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Zeph for clio

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I would kill for you. • I would make love to you. • I would fuck you. • I would protect you. • I would hurt you for a selfish cause like throwing you under the bus for a sister prank. • I wish we had more in common. • I want nothing to do with you. • I want to see you cry. • I want a future with you as my sister always. • I want to destroy your future. • I do not care what you do, because you'll always be my sister no matter what. • I am indifferent towards you. • I want children with you. • I love you ( platonically ) • I love you ( romantically ) • I love you like family. • You are my family. • I could fall in love with you. • I would lie for you. • I would fight by your side. • I will never let you go. • I would hold you while you cried. • I would hug you. • I want to kiss you. • I would stay by your bedside if you were ill and give you bones. • I want to fall asleep with you in my arms cuddle puddle style. • I want to forget you. • I will never forget you. • I only want to make you proud. • I wish I could make you happy. • You deserve all the bones. • I will never forgive you. • You confuse me.

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Where there is an offer for chocolate, there is Clio. Suddenly. Don't worry about it. She says nothing, as per usual. Just staring expectantly.

“Valentines-less. Woe is me. At least the discounted chocolates are there for me.”

“Want some?”

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Over the course of the day, Clio successfully sold a cess to each and every one of Adam's trackers, her room now a veritable bank vault of chocolate. Since those trackers were in every single piece of clothing Adam owns, his only hope is to pray he successfully managed to find and dispose of every tracker in whatever outfit he chose to wear (some pieces had more than one where she could fit them discreetly) or go naked.

Either way, it wasn't looking good for him this year.

Regardless, Clio was going to enter a chocolate coma and potentially join in the hunt a bit later that day.

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“Clio, sweetie. Would you sell access to the GPS trackers you have to your big sister? I’ve come prepared.” She lays out one singular kit-Kat bar….. However it is a very, very big kit-Kat bar meant to be a joke gift that takes up a lot of room on the table she laid it upon. “Pretty please?”

Clio very carefully and seriously contemples the offer. It wasn't a matter of giving access or not, but it was about how much access. This was the true business venture each year. What trackers are left after Adam's usual buy-off is sold off by percentage to her sisters. The higher the percentage, the higher the likelihood you've got a piece of clothing with a tracker. But word has gotten around that he didn't give Clio ANY chocolate. So all trackers were in play this year.

So competition was tight.

She also hadn't gotten an offer this big before.

Finally coming to a conclusion, Clio nods and transfer access to a cool 33% of all trackers to her sister.

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(For Clio )

Muse thoughts

Wonder if that bitch is gonna join us in the fuck Hunt this year? Well... Hope that hoe bag has fun.

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🧠 Clio

Muse thoughts

Well fuck... That dick bag didn't give me any fucking chocolate this year. Good luck on the Bitch Hunt ass wipe.

((she may be silent on the outside, but full of profanity on the inside

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Clio wasn't particularly concerned about the risk of being stepped on. She was very adept about avoiding that fate. Most of her sisters were taller than she was and Michael was massive. Most failed to spot her even when she wasn't trying to be covert. So weaving through foot traffic came as easily to her as a stream flowing down a hill.

The small thing was silent for a moment, though to be fair she was always silent. Clio only spoke when absolutely necessary. Though it seems this wasn't a case where she could just point to something or nod or anything. It had been a while she she's had to introduce herself without anyone around to do it for her.

"Clio."

Her voice was barely a whisper.

Yahbel turns around and suddenly Clio, another exorcist from Heaven A, is just there. Staring at the angel curiously. She says nothing but finds all this merging heaven stuff interesting. (Sorry have another weird bird not-daughter) @hazbinmultioc

{🔥} - "..." Oh, thank the Holy Lord she realized the presence behind her was just a small angel once she turned around, Yahbel had started reaching upward, but thankfully her fingers never grasped anything. Goodness, that would have been awful.

"Sweetie, you shouldn't sneak up behind people like that, what if I didn't notice you & stepped on you?" And honest concern, given the drastic height difference between Yahbel as a Seraph & those of lower choirs. And to make that difference a little less dramatic, the woman slowly kneels herself down, eyeing the newest arrival, being quickly able to coin her as an exorcist. Had she been here with her sisters the whole time, or did she only just arrive to the new Heaven?

"And who are you? What's your name?"

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valentine's day application

Name: Age: Do you like to cuddle?: Can we make-out?: A night in or dinner out?: Ice cream or chocolate covered strawberries?: What makes you a good Valentine?: Would you cook for me?: Would you let me cook for you?:

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Clio may have shoved the whole chocolate bar in her mouth at once, but she didn't swallow it, wanting to savor it. So the result was that she was just holding quickly melting chocolate in her mouth, cheeks bulging from the volume. Sloshing around as she nodded acknowledgements with Zephyr, content to listen.

It had been ages since she properly hunted. Not really much of anything since she was a true owl. The Exterminations were the closest she got since Heaven kind of frowned upon the practice. Though she wouldn't really want to hunt any of the inhabitants as they didn't appeal to her. But apparently hunting rodents was too gross so their meals were provided for her. They tasted fine enough, but the satisfaction of your own kill was a different thing.

Zephyr did talk a lot out of the both of them, which was just fine she liked the sound of her own voice even back then, in the garden, raspy calls and hisses filled her nest .

She looked curious when the other pulled something out of her pocket and perked up when we saw it was pellets ! Bone pellets ! Snacks !

