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She's nursing a cup of tea as she stares blankly out the window. Her eyes focused on the glass, instead of what's beyond it, thinking. It's when she hears a dogs collar jingle next to her that she snaps out of her little trance. "So gloomy for late spring."
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âAnd just what are you capable of, my dear sister? Enlighten me.â
The way he spoke to her never failed to make her feel small. 'Good girl' was a phrase most people used on a pet, not a person, which knowing Mason that was probably the point.
She frowned at him. "I don't see any need to introduce us, our friends aren't any of each others business now, are they?" She regretted even mentioning the word friends in the first place, any friend of Mason wasn't someone she ever wanted to be acquainted with.
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It really was the picture perfect day to be at a cemetery, dark and cloudy with light showers. A gentle blanket of fog was starting to cover the ground. Margot walked through the soaked grass, water starting to seep into her boots. Eventually she came upon another figure. "Are you visiting someone?" She softly smiled.

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âAnd just what are you capable of, my dear sister? Enlighten me.â
Margot grimaces at his laugh. It makes her skins crawl, the way it almost sounds like a pig squealing. She opens her mouth to speak again but her retorts are gone, she's speechless. She didn't expect him to be serious. If you can call it that.
What purpose does he have for a friend? Do they plan on tormenting her together? Or do they just exchange stories. "Really?" She finally breathes.
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I will be moving Margot to my multimuse once it's up and running but I have a lot of muse for her right now so if anyone wants an iconless starter, give this a like.
Nonverbal RP Starters
Iâm finding it difficult to find memes for nonverbal characters ( be they mute, or just not fond of talking ) so I thought Iâd make a few!
Neutral
âď¸ Tap my muse on the shoulder
đ Point to something for my muse to see
đ¤ Bump into my muse
đ Sit down next to my muse
𤨠Sit down across from my muse
đ Push/Slide [an object] across a table to my muse
âď¸ Pass my muse a note
đ Roll their eyes at my muse
đŞ Tap on a table/door/wall/chair to get my museâs attention without speaking
Aggressive
đş Growl at my muse
đŹ Snarl/show teeth at my muse
đ Death Glare at my muse
đ Push/Shove my muse
đ Punch my muse
đ Kick my muse in the shin
đ Stomp on my museâs foot
đľ Knee my muse in the gut
đ Knee my muse in the groin
đŞ Point a weapon at my muse
đ Flip my muse the bird/a similar gesture
đ Roughly pull my muse down by the collar
đ˘ Bang on a door/wall/table to get my museâs attention- angrily
Angst
đŠââď¸ Put pressure on my museâs wound
đĄ Push my muse down to give them medical attention
𼣠Bring my muse soup/medicine when they are sick
𤢠Hold my museâs hair back/Rub my museâs back while they are sick/throwing up
đ Hold my muse when they are badly wounded/dying
đ Wake my muse up during a nightmare
đą Hold my muse after a nightmare
đ Hold my muse when they are crying
đ˘Touch my museâs shoulder while they are crying in secret
đ§ Wipe away my museâs tears
đĽ Try to calm my muse during an overwhelming emotional moment
â Find my muse after some kind of trauma
Soft
đ Tug on my museâs sleeve/shirt/skirt
đ Lean against my museâs side
đ¤ Hold my museâs hand
đ¤ Pull my muse into a hug
đ Rest their head on my museâs shoulder/knee
đś Nuzzle my muse with their nose [specify a location]
â Touch the back of my museâs hand
đ¤ Reach for my museâs hand to hold it
đ Fix/Straighten my museâs clothes
đ´ Stand by the bed to see if my muse will let you under the covers with them
đ Crawl under the covers with my muse
𼪠Set a plate/tray/bowl of food down for my muse
đ Kiss my muse on the cheek
Playful
đ¸ Put a flower in my museâs hair
⨠Playfully shove my museâs shoulder
đ Pull my muse onto a dance floor/up to dance
đ¤ Come up beside them and tap the shoulder opposite where theyâre standing
đ Jump out of the shadows to scare/startle my muse
đ Stick their tongue out at my muse
đą Make a silly face at my muse
đ¤ Tickle my muse
đ Poke my museâs nose
đŞ Pick my muse up
Sensual/Sexual
đ Pull my muse in for a rough kiss
đ Pull my muse in for a tender kiss
đ Pull my muse in for a messy/desperate kiss
đ Lean in to give my muse a sweet/chaste kiss
â¤ď¸ Lean in to give my muse a tender kiss
đĽ Pull my muse down by the collar/by their clothes - in a sexy way
đ Pull my muse in by the hips
đ˛ Smack my museâs butt
đ Kiss my museâs neck
đ Push my muse down and give them a massage
đ Pull [an article of clothing] off my muse
đ Push my muse down on the bed
đ Pull my muse onto the bed
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âAnd who would that be?â Mason was sitting in an ugly green armchair, drinking a martini. He was watching a deer stumble through the backyard. He didnât bother turning around as he spoke to his sister.
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âThey didnât give me their name, just a number. I thought maybe you were expecting them.â She walks over to the fireplace, taking a poker and pushing the logs around.
Tears prick at the corners of her eyes as her scalp begins to burn. "I'm glad you knew... who she was... no need for strangers.. creeping around the property.. when you're gone." She struggled to find her words, to lie convincingly as he held her like that.
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âAnd just what are you capable of, my dear sister? Enlighten me.â
Margot looks at him with quizzical eyes and an almost worried sort of smile. "Your hired thugs arent friends, Mason." She wonders if he's found someone new he can pay to do his bidding and if he really thinks in his deluded way that they're friends.

