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#notquiteahitman #reflections #Shay #Breslin #toxicteacups #Youtube

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"He's a boyfriend stealer, of the worst kind." She had realized, quite quickly, how it sounded. Frantically, Layla had shaken her head as if to try and shake away the words she had just let slip out. "I'm not saying I am interested in you that way, or that I'm calling you a boyfriend or that I have any intentions of a romance with you, what I mean is --" She had stopped abruptly. Did she really want to tell him? Open herself up like that, so early into their friendship?

Wasn't it already too late to take back her words?

"I have friends. More friends than enemies, no doubt. But I'm not anybody that anybody sees as more than a friend, as a little sister. While everyone I know has romances come and go, like Shay, or Sean, or my twin sister who has been married for a couple years now and doesn't even live in Wonderland anymore, I am just... the helpful little mouse who is only called upon when needed for something. An afterthought as it were, and when I told Shay about you, and told her I was interested in seeing you again because I, I don't know, I can't explain it, she told me that if I wanted to genuinely get to know you, if I had any interest in you at all, that I had to keep you from meeting Sean."

There it was, the confession. A little early, and something she didn't want to admit, but the Cheshire cat was out of the bag now.

"It is not that I think little of you, Ki, it is more that I think little of myself. I know it is wrong of me, but I just, I just want someone in my life just for me. You have my interest, my curiosity as it were, and as selfish as it may sound, I don't want to share. Sean isn't a bad person, he is one of my dearest friends and he would come to my aid in a heartbeat, but he is also someone who draws the attention of anyone and everyone. He is someone who outshines even the brightest of lights just by being the room."

She had wondered, briefly, how much time was left with Kimo and she could only hope that he finally understood why she had been so hesitant. She knew it wasn't Sean's fault, she knew it was something she had to come to terms with on her own, but it didn't make things any easier for her.

When he told that she was stuck with him, she couldn't hide her soft smile and hearing about him and his story only made her want to be around him even more. The soft smile remained as he turned her question back to her ---

"I just want someone, someday, I can call my own."

Her answer was simple, but complex in so many ways and as if Sean had somehow heard her last words, there had been a knock on the door.

"Layla, Layla, Layla, little Mouse in the strangers house, are you ready to go?"

// He is definitely intrigued by her, that's for sure. And lol, oh Sean I adore you but whenever you are allowed to :P Ah, yes but I don't mind the length cause I get it, when the inspo hits, it's just like let's run with it lol.

A soft look of fondness flickered across his features, head tilting slightly. ❝Oh mousey, I'm flattered that you still have it. But luckily for you, you don't have to use it yet. Well unless you want to.❞ But the elf didn't want her to go just yet, not when he was promised longer. Yet he wouldn't ask her to stay, didn't have that right. But at least he had this time with her, an half an hour to get to know her better.

But then the female's action had his mind wandering again, now was pretty certain that Layla would prefer it if he didn't meet Sean. But why? He didn't understand but the fact that she didn't seem to want him to, only made him want to meet him that much more. Blame it on being drawn to the forbidden, yet his eyebrows furrowed in response to her words. Tongue clicking off the roof of his mouth in disappointment, now who said he was so easy to charm? ❝He's a charmer huh? Fascinating but they can be trouble. Hm, I think I'll be the judge of that mousey but I am definitely intrigued so guess we'll see what happens.❞

Eyes widening at the realization that she did catch sight of his fangs, despite how fast his movement was to cover his mouth. And she seemed kinda enthused about it, which was amusing. Hand moving away from his mouth, the corner of his lips tugging upwards in amusement. ❝I do, four on top and four on the bottom that are almost vampire like.❞ The elf admitted before chuckling, oh if she only knew what he was truly hiding from her. ❝Ah, ah, ah.. So you are saying all my secrets would be safe with you?❞ He questioned with a slight raise of his eyebrows before shaking his head.

It was actually amusing how quick the conversation could change, one minute they were talking about knights then the next about his fangs and now they were onto another topic. Colorful hues roaming over the female's facial features, lips parting slightly as he listened to her. Then his lips curved downwards, she had enemies? Oh no, no, no. That was just awful but he supposed that came with the territory of being close to royalty and what she does for one of them. And that almost made him question the possibility of that happening if they got close, if he trusted her enough to let her in to know everything about him. But he quickly snapped himself out of going down that rabbit hole because nope, absolutely not. ❝Hm, I am almost surprised someone as sweet as you has enemies. But then hearing you are friends with royalty and even spy for one of them, well that would certainly make some enemies. Sean has a sister, huh? Well aint that interesting.❞ Well would you look at that, just what else would he learn tonight? ❝So you have some tricks up your sleeve to get out of trouble, that's good.❞ Would have had to if she's gotten caught before, plus she did kinda demonstrate one way she got out of trouble when they met.

Of course it didn't take Kimo long to notice how Layla's stutter had disappeared, how she seemed less nervous in his presence. And that had only made him smile but then he heard her comment, which caused him to chuckle. ❝Definitely not a vampire, just an elf. But I get why you'd confuse me with one, it's the fangs, right?❞ She didn't even have to answer that, he had a pretty good idea that it was. But at least she knew the truth, could see the truth since he had dropped the glamor. Not that he looked much different, though that might be his supernatural beauty working in his favor. And yet, what was beautiful was the fact there was a faint blush upon the other's cheeks. Even as she began to apologize again, which caused his eyebrows to raise as he shook his head slightly. ❝Hm, well I sincerely appreciate that so thank you, wouldn't want to accidentally do something that I'd regret because I was startled.❞

A frown tugging at the corners of his lips, eyebrows furrowing at her when he received his answer. Leaning against the counter, fingers running through his hair before running over his face. ❝Do you think so little of me that you think I'd never want to see you again, just cause I met Sean? Oh, you think he can charm me. Is that why or is there something that I'm missing about your little friend?❞ Because clearly there was something she wasn't telling him and now he definitely wanted to know what that was. ❝Listen Mousey, we're now friends and that means you are stuck with me no matter what. And besides I don't typically expose my true identity to anyone that wasn't going to be in my life for the long run. So no matter what happens, it's going to be okay. Unless you want to leave me.❞

But that would suck, especially after he let her in. After he told her more about him, stuff he swore he wasn't going to but found himself doing anyways. Then she was telling him that his life was more exciting that hers and he couldn't help but to snicker softly, was his life exciting? Yes, in some ways. In other ways, no. So really it kinda depended on the day. ❝It depends on the day but I'm sure your life is exciting, just not in the same way as mine. Oh so you can sing but there's a bit of an attachment to it, fascinating. I wouldn't know what I'd do if I had that power, probably best that I don't cause it could be quite dangerous if I did. OH! You used it to escape, that's actually smart.❞

And then came the rest which caused him to shrug, though Kimo definitely didn't miss how Layla looked around at the mention of his bodyguard. Which he could reassure her that he wasn't here, if she was to run into him then it would have been while she was outside his place. Although he could almost guarantee that his pretend father had clocked her, had been watching her from a far til she was let in. But he wouldn't tell her that, didn't need her to worry. ❝It certainly seems that way, doesn't it?❞ Ki asked with a chuckle before shaking his head before shrugging once more. ❝But I don't know, I'd like to think they wouldn't care.❞ They probably wouldn't as long as she was no harm to him, his father on the other hand would. But that might be wishful thinking, after all most of his species think they are better than mortals and other races. Cocky little shits as one of the princes of Asgard had once said, which they weren't wrong but still there were those rare moments when one would stumble upon an humble elf and he'd like to think his mother was humble because he was.

