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So, I should mention that Ruusan is now over at @nervoushealerquietdaggers with her twin Tari.

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Okay. First I'd like to apologize for the lack of activity. Second (and more importantly) I've moved Ruusan, along with her sister Tari, over to @nervoushealerquietdaggers

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The twins have a distinct sense of sharing but also separation. Very little isn’t shared between them. But there are definitely points where they differ. Tari’s adoration and love of Wyndel; Ruusan’s distrust and slight hatred for example.

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Both are proficient with all sorts of weapons, but as in most things, they differ in preference. Tari prefers knives over everything else. Ruusan will take a good blaster.

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How to make the twins starry-eyed: give them custom weapons and/or armor

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How about a starter call for the twins together?

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Ruusan: “Blood is power. Blood is knowledge.” Tari: “Tech wants to help, you just have to know how to ask properly.”

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Honestly, Ruusan is probably the older twin. She is fiercely protective of Tari----to the point that she will risk her own life for Tari’s. Tari is genuinely shocked by this. And probably a little bit worried for her twin. Of course, Ruusan is only as protective of Tari because she’s worried.

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me:  i want to make another muse…

my inactive muses:

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                       I am not docile, and I will not rollover                             and ACCEPT my fate without blood                                 I will fight until I can fight no more

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I think I might put some of Tari’s verses here, because honestly I really want to do threads with the twins together and that’s a bit difficult if they’re on separate blogs.

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“If that’s what you want.” Ruusan replied simply, twisting the hilt of the blade. She was perfectly aware he could kill her if he wanted. She didn’t care. She never had, truthfully. She wasn’t Tari, so easily convinced to stay her hand when she wanted to strike someone down.

The hand not holding the hilt of the blade reached forward, dragging through the blood. Inspecting it curiously, she tipped her head. “I wonder...what will yours taste like?”

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Maybe he shouldn’t have been in such an angry mood, but who could blame him? With his Father MIA, there was no denying that Ky’lar’s moods had become more unstable than anything else, and it seemed that he found himself on a receiving end to a stab RIGHT through the heart. 

If he had been a regular human, it would have killed him, but that wasn’t to say it didn’t hurt —- it would take WEEKS to even heal right ( if ever ). It was his fault, that much he could agree upon as he leaned his head back against the wall with a deep breath in before letting it out slowly —- just to keep the body working ( even though it would more than likely stop soon ), ❝ —- Fuck you.❞

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Imagine your size difference OTP: person A standing on their tippy toes and reaching up for a kiss from tol person B, but A is so smol that it takes a while for B to notice.

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*screams into the void*

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I’m always angry

                    and always has been.

I’m not sure

           what I’m angry about.

I can be angry about anything

                                 or angry about nothing at all.

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Send me 🔪 to stab my muse.