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Castor was in the library, looking for a book the Queen requested. He opened a crate and stepped back a gasp leaving his lip. "Bloody hell!" He exclaimed as a large spider made it's way out of the box. He reached for a large book but a hand caught his wrist. "Hera..." He breathed looking down at her. He watched as she walked to it. "Careful." He exclaimed, her hand slipping from his. Castor watched in awe as she picked it up and walked it to a near by window and let it go free.

The young knight looked down, slightly embarrassed about his outburst. "You are far more brave than I."

Hera had gone looking for him, she would've stopped to ask had everyone not seemed completely occupied by the infernal blondes nearby. When she found him she smiled, but rushed quickly at the gasp. Eyes fell to the spider when she grabbed his hand. "Always am." She hummed. "Hello there." She said gently, letting it crawl over her hand before letting it free in the window. "Plenty more food out there, dear one." Then she turned to Castor.

Bella pressed her lips to Jess' chest. "Is this alright?" She asked, her hands moving to his sides. She breathed in taking in his scent, wanting it all over her. She nuzzled his neck.

Riley turned as the sound of the other. The newborn asked, his scent filling his nose. The girl's was all over him. There was something else about his scent. Something different. "What are you?" He asked, turning to face the other male, dropping the shirt he held in his hands. "You're not a vampire or a shifter, you don't smell human."

On a scale of one to ten— how much trouble do you think we’ll be in when they find out we’re gone? I’m not getting into any trouble. I’m telling everyone you kidnapped me. What? Please. You jumped at the chance. Yeah, only because I’ve never seen a snowy beach. Me either.

Violet smiled as they watched, Hazel looking up and giving her queen a knowing look. She turned back to Azazel. "Oh I do not doubt that. She's like a viper. Killian seems to adore that sharp tongue of hers." She mused.

"The way we grew up and her being the youngest, she had to be. Lux won't admit it but she's so much like our mother in the way she feels everything. She will pretend she doesn't, that she's heartless. But she's a cornered animal that uses that sharp tongue to keep everyone away." Azael remarked.

my head is full of poison & my heart is full of doubt

independent multimuse with muses from various fandoms, including fandomless ocs. an penned by pluto.

Paul sighed seeing the girl storming over to him, Quil and Embry took it as a sign to go anywhere else but near Paul and the small but fierce girl coming his way. "Look your boyfriend start it." He said putting his hands up. "He runs his mouth too damn much."

Jacob scoffs. "Alright, Paul is a bit bigger than me but he's no freaking bear, trust me." He chuckled. In truth, as wolves they were far bigger than bears, and when they fought they didn't hold back. "He's just an asshole." He sighed.

Isla gave him a pointed look at the sound of his scoff and his remarks about Paul not being a bear. "Acts like one, a grumpy jerkface bear.." She grumbled. "Why does he seem to pick on you?"

Poe sighed and bent down. He knew she was tough, he’d been on the other side of her fists when the First Order got him, but she looked utterly defeated. “Come on he said helping her up and leading her away from the crowd of celebratory noise.

He led her to the medical center. His eyes drifted to Finn who was still unconscious. “He better make it.” He told the medic working on him. Poe helped Ryann sit. “I need a medic over here.” He called.

He looked down at her. “So what’s the plan? What did you want to do. Here? We can patch you up, feed you. Give you supplies and send you off if that’s what you want.” He told her softly.

Ryann wasn't scared. Even if she was to die, she had accepted the notion of it all too long ago before she had even lived a life. Brows furrowed as he helped her up. She tried to mask her flinch, a moment of weakness before she followed him.

Curious eyes looked around and as they entered the medical center, her gaze fell onto a familiar face. "FN-2187.." She looked to Poe, "he's alive. I knew that kid was tough." She smirked almost fondly. Her teeth gritted slightly and she reached for her side to adjust the bandages that had more specks of crimson.

She had to have had the most confused expression across her face as she looked up at him. "Did you hit your head?" Ryann asked. "I surrendered. This is the take a prisoner of war part.." She shook her head, "I wanted to escape my home being blown to pieces, then I saw all of this.. Figured it was better to surrender than bleed out alone in the woods.." She let out a slow breath.

Jill fumbled the with the hem of her hospital top. Her eyes scanned over the puzzle that sat in front of her. She put a piece down, in place, the eye of a kitten, fitting perfectly in place. "Why do you keep coming back?" Jill asked the male.

"It can't be because you like me, and please don't fucking say you feel sorry for me."

Marcel was twiddling a puzzle piece between his fingers. His gaze was fixated on picture on the table before the woman spoke, then his gaze turned up to her. "Cause we have a puzzle to finish, obviously." He shrugged his shoulders.