The question had taken him by surprise, mainly because that's the first time someone has asked him what he wanted. For so long it had been the matter of when he was going to take his place on the throne and which throne would he take, til then it was stay safe while doing certain things for the sake of people who needed favors done. Don't get him wrong, he didn't mind being a spy and an assassin because he was good at that. But he loved his music, loved entertaining. And yet he knew eventually he'd have to give it up, all because his mother would eventually deem it safe for him to return home. It was the one thing his heart was semi torn upon, following his heart or being the perfect son. ❝I'm pretty content with my life, after all it could be worse so complaining about the things I'm not thrilled with seems to be a bit pointless. But you know, I think you are the first one to ever ask me that. Which it's weird.. Anyways, what about you, what is it that you want?❞

#c:Sean #c:Layla #chaoticrebels #In Tumblr we write mini novels lol

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Layla hadn't even given it much thought, what would she have done if Kimo hadn't greeted her and invited her into his home? “I don't know, I suppose I would have just called Sean to pick me up early, I still have the pocket mirror you gave me.” The truth was, Layla valued the mirror as something very precious, there would not be a day that she would leave it behind.

Layla's eyes had cast downward as she nodded, there was no way around Kimo not meeting the March Hare, it would seem. Not without more questions, more thoughts - especially if Kimo's mind tended to wander like her own. “Of course, he is quite charming, I think you will like him, mostly everyone does.” She might as well get it over with, she thought, before she developed a stronger friendship with the assassin that almost blew off her head.

And that, of course was when she had caught his fangs slipping from his lips, it had been quick of course, a split second, but it had been long enough for her eyes to light up upon seeing them. “You have fangs!” She couldn't help the broad smile on her face, even as he rushed to cover his mouth with his hand. “Oh, no, you don't have to hide them from me. You don't need to hide anything from me, I assure you, no judgment here.” She, of course, was curious about them. Was he a vampire?

As he continued on talking about the Knight, she nodded though she was clearly distracted by what she had seen in the middle of their conversation. “---even I have enemies, some are by extension, you know, because I'm close to the King of Spades and the Queen of Hearts, I do... well, I spy for the Queen of Hearts sometimes, she is Sean's half sister.” Layla had paused for a moment, surely it did sound dangerous, not as dangerous as being an assassin, but... “--- I have more than one way to get away if I'm caught, and I've only been caught once.”

It was clear in Layla's demeanour that she had already felt comfortable around Kimo, even after seeing his fangs, she hadn't even stuttered once. Now wouldn't that have surprised Sean? “Oh, so you're an elf, not a vampire?---” It was then that Layla tilted her head, curious to learn more if Kimo was killing to tell her. His comment, however, about her apologizing too much, had a faint blush kissing her cheeks again. “Right. I'm --” No, he said she didn't need to apologize again, “I will ask first next time, promise.”

Layla had made herself comfortable at the table, shrugging as he asked her if this would be the last time he would see her. “Well, I don't know, it doesn't have to be, just -- after you meet Sean, it might be his visit you'll prefer, is all.” She wouldn't go into further details, unless he asked, choosing instead to listen in silence as he talked more about himself.

“Your life sounds way more... exciting than mine. I guess that is why I try and go with Sean as much as I can. I can sing as well, except, when I sing I have a power of sorts, an ability, to influence others. A sort of, persuasion, you might say. You remember when I told you I've only been caught once? It was how I escaped, I sang a suggestive song for them to fall asleep, they fell asleep, I got away.”

Layla had paused as she took in more of what he said, namely being royalty, having a personal bodyguard - (which, of course, had her looking around to see if they were hanging around somewhere) a pretend father, a war with Asgard, and his mother sending him to another realm to keep him safe. “Sounds like you have a lot on your plate, Ki. An elven assassin prince, friends with an ordinary Dormouse from Wonderland. I wonder if your mom and your pretend father would approve --” It didn't really matter though, what did matter was if Kimo did.

“So, given all of that, your responsibilities, your talents, your life, what is it that you want Ki? Or is the life you already have your ideal?”

//hehe, well I can't deny that they would be kinda cute together. So I'll join you down the rabbit hole.

There was a moment where Kimo didn't say anything, just looked at her with a curious expression. He didn't know why but it didn't seem like Layla was too thrilled by the idea of him meeting Sean, which was silly wasn't it? Because weren't they friends? Unless the little mouse didn't trust him to meet the realm traveler, to meet this guy she kept mentioning. But that was ridiculous, right? No, maybe not but he wasn't about to comment on his suspicions.

❝Oh so you are leaving in an half an hour. what were you doing to do til then if I didn't decide to be social with you?❞ He asked, ignoring the possibility of meeting Sean for a moment. ❝Well then I'll finally have a face to him, finally know this person who you keep talking about.❞ They say curiosity killed the cat but seriously, what could go wrong?

At her comment about knights not holding a gun to someone's head, he couldn't help but to laugh. A broad smile flashed across his features until he realized his fangs were on display, which caused him to cover his mouth pretty fast; abnormally fast for someone who was meant to be a normal human but he didn't need her to see his double fangs. ❝Oh no, no, no. Most knights definitely do not hold a gun to someone's head, prefer to use swords I do believe. Ah, so you know a real knight in shining armor. Well I am enthused that he embodies everything a knight in shining armor is, would be consider high treason if he betrayed whom he is meant to be protecting or I assume it would be.❞ He mused, which almost made him wonder if his so called bodyguard had been peeping on them. Given as a favor for his mother, he posed as his "father" that lived near by to keep an eye on him. ❝Ahh, well he must have quite the reputation then. M' that works for me. And you'll have to forgive me but mousey just had such a nice ring to it that I couldn't resist.❞

A soft amused chuckle escaping his throat as his facial features lit up in amusement, loving the fact that he had managed to make her blush with his honesty of why he bit his lip. She could rest assure though, he wasn't turned on in the slightest right now. It was between uncertainty and nervousness that had him biting him lip in this case. ❝Yeah, yeah, probably. I mean one can never be too careful in the line of work I'm in, after all being an assassin is bound to make one some enemies.❞ There was no way he was going to add the fact he was also a spy and royalty which only added to it.

Kimo was in the process of waving off her apology when he heard the question, which caused his colorful hues to widened momentarily. Oh fuck, well technically he shouldn't be surprised the question popped up since he did slip up and spoke his native language when he was caught off guard. But now that meant he had to expose himself or lie, and lying would just be awkward so he sighed, trying his hardest not to bite down on his freshly healed lips. ❝Elvish.❞ Kimo remarked, before letting his glamor on his ears vanish since might as well let her know the truth now.

