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Send my muse “What would you do if...” scenarios. (ACCEPTING ...for less than 10 mins but yeah)

" .... "

Eiden gets up from his bed where he's been checking his texts, work and some from Veoc who he's been sending some light flirting along grocery suggestions. When Cecil texts him he sighs a little but checks it nonetheless.

And then freezes on his spot.

Stumbling he gets up, half falling out of the bed. He leans down against the floor and ....

" Ah, sorry, I think I have to leave now!! "

While Iloren stayed at their house, keeping Aurelius company, Klaus decided to step out and wander. He isn't leaving without a destination in mind. In fact, he's out to clear his thoughts. He had told Aurelius that they'd figure out something together.

Something--- A lot of the things Aurelius said stuck to him. What he saw wasn't simply the doing of this place. Klaus shakes his head at the thought. No, there was something else.

What did he mean by what Sebastian said...

What did Sebastian mean by lose themselves?

He doubts that Sebastian will give him a straight answer, and that alone aggravates him.

First thing to do is maybe reach out to Vanth.

....

Klaus chews on the inside of his cheek as he continues his stroll down. "Reaching out to Vanth...after everything?" Would the Pactbearer even want to speak to him? After what he had done to him? To Sebastian?

Lost in his thoughts, he fails to pick up on someone else's presence before it's too late. He stumbles forward, a leg stepping in front of him, when he feels someone's body collide with his back, arms wrapped around his waist.

"?!!"

Vivianne slides her hand in and around Cecil's open arm. She had been drifting amongst the guests, chatting, laughing, and shared at least one dance while Cecil had been preoccupied with greeting the newlyweds.

"Fiyero is one of your lovers?" She asks softly, trying to get a sense of the web she's found herself in now that she's committed to Cecil.

Gwen is not joining them - Vivi wanted a night to not worry about her beloved pokemon getting trampled underfoot - as the Trainer leans her head against the Marquis' arm.

' petal! how do you like my outfit? '

fiyero does a slow yet elegant twirl as soon as she spots cecil across the meadow, dancing up to him excitedly. her robe flutters in the wind as she shows herself off, the golden accents glittering in the sun.

though above all, it's the smile that decorates her face that demands the most attention, her giddy happiness a permanence since she got married this morning.

kiss roulette (No Longer Accepting) @allswell

1; A kiss on the cheek

"Oh, uhm..."

Cecil is a strange one, but he has never done Prometheus wrong in any way. He is a nice guy, from what Prometheus has seen whenever they met here and there.

"Sure. Well, excuse me while I just..." he adjusts himself. Cecil is much shorter than Prometheus has to lower himself. His lip lightly meets Cecil's cheek in a gentle kiss.

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" He better not pull my pants off... " he mumbles as he throws the full beach gear on. Then he stops again.

" Wait ... he wouldn't drown me either would he? "

"Either, one: you can't sing well at all, just absolute crap, and I get to fight nearly full-powered beasties." The sun had set, and everything was getting worse, more dangerous, late night singers were fewer and further between.

"Or two, you'd better sing so well and so loud you bring every last monster in the ward here. You pick."

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