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“Never better.”
There was an obvious strain in his voice. Shit. 
“I hit a rough patch while trying to make it up here.” The sentence came out as one long breath. Trying not to fall down and curl into a ball to cry the pain away did not seem like an option at this point, so toughing it was the next best thing. “I’ll be better soon, just need to kinda rest it here and there. Not a big issue.”
[mischievouslittleelf:]
“That was certainly quick,” Gladiin mumbled under his breath. It was mostly a thought for himself rather than something to pertain to the conversation. 
“If you’re as ready as you’re ever going to be, as am I, then we might as well.” 
With that, Gladiin took the first step forward. Silently he was glad that he had his back facing Fienelef due to every step making him wince. Anyone could see that he was tense, but he wanted to play it off that he was just worried if he would not go to jail once they reached Falkreath. 
That is if there was a bounty on his head in the first place. 
They walked for a bit and, in watching him, Fienelef felt something different. It wasnt’t just in the time that had passed, no, things like that could be mended with jokes and laughter, with light hands and questions as to how people had been.
The difference was in him.
She picked up her pace a little until she was walking beside him, her hands in her pockets as she looked up at him with her large eyes.
“Gladiin.” There was something soft in the way she said his name, the concern more than clear in her voice. “Are you alright?”
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“That was certainly quick,” Gladiin mumbled under his breath. It was mostly a thought for himself rather than something to pertain to the conversation. 
“If you’re as ready as you’re ever going to be, as am I, then we might as well.” 
With that, Gladiin took the first step forward. Silently he was glad that he had his back facing Fienelef due to every step making him wince. Anyone could see that he was tense, but he wanted to play it off that he was just worried if he would not go to jail once they reached Falkreath. 
That is if there was a bounty on his head in the first place. 
[mischievouslittleelf:]
“Well, if you would not mind taking a carriage for a portion of the trip that would make traveling a lot easier.” Easier on him, at least. “Walking all the way here with the thought of walking all the way back has been looming over my head for a while. Of course, once we get into warmer country walking should be no issue.” 
With the journey ahead he had to keep in mind that he was running low on the prescribed pain relievers that a healer had given him. A special concoction just for him, she said. Though it was highly suspicious that the substance could possibly just be moon sugar with other ingredients to mask the taste. 
“I can just stay here, if you would like. Or help you pack to make the process even faster.”
Fienelef paused. There was uncertainty in her gaze, a flash of something akin to hope as she genuinely considered letting him help her. Then, no. She shook her head.
“I am very capable of packing on my own, thank you. I will be no time at all.” With that, she turned and left, her steps as quiet as ever.
True to her word, she moved quickly. Traveling as much as she did, she knew how to pack, and she knew how to do it well. It was mechanical the way she stuffed her backpack with various items she deemed necessary, such as her tea tin and a book she had been meaning to finish.
Once she was sure everything was in order, she returned, her backpack weighing on her shoulders along side her worries.
“Right, then, shall we be off?”
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“Well, if you would not mind taking a carriage for a portion of the trip that would make traveling a lot easier.” Easier on him, at least. “Walking all the way here with the thought of walking all the way back has been looming over my head for a while. Of course, once we get into warmer country walking should be no issue.” 
With the journey ahead he had to keep in mind that he was running low on the prescribed pain relievers that a healer had given him. A special concoction just for him, she said. Though it was highly suspicious that the substance could possibly just be moon sugar with other ingredients to mask the taste. 
“I can just stay here, if you would like. Or help you pack to make the process even faster.”
[mischievouslittleelf:]
Eyebrows shot up at the words of ‘I’m happy to see you’. Of course, Gladiin was not expecting the happiest of reunions between him and Fienelef. Even with that in mind it was nice to know that she was glad to see him. The Gods knew that Gladiin was very glad to see her again. 
Travel was going to be hard, especially since he has found himself to be shortening in breath here recently. This was mostly because due to the pain in his chest making it hard to take a simple breath let alone a deep one. This lead to many long nights and dark circles forming under his eyes. 
“Well, gather what you need to, Fienelef, and then we can be off and starting a new adventure.” Getting up from his seat was making him feel as if he was eighty, not in his prime. Slowly but surely he rose, place his hands on his hips in a power stance, and was ready to roll whenever she was. 
“You know, if you would like, we could always take a carriage part of the way.” It would make it faster, sure, but it would also make it easier on them, make it easier to just talk for a bit. Fienelef missed talking to him, something she hadn’t realized until he was there, until they were talking like maybe he hadn’t left.
She swallowed, steeling herself from the thought.
Things were different. Things would always be different now. They both had to know that.
“Ah, but do feel free to ponder that option, it should not take me long to gather my things.” Clothes, a few books, salt and ash just to be safe, and she’d be perfectly ready to hit the road.