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âAnd just what are you capable of, my dear sister? Enlighten me.â
Her eyebrows furrow at his challenge. How does he want her to respond? She half smiles but it quickly fades. "I'm capable of making friends."
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âAnd who would that be?â Mason was sitting in an ugly green armchair, drinking a martini. He was watching a deer stumble through the backyard. He didnât bother turning around as he spoke to his sister.
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âThey didnât give me their name, just a number. I thought maybe you were expecting them.â She walks over to the fireplace, taking a poker and pushing the logs around.
âTomorrow,â Mason said without hesitation. âLate tomorrow... Not that itâs any of your business.â He walked up behind his sister and grabbed ahold of her braid. He wrapped it around his hand, which was then closed into a tight fist. With a scowl on his face, he leaned in to speak, brushing his lips against her ear. âWhat are you smiling at?â
--
Teeth grit and nails dig into palms as her head jerks backwards. She sucks in a sharp breath from the pain, the slight smirk disappearing instantly. Her lip quivers but she doesn't answer him or say anything. Knowing anything she does say will only anger him further. She hardly even makes a noise, hoping he'll just let go and move on.
@trashverger
âAnd who would that be?â Mason was sitting in an ugly green armchair, drinking a martini. He was watching a deer stumble through the backyard. He didnât bother turning around as he spoke to his sister.
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âThey didnât give me their name, just a number. I thought maybe you were expecting them.â She walks over to the fireplace, taking a poker and pushing the logs around.
âFamiliar, huh?â He took the paper from Margot and glanced at the number. âI told her not to call me here,â he said, looking down at the flames that danced around in the fireplace. He balled up the piece of paper and threw it into the fire. He watched it incinerate. âIâm going out tonight.â
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A smile crept up on one side of Margot's mouth. She bit back the urge to make any comments that might aggravate him. But just him acknowledging that he knew the woman was enough to send Margot's thoughts into a spiral of who she might be. An escort? Probably. Mason didn't exactly have friends let alone real romantic partners. "When should I expect you home?"
@trashverger
âAnd who would that be?â Mason was sitting in an ugly green armchair, drinking a martini. He was watching a deer stumble through the backyard. He didnât bother turning around as he spoke to his sister.
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âThey didnât give me their name, just a number. I thought maybe you were expecting them.â She walks over to the fireplace, taking a poker and pushing the logs around.
âPlenty of people call me every day, Margot. Iâm a business man,â he said, waving his hand back and forth. He was always very animated when he spoke. He downed the rest of his martini, then set the glass on the table beside him. He stood up and walked towards his sister. âHow am I supposed to know who it was?â
Margot sighed, raising her eyebrows. "She seemed familiar with you, I just assumed you knew each other personally." She pulled a slip of paper from her coat pocket, holding it out toward her brother, without looking at him. "Here."
@trashverger
âAnd who would that be?â Mason was sitting in an ugly green armchair, drinking a martini. He was watching a deer stumble through the backyard. He didnât bother turning around as he spoke to his sister.
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"They didn't give me their name, just a number. I thought maybe you were expecting them." She walks over to the fireplace, taking a poker and pushing the logs around.

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Margotâs whimper rang out like a pretty melody to Marcelineâs ears. Her twin closed her eyes as though that would help anything. Fuck, she was beautiful. Somehow prettier than Marceline despite the fact they were identical. She couldnât quite figure it out. Maybe it was the softness, the sweetness. Delicious sister. She wanted to drink her down, swallow her whole.Â
She dragged the knife horizontally now, crossing the first line with another line. Sweet, holy Margot. Good Margot, marked with a cross to signify the Lordâs approval as well as Marcelineâs. She lapped at Margotâs belly, putting down the knife. âIâm going to fuck you now, sweet sister. Donât worry - Iâll be gentle. I know just how you like it.â  She grinned.Â
The girl forced her legs shut. Ankles crossed over each other, tightly locked together with every bit of strength she had in her, which for now was still quite the raging little fire. They would eventually be pried open whether she liked it or not, but this one never went down without a fight. The restraints made it difficult, however lucky for her the rope was relatively loose - it was almost like a test from her sister but little Margot was smart enough not to try and run off.
âI donât like it at all, not with you.â In all honesty the brunette didnât have much say in what felt good, that part was out of her control, it was all based on how good she was at keeping her moans concealed and who was the one inflicting he pleasure. âWhy not find someone who appreciates your hard work, Marci? All Iâve ever done is take it for granted.â