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All falsehood is a mask; and however well made the mask may be, with a little attention we may always succeed in distinguishing it from the true face.
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Manhandling symbol starters
Send one for your muse to…
★ - drag my muse by the arm ⁂ - grab my muse by the front of their shirt, possibly shoving them back ✱ - take my muse by the hips to carefully move them out of their way ➜ - smack my muse upside the head ⌧ - grip my muse by the back of the neck © - put a hand on my muse’s back to steer them somewhere ✂ - point sternly at a chair and tell my muse to sit down ✉ - push my muse back down when they try to get out of bed (perhaps involving illness, injury, or sleep deprivation) ☛ - press a finger to my muse’s lips to shut them up ♚ - put a hand on my muse’s knee while sitting next to them, to discourage them from standing up ♧ - slap my muse’s hand away from something they shouldn’t touch ♦ - grab my muse’s hair and yank ♤ - slam a door shut before my muse can leave the room ♞ - physically pick my muse up and carry them ♭ - grip my muse’s jaw to make them look yours in the eye ♨ - rub my muse down with a sponge/wet cloth ☀ - pin my muse with their arms behind their back ☠ - slam my muse into a wall ☾ - wrestle/pin my muse to the ground
Add as much or as little context as you’d like!
ncthingstars:
it is perhaps a testament, to hugh, that he can smile so honestly even now, and though it’s sad, he still wants to smile. he still can. and then there’s the fact that he simply feels comfortable enough to show that to elnor. to anyone else, he may have tried to mask the sadness. but he knows elnor would see through it… and more importantly, he feels, though he cannot explain it, that he has nothing to hide from the young romulan.
regardless, hugh is grateful for the way elnor keeps pace with him. it feels like they are sharing a road — not just this path through the artifact, but through life. the start of ( what he hopes is ) a very, very long one.
“your people fought among each other?” perhaps he shouldn’t be surprised, after what he’s just seen. “you — the qowat milat — are so very different from any other romulan i’ve ever met.” and i’ve met a lot. “that’s…. i can’t imagine. not every xb agrees with everything we do, but there’s never fighting like that.” though perhaps, it’s comparable to those who have yet to be severed from the hivemind. he’s felt the collective hatred. especially in the queencell, despite there not being a queen on board. hugh shudders at the thought, and then turns his focus back to elnor.
“how young were you?” he almost doesn’t want to know. “you’ve been fighting since you were a child.” it isn’t a question.
“Zani says we’d all still be Vulcans if we were any good at getting along, so being different from other Romulans is the most Romulan thing you can do. Anyway, it’s just the traditionalist movement that don’t like the Qowat Milat. And the Tal Shiar.” Elnor shrugs a shoulder. He doesn’t really like politics, but they’ve been pretty inescapable in his life. He’s been tossed around and left behind on the basis of politics happening on planets he’s never seen. He imagines Hugh probably has too.
“I started training myself when I was eight, but I didn’t get into any real fights until I was about twelve, so Zani decided they’d formally train me, even though I’m not… The Qowat Milat are all women, so I’m not really one of them, but. I don’t think they knew what else to do with me.”
Elnor looks at Hugh and asks without any forethought, “Do you remember your childhood? Or…” He pauses, trying to put his question into words before he gives up and admits, “I don’t know what it’s like to be Borg or an xB.”
aehallh:
Ever since she’d first visited the planet of Vashti, Dhanna had been fascinated by this young boy, raised by the Qowat Milat. From what she’d heard, he’d simply had nowhere else to go, and the sisters had made their home available to him. And he’d learned their ways when it became clear he would be there indefinitely. Still, there was something strange about him. Belonging, yet not belonging.
Yet in all this time, she’d never had reason to speak to him beyond a few brief exchanges. This seemed as good a time as any to get to know him better.
She nodded in response to him, standing and reaching for a bag. “Then I will follow you. Thank you. What does Zani need from the marketplace?”
“Supplies,” he answered with a noncommittal shrug. “Food, cloth, incense. Some other stuff, if it’s there today.”
