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[penguinfaery]

CURRENT MUSELIST

Preferences: 
GENERAL: I'll play with anyone, so long as you give me something to respond to, more than the occasional one-liner. and no godmoding my characters.
AUs: I love love love AUs. Love them.
SHIPPING: Depends on the character, some of my character can ship with anyone, some not so much, but I am always willing to do gen stuff if a ship does work.
KINKS: Often depends on the character. I'm not going to judge you for asking if you're unsure, and am always willing to try to find something that does work.

Prompts: 
ALTERNATE UNIVERSE
1) High School
2) Hooker
3) Alpha/Beta/Omega
4) Criminal/Cop
5) Mermaid
6) Dark Tower
7) High fantasy 
8) Paranormal
9) Harry Potter
10) Post Apocolypse
11) Zombies
12) Historical
13) Other?

ROMANCE/SMUT
1) First Date
2) Cuddling
3) Cooking 
4) First Time
5) Break-up
6) The Moment After
7) The Morning After
8) Proposal
9) Wedding Day
10) Pregnancy
11) Baby
12) Children
13) Hurt/Comfort
14) BDSM - Non-sexual
15) BDSM - Sexual
16) Mindfucking
17) Dubious Consent
18) One-Night Stand
19) Mating Cycles/In Heat
20) Hatesex
21) Other! 

ACTION/OTHER
1) Shipwrecked on an island
2) Hunting a killer
3) Bar fight! 
4) Car chase
5) Alien attack
6) In jail
7) Captured/kidnapped
8) Stockholm Syndrome
9) In the middle of a war
10) Crash
11) Other!

What to do:
- Tag below with a prompt. You don't need to contact me or anything, just go for it! 
- Indicate in the subject line which muse you'll be tagging. 

- And I will tag you back!

Borrowed from the awesome cerebel

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Comments

stop shooting at Gale's brother that's just rude.

[inciting]

This was the only place she could force her mind into peace.

The woods were her sanity. And she missed Gale out here, but sometimes, she thought she might be better having these moments to herself. It wasn't that there weren't better moment inside the fence, here and there. But in there, she had no control. Out here, she had a little, at least.

She roamed far, wadding to gather herbs from the river side, just now getting warm enough for her to enter, and then going to gather and reset Gale's snares.

And then she found one that was empty.

She froze for only a moment, before melting into the bushes, heart pounding. Maybe a bear, or a wolf could have grabbed that. But not likely. And really, a bear was only slightly easier to deal with than a person.

but he's so shootable. :|

[quarreler]

He's ... not really sure what he's expecting, really. The traps that he's seen are clearly of very skilled make, and just as clearly not something a Peacekeeper would use. Peacekeepers are supposed to be the only ones let out of the fence. Ergo... this is a rebel.

A man, maybe, is what he's expecting. Or a toughened woman. Someone with long years of hunting behind them. Not this girl.

Not, as he realizes, after watching her from up in a tree where he crouches and hides, Katniss Everdeen.

He makes an adjustment to an arrow of his, wrapping a bit of paper around it with the word 'HELLO'. -- C'mon, he's been out here for years, helping smuggle rebels to 13. He hasn't seen the Hunger Games, though he heard word of it. He wants to see if she's as good of an archer as everyone says she is. Nothing like a little game between a couple experts.

In other words, he's bored. And he's lonely.

So he strings the arrow to the bow, aims, and releases it, so that it'll thud straight into a tree a few feet to Katniss' left.

...ok, fair.

[inciting]

Although she knew someone was out here somewhere, it made her tense when the arrow hit the tree. Close enough that her trying to hide was a joke.

Still, she stayed still for a moment, looking at the arrow. Trying to figure out the angle, the source...when she saw the paper around it. She hesitates for only a moment, before moving swiftly in her under brush and then reaching to retrieve the arrow. It's in deep, solid, but she's use to getting arrow free quickly, and is back in the bushes shortly.

The paper unravel, and she smirks as she see the message. 'Hello'

Maybe a trap, but this didn't seem very much like the style of anyone from the Capitol. She reached to grab a berry, uneatable but richly colored it, and crushed it to get the juice. 'Hi'

And then she wrapped it around the arrow, notched it, and sent it flying into a truck to where she hoped the other was.

[quarreler]

And then there's an arrow cutting through the air right to his position and hey, good thing he's on the other side of the tree trunk. He appreciates the aim, the velocity. She has good form. He might even like her, provided she's more than just another Capitol patsy.

He's got a soft spot with ladies and bows and arrows.

Proposal: we share what I got from the snare and also don't shoot each other.

Sent on back.

[inciting]

She plucks it, reading the message and chewing it over for a moment, before stepping out. Bow down.

"Come out then."

He could shoot her down, easily. She swallowed, hoping this wasn't a very stupid choice.

[quarreler]

The tree rustles. Branches shift, and there's the sight of a darting form, among them.

He lands on the ground lightly, bow clasped in his hand. He is a hunter; he is obviously a hunter, and someone who is accustomed to killing. But none of that lethal power is focused on her right now.

"Katniss Everdeen, right?" he says. "I've seen pictures."

[inciting]

"Got it in one." She said softly. She's use to people recognizing her where ever she goes of course, it's inescapable now.

But out here, in the woods, it's feels different.

"Do I get your name?"