Then she was apologizing again and the elf couldn't help but to wave her off once more. ❝Don't apologize, it's fine. Just caught me off guard.❞ He shrugged like it was nothing before snorting softly, shaking his head moments later. ❝Layla, stop. It's fine, really. Just a warning would have been nice, after all I could have stab you instead of exposing myself.❞ And he wouldn't be able to forgive himself if he did harm her because he didn't want to hurt his new friend.

❝Alright, hot chocolate it is.❞ The assassin voiced, making his way to the kitchen. ❝Oh, so this might be the last time I see you mousey? That's a shame but sure, I can at least share some details but don't tell a soul.❞ He gave her a few minutes to answer while he gathered everything he would need to make some hot coco for her, and only once it was in the process of warming up, did he turn his full attention back to her. ❝As you see I'm not human, I appear human but I'm actually an elf. And just like you, I'm not from here. I'm from Alfheim. And you already know that I'm an assassin, but I'm more than just an assassin, I'm also an entertainer. But as much as I love making music, it drives my personal bodyguard nuts. He thinks I should be more cautious with pretty myself out there, given that I'm royalty where I come from. My mother sent me here to protect me from something, not sure what. Only my pretend father knows but he won't tell me anything so, though given the fact the dark elves went to war with Asgard, maybe that has something to do with it. Beats me, I don't know.❞

Was that too much, probably but it was the gist and a good place to start.

#c:Layla #this reply was longer than I thought lol #she is fascinated by him #chaoticrebels #interactions #LaylaxKimo #meanwhile Sean is over here asking when he gets to jump in lol

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"Oh, for the love of ---" If Darius was irritated before, he was even more irritated now as he watched (and heard) Peter changing into a monster.

--- This was what he got for trying to help someone he didn't even know. An annoying little brat of a boy who kept going on about his lack of a phone, insisting that he helped and now he was having to deal with this? It might have been better if Darius had walked away right from the start but no, --- he blamed his sister's influence.

If this had been Wonderland, there would have been several people who could have helped take this beast down. Layla, whose power of suggestive voice could have confused the beast, his sister Darla who could have turned the ground underneath it to thick mud to immobilize it, Asher who could have -- damn, did he have to think to about that damn cat? He was missing him right now, dare he say it?

Either way, as the boy told him to run, Darius had done that, but not before using his telekinesis on everything within sight that he could move while try to focus on putting as much distance between him and the monster as possible --- vehicles, mostly, garbage bins, it was a damn good thing Darius was quick on his feet.

Flash stares at the other, making a face that looks as if he is in disbelief! He looked away "Yeah, because phones are important, everyone has them!? Why don't you?" He huffed, annoyed "Dude, whatever, just come help-" He figured someone as old as his guy at least could be of help in some way, right? Not be completely useless.

When Darius told him that mouth-to-mouth wasn't the same as kissing "You got no idea how ugh- That is…" He was not going to put his lips on Peter Parkers! But Peter seemed to be breathing, despite what Darius was telling him to do. Flash was conflicted, though. He couldn't let Peter die, right? No way! Even if the other was frustrating, he didn't deserve to actually die.

Wincing at that he moved to push himself back up "We…uh, aren't friends. We just go to college together…And high school. And middle school…And we used to play together as kids." Flash muttered off his eyes locking onto Peter who was moving…strangely "What…why is he moving like that.." Peter was twitching, his body moving awkwardly till he was sitting up.

Noticing that a black liquid like thing was starting to inch along Peters body he pulled away, something in his gut telling him to get away from Peter "Are… you okay Peter?" Ignoring Peter for a moment he looked over at Darius "Hey, you saved his life. You get your reward from him!" Pointing toward the other teenager, he continued to back off as Peter made weird noises.

Peters bone's seemed to crack as something in him appeared to pull them back, or his healing factor was doing its job…loudly. He suddenly looked toward Flash before looking toward Darius, lifting an almost clawed-looking hand up, now covered in that black gooey stuff that was spreading over his body, some white markings formed on the other's chest, almost looking like a spider.

Getting up Flash turned and started to run away as the teeth on the mask covering Peter's face began to sharpen and a long, unrealistic tongue rolled out, whipping around as if tasting the air before the white nothingness covering Peter's eyes locked onto Darius, and he viciously leaped toward the older man. "Dude it's time to run!" Flash calls back as he runs away.

#c:Darius #interactions #DariusxFlash #ohfortheloveof #lol #onebadwinter

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"You really are hung up on the fact that I don't have a phone, aren't you?" It was getting tiring to the temperamental Hatter, how did this kid even manage to have any friends? Not that Darius had room to talk, he certainly didn't have many friends either.

Darius had arched his brow as Flash made such an expression of disgust at his suggestion to give Peter mouth to mouth. "You do realize that giving him mouth to mouth to save his life is not the equivalent of kissing him, don't you? Clearly, you don't." Darius wasn't going to do it, his lips had a place and a time to be on somebody else. Besides, if it ever got back to Asher, he wouldn't hear the end of it.

As Flash moved in closer, Darius had backed away, a smirk coming to his face the moment Peter ended up punching Flash in the face. "Guess he heard you. Your friend is going to be fine. Now, about the reward you are going to give me for taking part - I will take the cash in big bills."

Flash stared at the other as if they had something strange about them. They did, but Flash wasn't going to point that out right then. Flash searched for what to say for a moment then said "What?! What do you mean you don't have a phone?! Everyone has a phone…" Except for him at the moment, since his was just destroyed "Whatever…You can still help." He assumed. He wasn't sure. He just needed someone who was older and could help, and this guy was definitely old enough.

"Dude. I need you to help, I don't know what to do!" Blinking though when the other held up a finger "Uh…" Watching Darius crouch next to Peter he frowned as Darius spoke, Peter's hand in the stranger's "I can see that!" Flash huffed moving to crouch next to Peter too. At the mouth-to-mouth comment, he looked up from Peter and narrowed his eyes "No." Flash muttered with an empty tone of voice. That's gross! I'm not doing that! Flash turned away "You know what that is? You could do it!"

Either way, Peter wasn't someone he wanted to die, so he knew they had to start doing something! Glaring he was getting most frustrated. Watching as Darius moved to put a hand to Peter's chest and being told to stop panicking he 'tsked' at the other "Well I can't do that!" Flash was stubborn, he didn't want to essentially kiss his…enemy. Flash looked at Peter and said, "Why can't you do it?!" Flash stared down at Peter, not comfortable with seeing his schoolmate like this. Especially after learning what he had about the other. This wasn't natural. Do I really have to be the one to do that? What if I catch his spider-thing. Actually- Moving into position he bent down toward Peter, holding the others mouth open a bit, tilting Peter's head back, before a hand came up and hit him under the jaw, sending him falling back "Ow!"

