OPEN RP POST DEUX

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This a post where I'll RP anything with you and that means ANYTHING. Except smut because I suck at that Got a scenario in mind? I'LL DO IT. Here's some prompts below to help get things moving along if you don't have an idea to play out. The prompts are just prompts, if you have something specific, just let me know either at sweethymns or my AIM (rainsweets). Have at it! ➢ 01. AMUSEMENT PARK: Disneyland? Knotts Berry Farm? Six Flags? A made up amusement park with knockoff characters? Who cares, let's just ride that roller coaster or that giant swing ride! ➤ 02. PARK: Benches, trees, grass, maybe a lake and a basketball or volleyball court. ➢ 03. SNOWY DAY: Oh the weather outside is frightful, but the fire is so delightful... or the level of snowfall can be any you wish! Light or heavy, there's going to be some winter related activities somewhere. ➤ 04. DINER: I love food, I really, really, really love food. And so do muses if they like to eat too! This diner seems to have a very HUGE menu with a large variety of dishes! Let's bond over food stuffs! ➢ 05. SICK DAY: Either your muse or my muse is sick. Who's taking care of who? ➤ 06. SEVEN MINUTES IN HEAVEN: Our characters are stuck in a closet and can't get out until there is some kissing, so they better make good use of those seven minutes... DON'T YOU DARE JUDGE ME. ➢ 07. SCHOOL: High school never ends! Or any type of schooling really. So whether it's in class or in the gym, let's try to endure mandatory education! ➤ 08. SURVIVAL HORROR: That old mansion/creepy town/underground science lab/zombie infested city ain't going to be survived by itself. Grab your medicinal herbs and shotguns, let's survive the horror. ➢ 09. WILDCARD: Let's make up shit.

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[loyal_subject]

If you really want to start counting, be my guest. I just won't stick around for a decade for you to finish.

[He's kidding too. You know, kinda.]

[infusion]

Heh. Anyways, how old are you? We're both college age for sure, but you're probably younger than me.

[loyal_subject]

[... geez, she liked to jump topics, didn't she.]

What kind of question is that to ask someone as old as us, then?

[But turning back to the book he answered in an undertone,]

Nineteen. [Almost Twenty, okay?]

[infusion]

Awwwwww!! That's an adorable age!

I'm twenty-three. ♥

[loyal_subject]

[What?! He rounded on her.]

What's so adorable about it? And I'm nearly twenty, alright?

[Huffily he returned to his book, studiously ignoring her.]

[infusion]

Nearly. Not quite there, but you'll definitely get there.

[Iona gets back behind the counter, sighing all of a sudden.]

And then it'll be gone all at once.

[loyal_subject]

[Gee, thanks.

And she's only twenty-three. No reason to be sighing like an old maid about aging.

He turns a page in the book, just barely scanning the words.]

[infusion]

[She hums for a minute or two, letting Waver read his book before she brings up another question... Look, there's no one else okay, he gets to be bothered.]

Say. Do magi age normally in your world?

[loyal_subject]

[He takes the last drink of his coffee before answering that.]

More or less. Many use certain arts to extend their life, though. I take it witches and warlocks don't?

[infusion]

Mm.

My grandmother's 400.

[loyal_subject]

[Waver's eyes widen slightly in surprise.]

That'd be in the area of how old the heads of the Matou and Einzbern families are. According to the rumours, at least. [Not a lot of facts to be had about them, and a lot of secrets.]

Did she naturally age that slowly?

[infusion]

She hasn't aged a day over 30 since I've known her as a kid. It's natural for witches and warlocks.

[And then Iona rolls her eyes, but there's a fondness in her expression]

Doesn't act 30 or 400 either.

[loyal_subject]

[He shakes his head.]

Nineteen thousand nine hundred and ninety-eight.

If another magus comes through that door, you better not mention that or they'd take you apart trying to find out how to duplicate it.

[infusion]

[SCOFFING.]

I'd like to seem them try. But I probably shouldn't start cross-dimensional warfare, right?

[loyal_subject]

Of course not! Just how powerful do you think you are, anyway? I've seen the most powerful mages up-close-and-personal recently. It's nothing to scoff at!

[infusion]

How powerful am I...? Hm...

[She's rubbing her chin, thinking this over, especially in terms of what her friends have called her.

Amazon. The Incredible Hulk. The Not-Drunken Fist...]

Well, I'm really good at arm wrestling...

[loyal_subject]

You can't beat a magus by arm wrestling him!

[Wow, are you an idiot?!]

[infusion]

[Not at all!!]

Maybe yes, maybe no, but we'll never know because none of them have arm wrestled with me.

[loyal_subject]

[Waver bent his head so it was resting against the bookcase, the arm holding the book he'd been reading sagging by his side.]

What the hell-

[The he turned around and walked firmly up to the counter.]

No Magus would battle like that! He'd run you through with a Gandr or a fireball or something before you could even sit at the table!

[Well, okay maybe not exactly. A Magus battle was a gentleman's battle (for the most part) and had rules, but still!]

[infusion]

Ah.

[Raising her brows and giving Waver a cheeky grin.]

You're concerned for me already? But we only just met!

[loyal_subject]

...

[What. The. ---]

I'm trying to show you how much of an idiot you are about Magus. Geez.

[Calling someone you just met an idiot, nice.]

[infusion]

When it comes to danger, there's a good reason why we only need two employees.

Anyways, with that kind of reaction, I bet you're a greenhorn when it comes to girls aren't you?

[loyal_subject]

[All follow-up about the first topic gets blown away when she switches subjects again.]

Wh-What the hell are you saying?!

[Iskandar teased him plenty enough about that- the last thing he needs is some stranger digging at him about it too!
With a huff he puts the book down on the counter with more force than was strictly necessary.]

Thank you for the coffee.

[The rain is better than where this is going.]

[infusion]

[It's cute- the way he tried to puff himself up and then utterly fail to maintain dignity. Iona thinks she might be overdoing it though and that's bad when it comes to a new customer.]

Sorry, sorry. I like teasing younger people, but it's all in good fun. I get that from my grandma.

[loyal_subject]

[He looks at her flatly.]

I'll have you know it's not good fun to be on the receiving end of it. At all.

[If she gets teased by her grandmother she should know that, but maybe she's just too used to it.

In any case, the apology doesn't stop him from walking back towards his coat to check how dry it is.]