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 Posted: Fri May 27, 2022 3:26 pm
 ❛ Akane Arashi ❜
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Who am I? Your Queen | I'm feeling Curious | I'm speaking to Myself | Where am I? Moonbucks cafe | What am I wearing? casual
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"Freya Moon Astotle..." The woman's name slid off the young demon's lips like butter while those crimson hues trailed over the words on the file she had in her phone. Her free hand reached for the cakepops she ordered and pressed one past her lips, setting her phone aside after noticing the time and leaned back into her chair. It wasn't everyday that your wishes came true, though today felt like the Lord was being kind to this sinner - the one she wanted answers from had contacted her herself.
Akane had dropped all other work she had and dressed herself into something that seemed fitting, to come see this woman. She had her hair up in a high tail and her legs crossed over the other to show her power stance even while she waited.
After the ball, seeing that good for nothing blondie with this other woman when he made all those promises to her guardian, boss and mother, she felt betrayed. Rightfully so, she thought, she didn't see any reason to trust the man when he wasn't faithful to the woman he so loved. At least she thought he did, seeing how he was ready to risk his own life to get to her when she was in trouble. Was all that an act? Maybe he made such promises to Freya too, which probably was the reason why they agreed to meet here. "What is your relationship to that drunk blondie.." she asked herself.
Maybe she should have done some more digging herself, maybe even asked for some help. But, it would be helpful to hear it from the woman herself. Either way, she was doing this more or less for herself. She could care less if the relationship the two shared was simply platonic, she was going to take every possible opportunity to make John look bad before V and Freya. How? A smirk played on her lips as she eyed her phone and her purse that sat on the table, a mischievous little snicker followed before she cleared her throat and looked up, possibly spotting her guest making her way towards her.
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Out.Of.Chips. I hope the opening wasn't too poopoo
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Posted: Fri May 27, 2022 4:27 pm
 ☇ [̲̲̅̅F][̲̅r][̲̅e][̲̅y][̲̅̅a] ✬ [̲̅A][̲̅s][̲̅t][̲̅o][̲̅t][̲̲̅̅l][̲̅e̲] ✬ xYou can't quit until you try
You can't live until you die
You can't learn to tell the truth
Until you learn to lie. █████████ • ✬ ✭ ✮ ░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░↛ It had taken some time, but Freya had managed to get in touch with the young woman she had met when she had gone out with John to that particular event. Akane. Freya's ears laid back flat against her head at the thought of her name. It wasn't that she disliked her. It was quite the opposite really. Akane seemed just fine to Freya, young and incredibly mischievous from what she could pick up. But what sat wrong with her is her relationship with John. There was something he certainly hadn't told her about in their many visits. Her chest ached at the thought of there being someone else involved with him and her having stepped on that. Luckily they were going to meet at some place she felt fairly comfortable at though. Ordering her tea and a muffin, it wasn't hard to locate the young woman who she was supposed to meet up with.
"Akane" Freya's voice was light and easy, despite the heavy weight that hung in her chest as she approached the table Akane sat at. "I appreciate you accepting my invitation to meet. I feel we have much to talk about hm?" Sitting down gracefully, Freya leveled her pale eyes at the young woman across from her. Taking a slow sip of her tea before setting the cup down, she tried not to sigh heavily. Crossing one leg over the other, her foot bouncing slowly, Freya laid her hands flat and took a deep breath. "So where would you like to start?" There was a small and anxious laugh that followed that question as her tail twitched anxiously behind her. She normally was very good at schooling her facial expression and emotions, but not really in this conversation. She was terrified she had done something wrong without knowing it. ░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░ • ✬ ✭ ✮ • █████████You can't breathe until you choke
You gotta laugh when you're the joke
There's nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive.
