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Melia sat in front of the vanity in her room, legs together and hands in her lap as Nia worked on brushing her hair. The two had chosen to take a few days for themselves, away from royal duties, something they both desperately needed. “How do you even groom wings like this?” Nia asked, rather baffled about how one would maintain the appearance of feathers. “With a special preening brush,” Melia replied, picking said tool up from the table and beginning to run it along her wings slowly, demonstrating the technique. “I could honestly ask the same about your ears, though I’d imagine grooming them is trivial compared to wings.” “You’d certainly be right about that,” Nia said as they both giggled a bit, before Nia sighed. “How long has it been since you last had a girls’ night like this?” “Not as long as you’d think,” Melia replied. “Though I’d only ever heard of the concept of a ‘girls’ night’ after Fiora and Sharla insisted on one.” “I probably had my first around the same time,” Nia

This is the basic version of Nero I will use as a starting point. A handful of world-specific versions will receive profiles in my sta.sh, but involve heavy spoilers for the worlds he'd found himself in and thus are only available upon request. Name: Nero Redwolf Age: 17 Gender: Male Appearance: Blond hair, green eyes, and usually dressed in a white top, green jacket, khaki pants, and tennis shoes or boots. Weapons: Most often, an energized sword built for him by Obsidian, or a normal sword provided to him by Astoria or Pandora. Profile: Nero was basically your average kid for the most part, until he stumbled on the lab of one Obsidian Wolfe and was hired as an assistant. The two very quickly became close friends, despite winding up in so many of Obsidian's experiments or dimensional excursions. They've traveled to multiple universes just to see what was out there, alongside the rest of their group.