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“That’s the spirit!” 
Gladiin gently pushed on Jociel’s shoulder forward, telling him to get moving. “Now come on, my friend. Too many girls and the night does not stay young forever!”
Jociel looked at Galdiin. “Why are you so dressed up?” He questioned. “Going to a party?”
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“Oh, don’t be like that!” Gladiin nudged the other’s shoulder with his fist playfully. “You’re welcome to come along as well, if you wish. You seem like the type of man that needs to let loose every once in a while.”
Jociel looked at Galdiin. “Why are you so dressed up?” He questioned. “Going to a party?”
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“Well, i plan on to at least.” 
Skyrim party-wear was very curious in Gladiin’s eyes. The robes, although very warm for the cold weather that usual hits the norther country, was never really his taste. Though, he found a marvelous tailor in Solitude once who whipped up the perfect thing for him. With his shirt tied, his slacks neat, and his boots looking polished he looked like a fine gentlemen 
“Maybe might end up at an inn, who knows. The end game is to end up in a bed that is not my own.”
Jociel looked at Galdiin. “Why are you so dressed up?” He questioned. “Going to a party?”
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Profound Sentence Meme
"People care about you, too, you know."
"What, and it's alright for you to save us, but never the other way around? Why not?"
"Don't you know how much you're loved?"
"You're trying to get yourself killed! Ever since it happened, you've been trying!"
"It's like you have a death wish."
"You're addicted to the adrenaline and sooner or later it will get someone killed. You, probably."
"What happened to you? Why are you like this?"
"This ISN'T okay."
"You can't keep treating yourself like this."
"I hear you crying sometimes, when you think nobody is listening."
"Do you know how sad you look sometimes?"
"What are you hiding from me? Just TELL me!"
"Something is eating you up from the inside. Something happened, or you've done something, or someone left. You need to share. Otherwise you're never going to feel okay again."
"Why are you like this?"
"Since when was doing THIS okay?"
"It's okay to talk to people."
"I'm not fragile, I'm not going to break if you talk to me about it. I'll listen and I'll care. That's it. I promise."
"You can't run away from this."
"I'm not going to leave you the moment you do something I disagree with."
"You're not secretly an irredeemably awful person!"
"What's going on with you?"
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Send me a “❕” and a number (or ‘random’ for a random number)
And I’ll make a starter where my muse sees yours wearing:
A tuxedo/ballgown
A bathing suit
Workout gear
A hospital gown
A prison jumpsuit
A toga
Snow gear
A lab coat
A party hat
A police badge
An enormous diamond
Pajamas and bunny slippers
A superhero cape
A hazmat suit
Army camouflage
A Halloween mask
A plaster cast
Lingerie
My muse’s clothes
Nothing
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Send me "Don't Move!" for my chracters reaction.
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Terrible Pick-Up Lines Meme
"Do you know what would look good on you? Me."
"Excuse me, I am about to go home to masturbate and needed a name to go with the face."
"Fuck me if I am wrong, but you want to screw me, don't you?"
"Hey, want to play house? I could be the door, and you could slam me all night long."
"How do you like your eggs: poached, scrambled, or fertilized?"
"I do floors, doors, windows, and you."
"I wish you were a screen door, so I can slam you all day long."
"If I flip a coin, what are the chances of me getting head?"
"Is that crotch sweat, or are you just happy to see me?"
"If I was a skateboard and you were a ramp, I would grind you all night."
"If I was your coworker, I'd sexually harass you."
"If your left leg was Thanksgiving and your right leg Christmas, can I visit you between the Holidays?"
"I’m tired. You’re tired. Let’s sleep together!"
"Let's bypass all the bullshit and just get naked."
"Let's have a party and invite your pants to come on down."
"Life is like a dick. When it gets hard, 'Fuck it'."
"My face is leaving in fifteen minutes. Be on it."
"Remember my name. you'll be screaming it later."
"Roses are red, violets are blue. I like spaghetti, let's go screw."
"That dress looks very becoming on you. Of course, if I were on you, I'd be coming, too."
"Wanna play some football? We can both be skins."
"What are you doing tonight? Besides me?"
"Would you like to try an Australian kiss? It is just like a French kiss, but down under."
"You are what you eat, and tonight I want to be you."
"You must be a cold shower, because I'd love to be inside of you."
"You must not have air conditioning because I'm your fan and you're turning me on."
"You remind me of my pink toe; you're small, you're cute, and I'm probably going to bang you on my coffee table later tonight."
"You wanna go skinny dipping in my water bed?"
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Vikings - Short Sentence Starters
[brielleroux:]
“Why did you not tell us earlier? Did you not trust us?”
“There will come a time when you will be responsible for our people.”
“I have something I only trust you to do for me.”
