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So the purpose of this meme is to give a little info on your muses without having to rely on others to fill your ask with meme questions. I know how disappointing it can be to come back to an empty ask so I wanted to create a meme that anyone and everyone can do (mun and muse). The rules are simple, you do not need to be tagged to fill out the questions, but once you have you must RE-POSTÂ and TAG 12 OF YOUR FOLLOWERS to spread the love. You can fill it out as many times as your heart desires (we all know muses can change because of character development)
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//Gandhi and Newton will answer separately, b/c itâs too hard to do both at the same time. Gandhi goes first haha.
10 QUESTIONS
What is your favorite word?
âI have lots of favorite things, but words arenât one of them.â
What is your least favorite word?
âBarrier. If I ever hear âBarrier Guyâ one more time...also itâs not a force field okay?!â
What turns you on?
âWell, a nice body doesnât hurt...but I like all cute girlsâ *winks*
What turns you off?
âHmmm...I suppose someone who doesnât take the time to at least make themselves look presentable. Thereâs a difference between not caring about appearances and just letting yourself turn into a slob. Itâs not healthy.â
What sound do you love?
âMy, but I think my response would be inappropriate for this survey...â
What sound do you hate?
âHigh-pitched sounds, like claws on sheet metal. How horrible.â
What is your favorite most used curse word?
âI donât swear often enough to have either a favorite or a most-used. That belongs to Jack.â
What profession other than yours would you like to attempt?
âA pimpâ
What profession would you NOT like to do?
âNot an office worker, thatâs for sure. I think that kind of boredom would kill me...â
If heaven exists, what would you like to hear God(s) say when you arrive at the pearly gates?
âPerhaps itâs a good thing I have Mahatma Gandhi as one part of my soul?â
BONUS QUESTIONS
Something most people donât know about you?
âI am, actually, quite wealthy. Though, since I was disowned, itâs not like I have access to it anymore...â
Sexual Preference
âI do love girls, but I suppose if the right man came along, I wouldât exactly say no...it would really depend on the situation though.â
What position do you sleep in?
âLike any other person??â
What if someone told you HAD to lose, just this one time?
âIâve already lost many things. One more isnât going to make much of a difference.â
Greatest fear?
âIt used to be death, but I got over that a long time ago.â
If you could leave one thing to be remembered by, what would it be?
âHow about ânot being a shitty womanizerâ?â
Whatâs your middle name?
âA what? Oh, those strange third names you Westerners like to give!â
Only the convenient scars are displayed,
Showing me the way to countless victories with effortless strength.
No matter how much I polish it, it wears me down,
My thoughts trained to unsteady ideas.
//Drabble from the support team, on what will await their sniper in this newest, and most dangerous plan.
âSio-chan...sheâs, sheâs going...â
The sun was hanging low in the sky now, casting orange hues on her face. Next to her, the Indian stood, arms crossed but expression otherwise completely neutral.
âYeah. Sheâs got to. Itâs just the way it is.â
âY-Yeah...I know, I know...âÂ
When their beloved sniper had first revealed her strategy, just to her platoon, Newton had been shocked. Not just the extent to which their enemies had spread throughout their planet, but just how they would even be able to deal with this--
â--I-I suppose, itâs better than just lying down and giving up...â
âHuh?â Onyx eyes gave her a glance.
âI mean, this plan...poor Sio-chan, down there all alone...by herself for who knows how long...â
Even though she was considered an âSâ on the field, and warm and motherly when off, Newton couldnât stop the tears from falling. It was so unfair; as if the team hadnât suffered enough already, when she lost control during that disastrous battle in the Bay Area, and just when she thought that they could finally breathe a sigh of relief and get back to their more-or-less ânormalâ routine...
