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「Okay, okay~」 Mukuro laughs softly as she walks over to the designated, she was happy to hear that she looked good and that he loved the look on her。 Mukuro would give a short nod when he told her that she could have some snacks while he did her hair。

By now, she was becoming a bit more used to how touchy Ramuda was, and she was actually starting to appreciate it a bit too。

「May I ask what got you into designing clothing?」 Mukuro asks as she picks something out from the many snacks, something that looked like a cream filled croissant。

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Lumine has brought Neuvillette a present! It's a bottle of water, but not just any water. She got it from a mountain spring in Liyue, wanting to just make the hydro dragon and his water tasting habits happy.

He gazed at the bottle for a moment. He honestly hadn’t expected this from Lumine, considering her reaction to his speech about the different qualities of water from different places.

Still, she gets a smile from him.

“Thank you, Traveler. I’ll be sure to enjoy it.”

♥ Akihiro listened and put in an order for two strawberry crepes, one for him and one for Akira. He ordered himself a chai latte. "You'll need a drink at least. I think I have some orange juice in my fridge if you want that." He didn't care if Akira had some of that anyway.

He got pulled back to sit on the bed, apparently for cuddles. The blonde didn't mind, as he pushed himself properly onto the bed, sitting up instead of laying down. Sometimes he'd have one night stands but they never stayed to cuddle or have breakfast. Oh well it wasn't like he minded the company. It was kind of nice, although the night before was a blurr.

"I'll get the door when it gets here- since I'm partially dressed."

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✦ My muse bandages yours due to an injury. Gency ♥

Situational tropes || Accepting!

"You know... I always thought reckless tendencies were more my thing." Genji remarked as he assisted in dressing her wound. Never mind his own scuffed armor and possible scratches and bruises from the last mission. This one injury Angela sustained, it looked... bad. No other way to say it. And the risk of leaving it exposed wouldn't be worth taking. So this would have to do until her nanotech would do the rest.

He swore his heart was in his throat when he saw her get hit, the blood she was losing, her pained face... Was it his fault? A part of him believed it was.

A soft sigh left him then. He didn't know when exactly he leaned forward, their foreheads lightly touching as his gaze was cast downwards, at the now patched up wound.

I fear I have been making the habit of saving you too. Which wasn't a good sign, was it? When you look at it a certain way. They both probably have given each other a scare out on the field just about equal times. Was it all worth it in the end? All the fighting, the risks...

One thing he's certain, he would continue fighting for a better world, and for her. As long as he still breathes.

"— On a scale of one to ten," he finally spoke once more, his voice having a noticeably lighter tone than before. "How would you rate your pain?" Okay, he'd admit. He had always wanted to say that.

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Jean kept an eye on Cinder at first, making sure the slime didn't cause any issues as Ramuda grew further and further away. And to her pleasure, Cinder acted just fine. Jean didn't want to possibly hurt the little slime if it acted up, but it seemed like she had nothing to worry about. As time drew on, Jean began to focus less on Cinder and more on her actual work. She worked on cleaning up her office a bit more, mostly just collecting documents and compiling them on her desk. Then, she got back to actual work.

She and Cinder worked like this, Jean going through her paperwork and taking papers from Cinder as he brought them to her, until Ramuda returned. Grey-blue hues glanced up as the pink haired boy walked into the office--good, he remembered his way back. Maybe he asked for a few directions, but Jean knew the knights were kind and would help him.

"Thank you so much, Ramuda!" Jean replied as she continued working. She knew she needed to give him praise for his efforts--she doubted he received any recognition when he helped his master in the past. This was a new life for him. He wasn't expected to work for her, but his efforts were appreciated. "If there is anything I can do to help you, please let me know."

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❌ for Wamuwamu and Nemuwemu

PROMPT: Ramuda and Nemu discuss happiness.

“Ramuda-tan~” Nemu said cheerfully; out of her uniform and comfortable in the other's presence to allow herself to relax. “What makes you the happiest?”

Quite a question to ask, she knew, but Nemu had her reasons behind it as she crossed her legs on the couch in the Fashion Designer's shop.

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Flora was... nervous. This was the first time Eran asked her to help him with his wings. Obviously, she was more than happy to do it, but... she didn't want to mess anything up. They were so small and delicate looking. Well, at least in Flora's eyes, even if they were actually stronger than they seemed since they had to lift his body. Reaching a hand out, she stops it right before touching them.

"C-Can... Can I... touch them? Please?" She asks nervously. She'd never done it before and wanted to be careful.

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‘‘Ah, a dessert date! It’s gonna be so fun for sure~ oh, once we are done eating here is there anywhere else you wanna go? If not I can take you back home and fly you back up.’‘

He wanted to make sure she got home properly, and since they left via her balcony Eran doubted she brought her keys with her.

