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             it is more than a little sudden, the way the other grabs her hands and switches to a bright, enthusiastic demeanor. Margaery lets out a small sound of surprise, but does not fight the gesture, nor the amused look on her face. perhaps she should have shown a bit more concern at the oddly sinister tone behind her cheery words, but Margaery herself could hardly claim to be a saint. sweet and gentle on the outside, but with thorns of steel beneath – what difference made it if this woman wore hers a little more openly? and she has the feeling that this sort of friend would be the sort to stick by through thick and thin, and Gods save those who insulted her friend.

             …if nothing else, things would be interesting with her around.

            “I had no notion of refusing the offer in the first place, but when you put it like so, how could I possibly say no?” she chuckles, grabbing the other’s hands in return. a shared love of things that grow, as well as a mutual interest in fashion. there were few other ladies she had been able to call friend before, but she had always hoped for one like this – beautiful and dangerous, but unafraid to own her role as a woman.

            “It has been my intention to invest in a few new additions to my wardrobe anyway. Though I do love my gowns, they… certainly stand out around here.”

{ ♯ }– How the other continued carrying herself confirmed further how Nonon was making an excellent decision by befriending the other. Nonon appreciated the other knew her status was below Nonon, but still aware that she had a higher place of many others. Nonon always respected girls like that. 

The pink haired girl tightened her grip on her friend's hand and squealed as the other accepted her request and how the other female also responded by taking hold of her own hand. “Perfect!”

Nonon instantly started marching and pulling the other after the mention of her dresses. “They make you look so outdated!” Nonon chirped back and kept her eyes on the prize: finding a cute boutique. “Short green dresses! I think those will be what looks best on... you!”

Nonon stopped briefly and turned around to face the other. A confused look on her face. She was too excited about finding a friend that she forgot introduction.

“Oh... what’s your name? I am Stella City’s most wonderful Nonon Jakuzure!”

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Useless Details Ask Meme II

Send one of the following symbols to find out more about my muse! Part I: (X)

Getting closer:

× what does your muse smell like? what perfume/cologne are they using? � do they shower often? every day or just every couple of days? ♻ how about brushing teeth? three times a day, or just in the morning? ⌘ do they rather shower or take a bath? ♀ how long does your muse usually need for a shower/bath? ⚣ how long does your muse need to shave? (this is also for the ladies!) ♂ does your muse put on make-up? how long do they need for it every day?  ⚢ what kind of make-up does your muse use? favourite colours? how much do they use?

Exploring their body:

♤ does your muse have any scars? where? what do they look like? how did they get them? ♧ any freckles/moles/birth marks? where? ♡ are their fingernails dirty or clean? cut/long? ♢ how much do they weigh? ♠ any ‘weird’ characteristics on their body? one leg/arm longer than the other? ♣ are their veins particularly visible when they’re angry/upset/sad? ♥ do they have more muscles or more fat on their body? ♦ any tattoos? where? what’s the story behind them?

Open your closet:

⦂ what clothes do they sleep in? ♚ do they have a favourite piece of clothing? ❅ what do they usually wear when they’re not working? ☏ what do they wear when they’re at work? ₤ how many shoes do they have? what kind? Σ how many purses do they have? ⌚ how long do they need to decide what to wear in the morning? ⌛ do they go shopping for clothes often? how long do they usually need? $ how much money do they spend on clothes every month?

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“ Something more original? What could be more original than the awe-inspiring and morale raising war horn? … Um.. what would you suggest, then? “ 

{ ♯ }–  “You could tie up your enemy and electrocute them and theirs screams lead your team because it is the anthem of victory!”

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{ ♯ }–  Nonon’s father once asked her if she would destroy anyone or thing that got in her way: her answer at age three was yes. That’s why Nonon worked so hard on her cute persona, she wanted people to fear her. She benefited from people not expecting a no-nonsense gal when someone has as cute of a face as the conductor does.

She stepped on the person’s hand and smiled more as they screamed. Maybe this one would join the long list of others who had better think twice in regards to her. Sure, she could have had a minion do the dirty work for her but she always found it most fun and self-gratifying to do this herself. 

And by the end of it, the person was left screaming and Nonon left skipping.

The pink haired girl spooked a little when a deep voice commanded her attention, she turned sharply and stared at the towering man with sweet eyes. The ones that scream: “I wouldn’t hurt a fly!”

“Huuuuuh?” Nonon asked in a childish way, a smile slivering across her face. She examined the other and made up her mind in no time. He would do well with being an assistant, every ruler needed that right-hand man. “I think you know very well it was... I mean... you do look like you’ve eaten people with how scary you look!” Nonon played up her cute spirit well with him.

“You look like you’ve killed 100 men! Do I really look as scary and ugly as someone who could do that?”

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Words hold no meaning lest the intent to act upon them isn’t far behind.

Just by listening to this smaller girl speak her mind is enough for Darius to deduce that she meant business. Harsh words were tossed around like nothing. They held no weight to her. No consequence was too great for her to handle. The Noxian general simply finds himself in an unorthodox setting bearing witness to a brutality most accurately described as ‘a toy poodle putting boxers in their place’.