#c:Darius #interactions #onebadwinter

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"No, Layla didn't tell me about that, all she told me was that she thought I would be the only one able to make things right. The Oracle, however, she isn't exactly easy to reach. There is no doubt that she was the one that had done it, but the fact she didn't kick you out of Wonderland entirely tells me that she felt the threat of darkness from you was only a temporary one."

There had been a time that the Oracle could be called upon, especially by him, but he hadn't heard from her or had seen her in years. Yes, years, but her presence could still be felt everywhere in Wonderland.

"Its getting cold, lets get going." Sean had created a mirror that had led directly to his kitchen, moving to put on a pot of tea the moment Lupin had followed him. There had been a moment of silence in the air as Sean kept his back to him, preparing the tea his usual way. "How is Morgan doing, have you heard from him?"

Of course Sean had been curious, he had still thought about the wolf from time to time - the wolf who of course, wasn't in Wonderland. Wherever Morgan was, Sean could only assume they had no desire to see him again anyway.

For the briefest of moments, there was a flicker of remorse residing within his mismatched colored eyes because Sean was correct about it not being fair on him to blame him for his sadness, only to be quickly obscured behind a wall of cold, steely indifference the second he hears him start talking about the events that had occurred after they had broken up, primarily the night where he had nearly destroyed Wonderland in a moment of madness that he had instantly regretted the second he had done it and wished there was some way to take it back. The same could be said for Darius if he liked the man, which he didn't. He didn't like anyone who was friends with his father, certainly not someone who had been quick to make fun of him after seeing he was upset.

❛Nothing I say or do is fair to some people; if you think about it, no, wait, that came out wrong, as I am not trying to blame you, even though it probably sounds like I am. I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything. ❜ His eyes are briefly diverted from Sean when he senses they are being watched, and it doesn't take him long to locate the source, which was a raven gawping at him in the middle of the trees, and he looks quizzically up at it before returning his attention back onto Sean. He would figure out why one of his favorite bird species was staring at him suspiciously later as he wanted to get all the words he had been holding onto for so long off his chest first.

❛I don't know what else I can say to you apart from that except that I will always regret hurting Wonderland in a moment of madness. Layla has become a dear friend of mine during our time apart, even if she is still a little nervous in my presence, not that I can really blame her. She was the first person I told about wanting to make amends for what I did. I am just not sure how, but I will accept your offer of staying with you because it has been ages since I have had a decent cup of tea.❜ He takes another brief moment to survey the raven's presence before turning back around to look at him again, though his eyes are no longer empty but instead filled with remorse. ❛Did Layla tell you that I am thinking about meeting the Oracle? I am guessing she was the one who brought the light back to Wonderland.❜

#c:Sean #interactions #SeanxLupin #triicksters

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“Of course I don't miss that psychotic asshole. Despite his faults though, and being a bloody asshole, I do think he really did love my sister. And what a terrifying thing that must have been for him. The man who didn't love anyone, not even himself, falling in love with anybody. Love does crazy things to people, Ryan, look at what happened to William. William loved my mother, only to be forced to rip out her heart and it destroyed him for the rest of his life. He made that choice. He could have ripped out Celeste's heart instead of hers and that is the real reason he became so heartless. What Breslin most recently did to Shay, was almost the equivalent of that, but the funny thing is, he didn't rip out Shay's heart as much as he ripped out his own ---”

Sean, of course, had been relieved that Breslin and Shay were no longer. It was a doomed toxic relationship from the start, but even Sean had to admit that Breslin had loved Shay in a way that nobody, not even Joshua, simply ever could. “Shay is Shay. She is the only one I can't read. Her emotions I mean, what she is really feeling behind that wall she has kept around her emotions all these years.” Sean had given a certain pause as he looked at Ryan. “I guess you don't know. My fault for rambling. It felt like, for a moment, Shay and Breslin had a breakthrough of sorts. Only for him to be as cruel to her as he could muster which had finally been enough for Shay to walk away. It basically amounted to him calling her a thing and telling her that he never loved her. A lie of course. He knew it. She knew it. But for some reason, this time, it had been enough.”

When it came to Ryan asking about Josh and the kids, Sean had given another pause. “Josh has been around, and the kids are growing up. They are both remarkable, Ryan, but I mean that is to be expected, all things considered. And what about you, hmm? Are you ready to come back to Wonderland, or are you quite happy here?”

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This, Ryan thought, as their fingers locked together once more, was how things were supposed to be. They were coming back together now, Ryan could feel it, slotting together like long-separated pieces of a jigsaw puzzle. Even as they sat, hands intertwined, the wizard could feel the stress and tension melting away, that characteristic crooked grin settling on his lips once more. "Did you really just insinuate that you miss Breslin? Jeez, you must have been getting desperate." He tilted his head, one hand pulling away from the other's to gently brush Sean's cheek. "And you certainly don't need me to have adventured, love. You can travel the realms after all." But it's clear that Ryan knew precisely what Sean meant.

"How is Shay, anyway?" In their time apart, Ryan had rather kept himself to himself. The truth was, when his and Sean's contact became less and less frequent, Ryan had merely assumed that Sean was off exploring the realms as he often did, and had therefore kept himself away from anything that might remind him of what he once had. It was funny, how frequently they fell into this routine, falling apart and then together again. It was only now, in the aftermath, that Ryan began to feel some guilt. After all, there always would remain that link between them all, no matter how tenuous, that was only solidified by the situation between Shay and Breslin. Had Shay needed him, and he hadn't been there? "And- and Josh? Has he been around much? What about the kids?"

#c:Sean #interactions #SeanxRyan #notquiteahitman

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There was no denying it, as Kimo almost seemed disappointed he might never have the possibility of meeting Sean in person. It was something that Layla was just going to have to accept, part of her worrying in the back of her mind that the moment Kimo met Sean he would completely forget she even existed.

----but that was just life wasn't it? Some people just shined brighter than others and Layla was used to playing the supporting character, the background extra, the person who always fell into the role of the little sister type if any sort of friendship were to develop. So, she had done what she usually did, forcing the best smile she could muster as she looked at Kimo and ignored the thoughts running through her head.

“He is coming to pick me up in a half hour, you can meet him then.”

After all, might as well just rip off the band-aid all at once, right?

Layla had tilted her head as Kimo told her the other forms of his name he actually preferred to be called, and she couldn't help but to softly laugh when he mentioned it made him seem like a knight in shining armor. “Most Knights don't hold a gun to the back of somebody's head either, so there is that. I actually know a knight in shining armor, Alexander. He is everything that a knight embodies. Loyal, noble, kind --” She smiled thinking about him, “We haven't actually met in person, well, maybe in passing, but his reputation precedes him. I don't have many nicknames myself, well, besides Mouse, and apparently now Mousey, --- I'll call you Ki' from now on.”

