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Given how his associating people with things works, I feel he's certainly got seasons connected to people (don't have to have a birthday, or correlate and often doesn't) and it's near always some sort of you remind me of the sun through the fall leaves type of thing

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"Yes otherwise they are quite noticeably present." Tucking hands away into his jacket pockets. "It's fine perfectly normal reaction to an unknown circumstance."

"oh... you can make them invisible " he says sniffing at the other again as he moved around. "I'm sorry I growled at you... i was scared, didn't know what you were" he says sitting in front of the other

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"Maybe, though it really varies by person though too so hardly the most quantifiable thing regardless." One which he really had no personal stakes in; sure knew what forgetting could be but he sure didn't relate. Just limitless space, so many unimportant things alongside vital knowledge inside his own brain. "It's Nix and you are?"

" I don't think that's how forgetting works, silly. People forget important things all the time. Like their names or where they left their keys or... their head if it wasn't attached to their bodies. Sometimes they even forget themselves, " The words poured from her lips, spilling forth into a messy pile at both of their feet.

" Name? Give it. "

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sending you a hug in case you had a bad day

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Trash of the bandage, everything shoved in and trying to think of an excuse. Yet probably better to not argue it too much; taking the sketchbook and taking care to tuck it back in before zipping it up. "Genetic conditions make me a night owl unfortunately." Quite the understatement but was one of the better ways he explained it to others. "Alright, I won't- hardly have much a case to make. Though head wounds do bleed an stupid amount excessively due to location. So it does seem worst than it is."

"Bullshit, that plaster isn't going to do nothing. C'mere." All men were the same. They had the same stupid pride, the same prickly pear act that they loved to doll out when trying to hide their feelings, even when wounded they'd try to make an open sore into a mere pinprick.

Debbie wasted no time in striding over, the first thing she notices is the sketchbook laying forlornly on the ground. She handed it to him, but not without scrutiny.

"It's pretty late to be out here, especially for a student." For, that is the way she perceived him to be and anyway, he looked terrible. Those baggy eyes were doing him no favours. "Let me fix you up. That injury is going to need cleaning. Don't argue with me, young man. I won't have it."

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"All that is easy to wash, it's alright- can wash it along with your clothes in the morning." Laying on his back, legs fully stretched and arm tucked under his head. Probably most people would be a bit bothered but he really didn't care that much. "Everything is okey dokie."

"You rock times two." She hummed while he inserted the DVD. Rose felt some more of the fear ebbing now that she was lying down with one of her favorite movies about to play. His presence aided significantly with the feeling of safety she had in his room. "No, no snacks. Sorry about the blood. I definitely should've stripped, and probably showered, before getting in your bed."

All she'd been thinking about was how good it would feel to be in bed. She just hoped focusing on the movie would keep her awake.

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Tapping on their hands ever so gently. In forewarning instead of just outright grabbing them with his own. Plus asking with his facial expression as waited for the green light. Letting his hand just rest in the air idly for the moment.

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Thinking the question over, given it wasn't an clear cut answer that came to mind. Before responding after a few minutes, "Not everything I can do is unique to me; but an fair amount is and yes but I'm on the fence about if it fits."

“So you’re the only one - the only one who has your abilities, the only one that can do what you can do? Do you know who - or what you are? Is there a name for it?” Normally, Jennsen wouldn’t be so forward, she wouldn’t ask so many questions. But now she was genuinely starting to think that there was someone else like her. Not exactly like her - apparently the pristinely ungifted were only born once every generation or so - but someone else who was completely unique in who and what they were. Although, he at least could protect himself (assuming anyone else even knew his secret and he needed to), whereas she could not and the target on her back seemed to be growing with every passing day.

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Me thinking over all the varied "niche" emotions he's gone through at different intensities and how often he'll use the physical ones as measurement casually but he's not as often like "this is an about falling out of love with the feeling of comfort on the measurement scale" verbally

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"They aren't out or visible right now; I don't let people see them." Fingers carding through his hair and stretching on realizing he hadn't really done so in a while. So the muscles were an bit tense, rather not have them cramp up.

"you don't have any wings" Skallagrim says tilting his head to the side before circling around the angel to look for wings

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Please don’t leave. Everyone leaves. Everyone always leaves. God, just please don’t leave.

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Walking along, his focus was on readjusting the sheath and making sure his blade was secure. At least until an familiar face caught his attention. Curious slight tilt of his head as watched while his hands finished the task he'd been focused on.

She started to push herself up in order to stand and had to stop to cough more. Yeah, drowning wasn't something she ever wanted to try again. Rose eventually made it to her feet and swayed at first. It took half an hour in total before she began her short journey back to the commune.

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Quiet, patiently listening and slight amusement at the displaying of the three fingers. It was the type of behavior he knew how to exist around best after all. "Was just advising caution up to you from there how to handle it. And if you forgot it, it probably wasn't important."

Not opting to comment on the second point because he really didn't care about it.

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“ First point, I didn’t ask for your opinion. Second point, you have a stupid face. Third point, I …. I might have forgotten my third point, but it was important. “ Was she rude? Absolutely. Was she aware of how terrible she truly was? Also absolutely.

She counted off her reasons for her annoyance on her fingers before displaying the three digits for him. A smug look danced across her face before being replaced with a look of absolutely nothing.

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"be honest...do you actually like my work?" (gael)

send me "be honest..." with a question your muse has been dying to ask mine and they'll answer truthfully.

Few rapid blinks at the question mostly as it caught him off guard. "Yeah it's neat, obviously I know nothing about photography but find it cool and your stuff is memorable."

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"be honest...how do you feel about me exactly?" (rose)

send me "be honest..." with a question your muse has been dying to ask mine and they'll answer truthfully.

"That's quite the question... I don't really know? You're cool, hot and I like you but that hardly narrows it down.... I really suck with pinpointing that sort of thing."

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send me "be honest..." with a question your muse has been dying to ask mine and they'll answer truthfully.

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Locating the object and opting to fly out of the water. To ideally dry himself off better; though he was careful to not disturb the water or splash any on the ascent out. Putting them away as he settled on a rock to study what had caught his attention.

After a while she was able to sit up, her hands braced against the ground to keep herself from swaying or collapsing back down. Drowning wasn't fun; she made note of that. Dark violet eyes scanned the area and saw no one. Had her savior already gone or had it all been in her head? Releasing a steady exhale, she said to herself, "well, I guess that experience was useful. Deadly but useful."

Still, she probably wouldn't be making that same jump anytime soon. One time was enough to add the sensation of drowning to her memory bank, and that's all she needed to replicate it if she needed to defend herself. The sun did little to keep her warm while the breeze cooled her soaked clothes. She knew she should go home to change, but she remained on the bank, staring at the water. Her body wasn't ready to move or teleport yet.