Job leans back at the curb outside his motel room, back against the wall and legs outstretched on the pavement and crossed at the ankles. He enjoys a smoke as he watches the sun set behind Faith’s seat, one arm bent behind his head, the other holding his old smartphone to his ear as he listens for the dial tone. It’s been a couple of months since he’s heard anything from Théo at all or -- more likely -- that Théo’s heard anything from him. His brother is not exactly the kind to initiate texts or, God forbid, phonecalls -- probably because he thinks he has nothing of substance to say and wouldn’t want to be a bother (especially if Nat’s home, probably pestering him about Job’s whereabouts) -- and Job, well... he’s been busy, kind of. He promised himself, after the breakup, that he would make more of an effort to call Théo more often -- but circumstances don’t always allow for that to happen and, though Job is not looking to make excuses for himself -- this isn’t quite the time for wallowing in self-deprecation either. He’s calling now -- better late than never.

“Heeey, Thay!” He grins when he hears his brother growling a hoarse sound into the mouthpiece, quite possibly meant to be some sort of greeting. “How goes it, man? I fuckin’ missed you too fuckin' much.”

rem remembers Mother. she remembers, from a very young age, hearing Mother in the labs, talking to her and coaxing her out of her room. they thought she was sleepwalking, but rem was clever and nearly got to Mother several times before something always intervened. as she got older, Mother didn't speak to her as much and it seemed as though she could have possibly made it all up, yet after the geostigma, Mother began talking to her more frequently. she's never told anyone about their conversations, about how rem frequently has the urge to bring the general back, just to make Mother proud.

most of the other employees are very unsettled by rem's appearance. they're terrified of how similar she looks to sephiroth, how vicious her battles are and how unstable they seem to view her. someone let it slip that the greenhorns are terrified of her eyes, how they can be red one day and mako-blue the next, which only goaded rem to control the shape of her pupils, letting them quiver and narrow into slits around the newbies. outside of the turks, most of the other shinra employees are just off-put by rem's whole demeanor, though the turks will say her loyalty is the most dangerous thing about her.

Théo: :|

so uh... i cooked dinner? to say thanks i mean for fixing my bike n scoring me that gig at the site n all that

To: Théo Laurent // 06:04 PM

but uh... here’s the deal i can’t really host? where i live? it’s too small

To: Théo Laurent // 06:06 PM

this is dumb but is it ok if i just bring it over to yours? wash after myself too. promise you won’t even know i was ever there

32. How does your character react to stress situations? Defensively? Aggressively? Evasively?My older character’s life motto was ‘distance will fix this’ and though it was meant mostly as a joke, because he used to run away from everything, it also totally wasn’t, and this seems to ring true for Job too. Trouble? Better get on his bike and leave immediately! The way he sees it, it’s the only thing he’s capable of. Other than being passionately positive and non-confrontational in his nature just because, you know, he’s Job — it’s been drilled into him from a young age, courtesy of David.

39. What do they like to ridicule? What do they find stupid?Can you picture Job ridiculing anything? Even if he doesn’t agree with something or has a hard time taking it seriously, he doesn’t have that kind of cruelty in him. Speaking of confrontation and violence, though, if Job can find anything pointless, useless or ‘stupid’, it might very well be those subjects. It’s not that he thinks they’re stupid or that he’s unimpressed by them, though, so much as he thinks there can always be another way. He can’t fault people who partake in either simply because sometimes it’s unavoidable and simply because people are people and expecting anybody to be perfect is both unrealistic and unfair; but at the same time he wishes people could see beyond the negative and focus on the positive.

48. How are your character’s gestures? Vigorous? Weak? Controlled? Compulsive? Energetic? Sluggish?Compulsive and clumsy, I think, would be the best words to describe Job’s body language. I say he’s an awkward giant who isn’t aware of his being an awkward giant because that’s the only way I can explain it; it’s like he both isn’t used to being his height and doesn’t want to draw attention to himself, so his gestures end up being a mixture of someone too tall trying to shrink themselves, and someone whose gestures are too broad and energetic because they aren’t aware of their own size. Like, he’ll accidentally knock stuff down or he’ll bump his forehead into a door frame because he won’t realize he’s too tall to fit; but at the same time he’ll stand with his shoulders hunched and his knees bent just a bit to try to make himself seem shorter. And he’s totally unaware that he’s doing either of those things, 100% convinced he just looks and walks and talks like a normal guy.

      He doesn’t rise from Faith’s seat; knows his brother would recognize the sound of her engine anywhere, blindfolded and his hands tied behind his back. Instead, Job waits, idly sucking on a Pall Mall and watching for Théo’s upside-down triangle figure in his grease-stained coveralls to emerge from the garage’s open doors. It only takes a few minutes and, when he does step outside, Job greets him with a small and crooked smile, the pressing of his lips around the filter of the cigarette making it point upwards.

      “I uh, found somethin’. For us. Uh, to do.” He keeps pausing, not wanting to spoil the surprise, but also not wanting to worry Théo, which he knows would happen if he were to keep things too big a mystery. “Your truck got a hook for towin’ on the back, right? You got the cable for that?”

😉 What are my muse’s fetishes/kinks?

Body worship. HANDS DOWN. Also quite fond of orgasm denial and wax play. But the biggest thing is body worship. It’s a VERY GOOD WAY to ensure she favours you.

🍬 Is my muse a sub, dom, or switch?

Monster