It’s definitely an interesting thing to witness.

Darius’s notion to initiate conversation came quite a few moments after the act has been committed, occupying himself with a previously purchased drink and a feint of waiting for public transportation to make its stop. The idea was to get her alone. 

For a larger man to simply approach a significantly smaller (and probably younger) woman would look bad on his end. Simply, he elects to speak up from where he stands, intending for her to catch his words loud and clear.

“Was all that necessary?”

Was he concerned? Not exactly. Nowhere in his tone of voice dictated any concern for the poor saps who found themselves on the wrong side of her heel. All that existed was a state of morbid curiosity.

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What I am Working on Today (Updated 05/27/2017):

Drafts (I’m still only working on starters I need to reply to):

@spicysakuraba

@gatchagal

@uwakishabakuto

@anousagi

@noxushound

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{ ♯ }– “If your question bores me, may I hit you?”

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“Excuse me? Sorry to bother you. It is Prince Edward of Andalasia. I live above you and heard your music. May I ask you a question face to face?“

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{ ♯ }–  “Of course I can teach! War horns are overrated though. Don’t you want to stand out at all? Try something more original and I’ll consider teaching you~!”

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“ Excuse me! I believe I’ve seen you around these parts carrying instruments of sorts correct? I was curious if you taught how to play them because I had a thought last night, that if I learned how to play a war horn I could motivate and rally people! Would that be possible?! “ 

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“ You bitches is lame trying to run up on me Bitch, I’ll punch you in the face A pretty ass bitch with a pretty ass face. “

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{ ♯ }-- Nonon’s eye twitched as she clutched her baton closely. She had been going on a spree lately of whacking those getting on her nerves and was trying to not give herself such a strict image. But this girl was truly trying the conductor's patience. Which she already had very little of.

She gritted her teeth, and tried to suck it up since at least the girl could recognize such wonderful beauty that Nonon possessed. 

Instead of beating her, she snatched the girl’s finger and crushingly held it while she smiled at the other girl with a sadistic smile. “What will it take for you to never lay another filthy finger on me again so I don’t have to explain your pathetic dead body to someone?” Nonon said her threat sweetly, but her eyes were burning with malignity.

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REALLY, she’s almost positive that she’s been yelled at for this before. And yet, here Pascal is, laying gentle pokes upon the face of an irritated lady, a single glove removed for simplistic reasons. It’s almost funny, really, just how little impulse control Pascal had, but there was a good excuse, honest! This girl looked really fun to poke, and so poke the girl she did. Of course, the girl’s face was far from pleasant right now, but Pascal paid it no mind.

MAYBE she’d take them both out for ice cream later. That sounded like a lot of fun, so surely the other girl wouldn’t pass it up! Right?

“Woah, you must take really good care of yourself! You’re really soft…”

POKE, poke. This was fun.

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What I am Working on Today (Updated 05/22/2017):

Drafts: (Only working on other starters people have written for me)

@spicysakuraba

@dreamstrikers

@gatchagal

@foriornfaire

@uwakishabakuto

@andalasianprince

@anousagi

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Of course, Nonon was in the musical zone and she did it simply for attention. The less she was noticed the louder she sang and flaunted her her voice and skills. She loved singing but what was the use of being so talented if no one marveled over her? So Nonon didn’t fake it in the slightest at all when someone finally approached her about her talents. She stopped singing, smiled, and waved them off-- though the way was more of a ‘keep going’ rather than an ‘oh stop it’.

“It is, isn’t it!” Nonon could never be considered a humble person but at least she didn’t lie to herself, she was good. But the other girls next comment did make Nonon’s smile drop a bit. Did this girl live inside a bubble? “You haven’t heard of me? You must be a poor person or live in a box!” Nonon laughs at her own joke. “I’m Stella City’s greatest conductor! I’ve composed so many songs already, I think I might be the biggest and most accomplished star here!”

{ the stars keep on callin’ my name }

Nelliel didn’t mean to pry in the other girl’s business. She was simply strolling past the magnificent sight known as the fairy fountain, until ears perked at the sound of something quite delightful. She slowly walked the back of the fountain, hoping she wasn’t going to startle whomever was there. Green orbs finally rested on a pink-haired figure sitting on the edges of the fountain, singing what resonated as a lullaby. Not feeling quite sure at what to do, Nel decided to appear from the corner of the fountain, and approach the other with good intentions.

“ Excuse me, but your voice is very lovely. Have you ever thought of pursuing a career in singing? “ she blurted out, hoping she didn’t sound bizarre for asking.

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It was another exploration day for her. The conductor grew bored too easily these days it seemed like, and she loved any reason to go outside and have the sun cast upon her and flaunt all her beauty. While she easily got that and to do all of her other hobbies, something was lacking for the ‘queen’.

