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Fan-TASTIC. I'm also a staff woman, myself! When not...casting, granted. Casting is always my first option.

(We ought to spar sometimes, if that is something you'd like!)

How about an old classic, hmm~? Let's say you were presented a button; you can push the button and receive a million dollars, but one stranger would die. Would you do it? And if so, how many times?

“Hm I’m not sure I don’t really like modern money it’s quite useless to me. But say it was gold coins instead I might do it once see why fire dragons like laying on gold.”
Turns to next chap, “you if you Got the chance to try the cooked tongue of any creature might you?”

"Uhm... T-tongues aren't really my thing..." The witch replied with a meek yet friendly tone. "S-sorry... O-oh! B-but if it was s-sweets on the, on the other hand... Ah, hee-hee..." She stopped with a titter, knowing that wasn't the question she was asked in the first place. Still, she continued to giggle at the thought of more sugary goodness laced on her own tongue.

"S-so uh... D-do you, do you have a favorite place to walk around at, at night? C-can you, can you t-tell me w-what it's like?"

"The palace gardens. They are full of many and wondrous plants from all over the continent, even from the islands of the Sunstruck Sea. I can't begin to describe a fraction of the variety you would find there, some of the plants even glowing softly in the dark." A soft smile crosses his lips, the memory obviously a very fond one that actually makes him seem less haughty. "I know what real magic is, but yet I would describe it as...magical."

He blinks, his voice still soft as he poses the next question. "If you could grant someone you love one wish, what would it be, and why?"

. . . Well,if I had someone I love,I'd grant them the wish of immortality so I could be with her til the end of the world. Question-blue or yellow

“Blue like mom I miss her...”
“Snake or serpent?!” He glares intensely.

"Serpent. Sounds more sophisticated."

"If you could describe your life in one word, what would it be?"

(Stupid computer, didn't get to finish.)

She blinks her brown orbs once, her gaze never wavering from the person.

He sighed and leaned to the side his eyes locked with hers, “I’d change my size.”

“What would you keep if you could take something into the next life?”

She thinks for a moment, biting her lip gently, "I think I'd keep..." She trails off, "I think I'd like to keep my morals. My values. What I hold to be true and what helps me sleep at night."

"Is there anything you'd consider your strength?"

Leo smiled before banging on his chest with his fist a few times. "People always tell me I never give up. Not even when the opportunity for success is gone, or I never had a chance to win in the first place. That is my strength!"

"Hmm.." he thought for a moment before snapping, "if one of the characters who posted before you could be your servant, who would it be and what would you make them do?"

"Servant...? I don't think I'd need one...Unless someone would want to do service cleaning and so on..."

"Is the M1 Garand the better rifle, or is the M14?"

"You ask that a lot, but I don't really know what type of rifles those are either, so....M14 cause of the higher number?" Quinne thought it sounded like his answer made sense, so he was content to go with that.

"What sort of thing would you like to learn, be it language or a certain type of fighting skill?"

"To learn how to love, and laugh, and care as mortals do. Essentially.. anything not in my domain of War."

Unable to maintain a non-aggressive attitude for long, the Aztec's eyes glow gold again and he stares down at the next person from the perch that is his throne made of skulls. "Have you ever tasted true victory and eaten your opponent's heart?"

Victorie shudders, "I know what victory is, but I've never eaten someone's heart. That's just..." Then she looks at the Aztec, not wanting to offend him. Shaking her head, she turns her gaze to the next person.

"Who would you say is your greatest mentor?"

"My greastest mentor were Riba. She were a great wizard, with powers able to play with space, aether and time, but I felt like she were a mother to me. You see when I gave myself my abilities, I went mad with all the powers given. I were a monster of a being, terrorizing the very earth I walked upon. Then one day this wizard came by, and as the piece of scum that I were, I tried to kill her. In a matter of seconds I were brought to my knees by her hand. I were a scared child, lashing out at the world for how it had treated me, and she could see it. So she took me under her wings, first treating me like a human being, not a monster. Then she taught me control and compassion, things I lacked. I don't know what I would have been, if I hadn't met her."

"With her help, I also separated my own being from all the selfhatred and destruction I carried, I named it Jarred. Now as an adult, I will always be able to look back at the lessons I were taught, and be able to reflect on them in a new light. Time has gone by and I hadn't heard from her in a long time, then I got a letter telling of her passing. She had been struck down and murdered by someone she tried to teach, just like me. I were furious and angry, but this wouldn't bring me any relief. She were dead, and she were going to be buried. I were at the funeral, mentally looking over everything that she had learned me, trying not to cry. She were and will always be my greatest mentor."

"Now that I have poured the story of my life out to you, mind if you too pour out yours?"

"I would mind very much--it's impossible to tell the story of more than twenty years in a matter of a minute or less."

He shakes his head, though a faint smile of amusement graces his face. "What motivates you in life?"

"Whatever it is... I wish it would stop." She says in a flat voice, with slight indications of misery, that would most likely be exaggerated.

"If we have moral obligations, who or what do you think caused them and what is the reasoning or motive behind it."

Genetics, likely. The want for kinship, the drive to coexist, cooperate and thrive in social groups. Altruism could advertise superiority; favors given usually mean favors are returned, and reputations can be forged. Morality evolved and bloomed as social structures had done - it's a very nuanced means of survival.

Heh. On that note, because you got me started, now: Do you think people sometimes associate beauty with morality? Why?

With a cocky hand to her hip, Lexi raised an eyebrow at the man after he asked his question. Or at least it looked like she was raising an eyebrow. It was hard to tell with her hidden eye... But her voice held a near-quiet tint of solemnity as she responded to him.

"Look man. Don't matter if they do or if they don't, eh? None of that matters once a beauty has a gun up to that face, y'know what I'm sayin'? Then it's just a matter of life 'n death."

The agent turned on a casual heel and started walking a few feet off while she continued her banter, "Tch, what's beauty 'n morality t' folks who wanna live another second, know what I mean? You'd toss that all out th' window if it means y'get t' survive fer a lil' while longer."

For a second, it seemed like Lexi was beginning to show some sort of profound and hidden intellect... Then she paused to stretch her arms back and yawn, the soft and heaving sound ending in a deep and abrupt belch. "Haha, whoops!" She batted off her social faux-pas with a playful wave of her hand to avert the unseen gas from her face. "Ah, well... Que sera, yeah? Later!"

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Getting a good distance away, it finally hit the phoenix that she had to ask a question. "Aw, c'mon man, I hate this @&#%*?!#..." Murmuring to herself as she passed by another person, Lexi took one side glance at them, then pivoted on her heel and pointed in their direction.

"You." She waved her finger for emphasis. "Yeah you. Gotta question fer ya."

Steadying her hands on her sides, the woman maintained her proud posture as she posed her inquiry. "What are yer plans fer t'morr'w? Think they'll impact someone in the near or far future?"