Kshama Maura When Mikazuchi told Maura about his loved one and family past away, she was tooken back. she seen the reality of how love be impacted by life decisions. She would not want to lose her family either. She break a tear and wipe with her sleeves. In her heart, she felt the ordeal was such tragedy. She must help this young man heal and renewed for rest of his life.
" i do sympathy with your pain and something similar. Many young folks of my village were sent off to the army and lay their lives down. Also some ran away from harsh life. My tutor once told me that warrior must face challenge with stern smile. Everything i do that ridky will be painful and changes lifes."
She placed her hand on Mikazuchi shoulder. She reads his body language. It was thought that he try to read into her. She very smart and never be open book person. Her tutor and her father trained her well. She can not be so vulnerable nor easy to persuade. It shows that she lacks a strength as the next warrior.
""Would you like to join me for tea and prayer? It is about the time that i pay my respect to the dead. Please have tea with me at my new home. It should be setup by now. My maids been sent to unpacked my belongings "
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2020 12:56 pm
Age: 25 Weapon: A sword specially designed for him called the Shadowpact Housing: 1313 Ombre Housing District Profile: Mikazuchi's Information
Mikazuchi didn't really need other people to sympathize for him. They had no reason to if they knew the truth behind the whole story. In fact, they'd probably end up distancing themselves from him if they did learn the truth about his past. "Except that they've fallen in the line of duty. They fought and died for what they believed in and loved. I can't say the same about my family. Hell, some would say they got what they had coming to them." When she offered for him to join her for tea and a session of prayer for the dead, he didn't have any interest in it at first. Not only did he not regret the actions he took, prayers for his family isn't something he was allowed to have considering he was the one that did the deed without hesitation. But, when his thoughts went to his fallen lover, he had a brief change of heart. "I don't know what prayers are going to do but I could go for some tea if you're offering jt"
Location: Bookworms Party:Mikazuchi Personal thoughts (OOC):
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Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2020 7:54 pm
Kshama Maura
Maura covered her lips with her fingers as she heard the tone of bitterness or explanation from Mikazuchi. she never heard of such aggressive tone from a man like that. true, some have died in the line of duty and she seen it all. the bloodshed and lives of thev young wasted on their time in the army. she cannot keep such positive with person who made their minds up. at least, he offered to come for tea.
"Yes you do have a point and your welcome to join me for tea too. followed me to my house. its on 1313 Ombre house in OMBRE DISTrict. "
she headed to the checkout desk and the cashier brings up the cost for the one book. she reaches for twenty dollars and then gave to the cashier. he gave her the change back and put the book in the paper bag. she grabs the bag from the man and signals Mickazuchi to followed her out on the streets. [exit]
xXGhoststalker
Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2020 7:02 am
Age: 25 Weapon: A sword specially designed for him called the Shadowpact Housing: 1313 Ombre Housing District Profile: Mikazuchi's Information
Mikazuchi went over to the register after she had made her purchase of a book she had been holding onto and proceeded to buy the one he had initially came into the store for. "Well, at least it's close to my place." He grabbed the bag that his book was out into and followed her out of the bookstore [Exit]
Location: Bookworms Party:Mikazuchi Personal thoughts (OOC):
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2020 2:16 pm
Riley Sawyer
Riley's smile was unwavering when he questioned Emi on her interest in such a genre of books. He wasn't judging, not in the least. If anything everything he was expressing at that moment was nothing short of complete and genuine interest. He would read the message she typed out and let out a small laugh as he shook his head"Guilty pleasure? Now what's there to be guilty about? There isn't anything wrong with liking any kind of book at all! Well unless it's full of mean things then that's not good....or books that have really, really mean stuff..but even then the person reading is probably..."he paused for a moment and chuckled as he had begun rambling about something that was almost completely off topic. Instead he'd shake his head and grin"But anyway I think it's cool you have a great hobby like reading!"he stated with a chipper tone of voice as he talked up her hobby like it was any other. He would then pause when he read the others message and nodded his head with a wide smile"Yep! I sure do, lemon drops, caramel chocolates, and peach rings are my favorites!"he explained before tilting his head curiously"Why?"Riley would soon have their answer when she was basically bribing him into silence for keeping her love of lewd books a secret. This caused him to laugh a bit in amusement before giving her an amused smile"Aw there isn't anything to be ashamed of you know, you're a grown up after all!"he then chuckled a little bit"Buuuut I won't say no to free candy so if that's what you want!"Stefan really wasn't hard to convince at all, even if he thought that her reason was a bit silly.
