🏖️, 🎸

🏖️ = What would your muse be doing on a day out to the beach? Are they the type to get in the water or just sit on the shore?

She’d play in the water quite a bit! After that, she’d sunbathe and nap for a while. Probably until the sun goes down because she loves just laying in the sun.

🎸 = Can your muse play an instrument? If yes, which one(s)? If no, do they want to learn how to play? Can they write lyrics or sing?

Yes, a couple! She learned how to play the piano when she was younger, but was interested in the violin, so she learned how to play that as well. Rebecca can’t write lyrics worth shit, but she can sing pretty damn well. She’s self taught singing-wise.

iiregularhunter:

An amused grin was dancing across his lips as he watched his miniature protege try to dislodge her foot from the wall. I think we’ve had about enough for today… Knowing Rebecca, she would continue wanting to try, but after get tossed aside by him so easily and so many times in a row, it was clear that her focus was beginning to wane.

No reason to push her.

“Kennen: End Sim.” The instructions were registered by his navigator as the scenery around them fluctuated for a moment before vanishing, revealing the barren and empty training room. As it vanished he walked over to Rebecca, carefully placing his hands on her shoulders before helping her wrench her foot free.

“You will,” he said, nodding in agreement. “But you don’t have to push yourself to get it now.”

“I could at least make a little bit of headway!”

She huffed as he helped her get her foot out of the wall. She had no idea why it was always her foot that got stuck, maybe something about her armor.

“Thanks, Papa.”

She smiled up at him before getting her rear off the floor and dusting herself off. It was definitely time for a break if she wasn’t making any headway today, that much she could agree with.

“Time for a break, I guess. Maybe I can figure out how to pull it off mentally and try it next time.”

iiregularhunter:

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She was safe.

That was the first thought that raced through his mind at the sight of Rebecca- and for the first time in what felt like an eternity the near-deafening anxiety that had been thumping in his processing core was silenced. It was replaced by an odd-soothing numbness as empty buzzing replaced it, his world reduced to nothing more than her.

He was moving without realizing it, stumbling forward on a damaged leg to collapse in front of her. Arms encircled her tightly, pulling Rebecca in a tight hug.

Rebecca was half covered in soot from getting civilians out of burning buildings, half gasping, half coughing out a bit of smoke at his stumble as she was sent to her knees with his weight. She wrapped her arms around him just as tight, burying her sooty face in his shoulder.

“Papa, you’re alive… I’m so glad…”

Her voice was quiet as she held onto him, not thinking about much else. Her armor was a bit wrecked and covered in dirt and who knew what else, but she didn’t care right now.

“I was so scared…”

👻 + mmx verse

Send my muse a 👻 and they will share something they fear.

“Heights, not counting when I’m flying up high because I can actually control that, or zip lines cause those are actually fun. Like when I have to climb up something really tall and my legs start shaking.

It’s a really dumb fear considering my current job.”

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Carefully, steady. She held her instructed stance as best she could, her saber blazing in her hands as she calculated.

Her stance shifted minutely, her armored foot pushing off the ground and her saber clashed with Zero’s. She grunted when he pushed against her saber and sent her careening into the VR room’s wall, upside down.

Rebecca did not look amused and grumbled as she tried to dislodge her foot from the wall for the fifth time today, looking up at Zero when he came over.

“I’ll get that move one of these days, I swear it.”