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ᴍɪꜱᴇʀʏ ᴍɪꜱᴇʀʏ ---- is the venom in my brain

ᴋɪʟʟɪɴ' ᴍᴇ ᴋɪʟʟɪɴ' ᴍᴇ ---- but I don't feel the pain

Runnin' from something that I ᶜᵃⁿ'ᵗ ʳᵉᵃˡˡʸ ᵉˣᵖˡᵃⁱⁿ

ᴍɪꜱᴇʀʏ ᴍɪꜱᴇʀʏ is the venom in our veins!

#muse| hamato raphael #[musings]

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Haven't been ᴍʏꜱᴇʟꜰ in quite a while you know

#muse| Rhodes hill #[musings]

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jiji.photo on ig

#muse| Richard evans alder #muse| stolas #[musings]

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sleeping with a knife beside me in bed, not because i’m afraid but because it is like a lover to me

#muse| hamato raphael #muse| karai #[musings]

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[Steve Nina]

Going against the government wasn't uncommon for Steve to do; it was something he did more often than many seemed to realise. Sometimes, the only way to get anything done, was to do it right under the people you were against. And when the attack happened, when blood was spilled, Steve knew it was time to repeat the mission he found himself on often. There was more to this, he knew there was - there always was.

Having to go against the government, again, wasn't what bothered him. What did bother him though, was that someone had been killed, and now, to keep the heat off of him...he was going to need to stand against his own believes, and his kids to do so. Steve anticipated the fall out, he just hoped he could make it up to them once this was all sorted out.

When Nina approached him, wanting him to help, wanting to show support to the mutants, and help track down the attacker, well, Steve simply shook his head, and swallowed a bitter pill as he stood against everything they always stood for,

"Sorry Nina, but I won't," He claimed, "I can't risk having America's symbol seen siding with mutants."

God, he prays that she'll forgive him for this later, or, at least, she'll understand why he had to play this role for now.

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It had been so sudden least that's how it felt on the broadcast. Nina was watching an interview of the mansion most known mutants lived at. Her old friend Violet had seemed excited about the chance the interview may bring. Only for it to be stopped and cut to the island, Genosha. A city of mutants that was growing into becoming it's own nation. Though the images shown? were not of a prospecting home for a type of people out casted and feared. Nina had heard all about it from Violet she seemed to really love the idea of a place like that. Mutants freely walking around with out any need to worry about well just existing in all truth. And of course, Nina was happy for her. One of few exes that she left things on good terms. They just had different paths to travel and they no long were on the same one after all. Beside Nina felt Violet was the one to lead her to Autumn in the long run. So there was no reason not to keep in touch time to time.

But seeing everything just gone. Fire consuming the once lively island the news report had shown just a day ago. Wiped out and gone. The buildings reduced to piles of rubble, the mutants..the ones that survived at least was such a low number. Nina's eyes reflected the orange blazing fire. She seen so much destroyed before that wasn't new but this? This was so different. She rushed to call for Violet her heart felt like it stopped the whole time her phone simply rang. Only working to pump blood when the voice clearly shaken from her side finally answered.

The voice on the other end was one she knew so well but in this tone? It was as if she were speaking to a stranger. Never had she heard Violet sound so shaken like this. It left Nina to feel powerless.

They had to help. They were Avengers! That was what they did so of course, to Nina it made sense that they would be sent out to help. There was no way her Dad wouldn't want to be on that mission after all? He work beside a mutant before he was still friends with them too, that was how she even met Violet in the first place. So, once the call ended she ran off to find her Dad. Delighted when he was already suited up in the true good Captain America shade of blue. Smiling as she was finding it easier to breath from the sight alone. Sometimes she was still that little girl who turned to her own hero when she needed to feel things would be okay again in the world. It had always painted how she saw Captain America a symbol of hope.

"When do we leave?" She asked right away, there was some hesitation. Where she expected an answer and a brief overview on the plan her father said nothing. "you are going to Genosha right?" She knows something is off when there isn't an answer given verbally or other wise given. "okay if you aren't going there then you must be going to find Trask?" To Nina that seemed to make sense next, find the guy who made those damn sentinel robots designed to hunt down the mutants. Who else could make more and worse ones to be able to just about level out a whole island full of mutants. Any some bit of hope here she could find she grasp on to, stepping forward. She had followed his every foot step. Like tracks in the snow so she wouldn't stray from the path being made before herself, easier to trek through the snow behind him. "So clearly you are going to track down Gyrich?"

That made sense he worked with Trask, he was the biggest anti-mutant guy in the American government after all, if anyone knew where Trask was it would by Gyrich. Still though Steve gave no answers. Why?

"You are going to show you stand with the mutant here right?" Nina almost feared this question being the only on to get an answer.

"Sorry Nina, but I won't,"

"..what?" Nina said it so quietly she wasn't even sure herself if she spoke that. He fingers slowly started to curl in towards the palm of her hand. Her angry was rising before he even continued to explain.

"I can't risk having America's symbol seen siding with mutants."

"mutants!?" She near yells as she lets her voice rise not afraid to show her clear disgust in her own father over this. "Since when are they just mutants? What about Wolverine? you fought side by side with him before!? so what you can't stand by him now?" Nina couldn’t believe what she was being told wat she was being made to listen to even! How could this be her father right now? “Since when has being some symbol ever meant more to you than peoples lives?1 you hated throwing on those shows to sell war bonds! Hell when you were sent to rally the troops you took off the second you heard uncle Bucky was in trouble. You went in that stupid ass costume to save him and the others that Hydra had captured? Being a umbilical didn’t matter then? How is it more important now?” Nina demanded as she lifted her arm and let metal knuckles meet the wall beside her. Uncaring for the hole her hand was no resting in.

“I can’t believe you would pick a stupid shield over lives. Human lives! Since when has someone not being fully human been an issue? We live and work with Gods, space elves hell a damn fucking vampire?! But mutants is suddenly where the great Captain America starts to draw lines in the sand over?” Nina truly culdn’t grasp what was going on she wanted to think her Dad been brain washed maybe even. But that would be just hopefully thinking. She tore her hand out from the way and shook the dust off from it. As she grit her teeth she still had Violets voice echoing in her mind. The fear in that voice. Had her close her eyes and look towards the ground she couldn’t stand the sight of her hero right now.

“is it the symbol your worried about or yourself?” She said her voice full of the venom that was spreading through out her whole being. "Because since when did Captian America stand by a government over people who need him? Wasn't that why you fought with Tony when they tried to enforce those rules? Or are mutants not enough for you to risk it on?" Nina felt betrayed by the image of her hero she had held on to since she was nothing but a kid herself.

Nina walked over towards her father and took his sheild from his hold. "You betray everything this was meant to spark in others!" She let her metal digits grabs the edge before slamming it down into the floor making sure it was good and stuck it would take even her Dad a but to get it back out. Before she turned her back on him and left. "Do what your told you always cared more about being a mindless soilder anyway."

