TO: All Contacts FROM: Vergil Redgrave

♠: What’s one thing you dislike about your Muse? 

How mean he is to Kageyama!! ; ~ ; The poor guy was so starry-eyed when they were in middle school and a part of me feels like Oikawa totally ruined him for the rest of his life for being so unnecessarily mean to and jealous of him. I think the teasing is fine sometimes, but deep down I know that his teasing is really just a euphemism for the deep hatred he holds against his kouhai … ; ; ;

♣: One thing you love about your Muse. 

☻  - What do you find easiest about playing your muse?

      His dialogue! It (surprisingly?) comes pretty quickly to me. He’s one of those kids who says mean things but in a friendly tone, and it’s just totally jarring and I love that. >:-) Rarely do I pick up the ‘asshole’ types of characters, but I feel Oikawa has a substantial amount of background information that I can rationalize his behavior.

☆ - What made you start playing your muse?

Some time has passed upon his arrival at the Hive. In real time, approximately one week. After his momentary reunion with Serah, they’ve been meeting on and off since then, doing the usual and venturing off into the unknown abyss. Arriving back to the normal sector, there was a peculiar lean individual that wore nothing but white, white and more white. 

            It wasn’t too hard to recognize the Director’s uniform, as oddly flashy as it was. Reassurance overwhelmed the seeress as she called out to him and, once he’d turned around, she had snatched his own hands up into her own. "Hope! It’s really you!” It took a few seconds for her, however, to look down at her hands intertwined in his own to realize how silly she must have been to jump him. In fact, hadn’t this same pose been initiated by him before, when she and Noel had first met him in the Yaschas Massif? The familiarity was uncanny.

          “Oh! Sorry about that,” she said, ducking her head down and releasing the other’s hands from her grip. “It’s just, well. I’m glad to see a familiar face." Much too nervous to face him headfirst, Serah quickly swiveled around, deciding to gaze up at the skyscrapers that towered over them. “This place, though. Doesn’t it remind you of Academia? Maybe it won’t be too hard for us to readju--?”