He waited until she seemed ready, then headed out to the path not particularly ensuring that she was following, although he did continue to speak. “Some of the vendors will attempt to inflate the prices to encourage us to haggle, but I know the correct prices.” The regular vendors knew him well enough by now that he was pretty sure that they found it amusing to make things difficult for him. Maybe they’d be nicer to her. “There will probably be several who attempt to hire us to protect their trade routes, but they have to come talk to Zani, not us.”
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* character headcanons
clothing style.
before - bed routine.
eating habits.
concept of home and family.
hobbies.
fighting style.
what calms your muse down after a bad day?
talk about one person your muse loves.
ways your muse says i love you.
describe your muse’s laugh.
what items can be found in your muse’s pockets?
talk about your muse’s most prized possession(s).
describe your muse’s walk.
talk about your muse’s accent.
describe your muse’s smile.
how often does your muse get sick?
does your muse know when to rest, or do they push themselves?
does your muse snore? sleeptalk? sleepwalk?
the thing(s) your muse thinks about before falling asleep.
is your muse a fitful or a quiet sleeper?
your muse’s thoughts on cops and other authority figures.
skills and special talents.
disabilities or illnesses.
habits and mannerisms.
introvert or extrovert.
religious or non - religious.
verbal or non - verbal communication.
something your muse could never forgive.
something that makes your muse smile.
something that scares your muse.
something that gives your muse hope.
how your muse responds to being helped / taken care of.
how your muse responds to unconditional love.
how your muse responds to danger.
how your muse responds to stress.
how your muse responds to anger.
did your muse grow up too fast?
then be elnor.
* interview the muse
‘ do you miss anyone? ’
‘ how are you doing? ’
‘ do you believe in ghosts? ’
‘ what makes you laugh? ’
‘ list your top three bands or singers. ’
‘ how many blankets do you sleep with? ’
‘ does your name hold any special meaning to you? ’
‘ gum, cake, pie or ice cream? ’
‘ favorite book? ’
‘ are you a good person? ’
‘ describe love. ’
‘ have you ever taken part in an uprising? ‘
‘ favorite song? ’
‘ name a guilty pleasure. ’
‘ the most embarrassing thing that’s happened to you today? ’
‘ tell me one truth and one lie. ’
‘ do you like people? ’
‘ what motivates you? ’
‘ describe the perfect weekend. ’
‘ any pet peeves? ’
‘ do you need a hug? ’
‘ would you like to have kids? ’
‘ do you have any tattoos? ’
‘ classical, oldies, punk, hip hop or country? ’
‘ when was the last time you cried? ’
‘ are you religious? ’
ncthingstars:
no survivors. but he’d likely found the dead. hugh’s not stupid, he knows when he’s not being told something. and he knows elnor isn’t doing it to be malicious. hugh sighs. he has to focus. he doesn’t want to think about that right now. he can’t. he has to compartmentalize, it’s the only way.
“don’t tire yourself,” hugh says, laying a hand on elnor’s arm. it’s not a tight grip, but his fingers close there for just a moment, firmly. an attempt at comfort, perhaps. “you’ve done enough for now.” he runs his other hand through his hair, and then releases elnor’s arm. “it looks….” he crosses the floor of the cube over to where one of the survivors is standing at a data station. they nod and walk away, and hugh pulls up a screen. “…like they’ve got the replicators up and working on level twelve.” he smiles, trying and failing to seem okay. “we should eat. it’s been…” hours? days? most likely the latter. but he’s lost track.
reaching out and gesturing to elnor, hugh starts to make his way. he wants to talk business, talk about what comes next. but he isn’t sure he’s going to like the answer. so he turns the conversation back on elnor instead, hoping it will provide some solace to worry about someone else’s well being again. “was this your first time?” he asks, cautiously. “seeing….. something like that? fighting…. people like that?” he can’t imagine that it was. elnor’s competence had been clear. but hugh had seen the haunted look in elnor’s eyes, a near reflection of his own expression, he suspects. and while you can never get used to so much destruction, you do become numb.