After the call has ended, the mobster looked at his phone with a small smirk. He is glad that she answered the phone call, despite the guilt he felt from all these years. He was a little nervous, but he felt relief after he heard her voice through the phone. 'Maybe she finally forgives him?.. still... he wants to make it up to her and start over again.' Wearing his outfit for the day, he strolls down into the halls of his house, passing the living room and heading to the foyer, which leads to the entrance of his house. "Pardon me, mister King... but.. where are you going?" one of his loyal members asked him as he approaches the main door. ".. I v'will be meeting a.. friend."
"How many men do you want--" the man asked as he pushed his ear-piece, preparing to call out a group to accompany their leader.
"No.. I v'will be going alone... --like when the Blacklist was still young." He pivoted his eyes to the man's direction with a deep tone and intimidating gaze.
"M-My apologies, Sir... I didn't mean to offend you sir.. I-It's just a little new to me that you don't bring any escort or men to protect you." the man bowed as he trembled.
Then John raised a brow, facing his body slightly towards the man and waited for him to meet his gaze. "Don't worry... I'll be fine.. . --Oh and.. . v'while I'm away, watch zhe house for me, Ladno?(Ладно?/Okay?)" He uttered with a smile, patting the man on the shoulder sending him a hint for trembling in fear is not necessary. "Y-Yes mister King.."
After exiting his house, one of his trusted butlers tossed him his car keys after a couple of paces, his car was parked just by the front of the porch.
Chevrolet Corvette
Zooming down to the streets of Lumiere Housing District, the sounds of his car's engine roared, and echoed to every alley. Though the car was fast, yet John is not a reckless driver, nor in bed ~wink. He spurs his way to the Cerise Shopping District, then he began to decrease his speed while eyeing for an establishment called Bookworm's. He likes to read books but not as studious as Vitessa and Angle back in college. As far as he remembers, it's Vitessa that used to fuel him to study harder and would even level their sense of competitiveness.
His eyes were focused on the streets, trying to remember the spot where the said shop would be located. "Hmm.. I know it was just right over he-- *SCREECH* his car suddenly stopped as an elderly woman was on the way, trying to cross the road on her own. His eyes widened in surprise, good thing that he wasn't moving that fast to react in time. He looked at the old woman seeing that she was not on a pedestrian lane. As quick as he got off his car, he guided the old woman to cross the road. "Ma'am.. are you all by yourself?-- John asked while they are moving in a sluggish pace to cross the road. The elderly seem to be unresponsive since she is really old. After a couple more paces later, a bunch of vehicles began to zoom from a distance, heading towards their direction. He raised an open palm to signal them to slow down. It's a good thing that they stopped and waited for a little longer.
After the success of helping the old woman to cross the road, the went passed behind them giving John a little message of the day. "Taking your granny for a little walk blondie? BAhA-- HAhAHA" John just gave an expressionless face as his eyes pivoted to the man, remembering his face. 'Be careful with your words... You will not know when will the day where your tongue will be torn slowly from that pathetic mouth.' --------
WHERE: Bookworm's (near the outside of Bookworm's) ━━━━━━━━━━━━ WITH: An old woman. (NPC) ━━━━━━━━━━━━ STATUS/THOUGHTS: 'Hmm.. another elderly being left alone in the streets.''
Sure, Emi was an adult, so in theory it should've been fine for her to enjoy reading NSFW type mangas without shame. Realistically, though... her anxiety filled brain wouldn't let her have that sense of peace. Even though she was just curious about the topic, she couldn't let people know that! What would mama think?! Ugh! The sheer thought of it sent waves of embarrassment and shame down her spine. Nope! No way! No one - well except for Riley - would ever know! Since he accepted her candy offer, Emi felt more relieved and relaxed. Who knew bribery worked so well? [ Okay, great! It's a deal then ~ yum_puddi ] The mute typed as a little smile was left on her face. Before the two left for the grocery store, though, Emi had to pay for her books. She might have been a little bit of a degenerate, but she was no thief! The pink girl ushered Riley to follow her up to the register if he was done shopping around and stood in line patiently. The line wasn't too long, so she was up by the cashier in a matter of a few short minutes. Of course, she was a bit antsy and nervous when the clerk looked at the book to scan it. " Oh geez..! Please don't judge me....! " Luckily for her, no side comment or weird facial expression was caught by her eyes, so she was in the clear! After paying, Emi quickly slide the book into her tote bag for safe keeping.
Vitessa sat on a bench outside of Bookworm’s, waiting for John. She was enjoying her cigarette when she felt her phone vibrate, alerting her to a notification on her cell phone. Vitessa peeked at her phone, ’ one missed call, one new voicemail ‘. She shrugged it off, deciding to listen to it after catching up with John.
