Everything breaks

Her eyes shone as she watched the short glass become laced with glowing blue lines, entranced for a moment as it disintegrated into soft sparks. She watched him for a few more moments, no noise between them as she continued to sip through her straw.

“Swallow…” She sipped a bit more.

“Holy crap! I didn’t know you could do that! That was so cool! Did you say it was a curse? That looked awesome!” The wonder on her face was genuine, but soon her head tilted slightly. “How come I can hold your hand then? …Well, I know it’s because I’m pretty powerful. It ain’t easy to turn me into blue dust you know.” She grinned wide.

“So like, is that magic then? Magic can be okay I guess” Her face turned a little more smug “But magic has to be really strong to hurt me, you know.” 

Realising she had forgotten herself, she leaned in closer to him, flicking one of the straws gently around the glass so it faced him. “There! You don’t have to hold it!”

He scratched his cheek. “Well it only affects objects I use. Doesn’t work on living things. And you’re pretty living, haha.”

“Yeah, yeah. I know. Kuu-chan is suuuper strong!” He flexed an army to emphasis how strong she was. Clearly there was no dispute there.

As one of the straws slid over to his direction, Swallow found himself in shock at the current situation.

“Is this the legendary indirect kiss?” He mumbled to himself. Uncertain with the situation presented in front of him. But, she had come to with a solution to his troubles. 

“Ah! Why didn’t I think of that!? Kuu-chan you’re such a clever girl.” Swallow gave her a sparkling smile before putting the straw in his mouth and drinking from the big bowl.

His first reaction was a wince.

“The BB gun? it’s like a toy gun it can’t do any damage, at best, it can piss them more.” Haruto replied with a sarcastic tone in his voice. “Well…. how can i say it. this day turned from bad to worse. I went back from a friend back to my apartment in sector 2, then i discovered that in some way i was kicked out. and was attacked.”

“Ummm….. to be honest with you i don’t have things to do right now. I think you might need a new sword, we can search for a new one if you would like?” Haruto points at Swallow’s empty hand. 

“Haha, oh don’t worry about that, Haruto-kun. I lose swords all the time, I got more in the wardrobe back home.” Swallow made sure Haruto wasn’t gonna feel bad that Swallow was out of a sword.

Although Haruto did not seem to share the same positive light of a BB-gun that Swallow did, he open up his hand and presented his palm to the other.

“Let me try it, I’ll show ya what it can do.”

“Sake…” Sake was nice, she knew sake; she liked sake, as was immediately apparent by her face. But it her took her a few seconds of looking at all the drinks behind the counter aimlessly before she realised she’d been addressed.

“Oh! Uhh…” She frowned slightly, coming nowhere close to a decision as each drink spotted just made her unsure. Until suddenly; “Ahh! I’ll have a green frog! Please!” Her face was a mixture of pride and excitement, she was really glad she’d remembered that one.

And she was happier still when the bright green goldfish bowl was eventually placed before her. It was the size of several drinks. She took the large glass in her hand and the straws between her lips. Pure bliss.

“Ahhh! Holy crap, that’s so good!! Oh-!” She turned back to swallow, her face full of joy.

“Thank you!! I really like this one.” She took his hand again, squeezing it briefly to underline her gratitude. “And, I’m really glad you’re here too! You’re fun, I like you, Swallow!” Cores needed seriously coolant, and she’d already drained half of her impressive glass. Her eyes widened as if she’d realised something suddenly, and she held the goldfish bowl closer to him. “You should try it!”

Relieved that Okuu could decide on something, he felt a sweatdrop run down his temple as he saw the giant glass served to her. Was this.. Normal around here? As his shots were getting lined up in front of him, he thanked the nice bartender. And swept one down. Not making much of a sound as the tingling burn down his throat started.

Meanwhile, his table partner was chugging it down like a dried out sponge. It was quite the feat to watch. 

“ You’re fun, I like you, Swallow!”

