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Reblog and see what color you get!

[Based on writing styles] White: I’m really shy to talk to you, but I would like to write with you sometime! Yellow: Your writing us great! Keep it up! Orange: I can hear ____’s voice when I read your writing! Pink: I like your writing, it just needs a little tweaking! [Specify] Red: I admire your writing and stories from afar. Just know I always read them. Maroon: Eh, your writing is ok. Magenta: I aspire to write like you. Purple: Your writing needs a little work. Violet: I wish you would write more. Aquamarine: Can you write a drabble between our two characters? Blue: You need to improve your writing Navy: I have a hard time understanding your writing. Gray: You should put more description into your writing. Black: Your writing is terrible. Silver: How are you not famous for your writing? O_O Brown: Your writing seems a little bleak. Would you like some tips or advice from me?

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send me ‘♡’ for a ship aesthetic of our muses.

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⋆ sensory asks ⋆

S I G H T

1. favourite colour(s)? 2. least favourite colour(s)? 3. do you wear glasses/contacts? 4. are you colour blind? 5. what are you seeing right now?

S O U N D

6. favourite band(s) or artist(s)? 7. top five songs? 8. favourite instrumental track(s)? 9. favourite non-musical sound? 10. what are you hearing right now?

S M E L L

11. are you very sensitive to smell? 12. favourite scent? 13. opinion on the smell of blown-out candles? 14. what does your shampoo smell like? 15. do you like to wear perfume/cologne?

T A S T E

16. favourite fruit? 17. favourite non-alcoholic drink? 18. worst thing you’ve ever tasted? 19. do you enjoy any unusual food combinations that others find unappealing? 20. what flavour gum do you usually chew?

T O U C H 

21. do you often rip/cut the tags off of your clothes? 22. any specific textures that bother you? 23. do you have a high pain tolerance? 24. softest article of clothing that you (have) own(ed)? 25. are you a good hugger?

O T H E R

26. do you ever feel like you have a sixth sense? in what way(s)? 27. any prophetic dreams? 28. have you ever had your fortune told? (did it prove to be accurate?) 29. has anyone “read your mind” before? 30. have you witnessed any “miracles” or strange coincidences?

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character head meme!: Favorite way to waste time and feelings surrounding wasting time

Conversation, conversation! Smalltalk, big-talk, all the same; he just enjoys walking around and talking ot whoever’s close, whoever they are! It usually tends to end in him gaining more and more allies and friends to lean on, so it helps! Though it does have it’s downfalls when you have two friends trying to kill eachother so you have to pick a side or get stabbed by someone. Which will usually end with him getting stabbed nevertheless! So he doesn’t care all that much about who he makes friends with, unless they’re just. Unapproachable. In that case, expect a beat-down.

And by beatdowns, he means fun beatdowns like when he used to hang out with Miretheniel before she disappeared. And he was transporte, oh the fun they had; beating the everloving shit out of anything else in sight. Saivalthar, Yanar were all targets to these horribly mannered fiends. Whether it may be the way they dressed; acted or how they just were, you were a target for the Sewer’s Schoolyard bullies for pratically no reason! SIlvian had often made friends with them afterwards, though.

Alcohol was a past-time favorite as well! What can go wrong with.. Ten, shots of ale? Well, this one should be obvious, but it eases the pain of living and whatnot.

As for how he feels of wasting time; it’s no biggie. He was never important, never will he thinks he will be. The only time he feels to the need to do something is when his life or lively hood depends on it. He’s never in a rush, basically.

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cabexgallo:

Cabe heard enough. That guy may not be dangerous, but is definitely drunk enough to be a danger for himself. Either by intoxication… or throwing absinthe at the wrong person.

                 "It’s fine, I’ll send ya the bill for the cleanin’, once ya get out of the drunk cell. But for today, ya had enough booze, Scott Baio.“ With that, he grabs the other firmly on the shoulder.

