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[ Mikael's AMA ]

Mikael shrugged. "Because when I build sandcastles I can make up my own stories. My own families. I can find ways to make those families work. The kings are always kind, the queens are always happy and the princess never needs to be afraid or lonely. I can build homes, homes I control, I really like doing it and how it looks. Plus it means I can get away from people, I can escape everything and just go off on my own, just me the sea, the sand and my families."

[ Nash AMA ]

Sonja's smirked widened at the laugh. A hint at something she probably wouldn't know of unless she had been there.

"Doesn't sound too bad. Didn't have someone dictating what you should and shouldn't do." Not like she really had to either.

"Did you always cook or did you order out a ton? Like, can you cook?"

Twisting the ring around her finger, America gave a little huff of laughter as Clyde asked his sorta kinda question. He seemed really nice and was hot as heck, and she was definitely glad for the assurances.

"I'm still not sure. Sometimes it feels like, really important? Like being ready now, right now. But then I get like...a little scared I guess? But Cosmo says that's normal! I'm so curious and excited about the adult stuff, and I like making plans about it, but I like tot hink stuff will happen when it just feels right, like there's a choir of angels or fireworks going off in the sky saying, America Jones! It's Time." She laughed again and ducked her head, a little self concious for the first time.

"But now you definitely owe me dinner!"

The ring settled on the one that felt most important. "I regret telling my Aunt Prudie I hated her. I was the one taking care of her mostly during the end. And I was just...I was really mad, that she was dying. That she could die. All the worse that she turned into something so far from herself. I didn't hate her though, and she probably couldn't even understand what I was saying. But I wish I'd been honest for those last days."

America shook her head and smiled defiantly at Peyton's expressionless gaze. "It's not like I'm her and just under some magic. I've heard the clone at least had the memories, but I'm not even that much. Most I have is old pictures."

[ ember ama ]

Ember grinned. He would have answered this question truthfully even without the ring, but the compulsion that propelled him was... interesting. It was a pleasant reminder that things--things that were not gigantic man-killing centipedes-- beyond the realm of normal existed, occupying the space where magicks might.

"Control," he said without hesitation, voice lilting and soft. "We control so few things in our lives, and appearance is one of them. So I choose to evoke a particular aesthetic, to illicit a specific response from others. I present androgynous because I prefer to be seen as such. I practise witchcrafts and so it is only fitting that I often look like the witch I am."

He blew a kiss at Nora, beaming.

[ Roswell AMA ]


He'd managed to segue the conversation briefly into something that did not involve poor Roswell's feelings for Lysander - but the mention of organized crime had Merric's eyes widening, expression startled behind his glasses. Roswell did not look the sort of man to be working in organized crime.

"I, uh, oh."

There was a brief pause in which Merric struggled to make sense of this, then saw the increasing bleak frustration on Roswell's face that matched the abject fury in Lysander's, and felt even more uneasy. He disliked the idea that the two of them were fighting. Or not fighting. Or glaring at each other - whatever it was that was happening, really.

"What sort of fashion?" he asked, a little desperately, still trying not to get into the middle of things, though a part of him wondered if he was overstepping the bounds of a tentative friendship at best.


[ Merric AMA ]


The answer left him without thinking, the ring taking his decision away from him.

"My younger brother, he always got everything he wanted," said Merric, fingers fluttering. "We were only a few years apart, but he was the golden child, and for some reason I had to work a lot harder to prove myself, you know, the first child and all, I'm supposed to set a good example, but he never had to work as hard as I did and still was handed everything on a silver platter - oh damn it - "

His cheeks had warmed considerably. Merric felt a sinking sensation in his stomach.

"I care about him, I just wish I didn't have to try as hard to be loved by our parents."

It was going, progressively, from bad to worse.


[ Nora AMA ]


Chance gave a little nod of agreement, idly tugging on one of his curls. "Jealousy has never been a thing of mine, either, it just seems counterproductive for the most part. There's a certain appeal to possessiveness, but as you've said, the whole..." He waved a hand. "Fine line between the two is questionable. Besides, possessiveness is only sexy in bed."

He grinned at Nora, then asked, "On the opposite side of things, what's something you love more than anything?"

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[ Nash AMA ]


"It's more chaotic than you think, though," said Nash dryly. "But I ordered out a shitton, October and I both did. I can kinda cook, but October's the one who can cook more than I can."

Dean's question was, predictably, one that dug straight in deep. Nash said, the answer simply rolling from his mouth without conscious effort, "Off and on again. I mean, everyone's hot. You're a little too young, but you're not ugly. Dottie would be better looking if she didn't stop rambling on about stupid s**t. And Toto doesn't appreciate what he's got. I mean, I can't say I haven't ever considered it."

Then he stopped, abruptly, realizing what he'd just said, and turned to glower mutinously at Dean.

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[ Roswell's AMA ]

He one hundred percent did not want to get into this, but found himself getting into it anyway. "I was exactly the kind of criminal that Kade came here to get away from, enforcing or loan sharking or whatever you'd like to call it, and yes, having a criminal record does make finding a job impossible, which is why I'm forever indebted to Lysander. I half-suspect it was the reason he hired me in the first place, although I don't think he personally cares for violence, which is the entirety of my skill set, and this topic is something I'd rather not discuss with him, or you, or anyone else.."

At Lysander's question, Roswell said, "You should know very well, sir, that there isn't, oh," and truly upset now, he twisted at the ring.

He'd wanted to leave all of that behind, and it was impossible if he was the one that was bringing it up. Lysander knew, but he had never said anything. It was especially embarrassing in front of Merric, who now probably thought of him as some...as some who knows what.