Swallow smiled back at the beaming woman, letting her squeeze his hand to her heart’s content, albeit he did not squeeze back in return. Simply being partly emotionally disconnected it didn’t strike him that maybe he should’ve done that.

“I like you too, Kuu-chan. You’re a good and fun person!” Her words warmed up his heart and cheeks. 

As the big bowl of green mystery mix was presented to him, the shot cup he just used started to grow blue cracks all over it, glowing brightly before the cup turned into dust of same energetic blue that quickly dispersed in the air. Swallow sighted as the last trails of the sparkling dust disappeared above them, as he turned his head back to Okuu.

“Haha... Hey listen, Kuu-chan! I never told ya about it, but the scientists gave back my curse! I can’t really hold things with my hands like when I first got here.” He slid his hand reluctantly from her fingers. But he kept up his wide smile.

A few days ago Haruto was horrified to discover that he can’t go back to where he was staying since now he was kicked from there. Haruto took a gaze at the wooden sword disappeared into blue dust.

“Haruto is my name, thanks again Swallow for saving me from them. They attacked me just because i don’t have special abilities like them. I only have this useless BB-gun for self defense. I will go with you.” 

“Useless? Why don’t you shoot them in the eyes? Or maybe use the butt of the gun like a hammer.” Swallow replied, puzzled at calling a perfectly fine BB Gun for useless.

But even more so he was puzzled that this kid had decided to follow him around.

“Don’t I know that one?” Swallow’s poor, loose cogs in his head slowly started to grind against each other going down memory lane.

“Ah! Kuu-chan!” He made his way through the crowd on the dance floor.

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× What does your muse smell like? what perfume/cologne are they using? 

Swallow has a faint neutral scent, if you smell him along his neck you get something akin to being in a damp pine forest (like some hours after it rained).

He will splash on some cologne when festivities are to be joined. He is nobility after all! Not something that’s too strong or else he might end up disorienting himself. Whatever is deemed “fashionable” and trendy at the time. ______________________________________________________________

♤ Does your muse have any scars? where? what do they look like? how did they get them?

I have the answer for that right here

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♚ Do they have a favourite piece of clothing?

Useless Details Ask Meme II

Got these wicked tatts at the back of his hands!

He was born with them and no one knows why. But they’re symbols of his curse, “Curse of Consumption”. Anything Swallow wields quickly burns through “their usage”, forcing it all out from a few seconds to a couple of seconds. And then the item he used turns into dust. 

It’s a really inconvenient curse. But very powerful for combat. It has built up his entire character almost single handily and he wishes to one day find a way to get rid of the course.Few people have come to the level of appreciation for “things” for simply being “things” like Swallow has. He adores people who create things, any things.

Why?“Isn't it because one knows that things break so easily that there's no value in caring about it, that one would take good care of it?Wouldn't you think to protect that which looks as though it could break any minute?" 

Useless Details Ask Meme II

♤ Does your muse have any scars? where? what do they look like? how did they get them?

His whole torso and legs are covered in them, his left leg got a big black one too. And they ain’t beautiful either. They’re all uneven and jagged shapped, some look like stitch markings or simply flayed.

The big scar between his pecks came from a teammate who decided to go rogue.The other scars are series of wounds he hasn’t been able to avoid through the years.The scar on his leg, which is simply pitch black omiting some black smoke rather than flesh, is a contract seal from a deal he made with the Black Dragon. The contract where he exchanged a large portion of his lifespan to heal a dying Meryl, his companion and only person that has mattered to him. The trade off for the Black Dragon to fully heal her came that he would rot away after 7 years, this was when he was 19 and is now currently 25 years old.

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♧ Any freckles/moles/birth marks? where?

The curse he was born with came with a symbol on each back of his hands. I guess that could count as birthmarks, maybe?

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♠ Any ‘weird’ characteristics on their body? one leg/arm longer than the other?