" Nn-nnaay! I'm broke, can't I just wash it by haaand?! " Silvian sort of flailed at the touch. Yes, he was broke. So the only thing he can really do in face of a bill is to do something himself, of which would be.. Not paying bills to wash things. " -- Whose Scoot, even? Hhrmmpmh. "

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coldnoble:

To be honest, there are elements of Thedas he’s glad to be away from. No darkspawn is a welcome relief. He’ll still slowly die but at least no fighting is involved. The sheep don’t seem to hold an anti-mage sentiment either.

Of course, Daylen hasn’t told most people what he is. It would be hard to demonstrate without his spells.

Vincent continues to watch the pair. The other man doesn’t seem dangerous. A little strange perhaps, but they haven’t threatened his master.

“I shall take that into consideration. Hopefully the demand goes down soon. I’d prefer to research unfamiliar herbs rather than continually making the same potion. Hopefully my customers will appreciate the results of that too.”

Not that he would submit to being here. The Warden is still trying to research the city. Adaption is key though in situations like this. One needs to maintain their own survival. Even if more comfortable here than camping out.

“Given we all come from these varied backgrounds, do you think the existence of different worlds is possible? It certainly isn’t something I’d touched on before. This is just speculation though. Right now I’ve hardly got the evidence to decide on anything.”

He did travel to the Fade before this place, but it’s a completely different story.

“Our houses are generally small unless one has enough wealth. Not sure what a cell phone is though. Does that come from your homeland?”

" Sounds like a good choice from a business standard. How'd you make this anyway? I might need to uhm. Buy like two or three more of these things in veeeeery close future, y'know? Professionalalcoholic here, even if I don't get paid for it. Imagine that, though. I'd be fucking rich -- Iii'm getting off-topic fuck. " Being what would be a heretic in his own home-city, he could probably care less of what the city mmakes of him. Unless -- it causes him to retreat to outsie of the city. Did this plce even have a country? A countryside? Is it the single civilizaion in the universe he was sudenly placed in? Who knew. He didn't for sure. But he marks that off as another thing ot look into -- oh we're talking about it now. " I'd think that'd be obvious by now. If theres different planes of existance, whose so narrow-minded to say there aren't any more? Though, gotta wonder if this city is the only thing out there. Is there a countryside? What country are we in then? -- And, yeah, we have.. Pretty much the same thing as yours. And no. Just got it there. Can't seem to open it however. "

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uwakishabakuto:

“Destroy the language barrier, huh?  Well I guess that makes sense.  I’ve met people that I know would normally speak Japanese, but there are also people I’ve met that probably speak languages I’ve never heard of.  I guess it’s nice to be able to talk to whoever, although it means I can’t use the excuse that I have no idea what they’re saying anymore to avoid talking to someone…”  A shame at that.  Sometimes you just really wanted to be left alone.

Yukio wasn’t entirely surprised by where the last part of their conversation was heading.  He really hoped Silvian was joking about burying a body with the same shovel you killed the guy with, but he had a feeling he probably wasn’t.  “Well, I’ll definitely keep the gardener thing in mind I guess.  I’m not sure I’m planning on wielding a shovel like some kind of maniac right now.  You do you though.”

“Anyway, I think your shirt should be good now.  It’s not soaking wet anymore.”  He slowly nudged Silvian out the bathroom door.  If other customers needed the bathroom they shouldn’t be holding it up.  Yukio inspected the other man and tapped his chin.  “Well, it’s still going to have a rather large brown spot.  Are you sure you don’t want to get new clothes?”

" Hey! I'm not a maniaco r anything, yeesh. Min your manners, would you? I mean, I think I'm probably older then you so uh. Respect.. Fuck that, I'm just gonna avoid calling myself old. " Please learn how to form sentences before you start talking, Silvian. But yeah he could use more clothes. Hopping onto his two feet a bit too enthusiastically. But somewhere in this childish literal manchild's mind is some sort of truth, that yes -- he was pretty serious about hitting people with shovels. Very, very hard. " Aye, aye. I see that, lad. Thouugh, if you want me to get some clothes, sure. But -- sadly I don't have money. Maaaybe you could.. ehm. Do something about that? " Yeah he's broke, since he came into Stella City, he has been broke as fuck an nothing in the world can help him. Unless they're employers, but even then thats a little bit too low, considering that Silvian can't even use a coffee machine. " .. And if begging doesnt work, maybe like, recommend me a job? Or something? Machines like.. that cant be all that hard to use. Or -- I can just, erh. Go down on you if you swing like that, aye? -- Pfahaha. But yeah you -- You get the point right. " It was.. Obvious he was joking about the last offer, but the iea remains. He needs.. An actual job.

