moving  reptile. curiosity  plastered  on  the  aliens  face.
 â  hmm  ,  itâs  true  they  did  leave  their  past  planet  in  shambles  ⌠ a  horrific  affair  ..  â  he watches the creature crawl for a moment longer before chancing  a  glance  back  up  to  his  friend  ,  smile  creeping  onto  his  features.  â  that  ,  was  my  attempt  at  a  joke  ,  josuke  â    i  heard  that  humans  often  use  humour  to  placate  ,  otherwise  tense  situations.â Â
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   for a man that did not care about staining his hands with blood & making a mess out of his subjects, his home was immaculate â pure white, giving the place a sterile look to it, almost like a hospital. the furniture, a variation of dark wood with the occasional touch of colour; the vibrant red of the cushions, or the few potted plants lying around, it tied up the place nicely, like something youâd find in a magazine. living with secco, however, proved to be a challenge at first, even for cioccolata whose patience had a limit. stains of dirt, broken glasses, all becoming things that only happened when the other was around. his careless had received a scolding, but for a man as cruel as the ex-surgeon, he could be rather soft at times. sigh leaving his lips & taking a much calmer approach when addressing secco for his carelessness â & the cycle repeated itself.
   thereâs no surprise in his expression when he finds the other practically crawling towards him as if he could not carry himself together by standing on his feet. the look in his expression, that equivalent of an excited mutt wagging its tail when their owner came home. the way that his mouth opened & breathing became accelerated, indication that he had caught on the smell of the pastries that he carried. his excitement was more directed to the sweets than himself, just as ciocco wouldâve expected. ââmmm! maybe i did, but ah-ah! i need to know first if you were good while i was away.â
seccos  excited  demeanour  ;   is  quick  to  fade  away  into  an  expression  of  pure  guilt.  body  twisted  ,  shoulders  hunched  -  closing  in  on  himself,  now  refusing  to  meet  the  mans  gaze.   ashamed  ,  that  he  messed  up  cioccolatas  nice  house  -  again..  for  a  man  ,  whoâd  heâd  personally  witnessed.  so  diligently  ,  filmed  -  elbow  deep  in  bodies  ,  revelling  in  the  glory  found  in  such  gore.  he  was  so  clean  ..   immaculate  -    secco  ,  couldnât  adhere  to  such  a  standard  ,  often  ,  it  was  as  though  he  carried  the  dust  with  him.  muddy  foot-prints  ,  trailing  after  him  on  polished  tiles  ..  catalogued  items  put  away  out  of  order  ,  glasses  and  equipment  broken  by  his  inattention..    in  a  previous  life  ,  he  would  have  been  fearful  ..  for  the  punishment  ,  his  negligence  may  have  wrought.    but  cioccolata  ,  wasnât  like  that  ..  no  ,  no  ,  he  was  different  !  inside  the  operating  room  ,  heâd  aided  the  man  in  doing  ..  terrible  ..  thrilling  things  ..  that  would  chill  anyone  else  to  the  very  bone  ,  retching  at  the  thought  alone  â  but  despite  that  ..  he  didnât  fear  cioccolata  ..  he  could  never  fear  cioccolata..    who  was  so  nice  to  him  ,  who  cared  for  him.  he  felt  bad  ..  bad  that  he  might  disappoint  him  ..  worse  ,  that  he  may  not  be  receiving  those  treats  which  were  almost  within  his  grasp  ..  the  sweetness  he  could  almost  taste  on  his  tongue.  Â
â  cioco-lataa  ..    it  wasnât  my  int  â  uh  ,  i  didnât  mean  to  break  it  ..  i  â  i  was  just  looking  ..  p-please -  iâm  sorry.â Â
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   the muscles of his face were starting to become numbâto feel like they were momentarily âstuckâ the way they were as he continued to grin. a wicked expression, one that was more fitting in a horror film than in a place of sanctuary, a place of supposed healing. salvatore was only a saviour in name, never in practice, but upon seeing seccoâs reaction, he became convinced that he had done something for the man. eyes, wide open & fixated on the screen as if his life depended on it, had the doctor nearly quivering with his excitement! to finally share his work, his philosophy⌠it felt as if electricity coursed through his body. even if his words didnât reflect the same enthusiasm, salvatore could see it in his expression; hope that was born in seeing someone fight for their life, only to succumb to the despair that circumstances brought, only to give up. those that lacked the will to live, the resolve to survive⌠those were the ones he considered as weakâthe ones that were not fitting for this world.
