Open Post ☼ 04 | ❝We're going down...❞

[twilitfall]

【the ❝CALL ME OUT❞ meme】
【3.5】
a roleplay meme to inspire muses.

◆ refer to the list above for active muses.
◆ post "calling" one of them out — you can do so by putting their name in the subject line!
◆ can be informal/formal/comment spam/crosscanon/explicit/whatever tickles your fancy!
◆ feel free to make up a scenario at the start, or wait to see where things go.
◆ if you cannot think of a scenario, feel free to pick one from the choices below.

prompt ideas. + full muselist. + coding. mindfuck meme ◆ the cuddle meme ◆ the last words meme ◆ the emotional import meme ◆ the friendship meme ◆ the nightmare meme the cheer up meme ◆ the angst meme ◆ the family meme ◆ the bad ending meme ◆ the good ending meme ◆ the hug meme

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[roseofthetigris]

[She sees that predatory glare and fixes him with one of her own. Oh, please. She could have called him far worse and already has.]

Yes, you have made that painfully obvious the last few trips we've made out here. Thankfully for all of us, this should be the last. [Should, if their prey isn't too powerful and she certainly doesn't want to cause Kate and Conlan the pain of losing him. It all comes down to what her niece's Herald says of its magic.

and now she raises an eyebrow.] Given the fact your hair is beginning to rival that of one of my sons I sadly had to put down, I have no doubts of that.

[If only he'd had as much brains as he did those feted locks. Despite that, her tone grows serious.]

Did she or did she not stay with you despite your poor choices prior to this?

[leoninely]

...I tried to make it painfully obvious before we even came.

[Curran informs her. He's a grown man. Sulking doesn't become him. He's aware of all these things, and yet here he is, still grumbling about it. But part of that is to distract himself from the heavier concerns on his mind.

His hair is growing. He's taller than us used to be. Subtle changes in his physical existence that cannot go unnoticed for long. Kate will see, and he won't lie to her. That's worse than conveniently leaving out the whole story.

The question that Erra asks catches him off-guard and he looks at her like he's not sure what to think of this line of questioning.]

She's still with me. We've had our rough patches. [Though in the end the roughest of them were when they were trying to save each other in the only way they knew, despite the pain it might cause.]

You know the answer to that question. Why ask it? [What're you getting at here, Erra?]

[roseofthetigris]

And you did, yet you also made it painfully obvious how much my niece and grandnephew mean to you.

[It really doesn't become him, yet compared to her he's still a child and likely always will be at this rate. A foolish child, who is hopelessly in love and mated to the one sane relative she has that's alive (Conlan's personality hasn't matured enough to judge yet).

She sighs, exasperated.] To point out a fact you should already know.

[Honestly, how dense can a man be? ...Don't answer that. She more than knows that answer. She's courted more than enough to know in her thousands of years. That much hasn't changed over the course of millennia.]

You fear losing her over this, yet we both know she will be angry for a while but loves you and your son deeply enough that she brought me back with her tears, begged me to betray Im and help her, then swore in the language of Power to give up her claim on Atlanta after her father and my brother is dead or sealed away. The pull of the Shar is a bitch; she nearly broke the ceiling of my mother's tomb fighting its power.

[There's a few pieces she leaves out, but that's between her and her niece.]

She is young and madly in love. Meaning she's more likely to sprout wings like your friend and take off than leave. Tell her and see if you don't believe me.

[leoninely]

[Curran does fear losing Kate over this, but losing her because of this choice instead of losing her to death is a choice he will make every day of the week and twice on Sundays. His world doesn't have any business even existing without his wife and son in it. To his credit, Curran is quiet, listening as Erra speaks.

These are things he knows, but to hear them spelled out plainly puts it in a clearer perspective. Maybe Kate can get over this. God he hopes so. ...that pun is so unintended that he's nearly groaning at his own thoughts. He manages to stifle it.

Part of him wants to thank Erra. Hell, part of him wants to hug her -- that part is small and suicidal, apparently. But that's not what he does, instead he asks,]

Just to be clear, wings don't run in your family? [Sometimes he thinks he's funny.]

[roseofthetigris]

[Erra stares at him, and in the next second, he'll feel a massive amount of magical power reach out and smack him upside the head for that one.]

No. Ask that again and I won't babysit your kitten the next time you ask.

[It's an empty threat. She's too fond of him.

[leoninely]

Ow!

[Curran tries to turn the sound into a growl rather than a startled yelp because he is a lion and a former alpha; he is not so easily caught off-guard even by ghostly millennia old in-laws.

He lifts his eyebrows at her at that.

Oh yeah okay sure, Erra.]

Please. He's your favorite person... which speaks to your taste anyway.

[His son is the absolute best thing on this planet. Thank you. If anyone would like to argue this, he will fight them.]

[roseofthetigris]

[Yes, good luck with that. She gives him a slightly amused smirk before shrugging it off slightly.]

And you have an entire street of spree killers to be willing to watch over him and murder anyone who so much as looks at him funny.

I will nap, and it will be wonderful.

[Watch her do it, Curran. She totally would. (...and quietly be panicking because of the sahanu still out there, but details!)]

[leoninely]

Potential spree killers.

[Curran corrects with a grin that is all teeth, like he's honestly all too pleased by the description. And he is. He may have left the Pack, and no one owes him that duty of loyalty and obedience anymore, but he's more secure than ever that the people he has surrounded himself are people can trust without reservation to have his back, to have his family's back.

And somehow that includes Erra. Life is weird as fuck.]

But you're right. The babysitter bench is deep. So don't worry. Have your nap.

[roseofthetigris]

Semantics. [She waves it off. Really. Are they really going to be splitting furs like this?

It's them. Of course they are.]

No wonder my niece fell for you. You've already mastered our family grin. [Is she just needling him for the fun of it? ...Maybe. Just a little bit. Though she does sincerely mean the our part; for better or worse, as this age says.

Life and death is a bitch like that.]

I will. [Yet she doesn't return to her dagger just yet, wanting to wait to hear from her adoptive grandniece first. After which is all up to the lion, anyway.]