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16.

16: Biggest and smallest long term goal?

Silvian never thought too much about his lifegoal, for the most time he’s been alive, he’s been making only short-term goals. Though, a general would be his craving for undergroun knowledge as a conspiracy theorist. For reasons that include contributing to his delusions of the death of his mother – of which I will explain. Sometime later. Another one would be looking after Ushio, as Kyou had hoped he would, even when Kyou had seemed to disappear off the face of the Earth, and possibly find Miretheniel. 

16: Who hurt you?

A lot of people, actually. Which are in fact, pratically most of his friends. This includes the following: Madeliene, Nyn, Kyou, Addie and Chen. All at some point, even if they don’t know. The two former were guilty of exposing the fact that change was inevitable, by having a family and moving on. Kyou, even worse, as she had once left for at least years without addressing Silvian a farewell. Addie, for the same reason as Nyn and Maddie, and Chen has technically killed his father by setting the entire poor district on fire, indirectly murdering his dad by causing him to burn to death.

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☛ GET INSIDE YOUR CHARACTER'S HEAD! aka The Excessively Detailed Headcanon Meme

Ask a question, any question! Because I have nothing better to do than to answer your questions. ... No, really. I don't. D:

1: What does their bedroom look like?

2: Do they have any daily rituals?

3: Do they exercise, and if so, what do they do? How often?

4: What would they do if they needed to make dinner but the kitchen was busy?

5: Cleanliness habits (personal, workspace, etc.)

6: Eating habits and sample daily menu

7: Favorite way to waste time and feelings surrounding wasting time

8: Favorite indulgence and feelings surrounding indulging

9: Makeup?

10: Neuroses? Do they recognize them as such?

11: Intellectual pursuits?

12: Favorite book genre?

13: Sexual Orientation? And, regardless of own orientation, thoughts on sexual orientation in general?

14: Physical abnormalities? (Both visible and not, including injuries/disabilities, long-term illnesses, food-intolerances, etc.)

15: Biggest and smallest short term goal?

16: Biggest and smallest long term goal?

17: Preferred mode of dress and rituals surrounding dress

18: Favorite beverage?

19: What do they think about before falling asleep at night?

20: Childhood illnesses? Any interesting stories behind them?

21: Turn-ons? Turn-offs?

22: Given a blank piece of paper, a pencil, and nothing to do, what would happen?

23: How organized are they? How does this organization/disorganization manifest in their everyday life?

24: Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all?

25: How do they see themselves 5 years from today?

26: Do they have any plans for the future? Any contingency plans if things don’t workout?

27: What is their biggest regret?

28: Who do they see as their best friend? Their worst enemy?

29: Reaction to sudden extrapersonal disaster (eg The house is on fire! What do they do?)

30: Reaction to sudden intrapersonal disaster (eg close family member suddenly dies)

31: Most prized possession?

32: Thoughts on material possessions in general?

33: Concept of home and family?

34: Thoughts on privacy? (Are they a private person, or are they prone to ‘TMI’?)

35: What activities do they enjoy, but consider to be a waste of time?

36: What makes them feel guilty?

37: Are they more analytical or more emotional in their decision-making?

38: What recharges them when they’re feeling drained?

39: Would you say that they have a superiority-complex? Inferiority-complex? Neither?

40: How misanthropic are they?

41: Hobbies?

42: How far did they get in formal education? What are their views on formal education vs self-education?

43: Religion?

44: Superstitions or views on the occult?

45: Do they express their thoughts through words or deeds?

46: If they were to fall in love, who (or what) is their ideal?

47: How do they express love?

48: If this person were to get into a fist fight, what is their fighting style like?