Oh. Oh dear had Layla's cheeks flushed bright pink when Kimo went into further explanation about why he bit his lips much, the dropping of the words turned on had her throat suddenly dry. The point of the matter was, as she sorted through his explanation of all the reasons he had bit his lip, the most logical explanation was that he was nervous. After all, it wasn't like he was expecting to see her and he seemed to think she had only returned to see him so that she could extract some devious plan of revenge against him. She wasn't that devious, but he didn't know her well enough yet to trust that.

“Maybe I make you nervous because you think I only came here to kill you.” That was, after all, the only reason that Layla could think of, right before she had used her magic to heal his lips, not at all recognizing the language he had used. “I'm just healing your lips, I apologized if I overstepped, I - what language was that?--” Of course she would never think to ask what he was, to her that would have been incredibly rude.

It was clear that Layla had overstepped. “I really am sorry, I don't know what came over me.” She really didn't, she usually wasn't that bold. “I won't do that again, I promise.” She had held up two fingers to swear it as he explained he didn't actually have any tea to offer her. “Oh, no, its fine, please don't trouble yourself. Hot chocolate will do just fine. If it is alright though, I would like to know more about you, whatever you are comfortable telling me, in case we don't see each other again.”

As the last words left her lips, she had followed him into the kitchen.

❝Mhm.. Cause as it stands, I may never meet him.❞ But that was fine, Kimo wasn't expecting much. Hadn't excepted to see Layla ever again so how could he expect to meet Sean? He couldn't and he refused to put himself in a position where he could be disappointed, dealt with enough disappointment in his life time that he didn't need anymore anytime soon. But he knew that he couldn't control that, he knew that much. Though at how her voice dipped low when she had voiced her words, he did assume that there was something he didn't know.

❝Couldn't leave Wonderland by yourself, so he brought you back here, right? Still..❞ It was the fact she still came all this way to see him, had her friend bring her here. And surely she must have told him what happened so it was even more odd to why. Though her reaction to him telling her, something as simple as his name. Only made him smile in amusement, fondness flickering in his colorful hues. The elf wasn't used to anyone lighting up over just learning his name, not that he told many people his name. Then the look he gave her after hearing the unless you prefer formality was enough to answer the question alone because he did not, if he wanted the formality he would indeed inform her of his royal status. But he would not, mainly cause it was better that way. ❝Oh please, do not call me sir anymore. I may just vomit in disgust, it makes me sound like I'm a knight in shining armor and I am not. Kimo, Kiki, Ki... is more preferred.❞ Even if the only person who called him Kiki was his mother.

Thumb coming up to brush against his lips, smiling as a soft chuckle escaped his throat. Then his thumb was trailing downwards, shaking his head moments later. ❝Sounds like it but suppose almost everyone does.❞ He mused with a shrug.

And then she was telling him to stop, which momentarily confused him. What was exactly was he-- OH, his habit of biting his lip. A habit that he did subconsciously, though her noticing it and pointing it out to him only made his lips curve upwards, almost flashing his double fangs but not quite. ❝I assure you mousey, I'm fine. This is nothing.❞ Given the fact the prince has been through a lot worse, making his lip bleed was nothing. ❝M' it's definitely a habit I find myself doing, in two complete different situations. When I'm turned on, when I'm unsure of something, and when I'm nervous, though I tend to bite hard enough to make my lip bleed when I'm unsure or nervous. So yes, I guess it's what I do when I'm nervous. And psh, what? Why would you make me nervous?❞ Did she make him nervous? Maybe a little but would he admit it? No.

Oh of course, that should have been obvious. What mouse could resist the temptation of cheese? He did not know but before he could say anything, her finger was brushing against his lips and Kimo squeaked out what are you doing? in elvish in surprise. Almost using his powers to put distance between them but instead, his fingers reached up to his lips moments later. Wiping them across his lip gently before looking at her with surprise written on his features, while wonder settled into his colorful hues.

❝Ah, ah, ah. Mousey, that would have been good to know before you just startle me out of the blue.❞ The elf remarked before processing the question, shaking his head no. ❝I don't drink tea so no, I don't but I do believe I can order it and have it delivered if you really want some. All I have in there to drink besides water is hot coco, coffee, some juices, some soda pop, lemonade, milk.. So do I have to order some tea or will one of the options work?❞

#c:Layla #interactions #LaylaxKimo #chaoticrebels #whoops #I'm falling down the shipping rabbit hole

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#reflections #imadethis #needed on my dash #c:Sean #c:Shay #just a small collections of some of my personal favorites I've done #c:Darla #c:William #c:Alexander #c:BB #Youtube

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''I want you to know that my feelings for you will never change,Sean, little hare, sorry I will always refer to you as that no matter what happens. Anyways, this is my way of saying I will not stop trying to make amends with you and everyone else who calls Wonderland home.'' He knows it is far to late to be having a serious conversation like this but he wouldn't be able to sleep peacefully without getting it off his chest first.

Oh, Sean had never been upset about being called Little Hare, it was a nickname that had stuck through the years by pretty much anyone he had come across. There was a certain fondness to it, endearment as it were, even through all their ups and downs whenever the name left Lupin's lips he never was upset about it.

What had made Sean upset was how Lupin's self destructive tendencies had become not so self destructive. It had been true, Lupin's presence in Wonderland, for a time, had plunged Sean's Wonderland into darkness. Though, in Lupin's defense, nobody got seriously hurt or seriously dead from it either.

--- at least not that Sean had known of. What Sean had known, however, was that many of the Wonderland denizens blamed him for it. And wasn't Sean to blame in a way? The way he had ended things with Lupin and now that enough time had passed that Sean had forgotten why he had broken up with him, it had seemed a good as time as ever to let the past go.

"You know, I tried to justify all the reasons I broke up with you, but even in that justification I realized our bond is never going to be broken. Maybe it is because of our animal magnetism, maybe I have just always been drawn to your darkness - and your light. Personally, I think it is rather admiral you know that you did wrong, but even more that you stopped, you gave yourself another chance and I need you to realize how significant that really is --"

The Hare had paused at that moment, his whisky brown eyes capturing Lupin's own. "I know you. Your words are not empty. When you say you will never stop making amends, I believe you, however-- and perhaps the most important thing to remember, you also need to make amends with yourself."

#c:Sean #interactions #triicksters

[ofwondersandhares]

Romantic Intentions - The Boys;

Name: Darius Shelters (Main FC: Andrew Lee Potts / Alternate FC: Joseph Gordon Levitt)

Prefers a submissive partner

Bisexual (preference for men)

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Romance Probability: Low

Key Notes: Darius is a guy who is hard to get close to, he can be very aloof and standoffish, he doesn't hold back often or try to tiptoe around feelings. At least, initially, for those who have managed to break through to him see a different side of Darius. If your muse is interested in him, expect him to be an iceberg that will take quite a long time to thaw.

