Am I Allowed To Give The Count A Nickname? I Want To Call Him Luci Or LuLu.

* interview the muse

‘ do you miss anyone? ’

‘ how are you doing? ’

‘ do you believe in ghosts? ’

‘ what makes you laugh? ’ 

‘ list your top three bands or singers. ’ 

‘ how many blankets do you sleep with? ’

‘ does your name hold any special meaning to you? ’

‘ gum, cake, pie or ice cream? ’

‘ favorite book? ’

‘ are you a good person? ’

‘ describe love. ’

‘ have you ever taken part in an uprising? ‘

‘ favorite song? ’

‘ name a guilty pleasure. ’

‘ the most embarrassing thing that’s happened to you today? ’

‘ tell me one truth and one lie. ’

‘ do you like people? ’

‘ what motivates you? ’

‘ describe the perfect weekend. ’

‘ any pet peeves? ’

‘ do you need a hug? ’

‘ would you like to have kids? ’

‘ do you have any tattoos? ’

‘ classical, oldies, punk, hip hop or country? ’

‘ when was the last time you cried? ’

‘ are you religious? ’

He gladly took the bread and slowly nibbled on it. Wouldn't do him any good to get sick all over someone he just met. And a pretty someone too. 

"Thanks," he said, nodding his head. "I agree with you on the stuffy part. I'm sure you'd like the people in it though." He couldn't help but think of Portia, he smiled fondly before shaking his head slightly. 

"This city has a lot to offer, full of people from all over. It can get overwhelming, so having someone who knows the city helps." He says, smirking slightly. 

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“Lost count after 9? After this one I should stop. This place loves me, I practically spend all my money here.” Julian chuckled. 

“Ah, I heard he was coming. Nadia had been rather… ruffled lately, making sure everything is perfect. Of course you can’t tell unless you know her well. She always seems so calm. Asra was supposed to be there today, if he’s in a good mood maybe he’ll spill the details.” Julian said. He shook his head at the thought, Asra was probably dying inside right about now. He felt a sudden wave of dizziness and gripped the table. Right, no more ale.

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“I usually don’t go past nine.” Ellyon chuckled. She noticed his behavior and took the mug from his hand. “I think that’s enough and I say that as someone who’s concerned for you well being.” She got up and was stable enough to order a few pieces of bread from the bar and came back to the table. 

“Eat. You’ll feel better.” She handed him a piece and took one of her own. If he didn’t eat something soon he’d be throwing up and passing out in a matter of moments. “I didn’t spend too much time in the palace. Too stuffy for me. Vesuvia is quite an interesting city.” She said as she finished her piece of bread.

I guess you could call it something similar to the ways you communicate through the water, but through this thing called the internet. - 4th Wall Demolisher Anon

That's very peculiar. Internet. A game you said? How is is played? Am I perceived as a good person?

Julian watched, stunned as a man transformed into a wolf. A man. Into a wolf. One of the weirder things he’s seen to tell you the truth. He only heard of these types of people in myth, but now, to see one in person. It was shocking, to say the least. He stayed crouched as he watched the other wolves and the one that protected him face each other. Thankfully the others left. Julian’s heart pounded as he looked at the form in front of himself. He blinked a few times to make sure he wasn’t imagining it. Maybe he was dreaming? Or hallucinating, maybe his food got spiked. No, this was definitely real. A werewolf just protected him. He slowly stood up on shaky legs. “Well, that was a very cool trick. Can, well, can you turn back?” Julian asks, already taking a step back just in case he had to run.

closed - Wolf’s woods.

Vincent was hunting. Keeping to himself as usual. Barely on the edge of the woods as he chased a rabbit that far. He was just barely far enough to hear it. The sound of the ferals. Something was wrong. They were howling and Vincent could hear their hearts racing. They were hunting something as well. That didn’t bode well. 

Vincent tied the rabbit off to his belt and took off in the direction of the sound. Finding the source of the other wolves delight. Some poor soul seemed to have found himself in their territory. He ran into the clearing and yelled to the man as he dropped his bow and arrows, “Get down!” As he saw one of the ferals emerging from the tree line.

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Oh Lucio, that sounds like a plan~

Very well. Shall we go on a picnic? I'll have the servants make whatever you wish.

Julian stiffened slightly before relaxing.

"My hair does whatever it wants honestly. I can never get it under control." He sighs and relaxes into the chair. The room is slightly dark but the few candles light up the room.

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Julian smiled and sat beside her, keeping her hand in his.

“I talk to the locals, help them out if I can. Going to the palace can be fun, though I’m sure Nadia is tired of me. Sometimes Asra will visit, other times I go to see Portia. We play cards, and I normally let her win.” Julian says, waving around his free hand excitedly.

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Ellyon smiled, “That sounds like fun.” She leaned her head against the chair, calming down a little. She noticed a loose strand of his hair and reached over to brush it back. She blushed at her action and smiled a little. “You had some hair in your face…I mean more so than normal. Not that it’s a bad thing.” She blushed more and met his eyes.

Julian smiled and gladly took the seat. He watched as she downed the drink, she was his kind of person.

"Julian, it's a pleasure. What brings you to this... lovely establishment?" He asks, leaning back in his chair. His shirt was already half off, he was sure that if he kept drinking he wouldn't be wearing it for much longer. It was hot in the tavern anyway with so many bodies.

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Julian stumbled through the crowded tavern, patting a few backs and laughing with the others. He had perhaps had one too many mugs, but he hadn’t danced on top of any tables yet, so he considered that a good sign. One more he told himself, strolling over to the bar before knocking into a table. 

“Sorry ma'am didn’t see your table,” Julian smirks. He goes to lean against the table but misses and fumbles until he rights himself, a dark blush covering his cheeks.

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Ellyon’s green eyes met his. She smiled a little more at the blush on his cheeks. “It’s alright. Maybe…Maybe you should sit down.” The knight stood up and helped him sit at the booth. She normally liked to keep to herself but he looked like he needed some help. 

She sat back down across from him and Barth came over with another mug of ale for her. She thanked him and met Julian’s gaze. “I’m Ellyon. You?” She asked as she down her seventh drink. She had quite the tolerance however, the ninth drink was where she would stop.

Julian took out his key and unlocked the door. He too looked up, and frowned. He liked rain, but he didn't particularly want to walk around all day in it.

"We can wait it out here if you'd like? It isn't big, but it should do." Julian says, stepping in and moving to the side to allow her in.

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“It is. This way.” He says, placing his hand on her lower back and guiding her. He steps around people and smiles at others. The city is always lively, it’s something he really loves about it.

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Ellyon nodded and followed him. It wasn’t too long before they reached his place. She stood outside his home and waited for him to allow her inside. While she waited she looked up at the sky. She noticed the dark clouds rolling in. “Looks like it’s going to rain.” She said.

Julian flopped onto the pillows and made himself comfortable. "Surprise me." Julian says looking up with a smirk. He felt the soft blanket and pillows, and if he was a cat, he would purr.

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After Asra left and Maison told the Countess fortune he sat down to process all of it. The countess did say that he was special somehow ? Yet the apprentice wasn’t sure about that. Maybe he was only special because he was Asra’s apprentice ? He shook those thoughts when his small feathered friend landed on one of his shoulders and started to chirp. The mage chuckled and understood he shouldn’t dwell on such things. So he moved to check that the front door was closed and then proceeded to get some sweet treats for himself and some nectar for his hummingbird. He hummed softly as he moved with the other to the room filled with herbs and other magical items

Is Muriel okay to answer questions? If he doesn’t want to, that’s okay! I don’t want to pressure him...

I... Can answer.