49: Is this person afraid of dying? Why or why not?

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⋆ Detailed Headcanon Prompter! ⋆

⋆ : Minor personality flaw or quirk

✢ : Physical advantage

✣ : Physical disability/disadvantage

✦ : Fatal flaw

✧ : Mental or emotional strength

❋ : Belief they have

✩ : Belief they've questioned/struggled with

✪ : Critique they have about others

✫ : Pet peeve

✬ : Something minor they enjoy

✭ : An obscure interest

✮ : A moral standard

✯ : Way they could see themselves dying

✰ : Weird thing they want to try or have tried

★ : A socially unacceptable thought they've had

✱ : Someone or something who or that has played a part in a fantasy or daydream

✲ : Something or someone they down right hate

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Make my Muse sad!

Who’s someone you miss?

Something you regret saying?

Something you regret doing?

Worst thing you’ve said to someone you love?

Worst goodbye?

What’s a moment that still stings?

Physical scar with the worst memory?

Emotional scar with the worst memory?

Are you okay?

What was the last serious thing you’ve cried about?

How often do you cry?

Would you try to get back in touch with someone you used to know?

Have your parents ever hurt you with their words?

Worst thing a friend has done to you?

Worst thing a lover has done to you?

Who hurt you?

Do you abuse yourself in any way known?

What are your darker thoughts like?

First heartbreak?

How do you eat?

How do you sleep?

Something you heard from a loved one that hurt you?

Has someone you loved ever put their hands on you?

How often are you told you’re loved?

How did you handle your first ‘i hate you’?

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smcllyalcter:

“Sure, but if I can get a hold of my boss, I will.” Gary tried to hold back his amusement but failed. This guy may be the type of person to ask too much, judging from this kid. “Like I said, I have all the time so ask away.” He responded. He didn’t take it as ‘intimidating’ but he knew Silvian is curious about his Pokemon. The Researcher was used to cursing so Gary doesn’t mind. Trying to answer each question slowly, he stated.

“Pokemon isn’t an anime. I don’t know where you got this idea but it is short term for Pocket Monsters and we carried them in Pokeballs. Battling or raising them as pets are an advantage. As for dark-type, those assumptions you made are correct but he’s more based on the dark element. The matchup- type has also a weakness.” The boy nodded again.

“Name’s Gary Oak, fancy meeting someone with a curious mind. I think you are right with that assumption. “ Gary said with a slight smile. “Don’t let Umbreon get you, he’s too protective of me.”

" So, anime isn't the word you use for uh. Weird bug-eyed things? " He passed by a record shop a few minutes ago to get a hold of the sight of a bunch of anime girls, of which Silvian only saw as stupid looking bug-eyed things. He then proceeed in usin that word for anythin that applies to his own definition. " -- Explain what a pokeball is? And why would you eh. Battle with them, I'd think just raising them as pets would be a better idea then.. Possibly getting them killed? Are these like dog-fight sorts of things? " You know, where only one dog gets to leave alive. -- And.. Eh, you'd think someone would be more creative with those names, but oh well. " No, Silvian, not everyone could use a fancy fuckin' word for something. " " Also, just so you know. If it bites me I will go into self-defense. Just a warning. But aye, pleasure ot meet you, lad. Most normal-sounding name I've heard all week, even. So goo for you. " " Quick question, could you explain why we're all able to read the same thing even though most of us are most likely otherwise would be unable to even understan eachother, much less be able to learn an entirely new language within a single knock out? -- Oh, wiat, fuck is that too much because.. Ehm. Tryin to find a reason here. No luck so far. I also refuse to message the sheep they're fucking creepy. "

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crystxltime

“Of course you don’t.” He replied, crossing his arms. He was just about ready for this conversation to end, but had to hold in a sigh at the other’s inquiry. “It might be different here, but generally you work to get good grades in high school so you can actually go to a decent university.” Although he was curious if you had to pay to get in, or if you could get some kind of scholarship. Or maybe those… sheep took care of it all. Suddenly he felt like he didn’t know too much about the education system here.

