Paranormal / Supernatural / Magical / Multi-Muse Blog

//honestly, this won’t be changing much. Mostly just that I won’t be sending things on anon for them XD but I suppose the bigger question is who’s moving and who’s staying? Who’s getting Archived because the group is gone or I have no muse?

//Staying: Masha’s siblings, Sariel, Maria, & Masha’s aus

//Moving: Serenity, Robin, Diana, Mia, & Sophie

//Getting Archived: Hope, Iyela, Lucy, L-27, & Estrid

//So, the archived muses aren’t gone forever. If I ever get muses for them or interest in them, they can certainly make a return! But for now, they’re going to get carefully filled away with love.

  This was a strange, unexpected hangout session. And the topic was stranger still. He was enjoying it, sure, but talking about how their powers made them outcasts among people around their ages was…. a little cathartic? Is that the right word for it?

  “Their loss, really. Having a friend like either one of us would be awesome.” Only problem was the reality of the situation. That other kids were too busy being afraid to see things in that light. “… honestly, screw most people. Life’s too short to have a stick up your butt, and lots of people around here have entire tree branches up theirs.”

That cracks Mia up a bit, as she dissolves into giggles for a few seconds. There’s a moment where she almost falls off of the bench, before she catches herself. “Oohohoh, I’ve know people who had entire trees up their butts! 10/10 do not recommend them.” Mostly it had been teachers. they didn’t like her either. Because teaching her was hard.

Diamond tilts his head in a faint shrug. “It certainly doesn’t hurt anything, as long as you have enough water and fuel and aren’t in a rush. Particularly with how quickly some things mutate these days. I’m glad you have a guide. Hopefully it isn’t too out of date.” He grimaces. “If it’s pre-war, I might… do a write-up for that, too. And boiling for longer would absolutely be the correct choice if that’s the case.”

He huffs, running a hand through his hair. “If there isn’t a well nearby… I can feel around for promising well spots easily enough, but drilling is a different question. Might ask around Diamond City to see if there’s a drill rig anyone’s willing to rent, next time I’m out that way.”

Diamond shakes his head, dropping his hand and studying the kids. They seem at least a bit steadier, and he smiles faintly. “Something to worry about in the future, I suppose. For the moment… I think I might go retrieve my glassware, if that’s still alright with you three?”

“It’s vault-tec.” Which meant it was definitely written pre-war. And also named something cheery like ‘Surviving Post-Nuclear World!’. Because that was just how vault-tec did things. One weird-ass pre-war company.

Jay nods, “We can make do with the water from the river for now. It hasn’t made us sick or anything yet... And we’ll keep being really careful about it.” He wasn’t too terribly worried about it. They could keep hauling water up until there was time to go to Diamond City. Or time to find what was needed.

  The pale boy put his hands behind his head and leaned back into the bench as he watched her stuff a few more chips into her mouth. It’s… weird, getting along with someone else around his age for once.

  “Honestly? Same, but for different reasons, I think.” Even so, that didn’t mean he wasn’t facing some of the same problems that she did. “Other than being scared the sick electric powers, I don’t get why anyone wouldn’t want to hang out with you. You look like you’re a cool girl to hang out with.”

This was all weird but nice in Mia’s opinion. And a nice distraction from having to figure out where to sleep tonight. Or if she was going to have dinner. Ah well, problems for later her. For now she was enjoying herself.

“Ah, don’t worry, it’s just practice,” he says. “Alright, hit me.” Jay keeps his hands up, and watches Mia. When she strikes, he steps slightly to the left, her electric hands skating past him. It flickers in his hair, skittering up his gold strands before Jay hits Mia in the chest- lightly! Not that hard!- his own power rippling up and into her.

He’s practicing too- this isn’t necessarily just for Mia, as much as he says it is. It’s just a short burst that shouldn’t hurt. It’s just meant to disable- which is does- but he must’ve hit her harder than he thought because she goes down and hard.

Jay winces. “Sorry! Sorry- I didn’t mean that- are you okay? Are you okay, breathing fine, limbs working good?” He comes over, crouches next to her. “Please tell me if you can’t feel your arms, chest, or whatever, okay? I don’t- sometimes things go a bit wrong with my power an- - d sometimes people get hurt when I don’t want them to.”

He offers a hand. “C'mon up, I owe you lunch after that.”

Mia blows a small raspberry, grinning. She was having fun after all. Who knew that learning anything could be fun? Not her. Even if leaning to properly fight and sparing came with the side effects of bruises-- Or in this case, hitting the floor fairly hard.

