open to all;

[theliar]

✿ how it works ✿


✿ Comment with one of your muses.
✿ Specify which muse you want of mine from THIS LIST. If you don't specify, I'll choose one for you!
✿ Set up a scene or prompt (song lyrics, a photo, a quote, etc). If you are lost for ideas, try PLOT PUNTER to generate an idea! Or just leave it blank and up to me.
✿ Profit! Tags will be slower than my game tags probably, so we'll probably backtag into forever. And if that's fine with you it's fine with me!

Comments

[thedetails]

[ Myka closes the book, having decided an hour ago that she'd had enough for the night and simply continuing on out of obligation. The truth is, she is exhausted, knows more now about Alexander Dumas and Musketeers than most literary experts, and still has no idea what artifact had brought Aramis to life. She is at a complete loss. ]

A little. [ A swift lie and she shuts the book, pushing it onto her nightstand and shoving the rest of her treat in her mouth. She picks up the bag and fiddles with it between the pads of her fingertips. Maybe she needs to start over, look at this from another angle. Start again at the Mongol Empire section and go from there.

Tomorrow, though. Tonight, she really needs a rest. ]

How are you settling it? [ She peels another twizzler from the package before extending her hand over the bed. ] You want one?

[needleworking]

Very good.

[ She gives him hope that perhaps he'll be able to return home. Not that he's overly anxious. As disorienting as this adventure has been there are parts of Aramis that need to experience what the future will bring. Especially if he won't be alive to see it. He truly believes if anyone will find a way to send him home it will be Myka. Her intelligence makes Aramis a little weak in the knees. ]

As well as can be expected I suppose.

[ He furrows his brows at the red thing being offered to him. ]

What exactly is it?

[thedetails]

[ If Myka knew the kind of faith he had in her, it would probably make her nervous. It was easier for her to just concentrate on the issues at hand, keep her goal in mind and try to not get distracted by anything else. That also included Aramis, which was something she remembered when she looked up at him and smiled nervously. ]

It's candy. Soft, kind of like licorice but it tastes like cherry.

[ She moved it closer to him, waving the red candy in his face. ] Try it.