#muse| nina rogers #madamkezzie #aflockoffeathers #[ Let me make you proud show you the best in me -afockoffeathers] #muse interaction #ic reply #stay queued #((Yes I know you dont know xmen so this is a bit expositiony for that purpose XD))

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[Charlie Rhodes] “why don’t i make you a cup of tea, and you can tell me all about it?“

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Rhodes preferred to be laid back and act like things didn't get under his skin. Because well if he didn't let it get to him than clearly it wouldn't get to him it was just some sort of magic or whatever. Or maybe it was just easier that way to be this way. Rhodes wasn't one to really bring his family drama with him, even with it being well out in the open now for everyone to see. Rhodes would rather everyone just act like it wasn't a thing. He just wish that applied everywhere, as he was looking over the stupid slip of paper he was given on his way out of class before he hopped on the bus for St.Canard. His dad was out of town and apparently Karine was incapable of being useful. Like always. Rhodes didn't want to bother his mom with driving all the way out to Duckberge anyway so a bus was fine. Not like he ever had to pack much anyway he had clothes at such at his moms. Just needed to grab some charges and hes pretty much good to go with just his backpack.

In a sense it fit the go with the flow mind set he tried to maintain on everything. And for the most part? it worked. Just never draw attention to much move through the motions he guessed. So why did the guidance counselor have to ruin all of that? He thought as he stared down at the stupid red small almost card stock like slip he was given on his way out from school. Telling him he had a meeting with the school counselor on Monday. Set during his lunch period. Smart on her that way he can't lie and use class as an excuse. Sure getting called in by the school's counselor could be for a number of reasons. Poor performance in class or bad grades. No Rhodes issue. He was pretty smart on his end. A worry about social development. Rhodes tended to find a number of things to take part in at school. Sure it was so he could avoid being at home but hey he still took part in things. Like helping the school and out or helping make posters for bake sales or whatever. He never committed to anything of course. Which apparently was an issue. Looking down at the note she wrote on the card the reasoning for pulling him to her office. The list of reasons having a check mark for 'personal'.

Rhodes just sighed and shoved the card into his pocket, annoyed at best over this. Likely for the best his mom wasn't home just yet she would be able to just tell from his 'aura' or whatever. And then she would encourage him to speak to someone and such. Not the first time they had this conversation after all.

That's when he noticed where he was, the store Charlie's Uncle Jasper owned. Peering in through the window he could easily spot Charlie inside. Perfect. He smiled to himself before he walked on in and headed towards the rooster.

"Sup Cher, I know I know Sonny ain't here yet but I got in earlier than expected." Rhodes explained to the rooster once he made his way over to them. Not wanting Charlie to think they got the time wrong or anything. Of course, Rhodes always made plans to hang out with the two of them when he came into the city. "Figured I got time to kill if you don't mind course." Charlie never seemed to mind. Rhodes just just went and stared at the shelf they were currently stocking.

In truth Charlie was likely the best bird to run into right now, he wasn't the chatter box Buddy could be. He was far more quite and content to keep to himself even when among Rhodes and Buddy. He idly looked at the stuff on the shelf in front of them right now Charlie's uncle shop carried stuff he didn't always seen in other stores maybe cause it wasn't a corporate business? Reaching into his pocket as he went to text. "since I'm here I'll just tel Sonny to meet us here that fine?" Despite asking he clearly was already sending that message Buddy's way. "I think they said they would be able to meet in a few hours anyway?" Rhodes tried recalling as he went to check through their chat from before when Buddy had said that. The now clumped up pass dropping out from his pocket that he was quick to grab for and tried to shoved it back into a different pocket. Was clearly going to get even Charlie's attention as the pigeon tried to set it back into hiding only to drop it again.

Hervey sigh let out as he swung his backpack off one shoulder so it would hang in front of him. Rhodes shoving the paper into the first pocket he could get into muttering under his breath the whole time. When he notices the rooster stare on him. Quirking his beak he shrugs his bag back on and pretends the bottle of whatever was more investing than anything else.

“why don’t i make you a cup of tea, and you can tell me all about it?“

"...sure."

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Rhodes sat down looking at the cup in front of him waiting for Charlie to sit as well. So much for not talking about it. Not like Charlie of all would force him..but maybe Charlie being Charlie was why Rhodes felt like he could talk to them? He had briefly explained the school counselor wanting to speak to him and such already assuring it wasn't cause he was in trouble or anything of the sort. So when the why comes up Rhodes sighs as he leans back in his seat.

"Because I'm the kid with the divorced parents, meaning I must be a troubled soul in need of help." Rhodes says it like its rehearsed and it basically is. Before he sighs and runs his hand back through his hair before it naturally falls back into place. "Look, I'm sure you've gotten it too right?" the other reason Charlie was he could speak up to on it. Sure the cases were different Charlie lost his parents. Rhodes still had his but they were both going to marked as kids with issues clearly due to it. Least to those on the outside. "I've been the kid clearly who needs to talk about it since my folks first split up. I can't tell you the amount of offices I've had to walk into and how they all seem to have that same smell to them. Always told it's all okay they just want to talk to me make sure i'm handling it all well." Rhodes stated clearly annoyed.

"When it first happened sure maybe I needed it but come on i'm 15 now! It's been ten years since the divorce happened. My Dad got re-hitched and my Mom found herself. " Rhodes expresses, to him this is just old news and it's always being brought back up. He rubs at his forehead now. "i'm just tried of being all i'm known for. I do well in school, sure I ain't part of a club but I take part in shit all the time. Hell I got asked by the band they book for prom to take the guitarist spot cause theirs can't make it. I'm a finely adjusted teenager. Not like I'm over here causing trouble at school! Sure I vape but I don't do it in the bathroom like some idiots will. I don't commit to anything in school outside helping maybe but with my folks custody after school stuff just kind of hard to keep with. Ya know?" Rhodes states some things leaking through the cracks more than even he had meant for.

He takes a moment to stop let his words just hang there in the air a moment. Before he sighs out again, grabbing for the cup of tea debating on drinking it to keep his mouth shut. Lightly blowing on it instead. "I just don't get why everyone gotta always label me with my parents divorce...I ain't saying it didn't effect me." It still dose. "But why do I have to be classed by it all the time? Heck I didn't even want you guys to know about it long as I could. Bad enough I gotta deal with it all the time. Gotta figured out pick up times, gotta keep track of what I need to bring back and forth. See whats worth having two of just for the sake of easy packing. People love to joke over the two Christmas' ? it fucking bites to have two. In all truth. Depending on which parent I'm with I either celebrate with one before it or long after it cause of step parent bitches needing her Christmas dinner to not be ruined." He takes a sip tried of just thinking about it all right now.

"And now I gotta be the perfect model student for this consular so they just leave me alone." Which maybe was the real issue Rhodes always having to be like this just to be left alone on something he didn't want to speak about. "I'm just annoyed cause I gotta talk to them about all of this rehash what old news to me just to get them off my back. She knew so course when she learned about my family junk?" He looks at Charlie unsure if they can fill in the blank there. "It's just wearing on me." He confides a bit towards Charlie.

#muse| Rhodes Hill #madamkezzie #aflockoffeathers #[ so much more than a band -aflockoffeathers] #muse interaction #ic reply #stay queued #((kid dose needs consoling cause of his family u-u)) #((XD and yes his mom is lowkey a hippe maybe not lowkey but still)) #((sonny and cher the pop duo XD cause Sonny sounds like Sunny and Cher almost fits for Charile XD))

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"It’s better with you here." ( CharlieAlastor )

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“Ah there the princess of the hour!” Alastor cheerfully greets as he emerged out from the shadows, easily slipping under the crack of her bed room door and out towards the balcony that gave quite a few pentagram city. Alastor paid a moment to look out over the city himself before moving to stand beside the princess. No one else felt like bothering her at the moment. Alastor? Not so much he was far more brash and willing to force his way in and give just a small check in towards to the princess.