Give her a moment Jay, she’s processing what happened. Just sort of staring at the ceiling. Checking to make sure she can still feel all her limbs, flexing the finger, wiggle the toes, and move on to her arms and legs. Yup. She could still feel all of those things.

“Nice, nice,” Jay complimented. “You’ve got messy footwork though. More like this.” She demonstrated the steps and settled back into relaxation. “That was a good power amount too. I can still feel it.” It was still running along her nerves, sending sparks up and down her spine. Jay suppressed the urge to shiver. The last thing she wanted to do was to look bad in front of Mia, like she could actually be hurt by the teen’s power.

“Let’s do this a few more times and then we can,” Jay shrugged, waving a nonchalant hand, “go see if the cafeteria is open or not.” A cheeky smirk grew on his face, “And then we can spar. If you can land a proper, actual, honest-to-god hit on me, I’ll buy you lunch .” The chances of it happening weren’t- well, Jay wasn’t about to say it wasn’t possible, but it was distinctly unlikely. If it did, then it wasn’t going to be a big loss.

Honestly, he’d probably have to buy lunch for Mia anyway.

Mia blows a raspberry at Jay, jokingly of course. “Yeah, well, if I think about my feet to much, I’m gonna end up eating dirt.” She was still learning after all. Didn’t make her any less salty about not being good yet.

The promise of food makes her light up though. It was always easy to bribe her with food though, as Jay had probably figured out at this point. (She happened to be a fan of sun-chips especially.) She grins, bouncing on the balls of her feet with a laugh. “Okay! I’ll hold you to that Jay!!”

  ‘‘Ghost boy’‘? He could levitate stuff like a ghost and he was pale, sure. Beyond that, likening him to a ghost just… didn’t work too well. Those were the only similarities he had in common, and even then, you could say he has common ground with aliens or whatever else could make stuff float. Credit where credit is due, at least it was unique, and not one of the dozens of names he’s been called time and time again over the years. It was a welcomed difference.

  “Ghost boy? Props for coming up with something original. Haven’t heard that one before. But I’m good on snacks, I just got done with my lunch a few minutes ago and I’m off to go find something to do.” Deciding to play into it, Kouki floated himself over to the bench, opting to take a seat by her legs rather than sit atop the back of it. “If you wanna hang out though, I’m down for it.”

Mia chuckles, glad she’d come up with something he hadn’t heard before. And perhaps a bit pleased too. She’ll grin at him when he takes a seat on the bench beside her. Even if he didn’t want any snacks, it was nice to have someone to sit with for a bit.

Like the clock.

At first it seemed like just a normal old grandfather clock. Just sitting there, casually, in the one living room. After a bit, she had noticed a difference in the air around it. How sometimes there was a slight breeze near it. And that had made her more than a little bit curious about it. After all, shouldn’t all large mansions have hidden doors and secret paths?

An investigation had revealed that there were hidden buttons along the sides. Curious! It had taken her a bit to puzzle out the correct order they needed to be pressed in. Mostly because she refused to try and brute-force it.

@pastballads​ asked: He wasn't expecting to see her again. The city was a big place, rarely offering a chance to meet the same person twice unless he happens to discover a route or two they commonly take. With... Mara? Maria? It was definitely a name that started with an M and ended with an A... but it was slipping the boy's mind at the moment. Whatever her name was, she didn't seem like the kind of girl to stick to a single path, making this accidental encounter a bit more interesting.

"Hey, long time no see, sparky!" - Kouki to Mia

To be fair, Mia had been wandering. Never staying in one place for too long. Seeing as that tended to attract more attention than she wanted. Which meant she hadn’t been expecting to see the younger boy around either. At the greeting however, she looks up, and grins. Better him than an adult after all.

@chronusbled​ asked: Cassie's just... gonna slink on up under Di's arm and impose herself all over her beb. It's cuddle time and she's late for her affection.

@tenthousandmusesmaybemore​ asked: “You’re a brave boy, but you’re no match for that thing.” (( Marad to Robin -sunglasses emoji-

“Stars, will you shut up already?” There’s an audible groan from Robin, as he glares at the corrupted magi. How on earth did this one keep finding him? Especially in places where it was easy for Robin to be cornered! It was almost like he knew Robin’s patrol paths. Which was plausible, if he’d been watching Robin for awhile. But did the corrupted magi have the patience for that? Robin certainly didn’t know.