...voicetest?

[schedar]

So I see you've finally given in. A pity it was just in time to procrastinate your own graduate school applications. How in the world did you think, I, of all people, would approve of that?

Go! And I don't want to see you back here until you've finished! Yes, of course you should apply to the one with the field leader, have a spine! I assure you, if you aren't good enough, the application committee will take care of your rejection for you.

On my making a Star Wars AU of her

[aptoautmorior]

So, you have put some more thought into this. I still do not think it is a good idea, but I will admit that it is an interesting one.

I would much prefer if you could decide what era to use at least, if nothing else, and whether or not I am still a part of the program or if it was disbanded as Marissa's was, or if I was able to escape from it in some other way.

I can also say that I do not approve of your plan to play out different versions and 'see what sticks', these are the sort of things you should know before playing with something like this.

the muse is not too thrilled with some of his nicknames (x posted to dear_player, just 'cause)

[shadowblends]

'Blueberry', 'Cinnamon Roll', 'Muffin', 'Kitten'? I don't understand. Why can't I have a normal nickname?

[Because you deserve the cute ones.]

I'm entirely fine with 'Blue' and 'Elf' because those make sense! My ears are pointed and I am blue. [A heavy sigh, both of his hands lifting to grip the dark strands on one side, the other tangling through the bi-colored bangs that cover the right side of his face.]

The only one of those in that list that makes sense is 'Blueberry' and only because it has 'blue' in the name. I'm not a bakery treat and I'm certainly not a kitten.

[Okay, but let me just point out that you have a tail, fangs, claws, big golden eyes ... and you growl and hiss. Point to Warren for the 'threatening kitten' comment and the other nicknames have nothing to do with delicious sweets.]

I am-- I mean, I'm not-- [Kurt throws his hands up, mouth hanging open and his tail lashing wildly in response. He bares those sharp canines and releases a breath, that sounds very much like the aforementioned hiss.] I give up. Call me whatever you want, but don't remind me of the other half of my ... being.

[Didn't you want to talk about your father?]

Absolutely not.