Name: Sean O'Hare (FC: Dylan O'Brien)

Prefers a dominant partner (especially one that gives him a chase)

Homoromantic (strong preference for men, however, there has been a female or two that has peaked his interest but it is very hard for him to have a woman hold his interest)

Alignment: Chaotic Neutral

Romance Probability: High (Men) Low (Women)

Key Notes: Sean is charming. Very charming. It is definitely an attribute that ties in closely with his power over the emotions. He is capable of being very empathetic, and is very perceptive in almost any situation. His biggest downfall is that even though he is easy to get he is very, very hard to keep. If your muse isn't looking for anything serious, Sean is ideal once an emotional attachment is made but if your muse is looking to have him for the long haul, expect the Hare to be taking off unprovoked without reason - he will return, of course, eventually.

Name: Alexander Heart (FC: Luke Evans)

Has no preference over dominant or submissive, he takes a lover at face value.

Pansexual (He is attracted to the heart)

Alignment: Lawful Good

Romance Probability: High

Key Notes: Alexander is one of the most loyal and noble men your muse will ever meet. He is the kind of guy that still believes in holding a door open for others, showing genuine compassion for others, and in giving second chances. In that, however, Alexander is noble and good to a fault as it opens him up for being back-stabbed or quite literally, falling prey to future consequences at his own expense. If your muse is looking for someone who is the noble Knight-In-Shining-Armor kind of guy, Alexander is that man.

Name: Five (aka Jacob) - (FC: Cameron Monaghan)

Has no real preference, he is a "switch" himself

Homosexual

Alignment: Lawful Neutral (He made an oath to be a personal guard to whoever holds the crown of Hearts. Something he always regrets whenever William is in power)

Romance Probability: High, with a caveat (no matter who he does end up with, he is metaphorically a "slave" to the King/Queen he serves.)

Key Notes: Five is an adventurous, outgoing guy. When he is off duty he is the club hopper, the drug taker, the 'will go anywhere and do pretty much anything' guy. He is more likely to lean on the side of good intentions, he is kind and thoughtful. However, his greatest downfall is of course, his sense of duty to the crown which will always hold a risk of interfering with any relationships he may have. If your muse has a soft spot for the red heads (lol) and thnks he is worth the risk, Five is always open for potential relationships.

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William has been left off of this list because trust me.... as a mun, I wouldn't recommend going down that road.

#just a little thing I decided to do on a whim for the muses #for anyone interested in potential ships with a particular muse #c:Sean #c:Darius #c:Alexander #c:Five

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Yes, of course -- oh, of course, --- I would love to do that. They had seemed like empty words. Words that Seti was speaking because those words were certainly what Sean had wanted to hear.

However --,

Now, it was true that using his ability of manipulating emotions was something he had never done to Seti, but that didn't mean he didn't use his ability to read the emotions that Seti already had and it was certain that Seti's words did not mesh up with the emotions he was having as he was saying them.

Seti didn't want a domestic life, no, not really. If he wanted any other life, it would seem, besides the life they had in Wonderland, was a life in the realm he was from, a place that was Seti's home rather than Sean's home. And wouldn't that have been fair? After all, Seti had left his life behind, the life that he had known as royalty, and although it certainly hadn't been perfect, it had been his.

He had made sacrifices for Sean, it would seem that now was the time that Sean made sacrifices for him. "Is that what you want, Seti, to go back to your world for a little while?" It wasn't a realm that Sean wasn't familiar with, they had been there before but they hadn't stayed long. "Our relationship, our marriage, it isn't always about me, it shouldn't be. You have catered enough to my whims and flights of fancies, your words say one thing but your emotions, Seti, the ones you are pushing down deep because you don't want to disappoint me, say something completely different."

Sean had reached his slender digits for Seti's hair, brushing his fingers through it. "I love you. Your happiness is just as important to me as my own. Julian won't be happy regardless of what we do, but at least he will know that he won't be left behind."

Seti narrowed his eyes a bit as the look on the other's face sorted for him. Sean clearly did not want that sort of thing. Listening to Sean confess as much "Yes. Of course." Seti nodded, offering a faint smile back then. His fingers tapping momentarily on the surface of the table, irritated by what he was hearing. He knew this was best for their son, though. But it seemed so tame and an unknown force controlling him said that wasn't likely to remain.

But he had to ignore that for the time being and let Sean think whatever he wanted, to feel better. For a while, might be a difficult task, because he had never had an entirely domestic life. He wasn't sure he wanted one, either "Oh. Of course." Julian needed to step back "He does need something that will help him divert from his current path." Glancing away, he felt his jaw begin to tighten "I think he will think about Sage no matter where we place him… You don't just forget about someone who was your only friend."

However, if he met more people in this world of Sean's, he could see Julian being focused on others and Sage taking a back seat of his mind. Though he didn't think Julian would be writing emo rants, or even listen to Taylor Swift…whoever that was.

Making a face, he thought to himself for a moment then continued to listen to Sean when the other again continued to talk "If it is the world I am from, then there is plenty enough that you won't know about. You imagine the human world to be so boring, do you? Perhaps it just works differently from what you know, and that is why your powers are not great there." He reasoned, thinking about it as he turned his attention away "There are plenty of Ancient Gods in my world, Sean. I am named after one." Tapping a finger once against the table, he gave a curious look to the other.

Sean knew next to nothing about the human world if he really thought there was no equivalent to his own, in it. Seti just nodded though. While he knew the mystical existed in the human world, they were more hidden than those in Wonderland, and that was perhaps why so many thought the world of humans to be normal because it wasn't, was it? Just for humans. As his hands were grabbed Seti continued to listen to Sean "That sounds adorable Sean. I would love to do that." Seti smiled a bit at this holding Sean's hands in his "You are more than welcome to have that life, I will walk with you along this path."

#c:Sean #interactions #SeanxSeti #thornstocutyouwith

[ofwondersandhares]

CSiblings: Andrew Lee Potts and Sebastian Stan

#not mine #but look what I found #reflections #DariusxAsher #tagging #thornstocutyouwith #c:Darius

[ofwondersandhares]

It was obvious in her facial expression as he told her he didn't need a favor at that moment that he had frustrated her. Her only reaction, besides the heavy breath she had taken in, was an exaggerated roll of her eyes as she crossed her arms and glared at him. She didn't need to sign anything to him in response because her response was clearly written all over her face.

The moment he had asked her if something was wrong she had uncrossed her arms, did he really care or was he just asking because he felt like he should ask? Then again, did it really matter? It wasn't like they were friends so why wouldn't he just ask because he felt like he should? It became quite obvious to Darla in that moment that she was overthinking it.

“I called home.” She signed, clearly trying to hold herself together as the sky above them began to cloud over. “Someone very important to me was killed, my house was auctioned off, everything in it, even the mirror that was my only link to Wonderland. I made a promise to her --” Darla's dark eyes looked toward the darkening sky as she stopped signing, she already almost killed Parker with a lightning bolt, no doubt hearing the rumble of thunder above them would upset him again.

-- what was it that Darius told her? She had to find something else to focus on. She had to find something to ground her, to get her emotions back in check. With that thought, she had reached her hand out to curl her fingertips around Parker's shoulder, she wasn't sure why she had done it but the moment that she had felt his arm, the moment she had made that contact, the rumbling in the clouds had stopped.

