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Being micromanaged can be frustrating and demoralizing. It can also make it difficult to do your job well. If you are being micromanaged, there are a few things you can do to overcome it: Identify the micromanager’s triggers What are the specific things that seem to set them off? Once you know what their triggers are, you can start to avoid them or develop strategies for dealing with them. Set…

     Except for everything, she had wanted to say.

     The woes of her homeworld followed her to the First and followed her here as well. What was happening back there, and were they managing without her? They resolved so many of their issues through her, she couldn’t help but be concerned if they could continue now that she was gone. They weren’t useless of course, but...

     At least with her time on the first, she could ask if there were any developments. Here she was left to wonder and let her thoughts carry her away.

     “…Me?”

     Soraya was rather positive that someone else deserved to hear those words, and not herself… She took a long look around to find no one else that could have been the target, however. Taking compliments was never easy for her, and she had to hold herself back from denying it.

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Moss - how easily does your muse adapt to any new situations they’re thrust into?

     Extremely. It’s her job to be ready for anything, from doing favors to slaying gods. That takes some rather serious adaptability.

Cool Grey - if your muse could ensure one thing for certain in their future to come, what would it be?

     There is so much she wants to be able to ensure but to boil it down simply... The safety of each star, but she is quite sure she is not capable of that much. Despite being the ‘hero of heroes’, she is still one woman with only so much she can do.

     Oh, how she wishes to keep everyone safe. Peace is a faraway dream though, and she is unsure she will acquire such a thing in her mortal life.

Peacock Blue - is your muse honest? what sorts of lies do they tell, if not?

     The answer depends on your definition of honesty. If you were to ask the woman in question, she would say and genuinely believe she is the honest sort. The truth is that she’s lying to everyone, even herself.

     Oh, how well she already knew that. The sting was still undeniable. Even now, she wondered what Hydaelyn wished of her, and why Soraya couldn’t hear her voice. It had been so long since she heard from her Goddess... assuming she could even call her that anymore.

     “Your words hold no weight if you will not say them to my face.” 

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Tea Orange - what is something that your muse is fascinated with?

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Lapis Lazuli -  does your muse prefer the idea of exploring the depths of the oceans, or the boundless expanses of space more?

     Exploring the idea has already passed since you could say Soraya has already done both of these. From swimming beneath the oceans and lakes of Doma and scouring the floors of the Tempest to floating through Hydalyns domain to exploring a star not her own.

     New experiences are what she lives for, so if she had to choose, the boundless expanses of space prove far more interesting. For what could be out there on those other stars? One already proved to be so different from her own, and lead to a whole new adventure. 

Olive - is your muse prone to feeling envious of others? if yes, what is it that they typically feel envious over?

     Soraya is not particularly the envious type, but she has her moments. Who doesn’t? If you asked her, and if she was willing to answer honestly, one thing she has been jealous of was her name. How she wished people wouldn’t just call her by her name. Luckily here, near no one knows her as the Warrior of Light. Just Soraya Minora.

Mallow - what sorts of things might remind your muse of those close to them? any scents, objects, sounds?

     Where does she even begin? There are so many little things that remind her of her fellow scions. Books would be an obvious one. So many of them liked to read. Perhaps not Thancred, but the rest of them to some degree.  It didn’t take much for her to think of them though. Seeing a group of friends, wandering down a beaten dirt path, even just a drink at the bar.