"Getting a bit a of fresh air?" He offered the branch out on what had here locked away by herself right now. "I suppose it's a lot to take in right now no? New building and all. If not a tad tacky in places." Alastor idly remarks. "But I guess it faring better than before."

"It's better with you here."

It's that soft little nudge from the princess comment that seems to touch a part of Alastor as his smiles grow more genuine. "Well I do my best princess." Alastor prides himself slightly before moving to standing next to her. "Now than if me being makes the hotel better I have to ask dose me being here now make things better as well dear Charlotte? I know I told you how useful a smile is, but."

He slightly bends to better look at her better "I have to say this dump is nothing with out your smile to brighten it up."

#muse| Alastor #questionablemuses #[tags tbd] #(I just got not self control XD) #muse interaction #ic reply #stay queued

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[2k12 FootClan! Rasey] "I need to rest."

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Raphael tugged the hood over his head further over his head and tugged up the scarf he had around his neck and bottom half of his face. Really only leaving his eyes to peak out from behind his mask. This had been the most nerve wrecking trip he had ever been on. And it wasn't due to his motion sickness. As he picked to stay in as far to the back of the bus he could. Standing and holding on to a pole when ever it was allowed. He had been in the heart of the foot clan and yet even that didn't make him feel so on edge as this trip was. Even with the few humans on the bus, his senses were ringing off like crazy. Part of him blamed it on the way he and his brothers were raised. Well and from the few times he had come across humans himself. Even covering up all that he could he still felt too in the open.

Taking the absolute last bus just to ensure it would be basically empty. Maybe the worry and concern from his brothers were getting to him still as well. Mostly Donnie. Even if Raph was annoyed at his twin brother currently. He couldn't fully fault Don, if the roles were reversed? Well he be just the same, not on bored with this whole idea after finding out Casey was part of the foot clan all along. Raphael still hadn't fully processed everything about that. Between the gut punch it had turned out to be, to Casey coming to save him and his brothers? to Casey.

The turtle shook his head before moving to rest his face against the cool cold glass window. Trying not to think to much about when he and Karai found Casey at the lake that night. If they hadn't? Well Raph might not be on this bus now would he? This was sort of the first time he been heading back out this way. Telling himself right now everything else could be put on hold he just wanted to check in on Casey. And get off this bus. Both happening with in seconds when eyeing his stop at last. Recalling it from when he and Karai came out before, quick to push the why out from his mind instead he let his anxious worry settle when eyeing the familiar figure of Casey waiting there.

Here Raph thought he could ignore everything that been rattling in his mind. Sadly seeing Casey? Stirred it all more. Finally off the bus though did offer some comfort to the turtle in that least he was finally free he might risk just going back on foot home, mostly to delay his return if anything as he joined up with Casey. Eyes looking over them. It been a while since the pair of them had be alone like this. Not the first time he been out here really he come with Karai a few times. Though he always stayed outside claiming he was keeping watch.

He needed to face Casey eventually, least Splinter kept saying that much.

But everything felt so off between them, that flow they one had just seemed nonexistent right now. Casey wasn’t the person Raphael had come to think they were. So now? He had no idea what todo. How to greet them how to stand or even say everything just was so tense. Raph swore the fresh air was more stale than on that city bus, and harder to breath in than the fog of exhaust the bus so kindly fried off that stung at the turtles eyes. “Uh might be best to head inside?” Raphael finally offer finally break the awkward silence between them.

Walking into the the old hide out, Karai mentioned it had been used for any foot clan members to hide out in when trying to escape. Raphael questioned how safe that made it if it was known. But he was told it would be fine because Karai and Casey made it known where it was so no one would come there anymore. Hiding in plain sight was the logic he guessed. He looked around a bit when they got inside, it seemed fine enough if not unbearably empty. He could see why Casey might be craving company having to stay out here all by himself after all. Raph discard the clothes he had be wearing finally free from the constricting fabrics before he fell back on the couch and more took in the place. Maybe that was why Casey wanted to see him too. Karai unable to make it work so he could see Angel? It made sense to Raphael at the moment. Before he could even really try at any sort of attempt at conversation. He felt the weight of Casey's head on his legs.

"I need to rest."

Raphael stiffened a bit and tensed as he looked down at Casey, everything happened so suddenly. He hadn't had a chance to really think about well anything. About Casey's betrayal, how that effected him. Raphael wanted to act like it hadn't that he was fine that everything was fine clearly. He knows Casey saved them..but what they said? it still stung. It still repeated in his mind like an echo chamber. How cruel it all was, how stupid he himself might be or was he that desperate? As he looked down at Casey letting them rest. Raphael felt that same way as before, like he was in danger. His sense going off alarm bells in his head setting off one by one. Part of him didn't trust being alone like this with Casey? That seemed so odd to him. It shouldn't. It made sense for him to feel like that right? Casey played him, tricked him and used him. Raphael also knew that was the full truth..but even if it wasn't did that make it right? So much had happened and he Raph just hadn't allowed himself a moment to even think about it. His need to be right kind of nipping him in the ass at the moment. Leo wasn't too on board but trusted Raph. Mikey? was a bit more on Raph's side but not by much. Donnie? was the one most against this. Maybe Donnie was right?

"uh?" Raphael response with only aware Casey said something when seeing them looking up at him. They asked if this was okay, well more they asked if he was okay. Raphael hadn't really spoken a word towards Casey after all. What was he meant to say? Better said he was trying not to say somethings that maybe he should.

"it's..it's fine just" he states looking away from Casey. Where did this all leave them though? Casey saved him, he went after Casey. But now what? Raphael knows, he knows his own heart though he knows he still loves them. Why else would he do any of this? Why would he come out here just to see them? If he didn't still feel some kind of way. Why did he still feel that way? Should he? Those were the constant questions always on his mind. Worse though? He was still unsure about Casey. How much was a lie?

Instead he let himself look down at Casey still not finished his thought just looking at a sight that shouldn’t be new. “Tried, was kind of freaking out the whole time on that bus..think ‘m jus’ gonna hitch a ride on the roof next time.” Raphael offers to try and excuse it. No way Casey dosen’t also feel how off things feel, hand moved to feel over Casey’s head a second. Letting his thick black hair slip between his fingers. How easily they comb through gave him a faint reason to smile. “Must got nothing todo if you bothering to shower.” Raphael teased slightly, this seemed fine though. As Raphael went and contained to feel over Casey’s hair a moment. He knows they had a lot to just ugh talk about. Gross. Talking about feelings and emotions just wasn’t his thing. For once he was bad at it and two? It always made him feel weird gave him the ‘oogies’ as he best could explain it. But, that just it he and Casey? They didn’t always need words to sort things out between them. Least he hopes that hasn’t changed. When others couldn’t fully understand why he was able to forgive and even give back Casey his trust? It was because Casey already showed him he could. Raphael reclined back getting comfortable where he was as he brushed up Casey’s bangs to better look at them. “I ain’t leaving any time soon, ya can sleep if you want.” Because he hopes it showed Casey Raph was still sticking by his own side. Where that left them? He wasn’t sure but he knows that won’t at least change. Besides Casey might need that more than anything else right now. Just knowing he got Raphael at his side still.

