Indie rp blog for Zepar from magi. Accepts Magic Anons, mutlishipping, and triggers Mun will play the muse as a human or as a Djinn
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"Its important because I'm a little kid and I'm almost your size Solomon" he smiled, putting his hands behind his back. The mischievous musician moved over to him. "Wanna hear me sing?" he questioned, getting over the joke of him being short.
"Don't feel bad Solomon, you aren't short, you're just very small" ~sirenofalmatorran (Not sorry)

Cue a headtilt.”Oh?I wonder what exactly gave off the impression I am upset about my height?”
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"If I were you and was a full grown person and that short I'd be upset" Zepar blinked
"Don't feel bad Solomon, you aren't short, you're just very small" ~sirenofalmatorran (Not sorry)

Cue a headtilt.”Oh?I wonder what exactly gave off the impression I am upset about my height?”
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So I’m marrying Zepar, Paimon, Leraje, Ugo, and all my other husbands in this show. You’re all invited to my wedding.
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Koumei’s djinn equip is truly special, because he’s the only one who wears decent clothes, while the others look as if they escaped from a stripper bar.
#Sinbad in my djinn equip totally doesn't look like a stripper#Cause it makes him look like an eight year old#sick bastards
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"Once again, ew! I'm not gonna love some stupid girl"
"Ew, I dunno how people can fall in love, thats gross"
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"Ew, I dunno how people can fall in love, thats gross"
"I heard my name, who was talkin’ about me?" the boy asked curiously
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"Is she gonna be okay Paimon?"
"I heard my name, who was talkin’ about me?" the boy asked curiously
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"I heard my name, who was talkin' about me?" the boy asked curiously
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I know they doesn’t deal to the ask but… they were so cool!
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"That was such a boring kiss" the boy pouted
❖ ~thesirenofalmatorran
Send me a ❖ and my muse will kiss yours.
The king smiled and bent down, leaving a small kiss on the others forehead. “Satisfied?”

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"I'm not open for singing right now, I'm sorry" the small musician frowned
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"What do you think would happen to this place if someone else was King?" he questioned
"Hey King, can I ask you something?" the child asked innocently ~thesirenofalmatorran
"Of course?" " he smiled. "What’s on your mind."
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"My home is a place called Alma Torran, its really big, but I don't think its near here if this is an island..." Zepar frowned, following the adult. "Why would I mind you asking if you are gonna help me get home Mister?" he cocked his head to the side curiously, smiling as he did.
"Hey Mister, who are you?" the child questioned, smiling ~sirenofalmatorran

"Hm? Ah— My name is Ja’far, is there something I can help you with?"
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"Sin-dree-ah? I've never heard of that place before" he frowned, looking around. This for sure was not Alma Torran. "All the people here are dressed weird to...nothing like home" he noted to himself. He then turned back to the man he was talking to. "My name is Zepar, Mister, do you know where I could find a map of some sort?"
"Hey Mister, who are you?" the child questioned, smiling ~sirenofalmatorran

"Hm? Ah— My name is Ja’far, is there something I can help you with?"
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"Yeah, I'm a bit lost, do you know where I am Mister Ja'far?" Zepar frowned, putting his hands behind his back. This for sure wasn't Alma Torran
"Hey Mister, who are you?" the child questioned, smiling ~sirenofalmatorran

"Hm? Ah— My name is Ja’far, is there something I can help you with?"
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"Yes...you did, but I didn't mind it" it made it easier to look at his rukh. But now he was left with a lot of questions, and it made him consider probing a bit deeper. He could always do it, he doubted the other would even notice. He wasn't the Siren of his place for no reason, his voice had that power.
The other was asleep, Zepar noticed. He continued singing though, allowing his rukh to spread out and inspect the others, not taking control of them, but slowly inspecting them. It wouldn’t do anything, nor would it alarm the mans rukh, as he was not doing anything bad. It was a simple gesture, like looking at someone when you first meet them.
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