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He’d made good on his promise to check in on Lucy periodically, sometimes texting and other times via call just because he wanted to hear her voice. With not much else to do until their appointed date time, Loke, trying to take his mind off the growing anxiety festering in his heart, busied himself with going through his closet. The August nights were very warm lately so it was better to ditch the fur trimmed coat he’d been planning on. 

Even though he decided on something more casual and comfortable the way Lucy seemed to check him out whenever he was in his suit wasn’t lost on him. He decided on a white dress shirt, though with a few buttons undone and the sleeves rolled up a bit as well as black slacks. It probably wasn’t too far a cry from what he normally wore but at least it was much comfortable than his suit. He reached for his signature blue sunglasses from off the nightstand and then paused, remembering the way Lucy had tilted them up so she could see his eyes. Loke left the room, leaving the sunglasses behind. 

The blonde seated before her sat there in a daze. This was generally what happened when most entered Echidona’s Citadel of Dreams. In some cases she had them walk to her, but in other cases made it so that they were already seated at her tea table. A hot cup of tea sat in front of both of them as well as a tray full of cookies. When realization dawned on the blonde, her brown eyes widened in a comical way that made Echidona giggle. That response only made the blonde gloss her over.

In this place, only Echidona seemed out of place. This grassy, hilly plains with its blue skies and the white, ornate tea table and chairs they sat in. While the blonde wore something more modern and blended in, Echidona’s black dress contrasted greatly with her pale, white skin. In fact, that wasn’t the only oddity about the woman. When Echidona stopped giggling and looked up to meet the others gaze, her eyes were pitch black with an odd reddish tint to them, her pupils practically white slits. 

“I believe this is the first time I’ve had a King join me here.. Or perhaps it would be more apropos to say a Newer King.” After all, in Echidona’s Citadel of Dreams she housed the subconsciousness of several other King’s, although they were quite old in comparison to this baby chick. 

“King’s are mysterious beings.. It’s almost as though some negate the powers of others. But that’s what makes them so utterly fascinating.” The smirk she wore turned almost joyful, her pitch black eyes almost sparkling. 

“Forgive my manners, I should introduce myself first. My name is Echidona, the Witch of Greed. Ah, but maybe it would make more sense to say that like you, I am a King. However in my time, we were not regarded as such..” Her eyes seemed to stare into the distance, as if seeking a memory from the distant past, however her smile did not lessen up. 

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🥝  :    does my muse have any  ‘  unusual  ’  habits,  interests,  and  /  or talents?  do they hide it,  or are they proud of it?  

Maruki doesn’t necessarily have anything unusual, given his field of work. During his time as a student, he was so involved in his work that it seemed like he didn’t have any interests or habits outside of his cognitive research. His level of dedicaiton might’ve seemed strange to anyone who knew him, though. In his own words, he was in love with his work.

🍇  :    how would my muse describe their childhood?  how much has it impacted the person they are now,  or will become as an adult?  around what age did they or will they start to mature,  and why?  do they wish to go back to their days as a child,  or have they embraced adulthood?  

Maruki would say that his childhood wasn’t anything extraordinary. There were no instances of abuse, nor was he incredibly privileged. However, he’s always been compassionate, ever since he was young. He would help animals in need, classmates, any random person who needed assistance. He started to mature in his later years of high school when he began to figure out what he wanted to do in his adulthood.

🚪- Your muse finds mine napping on the floor

🍓  :    how is my muse typically seen by others?  does it ring true to who they really are?  does their reputation matter to them? 

Others usually interpret him to be a loner, which is entirely true. In highschool he was seen as a mysterious transfer student. Smart, charming at times, and even brave, but no one could see the extent of these things due to how much he kept to himself. His reputation doesn’t matter to him one bit, and rumors don’t get to him as he often tunes out others by putting on his headphones on.

🍐  :    how intelligent is my muse overall?  are they smarter than the average person,  or less than?  are they primarily self-taught,  or did they acquire most of their knowledge in school?  are they more street smart or book smart?  

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