Warm hands clapped her shoulders, though she made no moves to return his embrace. âAh, I know...not just her, but him, as well...â
He didnât mention a name, but they both knew whom that was referring to. Their leader, Adam Muirhead, a.k.a. Jack the Ripper, who had really been Florence Nightingale all along. Their tumultuous start, complete with bickering and teasing and the occasional hurt feelings...to something warm and wonderful, and just from her looking from the outside, it always gave her a boost to see how happy the two of them were together, whether they were sharing hot chocolate or sharing a kiss.
âItâs not fair! Why does it have to be her to do this? Gods, I sound like a film line...â Wiping her tears, she accepted his tissue this time, blowing her nose even though it sounded most un-ladylike.
âBecause unfortunately, neither your e-gene nor mine has the correct requirements. Kaoru Asao...sheâs special, different. I mean, the fact they even managed to give her a second e-gene and AU ball, without the whole incarnation factor...I donât even want to imagine what that took.â Gandhi rubbed her hair, and she leaned against him slightly, inhaling the scent of those spices that always seemed to be a part of him, even aboard this base.
â...Bollocks. Why canât we go at least partway--do something?! Instead, weâre stuck up here...while sheâs, down there...â
Gandhi shrugged. âIf only we could control our e-genes like that. You know that, Newton. Know that perhaps better than any of us...â
He was right. She had been among the first, if not the first--aside from old Capa--to be a part of DOGOO. Sheâd basically grown up with them, seen Iyo as both a parental and authoritative figure, Saint-Germain chasing after her with those chalk sticks just as he did Sio whenever she skipped class...
âHeh. I guess it doesnât matter how young you start training. If your e-gene isnât good enough...thereâs nothing you can do.â
At this statement however, the manâs eyes narrowed, and he pushed her from his chest. âNot good enough? Newton, this isnât exactly the time to be berating ourselves! Our battle above ground is just as important--like Jack said--â
â--Oh stop it! Just stop it, Mahesh!â In her rage his real name slipped out, and the shock was clear in his dark eyes. âLike I told Sio when we first met, my only power is changing the gravitational field of things I step on. Thatâs it. Forget about killing a handful of them like that, let along spreading across the entire ocean--â
â--And so by that virtue you consider yourself useless? Even though youâve proven time and time again that you are just as capable in your own ways?â Rarely did Gandhi ever get so riled up, but with such a quick succession of emotional distress, even his e-gene could no longer hold everything back. âAt least you can actually attack. You think I like hearing the words âBarrier Guyâ each time I head out with that Tell? âGandhi, raise your barrier! Gandhi, defend the back! Gandhi, canât you do anything else?â HÄ bhagavÄna!â
He swore, the words just as spiteful and angry as those from the woman before him. Her sapphire eyes were wide and shiny, but she made no moves to retaliate, only both of them heaving from their outbursts. âForget it; you know what, forget I just said that. Weâre both on edge...â
â...Apologies.âÂ
âNo; Iâm sorry for taking it out on you.â Sighing, he stared out at the sinking sun, which was almost swallowed by the watery horizon now. âHeh, how sad; the two of us lamenting about this, and weâre not even the ones directly involved.â
It wasnât just about their battles to come, but something deeper. Their leader, and his beloved sniper... When Adam had first admitted (while drunk) that he liked Sio, he had warned him. That relationships in this line of work would walk that fine line between something to keep you sane, and something to drive you insane.
âIâm not saying I donât trust you, Adam. But I...these types of relationships, theyâre...â
âWalkinâ into a minefield, eh?â The silver-haired man took another shot, despite the fact that he was already quite wasted. âLike your midnight wanderinâs are any better...â
Mahesh winced, because leave it Adam to stab him directly in his weak spot. âOkay, I know Iâm not the one who should be saying such things, but a casual hookup...emotions are a messy thing, mate.â
The other man snorted. âHnn. Donât I know it...but itâs pointless for me try and fight it. I canât; I think about her all the time--I canât, stop--â
â--Then go for it. If you really feel so strongly for her, then give her your everything. At this point, youâre already better along than I am...â The Indian swirled his glass, wondering just at what point would he ever advance beyond just the casual one-night stand, or the continuous flirting.Â
â...In a sense, I actually envy him.â The blonde turned, staring at his words. âDonât get me wrong--I canât even begin to imagine just how hard this will be on him...to regain what you have lost, only to lose it again...but, the fact that they have such a deep bond...â
He didnât say the next part, but he knew Newton was thinking the same. At what point would either of them get there--whether it was with each other or eventually other people--or perhaps they just werenât meant to be the type to fall deeply in love?