Her focus shifted as tires screeched on the road nearby. A black chevrolet corvette came to a quick halt as an old woman attempted to cross the road on her own, not even on the pedestrian lane. Vitessa coughed out smoke as soon as she realized it was John stepping out of the vehicle and approaching the old lady.
She made sure to put out the fire in the cigarette then tossed it in a nearby trash can. It felt like her heart was going on to jump out of her chest upon seeing all the cars rushing in their direction. John was quick to step further into the road, slowing them down with an open palm. Curiosity sprung up, she watched him guide the old lady across the street. Within that stranger there seemed to be that old John she knew, kind hearted and caring towards others.
However, not everyone seemed to be touched by his act of kindness. There was one car in particular who drove by them, she couldn’t hear what they said but the look on their face appeared condescending. Jerks. Vitessa walked towards her motorcycle, tossed on her helmet and drove over to the side of John’s car.
She parked her motorcycle by his car but didn’t cut off the engine. Instead, she adjusted the lens on her helmet, flipping part of it open so that John could see her eyes. ”Don’t let them get to you. They have nothing better to do with their lives…” Though, she felt more bad for those sorry souls than anything, they didn’t know who they were messing with.
”Where do you want to go to catch up? I haven't really explored this city as much but I've heard of a few nice places...Wherever we decide, do ‘ya want to race there? I'm curious to see how fast you're willing to go.” Vitessa smirked and winked. She reached her arms forward to get a good stretch before planting her hands back on the handle bar.
The Russian mobster observed the car until it was no longer in sight. He even remembered the plate number of the vehicle just in case if that stranger decides to bark on him again. 'If you can't tame a wild animal, give it a lesson or two.' Then he shook his head while exhaling his breath in an annoyed manner. One thing that pisses him off is a rude person.
Then he glanced back to the old lady as she continued to walk before turning into a corner, to an alley perhaps. From the looks of her clothing, it seems she was homeless and possibly be living all by herself. Though the word "home" is not just about under some four corners and a roof, it is a place where you feel that you belong. But none the less, he has no time to venture further on feeling sorry for the elderly. Yet she shouldn't be walking all by herself.
Glancing from left to right, he looked at his phone to out the time. "Oh no.. I shouldn't let her wait for much longer."
After crossing the road, which he didn't bother the pedestrian rule either. He stood by his car, holding the handle to open its door, but he paused a woman on a motorcycle drew his attention. What made him stare was how her body's shape went well as she was straddling her ride. It was until she popped-up the lense of her helmet before she spoke. Her voice was a little muffled, but it didn't take long for John to identify that very familiar voice. "Vitessa?-- A small chuckle escaped from his smiling lips before shaking his head. 'hmm.. as still sexy as I remember.' that thought echoed as his eyes quickly panned her whole figure, seeing such a sexy sight. --nah.. a bark is no better zhan a bite." He waved his hand in a gesture where you say "let it pass." Yet from the way he says those words, it was like a mere warning to whoever has the guts to step on him.
Then she mentioned for him to decide the place where they should settle. Then his brow raised when she smirked and winked at him before pulling the lens of her helmet down again. "heh... just like the Vitessa I know." He smirked before entering his car again, starting the engine and making it roar with its deep tone, making a first impression on how much horsepower his vehicle has. Then he lowered the glass as he leaned closer to her direction, "Alright, Let's race. Zhe first one to reach the beach of Soleil wins."
WHERE: Bookworm's (near the outside of Bookworm's) ━━━━━━━━━━━━ WITH: Vitessa ━━━━━━━━━━━━ STATUS/THOUGHTS: "Let's race, dear... just like old times.''
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Posted: Mon Sep 21, 2020 6:19 pm
tab tab tab tabtabtab ██████████████ ๑ ۞ ๑ ۞ ๑ ██████████████ "Vitessa?---nah.. a bark is no better zhan a bite." How was he always so smooth? Seeing him again after last night felt surreal. She couldn't help but let her gaze briefly fall upon his lips, recalling how they were pressed against her own last night. Years of longing, missing him, hating him, letting go, deep loss. All of it only to be reignited upon a chance meeting in a foreign city. What were the chances? The warmth of his body close to hers again in an embrace took her by storm last night.
Eventually she shook the memory off, choosing to focus on his bright blue eyes - -wait, were his eyes just perusing her body? ”Mmhm. Your reputation is everything, I'm sure you won't let their mockery slide too easily.. I know I wouldn't." A muffled laughter echoed out. She heard rumors of the King pin's ruthless nature, John wasn't one to be trifled with. In fact, she felt sorry for anyone who ended up on his bad side like those idiots in the car.
