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Abner Van Slyk.
Professional Hunter.
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Send me a Symbol
✉: For a regular text message from my muse.
♣: Here, have a not so regular (maybe even a dirty one) text message.
✍: For what my muse has written about yours in their diary.
✎: For an unsent letter from my muse (May be AU if you want, just let me know what kind of AU you want).
☎: For a drunk phone call.
☏: How about a voice message from my muse?
♥: The favorites of my muse- can be anything from music to sex positions, you're allowed to specify what you want.
∞: A random headcanon about my muse and yours.
☯: Here, have a hug from my muse.
☮: An argument I think my muse would have with yours.
♪: I've put all of my songs on shuffle- now I have to write a drabble involving our muses with the next song that comes on.
♬: Would you care to dance? My muse has to dance with yours.
♛: My muse is royalty for a day and you are their loyal subject- wait, what? What would my muse's reaction be to this idea?
♚: You are my master- hold on. What if my muse was the loyal subject, how would this go?
✖: Your muse is drowning in the bathtub when mine walks into the bathroom.
☠: Your muse has died, this is how mine reacts.
❂: My muse is clumsy and crashes into yours.
✈: Our muses are on a plane together, by accident or choice. This is what happens.
☢: It's too hot outside, how does my muse suggest our muses cool down?
ϟ: There's a storm going on and our muses are stuck together in a house- how will this go?
☂: It's pouring down and your muse forgot their umbrella, will my muse offer up theirs?
✧: Our muses went to eat out- where?
★: The stars are shining beautifully and my muse wants you to see them.
☾: It's in the middle of the night and my muse had a nightmare about yours- what does my muse do?
☼: The sun is shining bright and your muse got the bright idea of going out, does my muse agree with this?
☄: My muse is lost, luckily there is cellphone reception- does my muse dare to call yours for help?
♤: Our muses are playing a game, which kind and who is winning?
☻: Your muse got sunburnt, my muse didn't- how'd it happen and how'll mine help?
♒: Our muses are at the beach together, by accident or not, and yours was a bit too close to the waves- will my muse laugh or perhaps be helpful?
♦: Your muse asked mine to marry them, what's my muse's reaction?
◊: Your muse comes to mine, crying, how does my muse react?
✘: Scars aren't very pretty- my muse has to show you theirs.
✦: My muse was attacked but yours saved them- how'll my muse ever thank them?
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Send me 'I want the K' and I'll generate a number
1: Hot, Steamy kiss
2: Cheek Kiss
3: Nose Kiss
4: Forehead Kiss
5: Firm Kiss
6: Gentle Peck
7: Romantic Kiss
8: Eyelid Kiss
9: Jawline Kiss
10: Neck Kiss
11: Collarbone Kiss
12: Chest Kiss
13: Stomach Kiss
14: Kiss Along the Hips
15: Kiss in the Rain
16: Upside-Down Kiss
17: Goofy Kiss
18: Underwater Kiss
19: Forceful Kiss
20: Any of the Above
21: Then there’s tongue
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I have done nothing but hunt and yet I feel there are more monsters to be eliminated every time I turn around.
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I feel like I have been asleep for days...
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Will somebody please torture my muse with random uncomfortable questions for my own entertainment? Thanks.
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Munday Symbols
❤ - Any tumblr senpais
❣ - An unpopular opinion I have
⋆ - A ship I have with my character
❧ - A ship I have with your character
✗ - A ship I can’t stand
☒ - A fact about the mun
☑ - A fact about the character
✾ - Why I chose my character
◎ - Relationship status
❂ - Post a picture of myself
☄ - My opinion of you
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".... You mean- should he need- aid in this line of work?" Abner questioned softly, tilting his head. "I-- certainly could- do that..." He put a hand over the bandages-
"...Yes, that- sounds all right with me, Mister Cross."
"No. I mean… You could offer to back my mate up if he needs it. That’d mean a lot to me. But other than that, I don’t really need anything.” The bandaging and stitching complete, Hanna began to focus on cleaning up. Starting with getting Abner to bed.
"Can I put you in bed? Then I can clean up the mess I made."
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For the next hour my Muse can not tell a lie.
Abuse this
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[Medicine kicking in. Gute nacht]
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"Only-- you make exceptions... I do not." Abner looked up to the other then, watching the kid. He was just trying to help.
"...Thank you, Mister Cross. Really. If there is anything I can do in return for you-"
"No prob. I mean, we’re kinda on the same side, y’know." Hanna finished the stitches and began bandaging over the closed wound. "It’d be bad of me to leave a fellow hunter in the lurch."
The were didn’t see a debt. He just saw doing what anyone should do in that situation. But that was him.
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Any other time, he would have- had a fit. But Abner was wounded, and tired, and-- and-- he just didn't have it in him to get angry.
