#shadowdreamt

eileen vc: what are you doing all the way over there, you fool?

Cav: *sweats profusely*

jaffar vc: … is it?

The scanner unit looks over at what he called a ‘doggo’. From the looks of it, it was a.. Boar. Well, at least it wasn’t something too dangerous.

“you’re awake!” ingrid says, her eyes lighting up as she walks into the infirmary. with helbindi, it had been very touch and go in the beginning, but luckily, they had found him just in time to save his life. 

Cyrus wandered down the rows of bookshelves, enjoying his time perusing through books and tomes of every colour and size. Golden sunlight poured through the grand windows, setting the drifting dust in the air afire and gilding the polished dark wood of the shelves. The warm touch of the sun’s rays filled the air with the smell of leather and old parchment and a thousand things to be learnt. Oh, how that smell made him feel at home.

The library was especially quiet today, and not a soul joined him in this particular section. He enjoyed the peaceful solidarity, eyes drifting over the spines of hundreds of texts. Some he recalled reading before, picking out a few to refresh his memory of their contents. Others he had yet to read, scanning over their blurbs and the first few pages, deciding whether to add them to his mental list to investigate later, whenever he felt so inclined.

He was looking for no one thing in particular - looking to pass the time more than anything. And so, he found himself in the arcane section, looking for any sort of magic tome to catch his eye.

Eventually, one did. Stowed away at the very end of one of the shelves, bound in dark black leather and decorated in white silver, it sat obscured in shadow. Curious, Cyrus carefully pulled it from the shelf. The cover bore no title. Not even an author. The silver patterning was masterfully intricate, beautifully framing a rather somber looking face on its front. He ran his fingers over the metalwork, shimmering with an almost unearthly quality. Intrigued, he gently opened the cover to reveal pure white pages. Flicking through, though written in a tongue he could make little sense of, it was clear that it detailed the use of magics the likes of which he’d never seen before. And of a rather dark sort, it seemed.

meme

     “’Kaaaay,” The word is drawn out and there’s a drop of Linus’ hand, fingers curling around a piece of glass he’d been messing with. Truthfully, he hadn’t meant to direct the light into Jaffar’s face– he’d only wanted to where exactly he could get the light to project from the piece of glass. Pretty far seemed to be the answer so far.

     “...” There’s silence from the hero as he keeps his gaze focused on the assassin, staring at him for a moment. He shouldn’t, he really shouldn’t! But Linus can’t help himself shifting slightly, hoping that he can block what he was about to do with his broad shoulders as he attempts to position the glass with the sun again. And direct it at the assassin once more.

Multi-muse questions (accepting!)

8. Which muse would try to befriend the others?

Absolutely Heysel and Ash, the friend-seeking machines. And likely Hope too :V

10. Which muse would be the mom friend? Dad friend?

Hmm... for dad friend Cav, Libra or Frederick? Sully is 112% the mum friend

But listen, if you don’t think Cyrus would make intentionally bad dad jokes you’re wrong

18. Which two muses would immediately fight each other if theymet?

Well if she doesn’t swoon over them first the hunter would probably try to pick a fight with Sully, Flavia or H’aanit. Any of them in turn wouldn’t like her attitude and fight back to put her back in her place, cocky bitch

Add cyrus you coward