The roar of his Chevrolet Corvette erupted around the street. A mighty lion indeed. "Alright, Let's race. Zhe first one to reach the beach of Soleil wins." The beach was a nice choice, feeling the ocean breeze touch her skin was soothing, perhaps it would help calm her nerves.
A spark of competitive nature ignited within, causing her squeeze the handle bar in excitement. ”Loser needs to pay for dinner ~" She flicked her lens closed and took off. Vitessa darted through the streets of Soleil with ease, weaving through traffic with her motorcycle as fluidly as a rushing river.
”Loser needs to pay for dinner ~" John made a handsome smirk while raising a brow. It felt nostalgic seeing this side of Vitessa again. The fire of how competitive she is was the sole reason why John had the spark to be more than what he used to be. She was his inspiration to be a better person and delighted his heart to have a little competition with her again, just like back at the Academy.
Upon flicking her lense, she made her chopper roar before speeding on, accelerating, and passing every vehicle before her. 'Damn, she's more hotter than I remember.. Just look at her go.' The ocean-eyes followed her tail light before shifting the gear, and kicking the engine. The Russian mobster grinned in the process. It has been a while since he raced in the streets before. This time, he is competing with his ex.
She may have the advantage of squeezing through tight spaces and maybe using some alleyways to take shortcuts. Their race had no rules, no limits. It's just a starting location to a destination, to reach the beach first. She may have that upper hand, but John's vehicle can glide in the long run.
WHERE: Bookworm's (near the outside of Bookworm's) ━━━━━━━━━━━━ WITH: Vitessa ━━━━━━━━━━━━ STATUS/THOUGHTS: "Let's race, dear... just like old times.''
ooc: oof... this one is a little short, sorry.. v o v
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Posted: Sat Sep 26, 2020 5:28 pm
Riley Sawyer
Riley found this Emi person to be a bit amusing, her reactions to things were kind of funny to them. Of course he wouldn't tease her at all and thought any less of the young woman, it was just funny to see someone so mousy and embarrassed over a hobby. It was honestly kind of cute in a way. So when she offered him candy to keep her secret Riley honestly wasn't too fussed about her so called 'secret' in the first place but hey! Riley wasn't about to turn down some free candy! What Emi didn't know was that by offering to buy them candy they were now going to be super sweet on her as anyone who fed Riley was pretty much stuck with them! Like a stray puppy being fed by a kind stranger, Riley would happily spend time with people who were kind enough to do that. Even if she was bribing the shapeshifter! Riley would proceed to follow Emi to the cashier where the two of them would pay for their books. However unlike Emi who was paid no mind for the books she purchased the cashier did stop and gave Riley a strange look at the books that Emi had chosen for them. Of course the blue haired person would simply stand there with a happy smile on his face completely oblivious to the look he was given. It was most likely because he was a guy buying BL but Riley honestly just either didn't care or didn't notice and so once it was bagged and everything he'd turn to Emi with his usual sunshine bright smile"You ready Emi?!"he questioned an his very typical upbeat tone.
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These weeks of convalescence had been nice, and hell he had even learned he was dorming with a freaking prince from fairy elf land, which made so much sense in retrospect. Ay had run off cause of an arranged marriage, which made sense, and perhaps there was more to it, either way, it wouldn’t behoove Erik to turn him in. Better, Ay had seemed appreciative that Erik didn’t make a fuss about it, so maybe he could cash in that favor at some point. All of this was well and good, but Erik was pretty sure he was healed enough that he could start working again in order to pay his rent, and it would be a damn good thing to know whether or not he still had a job. No job meant scraping what money he could together to make rent. Job meant he could afford rent plus a tight budget. Entering the employee’s entrance of the store, he was greeted by a very stressed person rambling and raving about how there was a staff shortage and they needed everyone they could get and why the hell had Erik been gone so freaking long and blah blah blah, Erik definitely stopped listening partway through. Eventually, he was able to glean that the gist of the conversation was that he would be the only one working today, and he was going to be here from opening to closing. Long hours, but he was probably in better health now than he had been when he came to Soleil, so it should be easy peasy. He used the store’s phone to call Ay and tell him that yes he still had work, in fact his shift had just started and he wouldn’t be done til night. Any offers of aid were politely declined. Erik could take care of this s**t on his own, that’s what it meant to be independent. Looking around, he saw there were tons of projects that had been put by the wayside that needed to get done. So without further ado, he launched into his work, keeping an ear on the door in case a customer came in. Otherwise he was busy rearranging things, moving stock, hauling heavy a** boxes, and all sorts of physically intensive tasks. ”This is probably going to come back to bite me, but damn it feels good to be unrestrained.” He’d just keep that thought in mind lest he start to yearn for a nap in a cozy bed or something like that.
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