Give advice to the OC above you!

Love... I wish I knew more about love than I do now. I could always try to learn, but I guess I haven't had the chance... B-but anyway, this isn't about me, sorry. If I was in your place, even though I'm not, but if I was... I would probably wait a little bit more? I-I don't really know how a proposal makes people feel, or if 3 years means too much or too little to everybody else... But I do think that if you get along so well together then marriage is just a celebration of how much you love each other... Right? So if you do, then you should....

Sorry, I'm not making a lot of sense. Whatever you do, I wish you the best of luck! 

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As for me? Oh... Uh... W-well, I have many things that haunt me lately, I wish I could know how to have a clear mind... Not doubt things that much... B-but it's not like anyone has to have the answer to that, I don't think... S-so don't worry if you don't...

"A idea of a hobby to pick up? Hm," Adrian folded his arms against his chest at this question after taking in the question Raphael asked. This was most certainly a interesting question.  How does one tackle it? After much thinking, Adrian nodded to himself and eyed the male before him with his green eyes. "Have you ever thought of a hobby starting a collection of some sort?" He inquired. "To me, starting a collection is nice way to waste time and get a better...what's a good word for this....perspective of the object.  For example, I collect instruments....a bit of expensive collection if you want to be honest here.....ahem. However, collecting them gave me understanding that every instrument you use is different in their own way even if they came from the same line. They can be small differences but they're enough to make them unique."

He then closed his eyes. "You don't really have to collect anything special like books and what not. You can always go with something simple like let's say rocks and sticks. I can't really decide what you should collect since I'm not you. All I can tell you that to me, this is a hobby I personally suggest you consider. You don't even have to have a huge collection either. You can simply have only a small chunk of things if that makes you feel good."

"Ah....and I guess it's my turn. Let' s see," Adrian reopened his eyes. "So....I wanted to know a good way to reconnect with my family or at least help me start repairing the relationship with them. To make a long story short, I more or less pushed almost everyone in my family away from me every since my sister died. It's not like I wanted to do that but I was worried about them getting hurt due to my secondary job." He paused and shivered at recalling the last moments he spent with his sister. "But...it's been what? 7 years now since I actually sat down and really spent time with them. I mean they were there when I graduated college and high school but other than that, that's really it. I...really feel so bad that I pushed them for so long."

"Ah." Jun rustled their hands through the pockets of their sweatshirt. They take a moment to think of their answer. "Sorry about your sis, man. That sounds rough...But about your question. I've been in kind of a similar situation before with my folks. It probably helped that I was still living with them at the time and didn't really have a place to run, but...I think you just kinda have to go for it, you know?" Jun adjusts their hair bang. "Start out with some small talk, maybe apologize--I'm sure they probably understand that you were in a rough spot after your sister died, so I think most people wouldn't get tooooo mad. Just reach out enough to let them know you're still there, and things'll start happening. The rest'll work itself out." With a wave, they leave the professor to his thoughts.

Jun leans their upper body back and forth. "Okay, so....My coworkers. With the exception of two of my buddies, they're barely 20 years old, including the captains of our ship. And I don't wanna be, like, patronizing or anything, but they're just kids! They're good kids, but they're just kids--heck, even one of the buddies I mentioned is only 22. And I'm the oldest at 27, which isn't that old, despite what they think, but we're kind of short staffed, there's only 8 of us, and...it's gonna be a long journey." They fold their hands behind their head. "That being said, none of them have been working here for more than a year or two, annnnd we're on a mission that could be pretty dangerous if we have too many people who don't know what they're doing. My question is...is it right for me to be a little concerned?"

"I don't know if it's exactly my place to say, this is more Vermillion's area and I'm as scared as they come, but...well, you do have the right to be concerned, I think? I mean...my own teammates, from my agency...some of them are just teenagers, 16 and 15...one's even 14. They're powerful and they have good luck on their side, but...like you said, they're only kids. Kids tend to get, well, reckless. It's scary.

But, ah...if there's anything I learned from my sister, is that while you should try your best to look after them, you should still believe in them? That is, you have to have faith that they can take care of themselves sometimes, even if it's hard. Kids forget to think sometimes, but it can cause more trouble if you try too hard to look after them. Does that make sense? I'm sorry if that isn't very good advice...but it's important to keep people safe while still letting them do their own things, right?"

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"Uh...so about me? Well...um...truth is, I'm scared a lot. A lot. And, uh...it's not really the best thing, because I'm supposed to be part of this task force? Or, at least, they chose me, and not many people get chosen. Anyway, I really do want to help my team, but I get so afraid and jumpy all the time...even the kids are less panicky than I am. Basically, I really want to be a lot braver, but I don't know how..."

"Fear is a natural part of existence.  Bravery is just what you do to counteract your fear and the more you get used to fear, the better you can keep a clear head and fight on.  You never truly get rid of it.  Just think of the situations that you're scared of as a problem and simply work towards a logical solution each time."

"I want to show my...lover what she means to me.  I say I love her a lot, but she just seems to brush it off.  I know she loves me, but she just treats me like a casual interest.  I think it's because she doesn't want to gert hurt, but I don't know.  How can I get through to her and show her I love her?  How do I convince her she can love me without getting hurt like she was in the past?"

"Kid, the biggest problem I've had to deal with when it came to that kinda stuff is helping kids get their braces untangled from a kiss. Look, if you want to show her how much you love her, buy her a gift. Something solid, something she can look at and always remember you. A pendent? Depending on how long you two've been together, maybe it's time you considered proposing?"

