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Details of a Muse
1. What does your muse usually smell like? Do they use colognes, body sprays or perfumes? Are they clean-smelling, or dirty? Answered.
2. What are your muse’s eyes like? What shape and colour are they, how long are their eyelashes? What are the qualities of their eyebrows?
Ifa's eyes are teal i.e light greenish-blue and has diamond shape iris. There's also some orange, which is the anime effect, but I think in our world would be something of hazel eyes. He's a tired healthcare worker and carries with him the trauma of the abyssal war so there's a color of exhaustion in his eyes, a dark ring under his eyes. His resting face can give off stern or unfeeling, unapproachable, but Ifa is anything of the sort. His eyelashes are unremarkable, nothing different or unique, and his eyes brows are all unremarkable, same shade as his hair.
3. What are your muse’s hands like? What is the texture of their palms, how are their fingers shaped, do they clean or cut their nails? Answered.
4. What is your muse’s torso area like? How wide are their shoulders, how large is their chest, do they have notable abs or a tummy?
Ifa is toned and defined in his chest and torso, he's pretty athletic. He has wide shoulders and slim waist (nothing like Boothill or Kaeya level) and has the dorito shoulder to waist ratio. He's doesn't really have noticeable abs, but feeling the muscles of his tummy or chest is pretty firm and very nice. 10/10.
5. What is your muse’s nose like? Is it large, small, button-shaped, or crooked? Are their nostrils large or small?
Unremarkable, neither large, small, button-shaped or crooked. Average looking nose.
6. Does your muse have any scars? What are their qualities, how do they feel to touch, where did they come from? Are they permanent, or will they fade?
Oh yes! Ifa's has scars on both his forearms (the right glove covers it) and has a scar on his left eye. He also has a few on his back and several bite marks on his sides and forearms. All from saurians who were scared and defending themselves because they're sick, hurt, or weak. The scar on his left eye is the oldest scar and he was clawed at as a teenager from his father's qucusaur who was infected by the abyss and became outwardly aggressive and crazed. It did not recognize Ifa or even it's own rider. Ifa's father had no choice but to end his saurian's suffering.
How tall is your muse and how much do they weigh? Are they built, muscular, fat, or skinny? Do they have much control over how they appear?
He is the same heigh as Wriothesley and I'll meet anybody in the pit who wants to debate me on that lmao. Ifa is 6ft 4inches tall and weighs average for an athletic, fit 30 y.o old man who is 193cm tall. Ifa has plenty control of his appearance.
Strong arms cross over the vet's ample chest and Kaeya's words, teasing as they were, did not ease Ifa's worries. In fact, he rethinks his decision and shakes his head; as obedient and capable as Cacucu is, he's easily influenced, especially by troublemakers and Kaeya …
❝ Y'know what, lets all go together. ❞ Ifa can finish writing in these medical journals later. He throws on his long jacket and Cacucu flaps happier, laughing.
❝ No, I'm not jealous. I'm not like you, Cacucu. It's bad banners to let guests pick up errands and make 'em work. ❞ Ifa shakes his head and brings a basket with him for the groceries they'll pick up.
❝ That sounds like quite a list. Are you trying to bake something? ❞
' Ah, are you sure you want to part from your companion just to make me feel safer? You're living up to your nice reputation, Ifa. ' Despite the joke in his voice, he's flattered. Cacucu can be a terrific support fluffball. He feels very supported already!' Alright, we'll be on our way then- remind me, what do we need to bring back? Grainfruits, berries, some flour...? '
Puts a cute red bow on Cacucu's head 💙
“HAHA!” Cacucu squawks happily, fluttering his wings with joy and swaying in the air back and forth around Kaeya's head. Oh, he has to show this off in front of Ajaw
❝ Aw, thanks, bro. He really loves it. You're awesome sauce for that. ❞ Ifa offers up Kaeya a fist bump.
“Seriously bro?” Cacucu lands on Kaeya's head, fluffs up, and makes himself cozy. Yes, perfect. They can nap together.
Death by Eepy Disease.
Ifa watches how the outlander gently handles the baby saurian and he listens to how Kaeya speaks to the small Iktomisaurus with consideration and respect.
It pleasantly surprises the saurian vet and a small smile spreads across his dark features; Ifa knows an opportunity when he sees one.
The Tlalocan moves in closer, offering the saurian in Kaeya's arms the cracker and he draws the needle closer to the tiny Iktomisarus' thigh. Ifa pushes back the soft dew feathers of the baby dragon and with a quick yet steady focus he administers the intramuscular injection. The Iktomisarus flaps its small wings with sad little hoos and Ifa draws the syringe back. He raises his gloved hand to the Iktomisarus' head and soothes it with a light pet and gentle smile.
❝ There we go, all done. You're so good, little gal. ❞ Ifa discards the used syringe in it's proper sharps container and looks to Kaeya, easily impressed by how the calvary captain manages the baby saurian, but also … he talks funny.
“The heck are you on about, bro? Chill, bro.” Cacucu squawks out bluntly, flapping his little wings by Ifa's head.
❝ Yeah, man. You talk a'lotta game, but we're done yet. Think you can handle a few more. I owe you big time. ❞ Ifa chuckles with a small smile. He appreciates Kaeya's assistance.
' Aye aye, Mr.-Vet-Who-Dislikes-Fooling-Around. Fine, I'll help. But you seem to have the situation under control already, ' Kaeya exhales a sigh of fake exasperation, clearly unwilling to part with his very cute, very warm hat who seems to have taken an interest in him. In fact, while well-behaved, the other Iktomisaurus seem to have noticed him, eyeing him with questions in their big eyes. But it seems like the reward is delicious crackers to munch on, so they stay well in line.
The one in his arms, however, makes a small squeak of alarm at the sight of the syringe.
' Aaah, I get it. ' He's solemnly nodding at the poor baby as he presses in the blue-ish fur of his cape. ' I know, look at that. Seems like a big deal, eh? But it'll prickle for just a moment, our dear vet will make sure that it only stings for a very small time. And then... '
Ah, look at this. Mischief written all over his face as he looks at Ifa, the cavalry captain slowly carries the now-more-agreeable saurus towards the vaccination point.
' ...And then, you can start haggling on how many delicious crackers you want to keep your silence. Start with two and half, and make sure to get to five to really dig the point in that you can't be easily bribed. Or, well, you can be bribed... ' He stops for a moment, considering something inane. ' But master vet is exiting this deal dry. Oh yes, he is. '
It doesn't help that the little Iktomisaurus group are now looking directly at ifa. The babies are craving the honey-flavored sweets, bro.
@ccaptain sent: ❛ whatever you’re going to ask, the answer is no. ❜ / particularly if it addresses the little iktomisaurus coming off his head. its a very adorable coo-ing hat
Ifa has a few infant saurians in his clinic today, all of which are requiring their milestone vaccinations. He's encouraged the young dragonkin to stay together using saurian crackers he's baked early this morning, but just as the vet readies his tray of syringes, he's counted one baby dragon short of the bunch.
Ifa swivels his head 180, searching for the small Iktomisaurus. How could it slip from the group? Those baby bat saurians are the most timid and well-behaved of the saurians. Then Ifa notices the visitor from Mondstadt and his new hat.
❝ C'mon, dude. Quit foolin' 'round the babies and lead me a hand, willya? ❞
The Tlalocan holds out a cracker and the tiny Iktomisaurus coos with interest.