#muse| hamato raphael #madamkezzie #aflockoffeathers #[ if you jumped off a bridge its only cause i did first -aflockoffeathers] #[foot!casey au] #i need rest meme #meme answer #meme reply #ic reply #stay queued #((uwu))

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Serial Killer Casey and Raph - Fatal Blow Meme

Casey hadn't meant to hit them that hard, hadn't meant to lose it with Raphael. He was always so good when it came to his temper and his lover. The lover he kept locked up and safe from the World. But they hadn't gotten mouthy, threatened to escape, threatened to take him down.

He had to remind them of their place. Had to get them to understand, he only wanted to keep them safe...needed to keep them safe. He couldn't lose them again.

He gripped his hockey stick tight, his blue eyes piercing through them, near daring them to move. They didn't. Good.

"See...aint it better when ya do what ya tol'?"

He got little in response, and Casey felt his own blood run cold for once. Dare he say he felt panic. Now that dare for them to move, turned into hope,

"...Raphael...?"

Casey slowly moved to his knees, hands grabbing their shoulder as he shook them. That anger he felt turned to nothing, as he panicked, felt remorse, regret, feelings he didn't even know he was capable of anymore! What had he done...what had he done?!

"Ya...ya not gonna die on me ya 'ear," Casey demands, "I said ya aint gonna fuckin' die Raph!"

He'd gone too far. He hit them too hard. He swallowed thickly, a pain he hadn't felt since his parents died hitting him like a bullet to the back,

"...I'm sorry..." The words are whispered like a sin, "I'm so sorry..."

| My character takes a fatal blow intended for your character. How does your character react?

Raphael couldn't let the shock get to him anymore he had to deal with it later, this was the perfect chance Casey finally left him alone. Unsure for what, nearly fearing for what. Raphael still couldn't fully believe it as the truth Casey? that goof ball mechanic was the very same person going around killing people? The one who killed Buck. As awful as it sounded that was still the real only crime in the turtles mind. The rest? He could see some justification on killing them. Low life dirt bags. He shook the thought out. He can't still be agreeing with this with any of this. He was conflicted about it all before but now that he knows it was Casey the whole time? It made those arguments even more dangerous to wager in his mind. Did..did part of him always know it was Casey the whole time?

Not the time Raphael. He refocused himself, as if it were so easy to not focus on the fact your best friend was the biggest known killer in all of New York city. That said enough on it's own. No he was also the killer Raph's older brother and team leader wanted to put an end too. Raph had to get out of here so he could get to his brothers first and.

And what? Raphael couldn't believe it part of him truly seemed to think and feel that he could what stop them for going after Casey? Something was seriously wrong with him. He kept shifted his wrists together trying to get them to line up how he needed. As he mentally scolded himself for his stupidity just then and there. finally he felt his palms against the other and started to push. Everything playing through his mind how worried Casey was about Raph being part of hunting down the killer. Thinking it was genuine worry and care for his well being that whole time. No Casey just didn't want to be caught. Evading the cops was easy but four mutant turtles? Despite whatever Casey tried to sell him on about protecting him. Raphael just couldn’t bring himself to believe it. He could hear the ropes started to snap as he pushed hard flexing his arms to add in pressure the snapping was so satisfying to his ears, finally his wrists were free. Arms moved in front of himself as he took a second to rub over his wrists the ropes had been cutting into his scales. HE didn’t have much time to waste as he looked down to his feet’s starting to work on the rope there.

Too focused on getting away though when he suddenly felt something slam rough into the side of his face. He could feel wood splinter and break, inbreeding between his scales making the hit twice as much. The clear sound of wood beak for being slammed into a small like tank built turtle stood no chance. But it was more the force on the other end that really go Raphael. “Fuck” He spat, literally as he had bite down on his tongue, “Ya ain’t keepin’ me here locked up!” Raph snaps as he looks up to find Casey hold the broken hockey stick. They would need something more dense to really do any harm to Raph. Thick scales and muscles made him like a small tank in build. “One way or another ‘m gettin’ outta here and when I do!” Raph started to threaten but even he didn’t know how to end it.

Was he really meant to turn in Casey? How? Like the cops would accept a mutant knowing the truth. Besides he’s not sure he wanted the cops to handle Casey. He rather him and his brothers do it. Whatever that meant. Raphael didn’t want to think too hard on what that might mean. Leo could make that call right? “I ain’t some damn pet! An’ ya can’ keep me here forever Case. If I don’ get out they will find me you know ‘hat! So stop this insane batshit and-“

Another hit, this time there was a hard throb ringing out against the other side of his face, Raphael had to slam a hand down to th floor to try and keep himself steady. That time it was their hockey stick that hit him it seemed. Casey meant business here, teach Raph a lesson he figures. Raphael just spat out more blood on to the floor before a ow growl emitted out from the back of his throat. A blessing in disguise Donnie would feel the same pain and might be able to understand the confusion in Raph. He just wasn’t sure if that would be enough to let Don guess where he was. He knows that Don at least wouldn’t stop trying to find him. Less dramatic, none of them would without a body to claim.

“Best ya got pretty, boy? Pfft an’ here I though you were ‘his big bad killer, playin’ around as. Sham of a hero!” Raphael taunted. He might have at first agreed with the killer, but now? He couldn't even tell you that he was looking at who was meant to be his besr friend. Someone Raphael would defend with every ouce of his being to his last dying breath even and yet here they stood bloody hockey stick in hand as they once more brought it down. Each hit harder than the last. Raphael took it every time. Unsure when the next would come but he could tell Casey was unleashing mlre and more strength between the hits. Fuck. Was all Raphael could think as he coughed up more blood. And some bile that had burned the back of his thoart till it mixed with rhe pooling blood in his mouth. Raphael leaned forward trying his best to stay up, more blood let out to the floor getting on to Casey's shoes. That had the turtle bear his teeth as he shot his head up to look at Casey best he could. One eye swollen shut from the bruising it was being forced to go through. When he heard the sound of Casey's breath ready to speak "Save it!" Raphael shouted to cut them off. "I aint buyin' your bull shit! Keep tryin' to sell and spin that story all ya want I know who I'm looking at." He spits out blood and Slavia mixture out towards Casey unsure it it hit the intened target and uncaring either way. "More like what 'm starting at. Nothing more than that damn mask of yours uh? Covering it all up with an act. Pft maybe ya should have gone off to Hollywood in the end." He sure had Raphael convinced after all. "Ta think I actually believed you too." He scoffs before looking back up at them. "Get in all ya can Casey, because I will get outta here. And jus' cause I did think you as a friend I'll take you out by my hands myself." Raphael said the promise clear in his voice. Casey was too dangerous to let walk away. He couldn't let the cops handle it. He couldn't let his brothers do it either. No he would.