"Now listen. I wouldn't say I hate my job, but I sure as hell don't love it. Thing is, all I know is education. I'm sure as sh-t that the other schools are going to be like this, and there aren't any high schools open (although I'm pretty sure those brats wouldn't be better than fourth graders). Eh, this job pays well and the kids are okay. Should I stay like this? I don't really know what I'd do if I quit, though."

"Mister Lovejoy, life is too short to be wasted on something that the heart is not completely enraptured of. Maybe holding private, special music courses? Such things usually involve a more select type of people to work with. It also would be necessary to take a break from everything and do something purely out of joy, in order to relax." 

Hesitantly, she bites her lower lip and voices out her worry. " I am afraid of... my most important people leaving me. I would never blame them, of course not... If they find someone that makes them happy and intrigues them, they have all the right to do so... However, I just cannot help but be hurt by it..." 

"People come and go all the time but you can always have those memories  with new people. Spend some time for yourself and relax taking time to  care for yourself and your feelings are important too. Don't go looking  for people when a friendship comes it'll happen in it's own time when  you aren't thinking about it. I hope adice helps I'm still learning to  be a leader. I hope the best for you."

"I have a job as a  wildlife conservationist in the mountains, my significant other works in  the city. We try our best to visit when we have the time, our kind  lives long lives and I can see myself wanting to start a family with  them but my duty with my job and expectations for my fathers...am I  worrying too much I don't want to disappoint anyone.Or hurt any  feelings."

"Have you talked with your significant other about this?  Perhaps they would be willing to compromise and move out to the country with you or vice versa.  If you truly love them and they love you, surely you can come to an arrangement.  As for your fathers...I know what its like to worry about disappointing your parents.  But in the end, its your life.  Your parents ideals for you might not align, but if they truly love you they will accept whatever course you choose.  There may be some fighting and some disappointment involved.  They are inevitable parts of life.  But what matters is everyone's ability to forgive and move on..."

"My problem is my younger brother.  He's wild.  He doesn't want to do what he's told.  He wanders off alone, outside the city walls and I fear for his life every time.  I just want to keep him safe, but he doesn't seem to understand.  I've tried being patient, and trying to explain to him why I worry for him, but he won't listen.  I've tried the other end of the scale, forcing him to stay and scolding him if he's out of line.  But that makes him even worse.  He just won't listen and wants to do his own thing.  What can I do to keep him safe?"

"Babe, drop the big words. Do I look like I have a dictionary on me?" Aaron sticks her hand into her suit pocket and pulls out a large book that definitely wasn't there a second ago, and grins. "Well. Maybe I do. That's beside the point, though." She lets the book fall to the ground where it lands splayed open on the gravel, forgotten. "So. You wanna get metaphysical, huh? Don't you have a hobby?" She sighs and composes her face into something more serious. "Look. I don't know about the whole 'destruction of the world' thing, but I know something about big decisions. World-changing ones. And I can tell you three things I learned." She holds up a hand and counts on her fingers. "One. Stick to your convictions. What matters more to you than anything else? Everyone has something they'd die for. Or someone." Aaron mutters something under her breath that isn't quite audible before continuing. "Two. Listen to your friends, but don't obey them. Three: Stick to your decision. Stand up for yourself. In situations like these, there's no such thing as right and wrong. There's only what you choose. Those who remain... some'll hate your guts for what you did. You can't grovel for forgiveness. You have to move on. You have to make the most of what's left. Goddamnit, listen to me--I sound like Reese."

Aaron sticks her hands in her pockets and looks to the ground, uncharacteristically anxious. "Do you think she knows? Reese, I mean. She's such a clueless babe. Max figured out that I would have died for her that day, but I made her promise to keep her mouth shut. Still, she'll find out somehow, and I don't know if I could live with her knowing." Aaron removes her hands from her pockets again and throws them up in the air, annoyed. "Hell, I don't even know if I can live with her not knowing. It's a ****ing dilemma. Should I just spit it out? 'Hey, Reese, babe, remember when we ****ed up the world? I would have died to save your ass. You're welcome." She thinks for a second. "Maybe I need a little help with this."

"I'm not quite sure what the few of you did that could have caused you to die, but while I don't think she would appreciate the thought of you dying, I think she would appreciate the thought that you would risk so much for her! If she finds out, then so be it, as it was meant to be. Just, try not to be too harsh about it either, like with 'I would have died to save your ass. You're welcome.' It makes it sort of sound as if it would have been an inconveniance> I hove that has helped you!"

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Ankha looked down. "I...don't want this..." She looked up suddenly, jaw quivering slightly. "I don't wan't all of this I was given for the afterlife! I was supposed to be there, to protect and defend and fight for my people, and I failed them! I-...I died...and I failed them..." She wiped a small tear from the corner of her eyes. "They were my people, and I was their ruler. They looked up to me, trusted me, cared for me, fought for me, worked for me, and everything else...They looked up to me to protect them, to fight for them, to be fair and kind to them...They needed me, their ruler, to stand up and protect them, and I failed...I failed and now they're all dead!" a tear rolled down her cheek. 'They're all dead because I wasn't strong enough or wise enough to be able to win for them...They had everything taken...They were robbed of their homes, food, families, children...They were robbed of everything after I died...I don't know what to do anymore..."