#gotmemonologuing

Biting down a laugh, the platinum haired woman turned in her chair and leaned back to look up at him for a long moment before she arched an eyebrow at him and leaned forward.

Send me "♥" to see how my muse reacts when your muse suddenly kisses them.

Eyes pinched shut, his lips crashed down on hers, drawing emerald hues wide beneath her platinum fringe; whatever cartoon they'd turned on playing in the background. It was strange; strange that he'd pick now to kiss her and even that he would kiss her at all. But strange as it was, it didn't stop her from returning it, taking his face into her hands; fingers that spelled doom for others beneath her will now tracing his skin with a benign gentility that very rarely had been genuine in her life.

Platinum locks were brushed over her ear before she leaned on her elbow and stared out the window with a distant smile on her lips.

“Before it all started, before the ball really got rolling on his revenge plot…I’ll never forget the very first time I really saw Bu– Syndrome get emotional. He’d mentioned that he hated the month of October, how his mother’s passing had all but ruined his birthday. He went on for days complaining about it intermittently between bitching about how every kid in the country would be dressed as supers for Halloween.” Her smile widened slightly and she gave off a sound that was not quite a laugh.

“I got a cake and all of the junk food he could have wanted, I even managed to persuade a steak dinner out of one of the restaurants near our motel. We hauled up for five days, from two days before his eighteenth birthday until the morning of November first. Watched tv, played games, just acted like the stupid teenagers we should have been…” Her smile fell then and her gaze drifted from the window to her fingers.

She really hoped her outfit looked nice. She knew that it wasn’t as fancy as some other Supers’, but she’d bought the yellow sunflower dress from the mall, the tights from Target, and had fashioned a yellow mask from a Halloween Store. She put the mask on before entering the building, making sure nobody could see her put it on from she spot on the (thankfully) empty street. She smiled, then took a deep breath.  Elsa had also fixed it up, reluctantly, with her fancy ice powers that somehow fixed up fabrics. So all in all, Anna decided she looked rather nice! Her hair in her signature braids, she strolled into the NSA building, after asking her phone for directions twice. 

They better not ask for a super hero name, because I’m still having trouble with it, She thought to herself, biting her lip but walking up to the front desk, or what she assumed was the front desk. 

send me a ✄ for my character’s reaction to yours walking in on them in the middle of killing someone.

"E-easy now, don’t do anything-" His voice died in a gurgle of blood and saliva. And so did the speaker, when Nala drove her spear into his guts, twisting it.  

It was self defense. He attacked her from behind, she drove a spear through his abdomen. 

Pros:

Well, you did mention hair pulling...

Yes, fighting for dominance would be rather fun

I like a challenge

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