It made sense in the long run to Raphael. This was his punishment wasn’t it? In a way he had helped this killer. Part of what kept Leo from looking into it sooner, Leo would have found out so much sooner. Never expected Casey once because of Raphael’s friendship it gave Casey a good cover. He helped Casey ind places to hide and strike hadn’t he even. This was just as much on him as it was on Casey. Raphael’s friendship was nothing but a cover for him this whole time, how could he be so dumb to believe Casey would be hi friend..to care about him in the way that Raphael thought they did. No it had to be hid hand.

Though, Raphael in the moment was nothing but threats at this moment, Casey? Was the one who had the situation in his control. Didn’t matter how thick skin or tough even that Raphael was between the mutagen and the own conditioning years of training and self maintenance. Not compared to what burned inside of Casey, a coldness came over the human that Raphael never once thought possible for them. Eyes that made him think of warm summer days by the lake that had warmed up a little thanks to the heat wave in the air. We’re more like ice, as Casey lifted the hockey stick high above his own head. Everything Raphael thought of Casey come across his mind once more. The nights bickering back ad forth on what team would win, Raphael learning how to fix up his bike from watching Casey in the shop. Dumb inside jokes that made the others groan when ever they got stuck hearing them. And what did Raphael feel in the final seconds his mind was allowed to still think? How he failed his best friend. He wasn’t there for Casey how he needed him to be there for him. Raphael hadn’t seen everything that was hurting them all that time Raphael just hadn’t seen it. If he did? Could he have kept Casey fm being this?

“I’m sorry“ Words cut off in the end as the hockey stick smashed right into his head the bone cracked beneath the weight of Casey’s swing, the crunc was unpleasant and white burning hot pain that shout out across his skull and through out every nerve. Raphael felt weightless. He didn't even feel his body slump on to the floor. Vision dark and blurry.

"See...aint it better when ya do what ya tol'?"

Raphael tried to voice a response but nothing came of it.

"...Raphael...?"

They really were nothing but a bullshitter uh? Claimed they were keeping Raphael safe. He barely can tell his shoulder is being shaken only aware Casey touched him as his view moved letting him see Casey for a moment. The look across Casey's eye was the first time Raphael saw the man he always thought them to be. Fear and worry across those ocean eyes that Raphael had grown so damn fond of over time....and kind of hated as well. He didn't want that to be his last thought when it came to Casey though.

"Ya...ya not gonna die on me ya 'ear,"

He likely was going to. Raphael already accepted that fact, he was going to die. Like this of all things? Man what a let down he always thought it be in a fight. Guess in a way it had been that way. He wished he could speak, try on last time to reach Casey. Casey for all the wrong he done still touched Raphael's harden heart. Got him to open up someone, felt safe around someone. Sure that lead Raphael here, dying by his own blood, spilled by his so called best friend. Shit don't seem to matter much in those final moments. Because at least he wasn't alone in his death at least Casey was here. Maybe his death will be his last attempt to reach out to Casey somehow? Or is that just wishful thinking of a dying mutant?

"I said ya aint gonna fuckin' die Raph!"

Raphael wished he wasn't either, he wanted to ask Casey why he wanted to talk to them. Late at night when he would sneak back into the auto shop Casey worked in. Music playing as they laughed and shared a case of beer together. Not one of the rowdy nights just one of those nights where they talked. Really talked. Raphael never was much of a talker but those talks with Casey? They were so real.

"...I'm sorry..."

Yeah, Raphael was sorry. Sorry he hadn't done more for Casey, sorry his friendship wasn't enough in the end. Sorry he was selfish and never reached back out to someone clearly hurting and needed him to be there.

"I'm so sorry..."

So was Raphael.

#muse| hamato raphael #madamkezzie #aflockoffeathers #[ if you jumped off a bridge its only cause i did first -aflockoffeathers] #[SK casey au] #fatal blow meme #meme answers #meme reply #ic reply #tw: death mentioned

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"What? Am I not allowed to look at you? I don't see a ring on you or anyone claiming you." ( AlastorStolas :3 )

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Word of the divorce was finally spreading past just the royals circles it seemed to be leaking down the so called ladder of ran among the demons. Those outside his manor seeming to pay the prince looks of pity here and there. As if he should be pitted for getting a divorced. So many bought the picture perfect family they portrayed he guessed. Stolas wished he didn't have all of Hell's eyes on him.

That was till he noticed someone he hadn't seen before. From one look he knew they were a sinner. Wearing a stringing red pinstriped suite, he'd say it was the smile they wore that really caught the owl's attention here. Stolas at first dismissed them but their stare was so focused on him. Stolas had come accustomed to being over all ignore As he looked to see if there was a mistake by chance here maybe they were focused on someone else.

No it was just Stolas, he felt confused, as their eyes locked for a few more second.

"Pardon but do you need something?" Stolas finally speaks to break the quite between them.

"What? Am I not allowed to look at you? I don't see a ring on you or anyone claiming you.

"Oh I uh Well I suppose?" Stolas found himself a lose for words at the comment just then. Did that just happen he wonders?

#muse| stolas #questionablemuses #[ what a classic tune -questionablemuses] #muse interaction #ic reply #stay queued #(( I just..I got NEEDS Joise!!))

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[Bailey and Richard uwu because Bailey would be speculating about things like this xD i mean he's half right xD]

"Ooooh, our little Buddy has it bad," Bailey chuckled, "I bet it's for Charlie."

He was smiling, soon noting the look on Richard's face,

"You know, they're in love," He laughed, "You haven't noticed how peculiar they've been acting recently? Moping about, daydreaming, singing to themselves - you can't say you haven't noticed Richy~"

Bailey sighed himself, smiling,

"Buddy's acting just like I did when I knew I was in love with you, it just makes sense," He grins, "And it just makes sense they'd have eyes for another Rooster; Buddy is a lot like you after all Richy~"

| Muse interaction

"Alright Mijo think you can man the counter for a few?" Richard asks, as he idly looked down to his watch the screen lighting up to display his personal reminder about needing to take care of the books, and set up payments for billing, count down the safe and such.With the café in it's more quite hours of the day it seemed to be the right time to step away from the counter himself. Besides Buddy was growing older and able to handle more responsibility in the café. With their own dreams of a bakery it was good practice for the little bird to have.

Buddy seemed out of it anyway least till they became, distracted by their phone screen and soon asked about if it be alright for Rhodes to drop by and Buddy taking a break. Buddy was always pretty lively but they seemed to just light up more when asking. Richard pretended to mull it over of course, before nodding his head. He knew there was no harm in it of course. Of course, they followed it by asking about Charlie as well and again he just nodded. Those two were bad kids themselves so he saw no harm. "Just make sure to clean up first before you sit with them alright?" Richard stated, cleaning during the quite periods was always best but he tended to keep things clean the whole time so at best Buddy only had to wash a few cups and wipe down the counter.

"If someone comes in just take their order, but you should be fine to sit and chat for awhile anyway. I know you'll keep watch on the front end." Richard says before removing his own apron and hanging it up as he went about his way so to give the two some privacy. Making way towards his office, he sure he can hear Buddy singing to himself just before he settled down at his desk and made a point to check out the time. Bailey would be in soon, he should get through a few things before he had to take his own quote on quote 'break' himself.