Darla had looked at him then, and pulled her hand away before she resumed her signing as if nothing had happened. “I made a promise to her that I would visit her at least once a month, this was supposed to be my first visit back home. This is why I have to go, I need to get back and find out who killed her, kill them, and take my house back. I am not staying here on the off chance you decide to cash in that favor so you can either come with me to America, or you can wait right here until I get back.”

He had had to deal with bullies most of his life. Once you let someone think they could hit you, especially when they first met you. Gave them a lot of incentive to do such in the future. Parker was not keen on becoming anyone's punching bag. He had already been through so much that he shouldn't have to be. At her gesture of surrender, he eased up. Then he knocks his head, not planning to retaliate further. The point was made. Looking away, he narrows his eyes, thinking quietly as he leads the way.

Parker stood at the door, observing the strange woman for a moment, then looked toward the door as it opened. As the two talked, Parker watched their lips before Darla started to head inside. As she signed for him to remain he half rolled his eyes and looked away, crossing his arms under his chest. What was really so uncomfortable about him? This woman just summoned a lightning bolt feet away from their home and knocked him unconscious. As he pondered and brooded over this he didn't have much other reason why not to trust him.

Aside from the benefit of the doubt. After all, he wouldn't electrocute them if they decided to upset him. But her? Parker turned his head after some time, watching Darla come back out of the house. Standing with his feet apart and watching as she came from the house looking pretty upset. Thankful for being deaf and for his ability to read faces well, even when he was hiding their emotions. Parker squinted as she again tried to rush his favor. Then he just smiled a bit and signed *No. I have no favor at this time. But you owe one.*

Dropping his hands down then, he paused, seeing if she could come up with an idea on how she would be able to complete the favor when he needed it. But her concern was clearly to get away from him. Then to deal with whatever was causing her current emotional state. Parker lifts his hands back up a bit, signing once more *You look a bit sad. Did something happen?* Of course, something happened. But he was going to need to ask because this woman wanted to make such things difficult. He knew he was about to get something like 'this isn't your concern'. But then again, she owed him a favor.

He was helping her, so he imagined she would be smart to take advantage of two situations at once. Though still, whatever her problem was, wasn't his concern. But he knew once she left, he wouldn't see her again. That just seemed to be the case. Yet he had nothing he needed to be done by another right now. So there was an issue, and he could only think that there was one particular way to remedy both, in time.

#c:Darla #interactions #DarlaxParker #thornstocutyouwith

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“Right, if you ever meet Sean.” Her voice had dipped low then, the truth was that Sean had already offered to occupy her for this impromptu visit but she had pretty much begged him not to. After all the stories she had heard from his sister, she always had it in the back of her mind to keep Sean at bay whenever she was around someone she wanted to know better.

“Oh, well actually, I couldn't --” before she had finished her thoughts out loud, he had told her his name and she couldn't help the way her face had lit up as if she had been told a precious secret that barely anyone knew. But that was silly, right? He just didn't get around to it the first time.

“Ki-mo” She had sounded it out, committing his name to memory before she repeated it once more. “Kimo. I guess I don't need to call you sir anymore, unless you prefer the formality.” It was at that moment that she noticed how much he was biting his lips, was it his nervous habit the way that stuttering was hers? She was about to ask him if he was nervous when his comments about Sean had her laughing softly. “He has his moments.” Quite a lot of them.

Her brows had furrowed as she saw him biting down again on his lips the moment she was inside. At this rate, his lips would be chapped and raw by the time she left. “You have to stop doing that, you're hurting yourself.” She had gestured towards his lips, “Is that what you do when you're nervous, your lips, they are almost bleeding. I don't make you nervous, do I, Kimo?" She didn't think, even for a moment, he would be nervous for any other reason if nervousness was the reason he was biting his lips so hard.

“I'm a mouse, you think I would pass up an invitation to have cheesecake? But before we do that, I simply must do this, alright?” Before he could protest she had held up her index finger, a soft glow shimmering from her fingertip as she brushed the pad of it over his bottom lip to heal the chapped skin. To use her healing power for something so small wouldn't weaken her in any way, it was when wounds were deep she had required assistance outside from herself to heal like a plant or an animal.

“I didn't get a chance to tell you, I'm also a healer --- you have tea right?”

❝Ah mousey, you ruin the fun of calling you by a nickname if I'm not allowed to call you it whenever. But if I ever do meet Sean, I shall try not to give him anything he can tease you with.❞ Keyword was try because he couldn't promise he wouldn't slip up, since it just came naturally. ❝You'd think but yet, I'm surprised. I am quite astonished that you would go out of your way to visit someone you don't know, that you would leave Wonderland to see the guy who had a gun to your head.❞ He admitted before biting down on his bottom lip, torn once more on what to do. But then his lips were parting and before he knew it, he was speaking once more. ❝Kimo, the name is Kimo.❞

Well there is was, she finally knew his name. But if she could go out of her way to come see him then she at least deserved to know who she was visiting. Though the fact she came to him for no other reason but to just see him, well that was mind-blowing. After all he never imagined she'd want to see the stranger that held a gun to her head and yet, here she was. So suppose he should be thanking his lucky stars for letting him see the beautiful shifter named Layla once more, yet he wouldn't because that was such a silly thing to do. ❝Ah, what a brat. But understandable, I suppose.❞ He mused with a chuckle.

Once the female was inside, the male closed the door. Teeth biting down on his lip once more but harder this time when he saw her reaction, would have probably thrown his hands in the air in surrender if it wasn't for the box in his hands. Almost instantly regretted his choice of words but couldn't, because that was where his mind went and he wouldn't apologize for it. That would be like apologizing for the trust issues, which who ever apologizes for them? But everything was quickly forgotten when he heard her call him a friend, which caused his eyes to widened. A look of pure shock resting upon his features, the elf certainly didn't see that one coming. How could he? It wasn't like he figured they be friends after only meeting once and her not even knowing who he was. But the fact she consider him a friend, made Kimo feel a tingle of fondness within him. Felt like he could glow from that warm feeling that was creeping over him, it was weird. But still, his lips curved up into an warm, genuine smile before he glanced away from her, muttering to himself in elvish. ❝Ah mousey! Friends wouldn't poison their friends but one never truly knows.❞ He spoke after a moment of silence, finally turning his attention back to her. Shaking his head at the foolishness of this developing situation he put himself in, his own fault if you asked him but it is what it is. ❝Ngh, I-❞ Kimo began to voice out before watching her pop a strawberry in her mouth, chewing it to prove to him that it was safe. But he didn't even care anymore, her response was enough proof as it was. Unless she was really good a lying. ❝No, no, no. I believe you are no assassin, just a dormouse who likes to bake sweets. But if you want a slice, I won't stop you from sharing it with me.❞

#c:Layla #interactions #LaylaxKimo #chaoticrebels

[ofwondersandhares]

She didn't really know what to say, especially to the words that while she thought she wasn't intriguing - he clearly thought the opposite. "I guess I have a plum on my back." Shaking her head softly, she offered him a slight smile. "Just a story I once read, about rice balls. As it goes, the message was that people commonly don't even recognize their own admiral qualities." She would leave it at that, she was as far from narcissistic as anybody could get.