    ââwhenever i can, at least. it can be quite tricky when doing it on my ownâŚâ his tone shifted on the latter half of his sentence, taking a more dramatic tilt, as if to make of his inconvenience, something one should feel sorry about. hands finding their way to rest on seccoâs shoulder, fingers curling to hold him down as he stood behind him. out of sight, his expression changed. a much more sinister look in his expression, as he looked down at the other. âi can show you more just like that. or even better⌠i can show it to you⌠live, if youâre so curious.â
secco  cranes  his  neck  to  view  the  doctor  better  from  his  position  â  the  manâs  face  illuminated  by  the  screen  ,  a  familiar  image  ..  so  reminiscent  of  his  own  time  on  the  operating  table  .   though  this  time  ,  he  wasnât  just  grateful  to  be  given  his  life  back.  to  have  that  plague  removed  from  him  ,  by  skilful  hands.   no  ,  no  ..  this  time  he  was  grateful,  for  the  trust  ,  the  doctor  had  in  him  ..  to  be  shown  something  so..  special.   so  ,  eye-opening  -   something  that  would  change  his  life. Â
secco  smiles  â  wide  ,  rows  of  crooked  teeth  on  display.  delight,  clear  in  his  expression.   â  yes..   i  â  i  want  ,  to  be  there  ⌠to - to see it ,  s-salvatore  â  i  can..  help  you.â     while  he  would  ,  be  content  â  just  watching  as  the  doctor  worked  ,  captivated  by  the  procedure  ..   enthralled  in  watching  as  the  new  patient  fought  for  their  lives.  it  would  feel  ,  far  more  rewarding  playing  an  active  role  in  the  venture.
â  j-just  donât  make  me  ,  do  it  -  iâll  ..  iâd  ruin  it  .. â    his  only  practice  with  a  scalpel  , being a  messy  affair of  jagged  ,  torn  flesh  ,  nothing  like  the  doctors  neat  professionalism  ..  he  didnât  trust  his  hands  to  obey  him  ,  theyâd  shake  -  or  ,  heâd  slip  ..  and  theyâd  die  before  he  could  achieve  the  desired  outcome.  this  doctor  ..  was  so  nice  ..   he  understood  him  ..  saved  him  from  the  rot  invading  his  body..  he  didnât  want  to  fail  him.  to  be  seen  as  useless  again  ,  a  failure  ..  no  ,  no  ,  he  wouldnât  let  that  happen.   Â
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Trying to explore some ideas for Sorbet and Gelato by doing a bunch of silly interactions with the rest of the squad ¯\_(ă)_/ÂŻ
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@stringstarâ liked for a one-liner//accepting
â once  again  ...  a  little  weird  ,  but  not  technically  a  sin.â Â
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â  awe  ,  iâm  still  upset  i  never  got  those  socks  off ,  mi  caro  ...  but  at  least  you finally let  your  hair  down...â Â
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â  hmm  ,  iâm  aware  holding  a  grudge  ...  is  a  molto  unattractive  quality  -  but  would  you  mind  telling  your  boss  how  snakes  work  ?    i  donât  think  heâs  aware.â Â
#inevitableshott#i may study humans ... but i know snakes cant travel that fast.. rude ass giorno ...#killing me was offensive#á´á´ęąá´ á´ÉŞÉ´á´ęąĘá´á´ÉŞÉ´É˘ ÉŞęą á´Ę á´ÉŞÉ´á´ -  á´á´Ęá´É´á´
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â  i  told  you  that  in  confidence  ..    stop  bringing  it  up  ,    julius  .â Â
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â  thereâs  no  need  to  be  frightened  ,  josuke  ..    this  creature  is  entirely  harmless.    i  do  recall  when  they  migrated  to  earth  myself  ,  they  were  only  seeking  a  peaceful  refuge."
#though i dont know how they piloted their ships w/o hands .. they are far more advanced than myself#multavia#á´á´ęąá´ .  ęąá´á´Ęá´ÉŞÉ´É˘ á´Ęá´á´ 51  á´Ęá´Ę á´á´É´'á´ ęąá´á´á´ á´ęą á´ĘĘ.  á´ÉŞá´ÉŞá´á´á´á´ Ęá´á´˘á´á´á´Ęá´
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â  you  wonât  hear  me  saying  this  often  ,  mi  caro  ,  but  iâm  glad  that  didnât  kill  you.  â
#it could have .. but that was a risk. i was willing to take . for the sake of science#clectriclight#á´á´ęąá´ á´ÉŞÉ´á´ęąĘá´á´ÉŞÉ´É˘ ÉŞęą á´Ę á´ÉŞÉ´á´ -  á´á´Ęá´É´á´
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â  all  iâm  saying  is  since  iâm  twice  as  likely  to  succeed  on  this  assignment    ,  i  should  be  paid  twice  as  much  -  quality  doesnât  come  cheap  ,  DIO.â Â
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