It was cute though he thought to himself as he busied himself. It reminded himself of when he knew there were feelings started to develop on his own end when it came to Bailey. Even Richard tend to frame the whole taking breaks more as him being interrupted during his work day because Bailey didn't know how to leave him alone. Yet, in a sense Richard reward the behavior because he always gave in and took a break. Seeing Buddy display the same act? was cute to the older bird. Buddy wasn't as bad as Richard but they had the same habit themself. So when Buddy started showing an interest in more than working? Well Buddy had always been very much like Richard himself. Their friend Rhodes living in a different city didn't come by often due to that so it didn't seem to out there at first that Buddy would break to hang out with them. But? it started to become obvious over time least to Richard.

Richard did hear the front door chime from the back of the café. When he heard Bailey's voice he could assume one was his husband. Barely just about to make out the sound of some short greetings being given. Richard always kept the office door open when he let Buddy man the front. Not because Richard thought they couldn't handle it of course, more just to be on the safe side is all. Richard continued to do as he was however even when he could hear the talons clicking against the floor coming closer to the back office.

"Ooooh, our little Buddy has it bad,"

Richard attention drifted away from the screen a moment to look up at Bailey as they enter the back office. Seems both of them had taken notice to Buddy's current state.

"I bet it's for Charlie."

"You think it's Charlie?" That actually got Richard to pause what he was in the middle off as he moved to lean back in his chair even. Curious on why Bailey thought it was Charlie that Buddy had taken a romantic liking towards.

"You know, they're in love,"

Richard simply arched up a brow at the comment, wondering if Bailey meant Buddy alone was in love or if Bailey meant Buddy and Charlie were in love with each other.

"You haven't noticed how peculiar they've been acting recently? Moping about, daydreaming, singing to themselves - you can't say you haven't noticed Richy~"

Richard tilted his head back to look at the ceiling and place a hand under his chin thinking a moment. Yeah he had noticed during work Buddy would at times do all those things. He was doing them before hand even now that he really did take a moment to think about it. Buddy been quite maybe they were daydreaming like Bailey said and they had just about heard their little bird sing? Richard dose offer a nod to show Bailey he had noticed before he speaks. "Well, yes in fact I have noticed some changes in Buddy lately. I have had to snap their attention back a few times because of the daydreaming or mopping, and have noticed them singing songs under their breath here and there." That seemed to only give proof to Bailey's claim here.

"Buddy's acting just like I did when I knew I was in love with you, it just makes sense,"

Richard titled his head at the remark there offering a faint smirk on his beak. But he let Bailey continue to speak.

"And it just makes sense they'd have eyes for another Rooster; Buddy is a lot like you after all Richy~"

"yes because my type was clearly rooster." Richard slightly joked, Moving to lean forward a bit in his seat. "And yes Buddy dose seem to take after me a lot which good for anyone they may end up liking cause if Buddy were more like you? They run away and turn everything into a telenovela scene." Richard smirk only more at Bailey. "Though I don't know if I agree on it being Charlie, I think it's Rhodes." moving back to the topic at hand. "I mean they share a bit in common and Buddy always stops working for a break simply to chat even if it's just a video call. And as you said Buddy is a lot like me. And I knew I in love with you when I started to take breaks, just for you. Nothing else ever seemed my time to do so after all." Even if at first it was like trying to pray teeth out of Richard to take a break, but hey if Bailey could leave details out so could Richard.

"I think they just may lack my taste in poultry is all." Richard says feeling pretty positive on his own guess on which of the two Buddy's pixel eyes been drawn towards. "Besides Rhodes doesn't like Starducks and Charlie dose, that alone seems to show some difference far too much difference clearly." Or Richard biased was showing here, considering Bailey used to like Starducks themself. And not that that alone was going to prove a single thing But Richard felt pretty sure on his guess here despite that fact. "So I think you are right about our little bird being love just got the wrong bird."

That seemed to draws Richard attention else where now, "hmm I know Buddy been on a date already but are we sure they are even old enough for all this yet? Sure they are 15 but maybe we needed to talk about dating and such with Buddy first?" Richard offered "Just see if Buddy really ready to handle it all?" It might not be Buddy who isn't ready for this though.

#muse| richard evans-alder #madamkezzie #aflockoffeathers #[ mocha i wanna feel like this forever - aflockoffeathers] #muse interaction #ic reply #((it's okay Bailey Richard also speculating)) #((I mean they spyed on Buddy's first date course they both like this XD))

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#muse| richard evans-alder #[musings]

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03 MikeyDon - "Just say it!" - Topic: Skateboard

| My muse struggles with the truth...Send "Just say it!" And my muse will confess to something they don't really talk about. Bonus: specify a specific topic and that's what they will talk about!

Mikey was stood just outside of Donnie's lab hand lifted up so he could knock on the door the first sign the youngest was ready to ask for something from their own mister fix it. But before he even had his knuckles meet the door it opened wide and Raphael and Leonardo were walking out from the lab. Mikey stepped back some and offered a tilt of his head. It looked far more like Leo was walking Raph out from the lab with how he had his hand resting on the best of their shell. Raphael's face was fixed into that usual sour and grump expression. Leo was mentioning something along the lines of it being fine and that Raph should just leave Don be.

"Something up?" Mikey asks letting both of them know he was there now too. Leo, as always offered that smile that just read as I know better to the youngest. Which meant something had to have happened. Leo just gave a simple 'nothing' Donnie was just busy working on something. Raph tried to get him to rest but as Leo put it Donnie was in one of those 'whatever it takes' stages of a project. Meaning no one would be getting Donnie to stop to rest or much else help with anything else.

Leaving Mikey to look down to the busted skateboard before he quickly hid it behind his shell. Unnoticed thanks to the loud mouth Raph complaining about Don's current state only for Leo to contuine usher him away for Donnkes sake. Mikey stepping off to the side as he watched the pairs shells. Raphael continued throwing his fit, and Leo handled him.

Mikey's smile faded once they were far away enough, allowing him to move his skateboard back in front of himself to look down at. Eyeing the busted wheels on the back. It was his fault having found an old subway tunnel to skate around in he started off just grinding off the stair rails but then he wanted to see if he could do it on the tracks next and we'll yeah the screws came lose and a wheel was cracked. The other? Lost. Normally Mikey didn't cate too much about bursting into the lab and interrupting Donnie. Often he was the convinet break the genius was over due for. But when Donnie got in thise 'whatever it takes' stages? Even Mikey didn't want to bother him.

Well okay? Mikey helped set up the lair he knows how to use the basic tools that's all he really needed was a screw driver? He thinks. He know Donnies got a collection of spare parts tucked away into his lab. He jsut needs some new wheels, screws and the sliver part that hold the wheel in. He could do that oh and the screw driver can't forget that. Board tucked under his arm as Mikey quietly ventured into Don's lab.

Sure enough there he was hunched over his desk face buried deep into some blue prints it seemed. Mikey could even take a guess at what of the million projects had his brother so fixated like that. As he quickly step through the lab. Heels lofted and weight shifted towards his toes. As he made his way through to where he remembered Donnie kept those spare parts at. Donnie always said you never knew when something would be useful so collecting stuff they needed replace often? Happened a lot. Like Mikey breaking his boards from getting a bit to hard in tricks and such.