[❖: Mood][Anxious][☀:Location][Moonbucks] [☂:I'm with][Herself -] [✖:O.O.C.][.Oh no, it's perfect! Mine is terrible though..][✭Money:][500]
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Posted: Sun May 29, 2022 12:56 pm
❛ Akane Arashi ❜
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Who am I? Your Queen | I'm feeling Curious | I'm speaking to Myself | Where am I? Moonbucks cafe | What am I wearing? casual
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Akane was idly tapping her fingers on the table while she waited for the other, looking up at her and passing her a slight smile. Waiting wasn't her strong suit, but there were definitely times where she had to do it - for business and for other things that didn't involve work. This time, it wasn't too bad, especially since she had her own motives to be here. Every minute would be worth the wait once she found out the truth.
Crimson red hues trailed over her guest here. She hadn't seem many of her kind so for her she was quite unusual but in a very pleasant way. Whether or not Freya was involved with John in the way she was assuming, she wouldn't have seen her as a problem since it seemed like she wasn't aware of things. While that could have been an act, she didn't think she didn't deserve the benefit of the doubt. Especially since John was fully aware of his own agreements and his relationship to Vitessa, he was more likely to be the culprit in this case. Well, detective Akane had her case in session anyways and it was time to start throwing the difficult questions. "Oh don't you worry about it, I am just as curious as you must be. Thank you for reaching out to me!" Akane stated with the most pleasant tone she could muster, quite the contrary to how she was at the party - at least to John."I hope you didn't have any trouble getting here." she'd add with the same pleasantness.
The woman was so graceful, so well behaved, she sort of reminded her of a toned down version of Vitessa in that aspect. Was that why John was pursuing her? Though unlike the other, she could tell she was nervous? Anxious? All the signs were leading her to assume she was. Then again, who wouldn't be? "What is your relationship to that blood sucking parasite, a.k.a John Castle?" Akane stated without wasting much time, trying to emphasize on how much she hated him even as she said his name.
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Out.Of.Chips. No way, yours is great!
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2022 4:08 pm
☇ [̲̲̅̅F][̲̅r][̲̅e][̲̅y][̲̅̅a] ✬ [̲̅A][̲̅s][̲̅t][̲̅o][̲̅t][̲̲̅̅l][̲̅e̲] ✬ x You can't quit until you try
You can't live until you die
You can't learn to tell the truth
Until you learn to lie. █████████ • ✬ ✭ ✮ ░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░↛ Freya gave a small, humorless chuckle as Akane seemed to offer up a few pleasantries to her, the one that made her laugh though was the getting to this place okay. "I wouldn't be surprised if they had my order waiting for me before I even got to the counter at this point." Tapping her fingers on her cup anxiously before raising it up to her lips and taking a sip, she kept her eyes steady on Akane though, watching the younger woman. Though she was nervous about this interaction, she wasn't particularly worried. If what she thought was going on was correct, she was likely at no fault, but John, John on the other hand may have created a whole mess of problem for her and others it seemed.
As Akane finally posed the question that seemed to be the elephant in the room since they had met, Freya sighed lightly and leaned back in her chair, closing her eyes in thought. "I'd like to know that as well. Though we never put any sort of label or had a discussion about it, we had seemed to be in a courting phase. But never went further than hanging out and going on what I had considered a few dates." Thinking back on the time they had spent together, Freya felt dirty, like she had done something so incredible wrong. "Tell me. Is that man in a relationship?" Opening her eyes and leaning forward, she was losing the nervous energy around her and her eyes became sharp and focused, much like how an animal would focus on prey. Though Akane wasn't her target. Her tail flicked in an agitated manner. If John Castle was indeed in a relationship with another woman, Freya would hunt him down and make him beg forgiveness from both her and the woman he was originally with. ░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░ • ✬ ✭ ✮ • █████████You can't breathe until you choke
You gotta laugh when you're the joke
There's nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive.