As Kimo continued, she had parted her lips to speak until she heard a voice coming from the pocket mirror. Holding the pocket mirror up, a look of relief washed over her as she heard Sean's voice. "I'm on my way, meet me by the hill in five." --- "Right."

Layla had slipped the mirror into the pocket of her blue jeans as she drew her attention back to Kimo once more. "Maybe I will tell you what else there is to me, if we see each other again. Goodbye for now, sir." With those words, Layla had turned around and quickly headed out the door.

Tongue clicking off the roof of his mouth as his eyes narrowed at her, she must really be a nervous wreck if she couldn't stop stuttering. Even when the gun was no longer in play, well he didn't need a gun to kill her. He could kill her with anything but he wouldn't, so she had no need to be scared of him. At least at the moment. ❝Hm, so you are a terrified nervous mess.❞ Not that he blamed her, it was in all sense pretty terrifying to have a gun pressed to your head. To know that your life was in another's hands, yet the elf had witnessed scarier things than having a gun pressed to his head. So she was lucky in a way, not to know the horrors he did. ❝Well then suppose that means you won't be stumbling over your words for much longer, though tis nothing wrong with stuttering over them at times.❞ He mused, trying to reassure he that it wasn't that big of a deal. After all, at least he was able to understand her words.

Besides if the assassin was being honest, he didn't care if she was stuttering over her words or not. Sure it was a tad bit annoying but it wasn't like a deal breaker, and the fact he was intrigued by that she was from a realm he hadn't learned about had out weighed the annoyance. Curious to know if the any of the other realms rulers or citizens knew about Wonderland and the realm traveler the female mentioned. He would have to seek one of them out, even if it was dangerous. But that could wait til later, right now his main focus was on her.

❝Is he? Well in that case then I need to meet him so I can find out for myself.❞ Kimo stated candidly before tongue clicked off the roof of his mouth, picking slightly at his dark colored nail polish. ❝But I assure you mousey, if you think you are any less intriguing than you are wrong.❞ She obviously didn't see it, which was a shame but typical in a way he supposed. Not everyone seemed to see things about themselves that others did, rather it was on insecurities or not.

At the squeak, a look of wonder flashed across his features. Well wasn't that a first, he didn't think he had ever heard someone squeak in excitement over something as simple as a pocket mirror but he was living for it. So much so his lips curved up into an amused smile, then her hand brushed against his and his breath almost hitched as he blinked slightly before pulling his hand away. ❝Don't mention it.❞ He voiced softly, leaning back on his heels.

❝If you say so but as someone who knows that dangers lurk on this realm, I am not going to hold my breath.❞ It would be pointless to pretend, not that one could blame him since he didn't know any of them well enough to actually care. And then came the female saying she'd probably still find herself in trouble and he couldn't help but to chuckle, giving her a bewildered look before he muttered something in elvish underneath his breath. Barely audible to the female, well hopefully. ❝So you have a knack of finding yourself in trouble, oh that's not good at all. One may even say it's unlucky.❞ The prince remarked.

Then Kimo noticed how she seemed to be moving once more, which caused colorful hues to watch her intensely. Teeth biting down on his bottom lip as his chest risen and fell, waiting for whatever was to come next. But then she was introducing herself and he was actually momentarily baffled but soon enough, he was giving her an genuine smile. ❝So in a way, you are a shifter since you can shift between a mouse and a human. Well Layla from Wonderland, I'm sure there is more than that to you but I won't pressure you into telling me anything.❞ Kimo quipped before stepping closer to Layla, only stopping within inches of her. He wasn't that much bigger than her it seems, given he was 5'7 naturally and currently since he was able to adjust his height if he so wished. And she seemed to be only a few feet shorter than him but still short enough where he looked down slightly at her with a tilt of the head, debating if he wanted to disclose any personal information to her. After all it's not like they'd see each other after she left, right? So what did it matter if she knew his name or not?

#just a short little reply to close this thread as we have another one going #C:Layla #interactions #chaoticrebels

[ofwondersandhares]

“Mousey? Ah, please don't call me that around Sean, he will tease me relentlessly.” And why wouldn't he? She could feel the blush blossoming on her cheeks as she looked away from Kimo until his question had her looking at him again. “Well, I would think it would be obvious. I came to see you.”

The truth was, and it would probably not leave her lips to tell him, ever since she had left this realm, Kimo had been on her mind. The random encounter with an attractive assassin who knew more about her than she knew about him. Sean had already teased her whenever he was around and noticed her staring off into space in obvious thought, he had called it a crush but how could she possibly have a crush on someone she only met once - and someone who almost killed her, no less? “He didn't bring me here for free, I had to make him a carrot cake of his very own.”

The moment he had moved aside to let her in, she had accepted the invitation as she waited for him to take the box from her. What she hadn't expected, were the words that had followed from his lips.

The look on Layla's face as he asked if it was poisoned had been a look of someone actually offended by the question, even though his tone suggested a playful joke she could sense the seriousness in his undertone. “Poison you? Why would I do that to a friend?” She had given a brief pause, even if she thought of him as a friend, it didn't mean that he thought of her as one - especially since they had only met the once.

“-- I mean, I uh, no.” She had opened the lid of the box then and with a quick swipe of her hand she had taken one of the strawberries from the top of the cheesecake and popped it into her mouth, chewed it, and swallowed. “See? And if you want me to have my slice first, I'll take the biggest one.”

// lol, of course. Should be a bit obvious but it is perfect.

Nose scrunching up once more in displeasure to being called sir, what was it with that title? Guess in a way it's a proper way to address someone when you don't know their name but it was annoying, at least she didn't know he was royalty where he was from. Didn't even know what he truly was, which is how he wanted it.

❝Good morning mousey.❞ He hummed, colorful hues roaming over her features. A soft, warm chuckle vibrated from his throat at the promise. ❝Tsk, you are fine. I don't have any plans at the moment so you can take up as much of my time as you need to. But that's nice of Sean to bring you all the way here, though it does bug the curiosity of to why you are here if you aren't lost.❞

Because if the elf was being honest, he was lost for words to why she'd be here. But if he had to guess, if she wasn't here because she was lost then it had to do with the box in her hands. And that put him on high alert, was she here to assassinate him finally? Oh in Loki's name, to die by a cutie would be the way to go. Wouldn't it? But then she had told him what was in the box and Kimo couldn't help but to quirk an eyebrow as he took the box. Moving aside to let her into his home if she so wished.

❝You came all this way to deliver cheesecake to me, just to say thank you for not shooting you? You little mousey are a very fascinating creature. I'm going to assume that this isn't poisoned, right? You wouldn't do that to me, would you?❞ The prince asked teasingly, semi serious however since who knew anymore.

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