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HARD-TO-FIND HURT / COMFORT SENTENCE STARTERS.

Holding a hand to his head, Sage had his eyes closed, as opening them in the current lighting made him feel light-headed all over again. But no, he couldn't remember what had just happened to get him here, not at all. He could feel a wet, warmth coating his hand, however. Whatever had happened, he could guess easily that he was attacked "Not really...no." The mutant finally says, wincing a bit as he dared to open his eyes, just a little, to see who he was talking to at least. Quickly closing his eyes again however he dropped his head a bit "What time is it?"

Send 🎃 for our muses to celebrate Halloween together!

While Sage wasn't the most familiar with all the practices on this day, he had memories of going out and getting candy. Which was easier when he was younger. Plus made it easier to survive on the streets during this time of year, since he and Elliot would dress up and go trick or treating, still, even after their parents were gone. Sage however hadn't grown into someone who practiced it much more than just that, and that was more a necessity to him. Actually having a place to live where he could decorate, or even celebrate this or any other holiday was entirely new to him "Oh. So you're saying there's no such thing as a Halloween Tree?" He muttered then shook his head "I must have made it up, then...or have it confused with Christmas." Still, he liked his Halloween Tree, he made it all by himself, and hung another pumpkin ornament on one of the dead tree limbs.

Hallomeme! 👽 - our muses watching the stars for UFOs

He didn't really like night time. But he did enjoy camping, so this wasn't too bad. When the other asked him to go looking for UFO's he thought it was a little bit silly. But, Sage couldn't help himself. If there were such a thing as aliens, out there, in space. Then he would have really liked to see one. It wasn't possible for them to be the only one's like them, out there in the universe, correct? Their planet couldn't not possibly be that special, it was statistically impossible. But, that was a thought train for another time, for the most part. Right now, he just needed to find proof of one "Is that one?" He pointed out toward a flickering star -or, well, satellite, more than likely. But he hoped not.

Star Trek: Into Darkness {Sentence Starters}

With heavy breaths, Sage stared over the burned out hollow hole reaching out in front of him. He was frustrated, mostly with how his life had turned out this far. With his twin sister constantly adding to that stress any chance she got. His jaw clenched as he heard the comment. Slowly turning his head, he narrowed his gaze on the other before straightening himself up. When he got super upset, he had lost control over his powers. He had never really been able to control them overall. Sage let out a breath “Probably would be a good idea for you, then.” He commented sharply. Clenching his right hand into a fist as he dissipated any remaining anger in him, the bones in his hand cracked together “Anyway, why are you here?”

* 𝙳𝙸𝚂𝙽𝙴𝚈 𝙻𝚈𝚁𝙸𝙲𝚂 𝚁𝙿 𝙼𝙴𝙼𝙴.

Sage looked at Link, confused when the other started to sing at him “ Is that how you sleep at night? That song from Aladdin?” He asked the cat demon who wanted to eat his soul “ Well you’re going to have to find a meal somewhere else.” Sage smacked Link with a broom then “ Get, GET! Damn cat! GET! Find a soul somewhere else.” Sage says, still batting the broom at the other.

Send Me A Symbol For A (Angst) Starter! 

Send me “↗” for my muse to find yours having a nightmare. 

Staring down at the other, Sage makes a face as he watched her body twitch and mumble about whatever nightmarish thing must have been happening in her head. He couldn’t relate. Reaching out he poked her in the arm “ Hey. You’re being loud. Knock it off.”  Standing quietly then he waited a few moments before letting out a sigh “What the hell are you even saying? What? Lincoln who? …What’s a Coulson?” Sage glances up, trying to make any sense of the puzzling barely audible jumble of words he was hearing “ When did a space ship explode? –What the fuck are you talking about… HEY!” He shoved her “ Wake up! You are having the most fucked up nightmare, were you aware of that?”

QUOTE STARTERS : IV      ANNA AKHMATOVA 

“ Oh fuck! You know what… That’s helpful. So helpful. You are so. fucking! helpful!” Sage snapped,  flames, or at least an image of flames, do to how hot he was suddenly burning, had appeared along his shoulders. His hair sparking as it started to float. Heat radiating from his body “ You know what!  Why even be say anything at all?!  If all you are going to do is WASTE MY TIME, on filler words!” Sage inhaled sharply then before catching himself. His hands moving to his head, pressing them onto his hair he flattened his hair down and closed his eyes. After a few moments the heat and waves coming off of him started to mellow out “ Okay…So… I lost my temper. That’s fine. I’m okay now.” Moving his hands from his head he held them out a little “ So..–” He cleared his throat “ Let’s, both of us, figure this out.”

SEND MAKE ME FEEL

my muse got caught in an accident and yours had to witness it

“Alright, Elliot, jeez, stop yelling at me already, I am getting it!” Sage hissed as he stood at the corner waiting for the light to turn and let him walk across.  Sage hadn’t been paying attention to much else as he glanced to the sky then back to the light periodically. Traffic had been bad that day, when wasn’t it… He hadn’t even spared a glance at anyone else at the corner who may have also been waiting as he was, or just waiting on the bus to arrive. 

Turning away then he sighed and pinched the bridge of his nose “ Well why didn’t you think to get that when you left the hospital yesterday. –Me? I was out getting some cash, don’t point the fault on me. You always do that!–Oh shut up- Seriously, you are the worst sister. I hate that I had to ever share the womb with you. You’ve not stopped kicking me since.” Sage muttered into the phone before hanging up and dropping his head down as he fumed to himself. 

It was in those few brief moments that a car chase that had broken out about thirty minutes away from there had quickly made it’s way to the very road Sage and the others had been standing on. One car in particular, right next to Sage had been slammed into with such force by the speeding one that it had been forced up onto the sidewalk and scrapped along the cement before toppling over onto it’s side. Not only was that car hit but so had several other cars been smashed into and forced back or crushed in some way. Sage of course had tried to get out of the way but the car ended up rolling onto his foot, trapping him as several blades of metal and glass and whatever else was ripped and thrown from cars in the moments of the crash.