It’s strange, to see Hugh’s smile, and know from the smile that he is sad. Elnor learned from Zani about the masks other people wear, and he has seen it sometimes--grief hidden behind rage, rage hidden behind apathy, apathy hidden behind kindness... But Hugh’s smile isn’t a mask, because it’s too honest in its sadness, even though it should be incongruent.
He knows he will think of it again later, but for now, he follows after Hugh. He is mindful to keep his stride shorter, so they stay side-by-side.
“Not the first time,” Elnor says. He can almost hear Zani over his shoulder, reminding him not to be reticent. He’s already held back some truths today. “I was taken to a relocation settlement as a child. After…” Picard stopped visiting “...the Federation stopped giving us aid, things got bad there.”
He realizes, as he’s speaking, that he’s barely spoken of anything like this on La Sirena. He wonders why that is. Do they not want to hear about it, because they’re with the Federation? And if that’s why, is it because they feel guilty or because they don’t care?
Elnor doesn’t want to think things like that about them, but sometimes he wonders.
“There are Romulans who hate the Qowat Milat… The people who raised me. When we’re killed, they put the bodies on stakes and fill it with poison so that the prey animals who eat our flesh will die.”
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Emotional Starters
-Send one or two in my askbox and I’ll write a starter where my muse feels….
☀️- Joyful 🌙- Thoughtful ☁️- Gloomy 🌧- Sad 🌦- Hopeful 🌪- Angered 🌈- Proud 💨- Afraid 💥- Disgusted ⚡️- Surprised 🌟- In Love 🌨- Ashamed 🌑- Pitiful 🌝- Envious ❄️- Cruel ☄️- Courageous ✨- Kind 🌤- Shy 💦- Guilt
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"You’re embarrassing!“ “You act like a fucking child.” "Sometimes I can’t remember why I ever loved you in the first place.“ "What did I tell you about trying to hold my hand in public?” "I don’t want people to know that I’m dating you!“ "You’re pathetic…” "You make me sad. Just looking at you…“ "I can’t be around you anymore.” "You’re not worth it.“ "You’re nothing. Not to me. Not to anyone.” "Stop looking at me like that…like you’re expecting me to care. You should know better by now.“ "You’re useless.” "Loving you was the most idiotic thing I’ve ever done.“ "Pretending to love you was excruciating.” "You thought I could really love someone like you?“ "I’m just…getting tired of you.” "I have to get out. You’re ruining my life.“ "I used to dream about you but now you’re the star of my nightmares.” "You’re a disappointment.“ "I tried to love you..I really did.” "You’ll never be anything to me.“ "I wished you realized how much I’ve grown to loathe you.” "You’re so ignorant.“ "You look ridiculous!” "I’m not going out with you in public looking like that.” "Every one makes fun of you.“ "You make me look bad.” "You’re a waste of time.“ "I’m not yours anymore!” "It’s not [her/him]! It’s anyone! I could love anyone more than I love you.“ "You don’t deserve me.”
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Elnor didn’t like waiting. He’d spent most of his life waiting. If he could have things his way, he’d never have to wait for anything again. But the people that Picard had come to this planet to talk to wouldn’t allow a Romulan into their buildings, so he stood outside, staring directly at the guards outside the door with his mouth a line of frustration. Waiting.
He’d been standing there for what felt like hours (but was, in reality, only about thirty minutes) when he heard a scuffle a few meters away.
“What is that?” he asked the guards, but they wouldn’t answer him. He squinted in the direction of the sound. There was a girl--Human, maybe?--with bright red hair. She looked scared, like she was in trouble. “Are you going to do anything?” he asked them. Still no answer.
He took a deep breath. There wasn’t much he could do out here anyway, and Picard would understand. He left the guards behind and hurried toward the girl, calling ahead, “Do you need help?”