「I have no other places I'd like to go,」 Mukuro said with a smile, it was rather late at night already so she really couldn't think of anywhere she'd like to go at this hour。

「So taking me home after this will be fine, thank you。」 Mukuro added and he'd be right about that assumption, she didn't really have the keys she'd need to get back into her home if she took the normal way in。

''Ruby, look~ I got you a perfect shirt to wear when you're out and about!''

Lumine is smiling oh so brightly, presenting her new friend with said shirt. The text on it was more intended as a joke, but the blonde knew that a shirt saying 'Federal Boobie Inspector' would be perfect for Ruby.

"Hehe cool, now I finally can tell people I'm part of the FBI." Of course she even put on some very dark shades too, after having put on the shirt first.

Now looking at Lumine's bust, Ruby spoke in more professional tone. "Thank you madame, your bust is currently being inspected by the FBI and may I say that it's rating is a 9.5 out of 10?"

The way that melody was played it sounded rather familiar, it brought him back to the day he’s almost succumbed to rage..to the karma but the sound of a flute kept his soul intact. There was something different about the music that day, it was rather similar to the one playing now, eventually his rush led him back into the harbor to witness a bard performing for a crowd…the crowd paid with..apples? Humans..but wait..the aura that radiated from the bard did not feel like any human’s he’s come into contact with. “Just…who are you..and why are you familiar?” He spoke softly from a high point.

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Mukuro gave a nod in agreement at that, in her opinion, a lot of what she could do at night rather than during the day。

「Alright, sounds good, I’m really looking forward to tomorrow。」 Mukuro spoke, giving another short nod。 She was excited to see what he’d have in plan for them, and that was really the only reason she was alright with their night ending here so soon。

「Ah, would you like to split taking over the left overs?」There was a good amount of the food that they had ordered still left over, since they essentially got one of everything。

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            “Dearest little pink one...     I shall tell you a tale, a tale of year ago before we met. . .”

              “When I was younger, there was a girl I knew. We were, say..... Early teen years, yes? I daresay we were in LOVE. Young, in love. . . Quite happy we were.

        But mine curse to lose, and lose, and lose mine loved ones...

Ah......”

      Dramatic sigh !

“Mine love.... Gone~”

♚ Sunlight poured through the clouds where were beginning to thin as the morning began. The birds sang and the maids and other staff of the castle began to work. The royal family took to breakfast and shortly after that, the eldest prince of Aletha left to take a stroll in the palace gardens. Overflowing with wildflowers and rare flora as well, waving hello to the gardener as he wnt along.

Dressed in his white prince suit, golden crown resting on his snow white hair, violet eyes gazing at every flower. Two knights following him, for protection- their world was one of uncertainty. Even if Prince Viessa tried to tell them it was fine, they need not worry, they had duties to attend. Protect him.

Uncertainty was an understatement for their world, as the prince stopped in his tracks. His gaze fell to the form of someone he'd never seen before, dressed in a way he'd also never seen before. And this person had a sword. "Oh my..."

The knights noticing as well, pulled their halberds, pointing them at the intruder. "No no, put your weapons down.. " The prince ordered and they reluctantly followed instruction. "Are you alright?" He looked so alarmed, the poor thing.

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POST - IT NOTE Genji for Mercy

POST-IT Note || Accepting!

The note is on her desk next to a mug of green tea, with the distinct sweet and zesty taste of orange, still nice and warm.

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"They would feel like you're human," the Yaksha replied sternly. He wasn't good at comforting people. Even when the other Yakshas were around, he was without a doubt the most disconnected from his emotions. He wasn't empathetic. But he could try to be, and Lumine was making him want to learn. He was learning, and this conversation was proof of that fact.

"I don't need you as my comfort. I have survived for thousands of years on my own, and centuries with my karmic debt. I am still alive, I am still functioning, and I can continue to be functioning on my own. I want you here as my comfort, but I do not rely on you. You ease my pain, and it is only fair for me to ease yours. There isn't balance in you taking care of me without letting me do the same for you."

The Yaksha glanced down at his gloved hand, curling his fingers inward slowly. "I have spent most of my life focusing on my duty only without caring about my own feelings and personal struggle... And it has nearly been my end on multiple occasions. You've taught me to start taking care of myself... I don't want you to make the same mistakes I have always made."

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His adopted father was doing business nearby, so he slipped from view to a local store. He always kept up with new arrivals of a specific stuff animal line that he liked. Normally, the shut in would just buy online but since he was so close why not ventured into a store for once?

The place was crowed and he felt cramped trying to get to the section he wanted. The toy section, perhaps he looked a bit too old to be wandering here without a younger sibling. But how in the world did they expect anyone to get those toys from very top, especially since they was the newest in the line. One would think they would make it might more accessible for shorter people.

Even tiptoeing wasn't enough, why couldn't he be at least his older brother's height.

That's when a tall man came in to ask if he needed help. Wow, he sure was tall for sure.

"Um...yes, sir I do--thank you. I was trying to get that." Pointing up towards the one that looks like a red panda.