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"Seeing my boyfriend. He makes me smile every time."

"Where is the most peaceful place you have found?"

"My bosses bed and after that the back of his limousine". Grinning evily she asks a stranger." Is there any rest for the wicked?".

He gave a knowing smirk to the woman's implications. "No--they get their just desserts in their next life, if not in this one. How is it you say? Karma is a...female dog?" He sipped serenely from a goblet of wine after delivering his answer, not even the slightest bit of hesitation between the moment it was asked and he replied, though he did cock a brow in question to see if he got the euphemism right.

"Speaking of other lives--what kind of spiritual beliefs do you hold?"

The smile on his face widened, jovial laughter bubbled up from Luca’s chest as he placed his forehead on his palm.

“Spiritual.” Peering up from the corner of his eye, his bangs sweeping across his forehead before he straightened himself out. Ah, now that was rich.

“Personally, I feel that spiritual care is nothing more than a fantasy. So beliefs of that nature —as far as they go— are nil. That being said, believe in what you wish. That isn’t exactly something I’ve needed to cope with my existence but I will not fault another for needing it.” His smile turned into a coy little smirk. “Should you need it to push on, then more power to you. So long as you never use it to inconvenience others.”

Tapping his chest to relieve himself of those residual bits of laughter he hadn’t been able to get out, Luca waved off the question with a hand before posing his own.

“Speaking of. If you had the power, is there anything in this world you would erase from existence? A belief, an object, a concept? Let’s make this interesting.”

"Greed lust money and power.". She speaks softly as she asks one of her followers. "Are you all done Christmas shopping yet?".

In a sickening trail of glitter and tinsel, the copper haired man lifted his spoils into the air with a hurrah! "YES!"

From behind him, a blonde woman waved her hand. "Lin does his shopping throughout the year. It's a thing."

Setting the bags down, Lin wrapped his arms around the pretty woman and hoisted her up as well, gleeful as he swung her around. "And Lil puts her name on em~"

Dropping her, Lin held his little reporter to his chest and let his smile widen, forcing his eyes shut and plopping down onto the floor to gather the woman in his lap.

"How do you express your love?"

He flops down onto the grass, picturing Sage with him, "I like to show her that she is the only woman on my mind. The only one I want, the only one I want to be with. I hold her and tell her I love her with every second available. She means the world to me and I tell her so, daily."

He looks down the hill to the next stranger, "You there! How did you find your first love?"

Ghaurug smirks and licks his tusks before stating simply, "He tried to poke my nose. I ate the offending finger. To my great surprise, he did not object."

"On the subject of exotic eating, what's the most unusual thing you've ever consumed?" he asks, almost too nonchalantly given what he just confessed to doing.

She thought for a second, then answered. "I-I dunno... a Q-Qeruna?" Without explaining, she looked to the person next to her. "W-What was th-the weirdest thing you've e-ever touched?" She then sat down and waited.

The prince got a decidedly...odd look, and shook his head. "Believe it or not...a memory crystal. The tingling feeling as it connects directly to your mind to record what your senses pick up, is the strangest feeling, and it's difficult to say if it's a good or bad feeling, but it is almost akin to a numbness through your entire body while you still have control of said body. It's utterly surreal." He shuddered lightly, not sure he appreciated that memory.

"What's the thing that most disgusts you in all of existence?"

“Wasted potential. The intentional and unashamed refusal to push past one’s self-imposed limits.” Luca sighed, already feeling a bit saddened at the mere thought. “Those types of people can rot to no consequence. However… as they say, it takes all kinds. Even if one cannot surpass their limits, they have their uses.”

Thinking of such things never brought him much joy. But it did spark another thought.

“Is there anything you would consider truly useless?”

Samson shook his head and sighed. That question seemed to have the same effect the last one had on Luca. "Someone taking someone else's idea and passing it on as their own, original thought--pretending to be clever when it was never their idea to begin with."

"How about a happier one this time--who is your greatest role model?"

"Good ol' Wilna. She taught me many things." She sighed, and fighting back tears she looked at the next person. "Who taught you the best?"

"My father did. Just as I am now teaching my daughter. Needless to say starting young it was well worth it in the end." He sighed smiling softly. Turning his head with a cigarette in his mouth he smiled to the next person. "Did you ever want kids?"

An odd sort of smile crossed his lips. "Actually...if I had a choice I might not go for children, but I do wonder what it would be like to be a parent, and I am obligated to continue the family line. It's...hard to say whether I would or would not want them when there really isn't a lot of choice."

He shook his head to clear it. "What would be your ideal birthday?"

"Never. I do not like my current position." She turned to the next person and shrugged. "Do you want a sibling or more siblings?"

((They answered “Do you want kids?“ I’ll answer the birthday one.))

Mayia froze for a moment, but considered the question for a moment, placing a hand to her chest to calm the pounding. Throat feeling dry, she settled down and shut her eyes.

“I’m… not sure. I… I want to be alone… but then I… also don’t. It’s not really something I know how to explain.” She sighed, forcing a smile as much as she was able before clearing her throat of the unpleasant tightening.

“Is there a story that you really like? What is it about?”

Nightmare paused for a second, thinking over his choices. "Well, I'd have to choose 'The Devil and Tom Walker'. It's a classic tale about how greed can get the best of you in the end. Other than that, I do like 'The Da Vinci Code' as well."

Nightmare began to think of a question and suddenly got an idea! "What wild animal would you want as a pet and why?"

The large hulking man sat himself down, the bright pinks in his clothes stretching against thick tree-trunk-like arms. Folding his apron into his lap, he smiled.

"A bear! Something big and fluffy. They are very cute and would be good for company for work!" He explained, the thick polish accent on his voice adding a layer of warmth.

"Do you have a favourite treat?"