She missed literature and poetry. She missed the beauty of the words that she could tell people that it was written about her. Nonon craved for a nice anthology that captured someone’s beauty forever. The pink haired girl loved the arts so passionately for the reason that they could preserve a time, a feeling, the most perfect person in the world. While Nonon knew she would be famous for being so accomplished in the arts, she also dreamed and knew she would be the muse for someone to preserve her in some artistic or literary way.

However, while Nonon’s internal thoughts might of arts and their personification powers may have seemed like she was on a floating cloud it was far from that. She has actually crossed arms and a rather tight look on her face. She was being ignored for a letter. It didn’t help the weirdo stuttered and wasn’t bold. She sighed and rolled her eyes, not everyone could be as wonderful as her. “I need to be shown all the poetry collections you have. I’ll be sitting at a table and expect you to bring every last one to me.”

Letters to the city (Closed- Nonon Jakuzure )

Feeling somewhat better after that conversation at the place called a ‘cahfe’, Laurent returned to work at the library with a little bit more confidence than before - granted, it wasn’t a lot, given his shyness was very much part of his usual nature now - but he did feel better about the whole thing. Nobody was rushing him to make that show happen: he could take matters at his own pace, and knowing that made him glad.

Though it might still be a good idea to send a little poll to the city, asking if they would be actually be interested in seeing such a show. Tapping a quill pen thoughtfully on a piece of paper in front of him, he pondered how to go about asking the whole city something like this: but a rather vividly pink-colored girl stepping into the library distracted him. Ah, the letter could wait!

Putting the quill back in the pot of ink (though the sheep had given him some strange looks when he politely asked for it, he had thanked them a lot for giving it to him), he sat to attention. “Y-yes? Is there anything the library can help you w-with today?”

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Nonon sported a red ball gown with the top of it was embroidered with red flowers, a strategical choice on her part to be instantly recognizable to the only reason she was coming to the ball. It was for her lovely friend Marg, they both had images to keep up and Nonon would do her role in being present.

Even if it meant being present and stuck around individuals who would probably never get a Ball Invitation in their normal life.

The pink haired girl lit up as she saw her closest friend come to her, she instantly snatched her hands and held it close. “You are so giving, Marg! I wouldn’t be able to stand if I broke someone as low as these people's hearts!” Nonon mused to her friend, a slick grin on her face “You have to have standards sometimes for the hearts you want to break!”

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         her gaze has been scanning the crowd for her friends among the throngs of people dancing and laughing and approaching her with no shortage of praise for the proceedings of the evening, for her appearance, for her dancing when she chose to take to the floor. 

         when her gaze finally falls upon a streak of pink in the distance however, she politely dismissed the guest speaking to her, dodging people on the dance floor to make her way to her friend’s side.

          “Spending our evening doubtlessly breaking countless hearts, I assume?”

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♫ - singing voice

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♫ - singing voice

For Nonon’s singing voice it would be a  Mezzo-soprano but because I used to do musical theatre and am still a musical fiend, let’s explore deeper!

Nonon has a very Soubrette vocal type, it is a very recognizable type so when you hear Nonon singing you will know it is her. Nonon has practiced her voice to become like this due to its definition in history. In plays or opera’s this type was sung by the energetic and flirtatious actress/performer. 

Wikipedia definition: “In theatre, a soubrette is a comedy character who is vain and girlish, mischievous, lighthearted, coquettish and gossip—often a chambermaid or confidante of the ingenue, she often displays a flirtatious or even sexually aggressive nature”, sound like someone you know?  

It is a more nasally sound so it benefits how Nonon speaks but don’t worry because it isn’t unbearable to listen to thanks to Nonon taking wonderful care of herself. 

For audio comparisons (keep in mind Nonon would be slightly higher of pitch): 

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✿ - laugh

Fun fact: Nonon will always start whatever way she is laughing with a slight snort, and isn’t it just the cutest? Nonon’s laugh does vary though, it depends on what mood she is feeling and what person she is around. If she is around people she is very close with she has a very high-pitched howl, like the kind of silly laugh that if you heard it you would laugh because of how silly and cute it is.  Other types of laughs she has are: a snicker, a “tee-hee” laugh, a giggle, a chuckle, and a clapping mocking laugh.

✮ - sleeping habits

Nonon sleeps like a princess. She puts on her silk sleeping mask, she grabs as many stuffed animals as she can snuggle with, and hardly stirs at all. Though Nonon does have the habit of needing to sleep with something or someone, so if she doesn’t have her stuffed animal, she needs her closest friend to snuggle with.

☂ - sadness

Nonon is a passionate individual, so whatever she does or feels, she does it passionately. Nonon will express her sadness loudly but only to those that she is closest too. However, because she is a passionate individual it is not hard to see what she is feeling so it will be easy to identify if she is sad it is just if she will passionately vent her little heart out to you.

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What I’m working on Today (Updated 05/15/2017):

Drafts:

@solaignemmagi

@nostalgicallys

@spicysakuraba

@dreamstrikers

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@mokutouta

@pacifistpsychic

@luciodossantos

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