"...I will worry over it tomorrow," he replied simply. "...I- owe you- for your aid." He knew the redhead wouldn't have thought of that- the kid was just a genuinely good guy. Which was maybe why he didn't actually mind that he was in the kid's debt- well, he minded because it was a debt, but the kid was such a nice guy-
"...thank you."
Hanna nodded and put his hands against the wound, chanting in Latin as he numbed (and slightly healed) the gash. “Okay. It’s numb now. I’m gonna start giving you stitches.”
The were quickly threaded the needle and got to work, cleaning blood as he went. “Sorry if me being in your place is startling. But I couldn’t leave you out there and I wasn’t sure if you’d be okay with going to the ER cuz a supernatural probably did this.”
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Magic?
Was he that bad off?
The hunter tried to sit up, one hand coming up to remove his goggles and mask-- he watched the younger quietly, unable to actually- sit up... And nodded weakly. He hadn't- realized how bad it was.
"You-- may use magic-" he muttered, closing his eyes again. He was in more pain than he realized he'd been in--
"Hey, Mr. Vanslyk… You kinda sorta.. passed out. You’re at home now. But don’t move, okay. You’re really badly hurt. Oh! Thanks, Paradox!" The were took the gauze and set it beside him as he cleaned the wound.
"Um… Okay. I’m about to give you stitches and this is gonna hurt like hell unless you let me do a little magic. Can I use a little magic, sir?"
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The ferret chattered and ran off. Abner's eyes opened partway, and he struggled to focus-
"Mister--Cross?" He managed to question, though his voice was weak at best. He tried to get out another, but the words were lost behind his mask. He could feel the hot towel against his side-
Was Hanna taking--care of him?
That was when Paradox returned, nudging a little bag of gauze rolls before him.
Okay. That was worse than he’d seen at home. But not as bad as he’d seen at work. He could help.
Hanna took the soaked gauze and disposed of it in the garbage can he’d dragged over earlier and soaked a clean towel in hot water and pressed it tight to Abner’s side.
"Para. Do you know where the bandages are here? Can you get them?" The were intended to use just a little magic to help slow the blood flow and was going to sew up the wound. But he’d need the bandages as soon as he was done.
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A soft groan-- he was aware of his apartment, the smell of cleanliness--he could hear Hanna shuffling around, something frantic- what was wrong? He couldn't seem to place his finger on it.
And then he felt his jacket being pulled off and his brows furrowed against his goggles-
The wound in question was-- ghastly. Deep and jagged, like the hunter had taken a blade to the side- well, maybe not that deep-
But it was pretty deep all the same. Having been bandaged quickly- just to hold him over until he could get home and fix it--
The gauze that was there originally had since been soaked and fallen away.
Hanna didn’t set Abner down immediately. Instead, he grabbed a few towels and laid them out on the couch and THEN set Abner down on them. He’d picked up a few things from a germaphobe neighbor and friend of his.
Now, to deal with the injuries…
What had his mate done?
Oh! Dental floss, a sewing kit, soap, and warm water would be needed. The were rapidly grabbed the items he’d needed before moving to remove Abner’s jacket.
"Please let it superficial, please let it be superficial. Or, at least let it not need an ambulance…"
#(perfect!)#(abner will then owe hanna for this)#(and then they'll start being friends)#(that is my hope xD)#(the muse is stubborn)
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There was a groan from the hunter- he stiffened slightly in the other's arms, but there was nothing more. He reeked of blood--
The ferret chirped and climbed up onto Hanna's shoulder, chittering away. He was worried for Abner, as a loyal companion would be.
The place in question was small, a little apartment on the top floor, overlooking the city. The area around the door was meticulously cleaned and smelled such-- the inside even more so. The floors were hardwood and recently cleaned, plastic covered the furniture. Everything about the hunter's apartment screamed germophobe. He kept it neat, tidy, in order to an extreme that was-- hard to top.
Well shit.
Hanna couldn’t leave him on the ground like this. The were carefully picked the man up and began carrying him…
Wait. Where was he going to carry him to? The were maneuvered to get at Abner’s wallet and read off the address. Okay. That should do. Now Hanna was setting off for Abner’s house.
"C’mon Para, let’s get this guy home." He’d do first aid there.
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The hunter shook his head, taking the keys. He faltered though- his vision blurring a moment. "I am alright-"
But his ferret gave concerned chirping, almost frantic in speed--
And the mysophobe crumbled to the ground like a sack of potatoes.
It didn’t take long for Hanna to find the keys. He stood up and offered them to the hunter, grimacing at the blood.
"Pleeeaaasssee let me call you a cab to take you to the ER. You’re kinda really badly hurt."
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((I could not get the star to copy so instead I'm just gonna say star, star))
(omgk djsahfkahfhsdafkhsdkjfhasdf thankyou--)
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