Maybe it was a sort of punishment, for his looser days, or maybe in the end they just werenât meant to be. Though he and the blonde had always been a unit, and somehow unconsciously adapted the title of âcouple #2Ⲡin the Second Platoon, the thought of loving someone so much to the point of self-sacrifice...
âI wonder what itâs like; to love someone on that depth.â She whispered, still leaning against his chest. âMaybe I could have, at one point, but now...â Her heart had been effectively ripped out when she was a child, and it hadnât healed since.
âI donât know; I canât claim to have ever been in such a type of relationship.â As harsh it was to say that to her, he knew that she agreed with him. The two of them maintaining this strange, half-lovers, half-friendship type of relationship; lately the thought of perhaps asking her to enter something more exclusive with him had crossed his mind, but each time it came, the overwhelming fear and deep-seated bastion that told him, âyouâre not worthy of love.â
âHow can you still be so calm about all this.â Her words took him by surprise, despite the situation. âSio-chanâs going away--she could be gone for monthsâyearsâor evenââÂ
He cut her off with a single finger to her lips, silencing the blonde before she could speak the worst possible outcome. âI know. Believe me, although Gandhiâs spirit allows me to be moreâŚcomposed about this situation, Iâm still scared. Whatâs going to happen to her, to us, the entire worldâŚâ Gently he took her hands into his, noting that they were shaking just like his. âIâm scared all the time. But if I stop to think about it for even one second, Iâll just lose it; and thatâs not something we can afford right now.â
His eyes closed and Newton bit her lip. Of course he was afraid for their team. After all these years of knowing him, both in front of and behind the mask, he was just like her; a lost child still searching for approval.
âIâm sorry; I shouldâve known. Itâs justâŚthose twoâŚhow hard itâs going to be for themâŚâ
âItâs okay. At this point, my reputation practically proceeds me, so I shouldnât be surprisedâŚâ Patting her back, he handed her another tissue, which she gratefully accepted.Â
âSio-chanâŚjust imagining her down there, all aloneâŚâ
âSheâll come back. She has never let us down, after all. Ever since we first met her back in TaiwanâŚwhen she gets that certain look on her face, you canât help but trust her.â
The sun had faded now below the horizon, only faint traces of pink and yellow mingling with the dark blues. Small chatter from the shipâs crew were filling the rest of the hall, and reluctantly the blonde parted from his embrace, not wanting to create an awkward moment.
âWeâŚshould probably go eat now.â Her words sounded hollow though, especially since she knew for a fact that neither Sio nor Adam would be showing their faces for the rest of the evening, not when they had so precious little time left together.
âYeahâŚno, actually, I want to take a page from their book.âThe indian stopped in his tracks and Newton turned around in confusion. âIf the rest of the platoonâs not going to be thereâŚwhy should we? Whoâs to say we canât just spend a quiet night in our room, as well?â
They didnât have the luxury of upgrading to a suite as the other two had, but it didnât matter. His room or hers, what mattered was that they werenât all alone, in this time when it felt like everything could shatter at any minute.
Blue eyes turned up in a small smile, and she wiped her tears.. âHahâŚsure, IâdâŚIâd like that. I guess Iâll just grab something and then come backâŚâ
âWonderful. Iâll see you in my room, then.â
Maybe one day he would summon up the courage, or whatever crazy strength that had allowed Adam to confess and allow himself to be wrapped up in this strange, glorious notion of love. But for now, this would have to do: this strange, precarious balance between friends and lovers, comrades and acquaintances.
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