[❖: Mood][Anxious][☀:Location][Moonbucks] [☂:I'm with][Akane -] [✖:O.O.C.][.Sorry for the wait!.][✭Money:][500]
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2022 9:19 pm
 ☆═━┈┈━═☆My Letter of Introduction ♬ I Am A Dhampir ♬ Vocals: Sample ♬ My Residence: 1516 Lumiere ♬ Marital Status: Widower♘≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎❦≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎♘
”A thousand apologies, sir. I had not wished to disturb you.”
Pëllumb sighed, ”I was thinking perhaps Paris. I hear it was an absolute experience then.”
”I am afraid I cannot convince the entire town to speak French, however, might I suggest the cafe? It is a touch more modern, but hopefully it will be reminiscent.”
Pëllumb smirked, ”what? No town-wide language transition? That will completely break immersion.” Before Armin could reply he continued in his normal gentle tone ”that is perfectly fine. A trip to the cafe would be lovely, and did you not have some errands to run in that general area?”
”Well yes, but-”
’You can leave me alone in the cafe while you run them. I haven’t gotten myself injured yet, and I doubt I will at someplace as pedestrian as a cafe.”
”As you wish.”
”But of course you are welcome to join me whenever you want, I just don’t want you to feel it is necessary.”
”I shall arrange your toilette and attire, then ready the car, then.”
”Thank you, my friend.”
Armin left without responding. He never responded when Pëllumb called him a friend. Not that he was offended, he just did not know what to do given his history with his master, and, well, his Master.
Pëllumb puttered about for a few minutes before deeming he had waited long enough. Sure enough he found clothes had been laid out for him and different products had been set out in the bathroom at the ready. Getting dressed and basic morning prep only took him six or seven minutes, but Armin had set out a vanilla scented oil for his hair, and it took a solid twenty minutes for him to carefully spread it ever so lightly through his silky long snow white locks. ”This might have been a poor choice of scent. It will fit in at a cafe, true, but it is making me so terribly hungry right now.”
By the time he descended the steps, the car was already waiting for him at the end of the front walk. He would have liked to have grabbed a little snack on his way out, but he didn’t want to drop crumbs in the car. Sad Pëllumb. Armin opened the driver’s side back door just as Pëllumb neared it, waited for his master to settle in, then closed it ever so gently. Armin followed the speed limit down to the inch per hour and followed every single driving safety recommendation ever given. Despite the cautious driving, they arrived at the cafe in a mere five minutes.
”I shall join you after my errands, sir, if that so pleaseth thou.”
”Whatever you choose. Do not rush on my account though.”
Armin drove off as soon as Pëllumb entered the cafe safely. He slid on a cheap pair of sunshades he typically kept in the car, only for them to break as soon as he stepped over the threshold. With a sigh he threw them into the nearest trash can. The brightly lit cafe stung at his eyes painfully, not even closing his eyes solved the problem. Once at the register, he ordered a cappuccino and two muffins, and as he was paying for them asked where the least lit seats could be found. The cashier didn’t answer immediately, he was certain she was questioning why he would want to know, before something clicked in her mind (perhaps his clouded deep pink eyes gave it away, or the fact he was squinting) and she directed him to the corner nearest the register. With a kind smile he thanked her then moved on down the line to wait for his order. Once everything was ready, he headed over to the corner only to find it marginally dimmer than the rest of the store. ”This is going to be a long day, I can just feel it. Shame there isn’t a way to bring shade along with me.”♘≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎❦≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎♘My Associates: Armin - No one ♬ Wearing: 20s Winter ♬ Disposition: Annoyed ♬ Bloodlust: None ♬ Rumors of the Court: Sorry if it is awkward (or hella late)☆═━┈┈━═☆
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2022 6:58 pm
 
 tab Location : Moonbucks Cafe | Company : A vampire? and Kairo | Mood : Tired | Residence : 1319 Ombre Housing District | Profile : Hello~
Occupation : Tattoo Artist @ The Cut N' Stab | Status : Single | OOC: [[This is Romanian]]
Ali is not a snooper. Anyone who know him can vouch that he just isn't a nosy person. He likes to mind his business and hope others do the same in turn. So he OF COURSE was not snooping when heard the gentleman who had entered ask for a dimmer section. With his own sensitivity, the demon typically avoided the brighter parts of places, choosing to be furthest away from the window so he can dim and darken his corner to his liking. So of course, the woman directed the visitor to Ali's side of the café, which was dark enough for him to lean back with Kairo perched on his lap.[[Probably best not to lure a vampire to you."]] The demon muses as he plays with Ali's hair, [["A vampire is hardly my concern when I have a demon in my lap and screams in my ears."]]
