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The Lady

Cracked Crystal Vial: What is your muse’s favorite perfume or scent? 

If my Muse writes to a secret admirer he would simply refer to himself what his Nurses refer to him as, "The Good Doctor". It's catchy, and it's something he himself both believes in and is trying to prove to himself everyday. He would also be sending one of his Nurses to deliver this supposed admired individual. Which may or may not back fire the whole point of the letter. For the Cracked Crystal: His favorite scent is coffee, and the ocean. Coffee because it is his life blood even in death. Mocha specifically, since he loves chocolate as well. The Darker the better. The ocean also reminds him of his youth.

Moodboard prompts

(Accepting!)

Rain and storms symbolize both destruction and renewal. Gin is in a constant state of both. She is a wild force, beautiful and terrible to behold. Those that try to tame her often find themselves lost at sea in a hurricane, or in the never-ending fog of an ancient forest; shrouded in mystery and unable to find their way back.

But to those that do not try and tame her, that allow her to be wild and free, they will find the calmness that comes at the end of the storm. When it's still raining, but the sun has begun to peek its head out. Dark clouds still rolling along in the background, illuminated by the light.

How did it go her first time? Does she have good memories of it or not? And if she could change it something, what would it be?

Sinday asks

(Accepting!)

"It wus...clumsy. Two awkward teenagers gropin' blindly at each other an' tryna figure out wot goes where." Gin rolled her eyes, placing the joint between her lips, flames dancing at the end of it as she inhaled. "Wus 'round...fifteen or sixteen. 'E wus maybe a year or two older'n me. Sweet kid, we though' we were in love - as many teenagers do. Dunno 'f 'e ever made it outta Gilneas or no'." A frown crossed her face.

"As fer wot ah would change? Location. We, uh...we were in th'Cathedral in Gilneas City." A hand ran down her face, letting out an exasperated sigh. "Slipped in durin' a sudden rainstorm t'stay dry an' found ourselves alone. Again: awkward."

OC Armour and Clothing Questions.

(Accepting!)

Other than armor, Gin seems to be allergic to wearing a full shirt. They're often cut to be open on the sides, or what most would deem to be "too low" in the front. More than once she's been told to put a damn shirt on by those closest to her.

Of course, she doesn't listen to them. Aren and Aldai have both said similar things to her, and this has only resulted in Gin seeing how much she can get away with. Because she's a little shit.

How does Gin behave if she wants to seduce someone?

Sinful or Sweet Sunday

(Accepting every Sunday!)

Gin adjusts her flirting techniques depending on what the individual is responding best to.

She is every bit the cocky mercenary, very sure of herself, and holds herself as such. But she will play the part of "simpering damsel" to an extent - if that's what the target of her affections is responding best to. Light touches, laughing at all their jokes, "accidentally" showing a little more skin, "accidentally" pressing against them as she leans over the bar to order another drink.

They like a challenge? Enter the brat that is Gin. Touches become a little more deliberate, but she pretends nothing happened. Leaning close enough that her breath is felt along their skin but never allowing her lips to meet their skin. Teasing them to the point that they want to pull her into the nearest semi-private area, she'll even stop flirting with them just to flirt with someone else in order to make them jealous.

Of course, some prefer something a little more in charge. Compliments - genuine compliments - flow from her lips like honey. Soft, lingering touches as she brushes their hair out of their face, staring at their lips a little too long.

One thing Gin is good at is figuring out the weakest point of her target and exploiting it...in almost any situation.

oc asks that reveal more than you think

(Accepting!)

“Truthful” Thursday - Truths and a Lie Edition

(Accepting! Feel free to guess the one truth if you'd like!)

Gin and Tess Greymane had a thing while Gin was working at the Manor.

Gin has no feeling in her right pinky due to a sadistic, elven medic attempting to flay the skin off her arm.

Gin isn't actually a worgen, but she's in too deep, so now she can't back out of the lie.

Gin actually is nobility, but renounced her title.

Gin remembered to eat today.