He finally reached where he needed and set his board down, a quick look paid towards Don, they hadn't noticed him perfect. So he went back to shift through the stuff around draws and piles being raumaged around in. He knew it was somewhere in the mess.

"Ha!" Mikey exclaims forgetting the whole being quite part of his plan. Happily finding the assoment of parts for thier various rides. Finding them in good condition was tough as is so being able to maintain them was always important. He rumaged through the different wheels of course he wish they would March his current orange ones but he had to settle for a yellow one and red and orange tie dye one. He just needed some screws and that sliver part next? Shifting through the different wheels and such had the orange banded turtles brow knothing up as he kept rummaging through huffing and giving up he begging lookong around the area. If Donnie didn't know, he was around before he will now. As he search grew things started getting thrown and knocked over. Mikey utter oops here and there everytime it happened. Yet, Mikey still managed to feel startled when Donnie finds him in the act. Loud and shrill scream escapse Mikey ad he quickly turns around. But the fear died down quick seeing it was only Donnie.

"Oh. Man Donnie don't scare a guy like that." Mikey huffs before going back to what he was doing of course he was questioned. But well Mikey really didn't want to bother Donnie right now. Well, more than he already had, at least. "Don't worry I got this I just need that sliver part that connects the wheel and the board." Mikey explains holding up his board so Don could see the damage done before he set it back down. "Oh and screws of course that help too. Don't mind me I can fix it." Maybe. Donnie seemed ready to tell Mikey he could do it and of course Mikey was fast to jump on that. "I got it promise! Once I find everything I'll be outta your " He paused looking up at Donnies blad head a second. "Uh lab."

Of course, Donnie wasn't going to just let Mikey make a mess though.

| "Just day it"

Mikey sighs and turns to look at Donnie "I bug you all the time Dee, and you always got your own stuff to sort out. Heck Raph and Leo do too. So when I heard you were really busy I didn't want to be annoying is all." Mikey confesses a bit. "...more than I already annoy you...cause I know I bug you the most outta all of us. Figured I can least figure out how to fix my own problem for once. So I'll be quote promise I just need to find a few things and I'll be outta your mask tails."

#muse| hamato michelangelo #madamkezzie #aflockoffeathers #[ the brains of this operation -aflockoffeathers] #[03 verse] #just say it meme #meme answer #meme reply #ic reply #stay queue

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BuddyRichard - "Just say it!" - Topic: Parents

| My muse struggles with the truth... Send "Just say it!" And my muse will confess to something they don't really talk about. Bonus: specify a specific topic and that's what they will talk about!

Richard didn't even know he still had this old photo, having been going threw some of his old belongings. When he had moved out he didn't take much with him but seemed some things had slipped by he even down sized more when moving in with Bailey and Sue. Richard had wanted to find an old book of his. The Giver. Had always been a favorite of his and he thought Buddy might like the story as well. But the copy was well of course old. And seemed to have a small bit of damage to it. Likely from years of sitting in this box just shifting around among other belongings the edges of the paper had lost their edge and started to get ragged edges. The cover was fading and worse it seemed the pages were slowly unbinding from the spine.

As the eagle went to open the book up, though, he was greeted with the truth condition of the binding as pages broke free and fell to the ground. landing around his talons. Richard simply sighed before setting the near empty cover down, as he lowered down onto his knee and began gathering up the loose pages. Seems he would be in need of a replacement in general, let alone to give it to Buddy to try reading it. That was when he spotted the photo, taken outside his old school. Richard in front proudly wearing the school uniform after getting in. That wasn't what stood out it was his parents. His father and mother both present standing behind him. His father's hand resting on his shoulder, his mother looking down at him as if he were the pure combination of their pride mixed together. In Richard's hand was the very book the photo had been tucked away in its pages. Being why he hadn't seen it again till then.

Little small taps could be heard drawing in near to Richard. But the egeal despite hearing the sound was a bit distracted. Assuming it be mocha or caramel even. The two cats most likely to come and find him. So he is thrown a bit when it was Buddy's cheerful tone calling out to him clearly having been looking for Richard by the sounds of it. Only really hearing a question asked his way got him to turn his head and spot his son. “Ah lo siento mijo didn’t hear you��� Hmm he might regret that wording bad enough Bailey already calling him old after all. “I was looking for that book I mentioned to you, the one about the man who is the only one allowed to remember things in the world like color and such.” Seeming to not draw attention to what had take him out of it for moment but even as a teen seemed Buddy hadn’t lost that curious side trying for a peek.

Richard flipped the photo over clearly keeping it from his son as he gather up the poor book that was still on the verge of falling apart. “I wont get to lead you may copy however” moving to stand up he catches the way Buddy is looking at him well more the photo. Richard wasn’t being subtle after all about not wanting them to see the picture that had thier papa so transfixed for a moment there. Even asking about it again. “It’s just an old photo of me nothing else, but I don’t like how I look it so I’m going to burn on the stove.” The only lick of truth in Richard’s comment there was that he would burn a photo of himself if he felt he looked bad in it. But Richard would have to believe he could look bad in a photo.

“You are lucky you are my son.” Richard states then sighs as he hands over the photo. "My first day going into school. I would been going on four there. My old school wasn't one you could just enroll into you had to test in to be accepted. And I was considered advanced able to skip a few of the eailer grade levels because of it." Richard explained

"which is why my parents." Richard never did refer to them as Buddy's grandparents. Even of they technically maybe Eichard rather the burden of familiar connection to them, end with Richard. Even with Buddy's short lived contact with them. "Look proud there because of course they were I - ah nothing actually. Hmm I really wanted to hand this book down to you I wonder if I can find someone to repair the binding."

"Just say it!"

"it?" Richard answered with, of course, Richard the man who loved puns would of course love and be good at Dad jokes as well. Though despite it the look on his son's face stayed the same. "Fine, I mean you had a taste of it yourself didn't you? I was saying they only look proud because I made them look good. That was pretty much my whole relationship with them." Richard states letting his eyes drift back towards to the photo. "Long as I made them look good I was perfect in their eyes. I set an impossible standard from that start for myself. Funny enough I was only doing it because I generally enjoyed learning. Didn't become about them till I got into that school. Then I sort of didn't care about learning anymore." He admits going ahead and tearing the photo slowly into small pieces.

"Mijo, I may not be a perfect parent." He smiles as he looks at them as he offers a faint smile and shrug of his shoulders. "I know never words I say towards myself. And I would never once try and emulate anything they did with you. But I am learning what not to do thanks to them. So I hope I am sticking to that. But seeing the person you are growing into? I think your father and I are doing a decent job?" Richard offers before moving to ruffle up their hair as always. "Even if i'm struggling with watching my little duckling no longer being my little duckling. Maybe we should just get you something else to read?"

#muse| richard evans-alder #madamkezzie #aflockoffeathers #[the house that you live in don't make it a home evans alder family alfockoffeathers] #just say it meme #meme answer #meme reply #ic reply #stay queued #((cause richards dumb and worries even just being a sappy dad sometimes treads to close to him being like his parents ;3; despite richard #wanting Buddy to read the book only cause he onced like it not for anything like his parents why he meantioned he tries to learn what not t #do from them ;3; Buddy may be a teen but Richard is still learning too))

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// sorry slow week for me XD I also dropped the ball on chatting with some potential new writing partners. I was distracted heavy this week with some fandom junk i'll get back on the ball over the weekend haha

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"Tell me, my dear~" Alastor starts, leaning in possibly a bit too close to Lucifer for comfort. "Did it hurt when you fell from heaven~?" ( :'3 )

| muse interaction

"Tell me, my dear~"

Only four words from the deer demon was enough to get the king of hell to pull a face. turning to face them as he found them leaning down. It always got to him so much when ever they did that. He was the king of hell! What damn never did Alastor have. To not seem to understand that basic title Lucifer held! No other demon would fucking dare look down on him like so.