As if to make sure that Ali remembers he is being haunted by who knows how many spirits, the whispers echo louder around him, making him shut his eyes a moment to fight off a coming headache. "I am sorry to trouble you sir, but if you would like, you can sit at my table. I have a sensitivity to light as well so I block out a lot of it at my table." He surprises even himself for saying it, at first unsure of where that came from until he heard Kairo chuckling as he rolled hair around his finger. "Socialize for something other than work for a change." When he gets home, he will have to talk to the demon about using his body without asking. But for now, he ushers Kairo off so he can stand and pull out the chair for the gentleman. "I figure that it is more comfortable for you so that you can enjoy the café."
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2022 7:07 pm
☆═━┈┈━═☆My Letter of Introduction ♬ I Am A Dhampir ♬ Vocals: Sample ♬ My Residence: 1516 Lumiere ♬ Marital Status: Widower♘≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎❦≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎♘ Was there a bit of a disturbance in the dark corner? He thought he could sense something, but it had been so fleeting it must have been his imagination. Click. As he approached he heard a masculine voice invite him over to his table in what seemed to be a preternaturally dark corner. Click. Once he arrived at the table, he could barely make out a brilliant patch of some light color, probably white, roughly where the sound was coming from. Perhaps this man had albinism too, and just dyed his hair? ”Thank you very much for your invitation. I would be delighted to join you, good sir.” Hopefully he used the right title, but if not he could try to weasel out with only being able to guess by voice. Click. The light-colored patch rose and moved a little closer to him, then stopped where Pëllumb had assumed he would be sitting. Wood scraped upon concrete, and he soon realized the man had gotten up to pull a seat for the newcomer. ”Hmm, usually that is what a gentleman does for a lady. I wonder if he thinks I am a woman? That would be amusing. Or he might just be a very kind and considerate young man who would pull a chair out for anyone. That would be wondrously delightful as well!” Click. He gave a brief nod in the direction of the man and sat down in the chair indicated. ”Thank you very much for both offering me a place and pulling out the chair. It is delightful to meet such a thoughtful young man. And yes, I would have been decidedly uncomfortable had I been in the light. I might have burned to a lobster’s shade or strained my eyes beyond their limit.” Click.
He waited for the young man to return to his seat before he spoke once more. ”Allow me to introduce myself, I am Pëllumb, a somewhat recent addition to this town.” Click. He held out his hand in case the mystery man wished to shake hands, but if it was not clasped within the next few moments he would retract it.♘≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎❦≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎♘My Associates: Mystery man ♬ Wearing: 20s Winter ♬ Disposition: Pleased ♬ Bloodlust: None ♬ Rumors of the Court: Is it just me or did my post end suddenly?☆═━┈┈━═☆
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Posted: Mon Jun 06, 2022 4:02 am
❛ Akane Arashi ❜
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"No way, you come here that often?" she chuckled, though not condemning her, simply surprised. Akane caught herself momentarily distracted from the woman's statement that implied she came here as often as she could. Wow, could someone love this place that much? Then again, she hadn't been here for too long to be a regular at any place, besides the club and maybe a few others, but it just made her a tiny bit startled. Maybe even startled at the woman's drive to go outside and come to an overpriced coffee franchise. Then again, who was she to judge someone for where they spent their money.
