dear_mun | Demanding muse is demanding / Probably apping to Exitvoid

So this means I'm back, right mun, right?

I knew you couldn't stay away forever. A couple months and you miss me worse than I could ever miss anyone. [Lies. All lies.]

Just admit it! You wanted to bring me there before you even knew for sure it would switch to the 1920s setting! And 1920s, zoot suits, mafia, and Tommy Guns, can you even think of someplace better suited to someone of my skills?

[A pause.] Okay, I could do without the Lovecraftian horror-terrors immune to my charms, and there better be a chance for me to get some jazz in, but anything has to be better than stuck here doing nothing! Come on! Just app me already! I'm bored!

Who cares about those other guys and their tags? You should just pay attention to me! It's your fault for leaving me with nothing to do for so long!

And stop fussing about "canon points" already. It's not like anyone even knows about Hidan no Aria until you mention it anyway. Time is a figment of imagination, isn't that sort of a Lovecraftian theme anyway? Just saying. And no, I could do without Lupin or Zenigata showing up and spoiling all my fun. Don't expect me to look for them here.

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[Tall, grey, and handsome. Stop encouraging her, she's even worse than Marco about wanting to know everyone.]

Sabaody... that sounds familiar. [It should, she was there once upon a time.]

So where are you hanging out lately, honey? Anywhere special?

Crazyass place called Balamb Garden. Ain't gonna be 'round there much the next couple a weeks though cuz they're finally gonna let me do some a the interestin' shit.

It's kinda a pain in the ass cuz y' got t' go t' school 'n' join their damn wannabe military group in order t' do anythin' fun. But the people ain't bad t' be 'round, an' some a us're still pirates at heart. [He winks, and flashes a smile.] School's jus' a year, too, so after that y' get t' do whatever y' damn well please. Thinkin' y' might want t' tag along?

[Namur, no. Stop. The muns are begging you.]

Pirates, huh~?

What kind of interesting things? [All up in his personal space. She is so going to pet him. When she can figure out a good safe place on shark-face. Oh wait, she knows how to pet sharks ufufufufu.]

[Namur lifts her up on one arm, cuz he's such a helpful guy that way. The pink around his gills is now basically a line across his face and over his nose, but he doesn't seem fussed or shy.]

All kinds. There's monsters t' hunt if yer inta that, an' spy stuff if that's yer thing. Don't think they send people out t' kill other people but if they did they prob'ly wouldn't spread it 'round anyway. There's bigass battles sometimes an' weird shit happens durin' those things but y' get yerself righted again eventually. Me 'n' a couple other cadets're goin' t' try an' get some artifacts 'r somethin' this week an' next week we got t' head out fer Centra t' keep the diggers from gettin' ripped t' shreds by some dumbass monsters. Then when there ain't somethin' big goin' down there's a bunch a us that takes out a boombox an' jus' have a good time, y' know?

[To heck with just pets! You get a boob-squish hug and now she will pet. Heeeee fluffy shark is the best kind of shark. ALL THE PETS.]

Artifacts? Can people befriend the monsters instead? [She's more into making T-Rexaurs "pets" okay.]

Dunno. Guess some people could if they wanted t'. Ain't ever tried it before.

[Ohhh hell yes. Namur chuckles.]

Shit girl, I don't even know yer name.

[NOT THAT HE MINDS. He will just. Lean his head a little more towards her because why the hell not?]

Fujiko. Fujiko Mine. [More pets!] Maybe I'll be the first then!

[Namur laughs, and bumps his nose against her cheek.]

That'd be pretty badass, Fujiko. Do it. I'll take pictures, an' y' can post 'em on the network.

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