" Both of which might be hard considering the fact that me, and -- possibly you, lookin at the probability, just got here -- to get a scholarship. After all, bit hard to eh, get into a scholarship if you just got here with nothing to show that may be valid here. Aaaand.. Eh. I just wanna take a tour around, the be compltely fair. I probably woulnd't be able to stan it anyways, seems like uh.. How are colleges like again? Never been to one. "

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uwakishabakuto:

He didn’t appreciate the hand over the mouth, but he supposed it was well deserved.  Yukio had gone off on a small tangent; that was mostly because he was having a hard time describing something that was so first nature to him.  He was going to ask what Common was, but he supposed it was a self explanatory thing: some language he couldn’t possibly comprehend.

“I dunno.  It’s some kind of…uh…magic, I guess.  I never really believed in magic but now I’m just going to have to accept it at this point.  There is zero other explanation for us to be able to understand one another.  That goes for reading and writing too.  It gives me a headache just thinking about it…”  A shrug.

This guy seemed up a little bonkers.  But not in a bad way…more in a weird cousin your family doesn’t talk about kind of way.  “A shovel?  As a multi-task weapon?  Hmm…I guess you’re not entirely wrong.  I would be careful if you’re going to carry a shovel with you places…you’ll look pretty suspicious.  I mean people are only carrying shovels if they’re going to dig something up.  People will start questioning what you’re hanging around for.  So maybe be a little worried, but, not too much.”

Common was basically English, so it wasn't too hard to comprehend, actually. But besides that, he was glad he didn't et some sort of stupid question about it even though he was in another universe entirely though, where he most likely didn't but -- it makes his life easier, basically. " Shhh. Alright, good. Glad you aren't one of the types to lick my hand when I do that. It's uh. Not that pleasant. " The taste of a tongue on your palm wasn't exactly pleasant for Silvian. Even though he's insensitive to things like it now, it's now but an irritation. " Aaand aye, seems we agree on that. It's pratically impossible to say, unless someone insane enough were to say that they had us all knocked out and brainwashed into learning this.. Weird ass language, of course. Though, maybe we wouldn't had been able to speak to eachother otherwise? Maybe it was just to destroy the language barrier, aye? In which case; creepy but morally alright. What a nice mage. " Yeah he was going to look into the language thing. How else was he supposed to call people a lemon-stealing whore in Elvish when Elvish was now understandable by everyone? " Aye, aye. Sharpen it and you can beat the everloving fuck out of anyone about. Long pole gives you distance an you can bury a body if you go too far. Among other things, y'know? -- Oh, don't worry. Hah, just say you're some sort of gardener. That's usually what I do, I get passed off as a Garderner. I mean, I do garden sometimes so I'm.. I'm pretty good to go. "

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deadbulletqueen:

“I mean, maybe, depending on what you’re up to,” she answered with a frown. Who the hell even scaled a building? She was pretty sure the guy wouldn’t be running away any time soon, at least. If he could still move after scaling the school building, then he was inhuman or something. Takane let out another sigh, glad she was calming down a bit now. Still, this situation was so weird. 

She massaged her temples, unsure if she should laugh or just shake her head. “I, uh, I’m pretty sure there’s a sign outside that mentions this is a school,” she continued, slowly moving to pick up her chair. “I guess it’s an accomplishment, but where I’m from they’re all about this big.” Was it really that impressive? 

“Though that begs the question, why would you be scaling the walls of an apartment building in the first place?”

" I mean no harm, so no worry there. Maybe just nvaigate around once I can.. Feel my legs, by that chance. Or -- " Before laying flat onto the floor, before attempting to tug himself across like some sort of dog-- He was trying to roll himself across like a barrel. Only the lacks to energy to do anything after falling down. Literally nothing. Which proves the theory that Silvian is currently weak as fuck and cannot do anything at the moment. The twin-tailed woman was safe from the shenanigians Silvian would be doing. " I am scared to read anything here. I'm supposed be able to read common. Not twelve different versions of the letter A with different symbols on top. It's not natural, lass, so I'll be finding things out by myself. Besides that, there's only been like a few schools. They're usually about -- one or two flights large, the real big ones were only for qualified lads. Which -- were usually fighting schools. Generally common people didn't get into them, so it's pretty interesting! " " As for that. Because I can. "

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coldnoble:

Did the other man even notice him? They just seemed to snatch it and drink without thinking of the consequences. Well, at least it wasn’t poisonous. Or any of the strange things he had to drink during the Blight.