Maybe her momentary fixation could have helped with the woman's anxiety, then again, the matter was too deep. Akane's crimson hues remained fixed on the woman as she watched her shift in her seat, even tell her exactly what seemed to be going on between the two which made her lips curl into a faint smile. She didn't mean to be disrespectful, not to her at least. She finally got something against the Russian, the one she wanted to get rid of so bad, and the evidence was sitting right before her. Now, it was time to play the little imp on her shoulder and probably convince her how violence was the right option. Her smile dropped as she focused her attention back on her now, listening to her and sat back against her seat after taking a sip of her drink. "Courting huh.." she'd state, pondering how she was to break the news to her without her crying or not believing her.
"He is, the woman he's dating is my boss mother Vitessa." Akane would state, pulling up her phone and showed her pictures of the two together that she was sent and some she had taken herself. It seemed like all that consideration to keep the woman from being upset had just flown out the window when she noticed how the other seemed less frailly upset but more determined. She admired that. Sure she didn't mind women being overwhelmed by negative feelings, though the best way to deal with them, in her opinion, was by destroying the oppressor. "My boss has gone MIA for duty and it seems like our friend here took it as a free pass to move on." she'd say, propping her elbows up on the desk as she leaned forward, her hues peering through her raven black bangs that brushed along her skin. "What do plan to do?" she asked, "I am willing to offer you my assistance in any way you find suitable, as long as you plan to teach this man not to play with a woman's heart." she added, her voice deeper and more alluring this time while her hues had a familiar glow to them. The demon girl eagerly waited for the woman's response.
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Posted: Fri Jun 10, 2022 2:54 pm
☇ [̲̲̅̅F][̲̅r][̲̅e][̲̅y][̲̅̅a] ✬ [̲̅A][̲̅s][̲̅t][̲̅o][̲̅t][̲̲̅̅l][̲̅e̲] ✬ x You can't quit until you try
You can't live until you die
You can't learn to tell the truth
Until you learn to lie. █████████ • ✬ ✭ ✮ ░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░↛ A small chuckle came from Freya at Akane's obvious amazement at her devotion for this coffee place. Yeah, it seemed a bit ridiculous when saying it to someone else. She noted mentally that she should try to come to this place less frequently now, it would probably do her wallet wonders too.
Watching the young woman across from her seem to take in the information Freya had just given her, her pale eyes watched her crimson ones carefully. She didn't feel threatened by the woman across from her, but people could hide those thing. If she needed to fight or flee, she would know if enough time to have the correct reaction. Not even seeing her lean back in her chair helped ease the tension in Freya's shoulders when it came to how or what would happen next. But with Akane's confirmation that John was indeed seeing someone, she felt anger and hurt flush in her chest like a gun shot. Gritting her teeth, but keeping her face schooled and emotionless as she was shown the pictures, the woman John was seeing was incredibly beautiful and she couldn't understand why in the world he would act like he has behind her back. Clearly the photos of them together meant something! Her hand gripped her cup hard enough that if finally broke under her grasp and she hissed vehemently as the remained of her liquid spilled onto the table. Luckily it had almost been empty. Cleaning up what was left on the table, Freya slid it off to the side of the table and turned her eyes back to Akane as she spoke again, offering her assistance in teaching the man a lesson.
A cruel smirk played on Freya' lips, her face looking almost innocent and playful. Raising one of her hands, her palm up, her fingers flexed in a grabbing motion. "I'm going to castrate him. By hand." Her voice was almost sing song as she said it, her face still just as pleasant as before. With her clawed fingers, it was clear she could actually pull of just that too. "Then if I'm feeling gracious, I won't mess up his face along with the rest of his manhood." She giggled lightly, and it would have been a charming noise if she hadn't accompanied it with a pulling motion of her hand, like she was literally going to rip everything off of him.
