#luckyfae

     Round hands were pressed on the counter as the robot stood on his very tip-toes, his auditory system filled up with the constant NOISES coming from the crowd outside the small workshop.  He normally didn't have to travel to ANOTHER SIDE OF THE GALAXY if he wanted to get his gadgets repaired, less to an area as shady as the one he was visiting, but owning some old and second-handed tools often had its fair share of drawbacks (although it also was CHEAPER).

Minutes later, with WARYNESS in his eyes, Doraemon stepped out of the shop, his right hand motioning out of his 4D Pocket while the other closed the door behind him.  As much as he knew, that asteroid was a hot spot for bounty hunters, but also CRIMINALS, so it wasn't the safest place for a babysitting robot to be around for too long -- .

❝ Oh- !! ❞

“ ..I didn’t think you’d be here.. “ alcohol wafts outward of breath but one is without another bottle & it shows by his presence within a liquor shop. although a thought never crossed where he would meet her again , if anything it would become a heavy nuisance if cover is blown — but he plays the part of a jester once more & spouts words in terms of amity. “ faye , right? “

His eyes drifted to the ground before he gave a small nod, exhaling.

     another night was being spent in the dreamscape of a lost lamb that roman had grown fond of, as they do with most humans. she was confused despite her aloof appearance and roman simply wanted to guide her as if they were her shepherd ( IF ONLY ) . they simply wanted to save this child from her suffering that their Creator had left upon her. if they had the will they’d bless her but she’d be cursed with a death that comes with such affection, as every human has. roman must fix without heavenly blessings instead foretold whispers are replacements. these sentiments were enough for from to continuously do nightly visits of guidance. this was one of them.

    they drift and drift until they reach her. she’s somewhere far within her subconscious which has too much fog and darkness circled around them. they offer a brilliance of light simply by being with her, it gives sight to a place of nostalgia- of what earth once was. their tired hands moved and gesture toward the forgotten world turned to ruin.

        ‘ do you recall this place, child ? ’

•|| INTERVIEW WITH A MUN. • (Accepting.)

➒ • Got any memorable threads on here? Care to mention a few?

HAMU(N).  On this Blog??  Well, it’s a month old so I haven’t been able to do any events of “significance” yet, less threads outside of “getting to know the other Muse”.

A l t h o u g h  there’s this one thread I’m doing with @robocatandboy rn that I’m enjoying a real lot, and also this one I’m having with @devilslcg​ because of how funny it’s getting -- and my thread with @presentiimeboy is getting out of hand which is great!!