“Clio! Thanks! Oh that reminds me I snuck this out of St Peter’s office~” she chuckled and pulled out a full size chocolate candy bar .

“For you!”

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Clio shrugged. As far as she was concerned, Nikita should have shared. Still, she was only in danger of being murdered if Nikita knew it was her. After all, it wasn't like Nikita would expect she'd actually reach the chocolate where it had been hidden. Her short stature a totally ironclad alibi. And now having a co-conspirator helped.

She broke off another piece and ate it. She wasn't too concerned about the training Lute warned her about either. While she did prefer archery, she was skilled in knife work in close quarters. Clio could hold her own. Besides, properly making use of a bow took more strength and endurance than it looked. Clio flexed her arms, showing her defined back muscles, toned from pulling holding tight bowstring.

Lute watches her smaller sister dig through the fridge like an escaped monkey from the zoo, not saying anything to stop her of course, it was entertaining. When whatever she was looking for was found she hopped up on the counter to enjoy it, offering some to Lute who looked at it for a moment before her eyes go wide.

"Is... That... Nikita's? Clio, she's going to murder you and then murder me for watching you do it." She takes a piece anyway; if she was already dead might as well enjoy some. "You really need to cool it on the sweets you know. Adam wants the archers to participate in the same stamina training the melee girls do now. It's gunna get difficult if you don't have the proper energy."

She says as she pops a piece of stolen chocolate in her mouth.

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Clio smiled seeing Zephyr appreciating the gift. It hadn't taken much of anything on her part since she made them regardless. She made a mental note to collect some, perhaps on a weekly basis. They'd need to be disposed of anyway, so why not with someone who would actually enjoy it?

The return chocolate bar was very much a pleasant surprise. Her eyes widened as she accepted it, nodding enthusiastically as a thanks. She wasted no time in opening the thing and shoving practically the whole thing in her mouth in one go.

Will she get sick from this? Assuredly. Did she care? Not a bit.

Zephyr did talk a lot out of the both of them, which was just fine she liked the sound of her own voice even back then, in the garden, raspy calls and hisses filled her nest .

She looked curious when the other pulled something out of her pocket and perked up when we saw it was pellets ! Bone pellets ! Snacks !

“Clio! Thanks! Oh that reminds me I snuck this out of St Peter’s office~” she chuckled and pulled out a full size chocolate candy bar .

“For you!”

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Clio nodded a thanks as she opened the fridge and perused the selection. She was looking for something specific.

The chocolate stash of one of their other sisters who very especially didn't share any with HER earlier that day. Of course since she was one of the taller members of their group, she thought it was safe hiding it on the top in the back.

Nah.

She didn't care that Lute watched her precariously climbed into the fridge on some of the lowers shelves (though not on other food, she wasn't an animal!). She has an ease about her that made it very clear that she was quite experienced in the maneuver. Claiming her prize, she sat on the kitchen counter and took a small share before offering some to Lute silently.

The next time Lute turns around, Clio, one of the shorter exorcists, was suddenly just there. Not saying anything. @hazbinmultioc

"JESUS FUCKING SHIT!" The lieutenant screamed, face to... top of head, with her quietest sister. "Clio I swear to everything that is holy I'm getting you a bell."

She straightens out her uniform and looks down at the girl.

"What do you want? Other than to scare my soul straight out of my body?"

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Clio didn't interact with a lot of the diurnal exorcists, but she got along with Zephyr pretty well. They could both be creepily off-putting to others at first glance, but there was more to them underneath. One thing she liked about Zephyr as well was the fact that she did enough talking for the both of them.

Though the mention of bones, a common topic of course, reminded her of something. Reaching into her pocket, Clio pulled out a zipped plastic bag with a handful of owl pellets. While she herself couldn't digest it breakdown bones, Zephyr could! Sure they weren't the larger bones she knew the bone vulture preferred, bones were bones.

The next time Zephyr turns around, Clio, one of the shorter exorcists, was suddenly just there. Not saying anything. @hazbinmultioc

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“W-What the fuck?!” She squawked , her hair standing on end and her wings fluffed up and flared out an in attempt to make herself look bigger.

Damn owls always so quiet even now!

“Clio!! Don’t do that !! Jeeez-us.. you almost scared my feathers off!”

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One of the things she liked about conversations with her father was that he made it easy. She was never really known to verbally communicate and while he would sometimes encourage her to, it wasn't weird or anything that she didn't.

Clio simply handed him a completed weapon acquisitions form for a new bow. While she didn't get to use it much in the field, she did like archery. Her old bow had finally worn out. It was a good time to upgrade.

The next time Michael turns around, Clio, one of the shorter exorcists, was suddenly just there. Not saying anything. @hazbinmultioc

He blinks, raising a golden brow at the exorcist, as though he expects some manner of business from her. When none is forthcoming, a small smile forms on his face, and he holds out a hand.

“Clio, mikrí mou kynigós, what can I do for you?”

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Clio didn't respond. She very rarely verbally responded. She'd even heard rumors that in her transition from an owl in Eden to exorcist that her language skill didn't quite make it. It did, she just never much saw the need to communicate verbally.

So instead of words, she simply handed Zephyr her uniform that had accidentally gotten into her own laundry.

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“W-What the fuck?!” She squawked , her hair standing on end and her wings fluffed up and flared out an in attempt to make herself look bigger.

Damn owls always so quiet even now!

“Clio!! Don’t do that !! Jeeez-us.. you almost scared my feathers off!”