Putting her hands flat on the table, she looked down at them, her ears going flat back against her head. "As much as I'd like to mess him up completely, I must restrain myself as I have unknowingly wronged your boss and need to apologize..." Her voice was somber, like she had been scolded for doing something absolutely evil. ░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░ • ✬ ✭ ✮ • █████████You can't breathe until you choke
You gotta laugh when you're the joke
There's nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive.
[❖: Mood][Annoyed][☀:Location][Moonbucks] [☂:I'm with][Akane -] [✖:O.O.C.][..][✭Money:][500]
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2022 3:49 pm
❛ Akane Arashi ❜
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The calm, poised woman before her could have easily fooled her into thinking she wasn't upset, she could have fooled anyone as a matter of fact but somehow, Akane knew there was at least some amount of negativity. It wasn't hard to assume, especially since she took the trouble to find out the truth. She cared enough to want to know and knowing she was being lied to, well, that should have been indicator that it wasn't going to go down pretty for the Russian mobster. Her suspicion came to a firm conclusion when the cup in her hand snapped and sent some of the hot drink and shards flying along their table. "Exciting..." the woman mumbled under her breath, feeling her heart pound against her chest with excitement upon the chaos that was yet to unfold.
While she did draw her phone away from the possible mess it would have been victim to, her expressions read the excitement her insides were tingling with. She was grinning from ear to ear while she placed a few paper towels over the small pool of the remains of her drink to help her clean up. This was her way of assuring her, she would see this through if the woman just said the word. Her hues shifted back to hers when she heard her say the most disturbing thing with that angelic smile on her face but, instead of worrying her, she seemed to have taken more of a liking for her. "You are quite a charmer, I shall add you to my list of women I consider amazing." she stated, honestly meaning every word of it. "I will make sure nobody interrupts you in that." she added with a grin.
As much as she trusted the other to pull it off without her help, John was likely to have anyone jump in line to protect him and destroy the threat if it came to that. She wasn't aware of the woman's abilities to take on trained protectors, but she was more than willing to give her the stage she needed, just to get her hands a little dirty. "Why not leave a pretty scar so every time he tries to woo another, he is reminded of the consequences?" Akane would chime in when the woman suggested leaving his face intact, her eyes glowing yet again, almost like they'd mesmerize her into doing the very thing. Obviously, she still had the upper hand, since Akane was merely like the imp on her shoulder for now.
Akane's grin dropped as she sighed, taking back her seat that she might have gotten up from, in her excitement and all that venom she was trying to drip into the woman's ears. She brushed her hair a little with her fingers as she might have felt a tiny bit guilty not considering how V would have wanted this to go down, but she shifted her attention back to the woman. "If you were in her shoes, wouldn't you still want him to pay for what he did?" she asked, almost trying to provoke her again, but surely, with right intents, "My boss has been on and off on business trips, so if you beat her to him, I'm sure she'd have no hard feelings. But, if it still would help, I can set up a meet for you two." she'd suggest, her lips curling into a slight smirk again.
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Out.Of.Chips. I'm sorry I took so long to fill this reserve, I was travelling back to my home country and now I'm finally freee~
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2022 2:21 am
☇ [̲̲̅̅F][̲̅r][̲̅e][̲̅y][̲̅̅a] ✬ [̲̅A][̲̅s][̲̅t][̲̅o][̲̅t][̲̲̅̅l][̲̅e̲] ✬ x You can't quit until you try
You can't live until you die
You can't learn to tell the truth
Until you learn to lie. █████████ • ✬ ✭ ✮ ░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░↛ Allowing herself a small smile at Akane's words of adding her to the list of women she considered amazing. It was all she could manage as she's never really had anyone view her that way before. Though she was grateful that the other woman wasn't put off by her aggressive demeanor. She actually seemed to enjoy it more than anything. It was almost absurd and it sent a small chuckle from Freya's lips at the thought. She'd met quite the particular group of people here in this city. Silently appreciative of Akane's quiet help in cleaning up the remnants of her drink, her ears laid flat back against her head as she finished stacking the pieces of the cup off to the side.