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All falsehood is a mask; and however well made the mask may be, with a little attention we may always succeed in distinguishing it from the true face.
elnor | star trek: picard | indie | semi-selective
INTERACTION STARTERS | 90 QUESTIONS FOR MUSES
Send for starters ! Remember to specify a context (universe), amuse, or leave blank for any potential combination. Sentences sourced from different media such as books, series, films, and music.
remember to adjust for pronouns, pacing, wording, as you like !!!
WHO
❝ Who failed to love you? ❞
❝ Who made you do this? ❞
❝ Who’s the one in your heart? Really? ❞
❝ Who would work against us? ❞
❝ Who would even take us in? ❞
❝ Who will forgive you after this? ❞
❝ Who would take me in? ❞
❝ Who made you feel like a failure? ❞
❝ Who allowed this to happen? ❞
❝ Who would dare stand against us? ❞
❝ Who could rise and release us from this horror? ❞
❝ Who would challenge me at all? ❞
❝ Who will you choose in the end? ❞
❝ Who did you think I would choose? ❞
❝ Who will I turn to now? ❞
WHAT
❝ What logic are you using? ❞
❝ What do you need from me? ❞
❝ What made you do this? ❞
❝ What do you need from them? ❞
❝ What do you need to make this work? ❞
❝ What will happen to our brethren now? ❞
❝ What could survive disaster like this? ❞
❝ What need is there for a big fuss? ❞
❝ What could be done to fix this? ❞
❝ What is it that is holding us back? ❞
❝ What has captivated you so? ❞
❝ What has you hesitating? ❞
❝ What can I do you calm you? ❞
❝ What will happen to world now? ❞
❝ What will become of the future you wanted? ❞
WHERE
❝ Where can we find a safe haven? ❞
❝ Where would the downtrodden have to turn to? ❞
❝ Where will you go now? ❞
❝ Where did you go from there? ❞
❝ Where is our back up? ❞
❝ Where are our supplies? ❞
❝ Where shall we find salvation? ❞
❝ Where in the world do you think we can go to next?❞
❝ Where would you like to go next? ❞
❝ Where will you see me off? ❞
❝ Where are they keeping it? ❞
❝ Where do they reside? ❞
❝ Where do we begin this assault? ❞
❝ Where do we turn back to? ❞
❝ Where do we keep them? ❞
WHEN
❝ When will we find a place to rest? ❞
❝ When will this torture end? ❞
❝ When will you give up on this? ❞
❝ When did you give up on yourself? ❞
❝ When did they fall out of favor with you? ❞
❝ When will they understand that this is futile? ❞
❝ When will the sun rise on our people again? ❞
❝ When will you see there is hope to be found here? ❞
❝ When will you come back to me? ❞
❝ When will it start falling apart? ❞
❝ When can you trust me again? ❞
❝ When will it be right to tell them? ❞
❝ Will will we be informed? ❞
❝ When do we use this secret? ❞
❝ When will I be able to trust you? ❞
HOW
❝ How has it come to this? ❞
❝ How can yous say that? ❞
❝ How could you do this? ❞
❝ How was it possible to make that choice? ❞
❝ How can you stand to look at them? ❞
❝ How did you become this broken? ❞
❝ How can you leave me like this? ❞
❝ How could they have turned their back on their child? ❞
❝ How have we fallen so far? ❞
❝ How is this even possible? ❞
❝ How will you be moving on? ❞
❝ How have you survived? ❞
❝ How could I help you? ❞
❝ How could we survive something like this? ❞
❝ How will we look our children in the eyes again? ❞
WHY
❝ Why betray your family? ❞
❝ Why would they betray you like this? ❞
❝ Why look back on what can’t be changed? ❞
❝ Why continue to love them? ❞
❝ Why them and not me? ❞
❝ Why them and not us? ❞
❝ Why go back to the beginning? ❞
❝ Why challenge them? ❞
❝ Why would you say that? ❞
❝ Why can’t you leave this alone? ❞
❝ Why can’t I help you? ❞
❝ Why start all over again? ❞
❝ Why look through the past? ❞
❝ Why remain in this place when nothing has changed? ❞
❝ Why should we even try again? ❞