“Now that I see them up close, they seem so much less frightening than I supposed.”
“Harsh are the gods!”
“I always believed that death is a fate far better than life, for you will be reunited with lost loved ones.”
“I see you are making yourself comfortable here as well.”
“Forgive me, but it seems to me that our destinies are already locked together.”
“This adventure was doomed from the start.”
“Well, there is never much use in arguing with you.”
“The gods are mistaken.”
“We’re all fated to die on a certain day, yes?”
“But do not think I offer nothing in return; I tell stories.”
“Power is always dangerous. It attracts the worst and corrupts the best.”
“What if I ordered you to stay here?”
“Tell me, why should I ever trust you again?”
“Who needs a reason for betrayal?”
“You two are very different, yet both strong.”
“Our whole lives are just stories.”
“I have a duty; I am a responsible person.”
“You betrayed my trust, but most importantly my love for you.”
“We’re all free to do as we please.”
“Wherever you go, I will follow.”
“Why do the gods give with one hand and take with the other?”
“You cannot warm up a dead man.”
“I always knew in my heart that I would see you again.”
“I want to know what is essential to life. What is really important.”
“We women bear heavy burdens.”
“I have no answers, only truths.”
“I will make something truly astonishing.”
“You don’t think of anybody but yourself.”
“I feel trapped in all this happiness.”
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Not Another Munday Meme
☠ What song would be played at your muse’s funeral?
☮ What puts your mind at peace? What hobbies do you use to keep your mind off of stress?
☯ What's your dream tattoo?
♠ Is it easier to play a morally questionable muse or a morally good muse?
♥ Do you have a crush on anyone?
♡ If you could meet one person, living or dead, who would it be?
♢ Do you like to write fluff?
★ Who is the one muse that your muse loves above all others?
⚜ What other muses do you play?
☄ What's one thing roleplay wise that has been annoying you here lately?
☾ What's your most wished for AU?
☽ What muse do you want to rp with?
☼ What do you do when you're not rping?
☀ Describe the best day of your life.
☁ Is it rainy or about to rain where you are?
☂ What does your muse's umbrella look like?
✌ Describe the strangest thing in the room you're in right now.
✖ Thoughts on reblog karma?
回 What historical AU do you want to do most with your muse?
✧ Are you currently in school/college?
✦ What's your ringtone?
❤ What's been your favorite thread so far on this muse account?
❥ Who is your favorite muse to play?
™ Do you prefer writing OCs or canon muses?
ツ Who was your favorite teacher?
♬ What song is stuck in your head right now?
☆ Favorite icon of your muse?
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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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Send ‘☺’ and my muse will have to compliment your muse, even if they don’t want to
Alternate: Send ‘☻’ for my muse to insult your muse instead
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“Woah, there!” 
Gladiin opened the door just as the book was being thrown, dodging out of the way even though there was little chance of it actually hitting him. “You seem a little frustrated but there is no reason to take it out on the poor book.”
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“I don’t understand… I did everything the book said to do…” The girl was getting frustrated, ready to cry and throw the spell book across the room. Lucia had been at it for hours, but nothing worked. Why wouldn’t it work for her? “You worked for others why won’t you work for me?”
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Eyebrows shot up at the words of ‘I’m happy to see you’. Of course, Gladiin was not expecting the happiest of reunions between him and Fienelef. Even with that in mind it was nice to know that she was glad to see him. The Gods knew that Gladiin was very glad to see her again. 
Travel was going to be hard, especially since he has found himself to be shortening in breath here recently. This was mostly because due to the pain in his chest making it hard to take a simple breath let alone a deep one. This lead to many long nights and dark circles forming under his eyes. 
“Well, gather what you need to, Fienelef, and then we can be off and starting a new adventure.” Getting up from his seat was making him feel as if he was eighty, not in his prime. Slowly but surely he rose, place his hands on his hips in a power stance, and was ready to roll whenever she was. 
[mischievouslittleelf:]
After thinking it over in his head, nodding this way and that as he contemplated the different outcomes which were few he shrugged his shoulders. 
“I suppose that can be arranged. It’ll take a while to actually get down to Falkreath from here, though, so spending time on the road can also be an option.” 
There was even the question as to if he’ll make it that far. The pain was spreading but due to a nice remedy taught to him by a healer it was bearable. Whether or not it’ll stay that way was up in the air now. Of course, he hid that with a smirk and smiles. 
“I am sure we, of all people, will not have a hard time spending time on the road. We seemed to have been quite good at it in the past.” It was a joke, something made with a lightness in her voice as she attempted to try and clear the air.
Something seemed so off with how they spoke to one another and, bitter as she was, she still didn’t like it. It was sad to think that something as simple as time could have made such a difference.
She paused, rolling her lips for a moment.
“Gladiin I…am happy to see you, you know.”
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