Freya's ears perked and her eyes watched Akane as she suggested leaving a 'pretty scar' that way every time he tried something like this again, he'd always be reminded of the consequences. Tapping her chin lightly with a clawed finger, she was certainly tempted. She hated thinking about this happening to any other woman out there. But there was still the concern of the woman John was actually seeing.
Watching Akane as she sat back down, Freya having not really realized that she had stood up either from all of this, she tried to cover a smirk with her hand as her tail flicked back and forth, still in an irritated manner. But of course it wasn't directed at the other woman. Listening to what she said first, she considered for a moment, "Of course. But having also been hurt, I would want in on it as well if I were her. Or if she's more forgiving than most, maybe she wouldn't?" Freya knew that Akane knew Vitessa far better than she likely ever would, but there was till that small off chance that she wouldn't react like Freya in how she felt about what he had done. But with Akane's offer to set up a meet between Freya and Vitessa, she coudln't help but smile, "I'd be grateful to you if you could do that. I'd rather her hear this coming from me instead of him. That way he can't twist it to suit his own story." As her words continued her upper lip pulled back in a bit of a snarl the more she mentioned John. She felt so stupid for having fallen for his BS, and she sincerely hoped Vitessa wouldn't take her anger out of her as she definitely was not aware that she was in John's life. ░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░ • ✬ ✭ ✮ • █████████You can't breathe until you choke
You gotta laugh when you're the joke
There's nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive.
[❖: Mood][Annoyed][☀:Location][Moonbucks] [☂:I'm with][Akane -] [✖:O.O.C.][..][✭Money:][500]
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2022 5:12 pm
xxxx→ тнυяsםαч, נαиυαяч ②④тн ←
םαч ④ σғ ⑦ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ④⑦③ ◦
( ① чєαя, ③ мσитнs, ①⑧ םαчs )
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2022 5:38 am
 
tab Our location : Moonbucks Cafe | Our company : Each other | How are we feeling? : Herc is concerned/Prom is guilt ridden | Our Residence : 1301 Ombre Housing District | Our Profiles/b] : Herc/Prom
Our Occupations : Herc is job hunting/Prom works at Mushroom Kingdom | Our status : We are both single | OOC : Herc speaks in this color, Prom speaks in this color, when they have [these, it means they are speaking in Russian]
"You know, when you asked to come live with me, I thought it was so you could escape mom, not become my mom.” He’s huffing and puffing in his seat, but he is the one that still let his brother drag him over here and sit him down by the windows. He complains, but he is also the guy who ordered himself some coffee AND a muffin just to shut his brother up. ”You need to eat. All I have seen you consume since I got here is coffee and maybe a snickers.” Hercules does his best to stave off the eyeroll he can feel coming when he hears Prom mumble that he’s not himself when he doesn’t have a snickers like the commercials say. Instead Prom takes a long sip of his coffee, sitting up in his chair with a renewed passion to sell his case. ”I am different than you are. I don’t need to eat or sleep that often to survive as long as I stay connected. I am like a computer little bro, I just need electricity to get by.” The younger sibling doesn’t look convinced as he shoves yet another piece of muffin into his mouth. Prom is immediately back to slumping in his seat, murmuring about stupid little brothers who look like they are 40 years old.
"I do not look forty,” he defends, setting down the piece he was about to scarf down so he can pin Prom with a glare. Sadly, unlike the people who do not know his sunny disposition, it doesn’t work on his elder brother. ”Standing next to me you do. I clearly won in the genetic potluck here. I look like I am in my prime twenties and you look like you are in your late 30s pushing 40.” Herc is back to angrily shoving food in his mouth before he’s crossing his arms over his chest and swallowing as he falls back against his chair. ”I got plenty of good qualities from mom. You look nothing like our parents.” Prom gives a dry laugh as he drops his coffee cup onto the table loudly and hisses out his next words in Russian. [[”I don’t want their features. It is bad enough that I have his eyes, but at least I don’t have his damn face.”]] The table grows quiet as they stare at one another, his words settling over them both.