He’ll have to just take the thumbs up as a thank you. Better than nothing.

“There hasn’t been enough time to play with the ingredients used. So my apologies about the taste. It is simply a hangover potion. Apparently something happened at the Ball, so a lot of sheep have needed them.”

Daylen can experiment after cranking them all out. At least repetitive tasks suited a Warden. Their job was doing the same thing until death.

He steps back when Silvian leans in. Personal space; he likes it thank you very much. Their attire isn’t as strange as most residents here. Still, it would be foolish to assume anything. No one so far has even mentioned Thedas.

“I come from a country known as Ferelden. This city is certainly different in comparison. Since you asked, where do you come from?”

Once again, he's been disappointed. He probably shouln't keep expecting someone from his worl to opop out of hte blue. Even then, who would that even be? it could be some asshole -- someones whose not even from Regalia, at that, and -- oh. Well, he's not thinking straight again, so back to the conversation at hand, aye. " .. I'm not sure what I expected, yes, -- But aye, try fixing it tomorrow. But maybe it doesn't need to be sweet, maybe it could be like.. A sour taste. Do you like sour tastes? I do. And uh, salt as well but that's expensive as fuck, for one. " He purposely paid no mind to the fact that a shitton of sheep have been accidentally getting drunk because of him. nope, wasn't him at all, Warden. " .. Oh, right, I probably shouldn't lean so close towards you. Whooops -- and. Regalia, in Aloria. And same here -- everything's.. Way to complicated. Heard a lot of shit that I'm not used to. Most people dress like harlots and it's fucking weird. " Says the literal heretic. Though, he's never heard of Ferelden. Though, basing by outfits, he'd go to ask another question. " So I'm guessing your country had cottages as well or just not cellphones, if I may ask? Since.. Eh, pretty damn lost here and all. "

Bad Karma

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goldensmiles:

She was relieved when he turned around, and extended his hand for the wallet. She was more than happy to drop it into his hand, though perhaps in hindsight, she should have looked for ID first before handing it over. Well, it wasn’t like there’d been anyone else around. 

“Oh, it was back there a little ways,” Kaede answered, pointing over her shoulder toward the area she’d spotted it. “It happens sometimes though,” she continued, smiling and none the wiser to his scheme. Well, it had been a noble effort anyway. “Sometimes all it takes is a hole in your pocket or not putting in in securely enough!” Her dad certainly forgot his at home sometimes. She’d be about to walk out the door and he’d come dashing in for his wallet. Or the keys, sometimes.

Still, she smiled brightly at his question. “It is, isn’t it? I’m glad I picked today to get out of my room and do some shopping. I’m not too busy though. I’d like to get to know more people here.” Seeing as how she was on her own anyway.

" Are you from around here, then? Because.. Mn, if you're up for it, a tour of the city would be grand, seeing as how i just got here and whatnot. " And he's honestly -- scared to try and explore on his own, none othe wiser of what might be out there. So what if it might all just be sheep? It could be.. Rabid -- Rabid sheep! His paranoia had obviously gripped his usual routines with an iron fist, scared to all void. Though, it didn't mean that he woul back down. All he needed was a companion ( bait ) to guide him around the city! ( bait ) .. So he was just stuck asking the midget, then. This was the life. Though, he felt a little sorry that he was basically going to manipulate such a young naive child into doing his bidding. And by that it means that he was getting closer to resembling perseus in the long one -- which was fucking great now that he thought about it. So great a grin bloomed on his lips. With this great memory he took no time to abruptly wrap digits around the younger one's hand. And begin running. To where? Who fucking knew! Fuck me, where's he going? " Speaking of which, whereto first?! "