"Fucking prick" Lucifer mumbled under his breath before moving to fix his hat a moment. "Tell you what?" He asked not even hiding his clear annoyance towards them.

"Did it hurt when you fell from heaven~?"

Lucifer blinked a few times taking in the remark, maybe for some that would be a well known pick up line. But considering Lucifer did in fact fall from Haven? Lucifer places his hand flat against Alastor chest. Letting his finger curl in against the fabric despite the uncomfortable feeling from it before he tugged them in closer. Bring them nose to nose as he star back into Alastor own eyes.

"Why wanna find out?" He offers as a faint threat, offering a crazed grin himself. Trying to not think to much about how the closeness seemed to bring heat to his face. he decided it was anger clearly causing that.

#muse| luicfer #questionable muses #[ the ture hazbin of the hotel-questionabkemuses] #ic reply #stay queued #muse interaction #(( uwu they should kiss >:3))

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[Bailey Rhodes]

Bailey frowned gently, approaching Rhodes when he was by himself. Soft and soothing little clucks left him as he approached, resting a hand on their shoulder,

"Having a step-parent is difficult, huh?" Bailey asked quietly, offering them a warm smile, "Yeah, I understand that, my step-mum wasn't the greatest either...but, hey, if you ever need someone to talk to, I can listen Rhodes," He smiles at them, "And if you ever want a place to crash, just to get away from everyone? You're welcome here, okay Rhodes?"

| muse interaction slight continuation from [here ]

It was time to head back as much as Rhodes rather not leave the comfort of his friends. Clearly only his friends right? He decided not to think much on it why he just got up and offered a shrug of his shoulders and lift of his hand to say good bye to the two of them declining the offer to be walked down. He knew his way around he promised. Beside they been exposed to his family enough already. And this way he could get in a nice good bye to his mom well grabbing his bag from her car. It just worked out to do the switch over slightly cutting into his time with his mom but in fairness he could understand the trip was a bit far so for his Dad to have to turn back?

okay in truth he knew the real reason was stupid Karine. She would throw a fit over him turning back around. Don't know why not like it was her that would be driving in the first place.

Luckily the moment his Mother's arms were wrapped around him it faded away from his mind, his own arms were quick to wrap around her in turn. Letting his face find home against her thick shoulder well he gently breathed in the usual vanilla scent she like to wear. Okay so maybe this was the real reason he didn't want Buddy and Charlie walking him out. The arrangement with custody sucked. Three days wasn't enough, if that. Between travel on Friday to get to her and back on Sunday. It was more like one day he really got with her. So he always just soaked in her hugs and scent when given a chance even if her paint chip earrings slightly bumped against his beak. Finally breaking the hug when they both hear the clear annoyed 'cough' Karine gave out.

Bitch.

He let go and went to walk towards his Dad's car next as his mother went to speak with the couple. Trunk opened up as he threw in the duffel bag and moved to sit down on the bed well waited for them to finish up talking. Likely setting up how the next switch off would work out. Rhodes didn't care right now as he just pulled out his head phones and hit play on his spotify picking back up from where it left off, 'We're not gonna take it' by Twisted Sister, blaring loud enough to drown everything out. Man he still needed to figure out how to apologize to Buddy's Dad's and Charlie's aunt and uncle. Maybe he could bring some souvenir stuff from Duckberge. With all the rich people that lived there was a lot of fancy shops and such.

Thought before he could start to think what would be good 'Sorry my step-mom is a raging bitch and made the nice dinner you two set up into a complete and utter mess.' Along with 'And I'm sorry you nice folks had to see all that shit go down when you just came as guest yourself.' Towards Charlie's aunt and uncle. Bailey walked over nearly startling the young teen having no clue into their approach just now, only noticing the soft smile on the old roosters beak. Rhodes knew of Bailey Evans-Alder. Followed their Instagram account, how he knew about the local famed coffee shop in the city. So, he was aware they also owned the business Sinsations. Had to say with those two facts he hadn't really any clue the type of person they would be. But? the person they were was not expected? Not some serious business type. Or well Rhodes wasn't sure the wording but someone you would expect having a job in a place that sold sex toys and such. Or some snotty rich guy either. Honestly? from how they dressed if you didn't know who he was you might not think he owned a company anyway. Rhodes lowered his headphones showing they had his attention. They weren't like Buddy's other dad who kind of looked intimidating sometimes. Must be the whole being a predatory bird thing. Bailey? was far more approachable, as Rhodes offered a smile back to them.

"Having a step-parent is difficult, huh?"

Rhodes blinked and slightly looked over his shoulder at said step-mom. Before reaching up to rub at the nape of his own neck. "eh yeah..Sorry ya know about well that whole thing." Rhodes began with, might as well start dishing out the apologies he figured. "She can be well not so great at times." putting it nicely. Rhodes had a long list of words he loved to call that women but he knows it wouldn't really be the best to say that to another adult in the first place. beside this place got enough of his mess as is.

"Yeah, I understand that, my step-mum wasn't the greatest either...but, hey, if you ever need someone to talk to, I can listen Rhodes,"

Rhodes just stare blankly at the rooster before he grew confused. It just was such a non-topic, off limits with out ever be stated as such. Which he never understood? The moment anything on Rhodes family got mentioned they would know the truth. His parents divorce. Karine was only his step-mother. More like step-monster, she fit in so well in the role of the evil step mother of so many fairy tale princess seemed to be stuck with as well. But it was still odd hearing it so openly addressed. But guess cause Bailey been there done that? Seemed about right. That Buddy's own folks just be nice like they were. "Oh it's not that..bad?" he offered trying to down play it best he was able, funny he normally so good at that. Maybe it just doesn't work with adults.

"And if you ever want a place to crash, just to get away from everyone? You're welcome here, okay Rhodes?"

Yeah it didn't work on adults or least not Bailey, Rhodes slightly looked down unsure what to say as he just offered a slight chuckle. Guess he can't be too surprised he's just glad to see he is still welcomed at their home at all. Sure would suck but least he knew he and Buddy were still friends after tonight. This helped though.

"Well I'm sure she ain't looking to feed me any poisoned apples any time soon, but if she tries denying me from going to a dance" Rhodes jokes his mind going back to his thought about Karine fitting the role of the evil step mom at that moment. "Then..yeah I'll uh keep that in mind. Thanks Bailey."

#muse| rhodes hill #madamkezzie #aflockoffeathers #muse interaction #ic reply #stay queued #[ step-brood family -aflockoffeathers] #((cause of the term not step dad but the dad that step up also cause step is the term used for other family and all)) #((but cause ya know chickens cross brooding and such so step brrod family uwu)) #((I just cant see Bailey letting himself be called by thier last name XD))