It isn’t until Prom sniffs before speaking again, that the silence is broken. [[”That wasn’t fair. I’m sorry.”]] The tension slowly leaks out of their shoulders as Hercules leans against the table to start picking at his food. [[”It’s okay.”]] Prom shakes his head as he grows quieter, giving Herc a nudge with his foot underneath the table. [[”No, it really isn’t. If anything, you look more like her. Annika. It's where your red eyes come from. And when you look so annoyed that you almost look constipated, you look just like her.”]] The last of the tension is gone as Hercules smiles, his eyes shimmering with a pleased glint. [[”Mom always said that you are her spitting image. That you also have her spitfire attitude.”]] They both chuckle as Prom finally starts breaking off pieces of his muffin to eat it. ”I wish you could have met her. She was amazing. Best aunt I could have ever asked for.” Like this, they fall into easier conversation with much lighter teasing, choosing to avoid topics involving their parents and their genetics.
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Posted: Mon Jul 18, 2022 4:21 pm
 Andromeda Hale With a not so subtle yawn and large stretch, Andromeda reached her hands upwards, stretching out her arms and back, feeling bones snap and click back into place. She'd been curled up on her couch, aggressively reading, the best way she could put it honestly, book after book, forgetting to get up and eat or drink water. Between research and just pleasure reading, she had already completed more than eight books. The indent on the couch in the shape of her more than enough proof of how she'd spent her time. Tucking her hair behind a delicately pointed ear, she stared at the books littering the small coffee table in her living room and made a face before moving out of the living room, deciding it was time to get herself cleaned up and out of the house. Calista had been particularly quiet recently, making her wonder what her sister could be up to, but she figured she'd tell her when she wanted to.
Getting cleaned up and dressed in a warm wool sweater and tight jeans, she slipped on her boots and grabbed her bag, picking up her cellphone and giving it a look and a small smile before carefully placing it in her pocket. She remembered what Prom had told her and had promptly been incredibly careful about any and all conversations around the small piece of technology. "Cheeky." She thought to herself before checking her long wild blonde hair in the mirror before shrugging. She'd let it stay down and be crazy today. Not like she was going to impress anyone anyway. Calling out a quick goodbye to what seemed like an empty house, Andromeda closed the door behind her. Walking down the street, she already knew her first destination of the day. "Tea." Her mind focused in on the one word and honestly, she could have closed her eyes and let her feet guide the way because she knew the way by heart almost. As she walked, she wondered what she'd do after she got her snack and drink. She didn't have many friends, the only one she could really think of was Prom, and she'd hate to bother him again so soon. Plus she didn't really have an excuse to see him. Was it enough to keep popping up just because she considered him a friend?
Shaking her head to try and dislodge the idea, she sighed heavily as she finally approached the front door of the little coffee shop. Focusing on the counter, she missed the two red heads who seemed to be bickering, as she went up and ordered, then quietly waited for her drink and muffin. Thanking the person at the counter quietly as she took her drink and food, she turned and stopped as she was about to take a drink, catching the sight of the familiar red hair. Arching a brow in question, as there was another red head with him, Andromeda slowly approached before leaning her head over to get a better look. A smile slowly forming on her lips.
"Oh hello Prometheus!" She gave him an easy smile before looking to the man he was with, striking red hair and eyes to match. Giving him a smaller, more shy smile, she paused a moment, at least wanting to exchange greetings, but she didn't want to interrupt. Mood: Tired Location: Moonbucks Thoughts: Tea tea tea... Company: Herself Money: 50$ OOC:
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