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 Posted: Sun Mar 29, 2015 2:54 pm
It wasn't anything gross, Warhol affirmed to herself, because all she'd done was just -- push her foot down, watch the man stop, and get taken out for pancakes. (They'd been good pancakes, too, strawberry with blueberry sauce and butter; and the less she thought about the guy's throat cracking under her boot the better she felt.) She hadn't seen any bloody murders, and (within reason!), didn't want to cause or see one. An uncomfortable, affirming shrug. "...Astro? I haven't met a lot of people. What does she look like?" Warhol smiled, gentle, small, and a little forced; because she was really trying not to think about it in that light. "I got awoken because some creepy guy was about to steal my soul...red hair, pretty tall...roses. Do you know him? I don't want to run into him again, but...I don't know how to make sure." Noir Songbird warhol makes a pouty face. NO SHE'S NOT PRECIOUS >:C she's hardcore
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Posted: Tue Apr 07, 2015 7:34 pm
"She's an officer. Astrophyllite," he said, and he looked away, resting an elbow on his thigh and his chin on his fist. "She's got pink hair, and a black and red checkerboard uniform. I think she's a Captain now? But we haven't spoken. For a while." And it was his own fault. He had scared her, and now she didn't want to be around a monster like him.
"Oh, that sounds like Buddingtonite," the description was familiar, and he'd seen the man a few times. "He's hot," he said, which was wholly and completely inappropriate and he was too drunk to care. "Crazy Bond villain evil, but still hot."Daekie yes yes bby very hardcore /pats her head and gives her a cupcake
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2015 3:41 pm
Warhol remained quiet and attentive throughout the description of Astrophyllite (her age - pink hair, Captain, checkerboard uniform - would attempt to avoid, but she sounded not too bad overall), but when the corrupt senshi said Buddingtonite was hot, she gave what might have been a gasp of...dismay? Mostly she just looked terribly offended. "He wanted to kill me, and he's old! That's kinda gross. You're gross." " ...I'm sorry. That was really rude." Noir Songbird im hardcore, warhol mutters, as she takes a nap on a bench (ALSO WHOOPS THIS TOOK FOREVER FOR BARELY ANY REPLY AT ALL)
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Posted: Fri Apr 17, 2015 9:50 pm
Kerberos laughed, a real genuine laugh, which was pretty rare for him. He couldn't even mock up offense, and "gross" wasn't exactly the worst thing he had ever been called. Besides, she wasn't exactly wrong. "He's not that old and he's never tried to kill me," he said, as if that was a perfectly reasonable explanation for being kind of attracted to someone who by any standard was probably one of the Negaverse's most dangerous officers.
"At least I make gross trash look good," he said lightly.Daekie IT IS NO PROBLEM i actually cakcled out loud omg warhol
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Posted: Sat Apr 18, 2015 2:54 pm
All Warhol could muster up the energy to do was frown dotingly, in the way of someone who was about to go 'yes but also you are dumb so no'. "You don't look that good, you know. And he's probably at least twice my age! ...That's really old to me." And then a shrug - "maybe you should wash your hair? That might help." She looked entirely precocious, face furrowed in a Exceedingly Serious™ frown. "Take care of yourself. It's hard, but you need to do it. You don't seem like a bad guy, you know...?" Noir Songbird warhol is attempting to verbally shooshpap kerberos' drunk a** into the No Rudeness Zone. 'im fourteen and u need to stop being a mess jfc sir'
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Posted: Tue May 12, 2015 8:57 pm
Oh, god, this kid looked like she was so incredibly grown up, like she actually thought she should be handing out life advice to him. Kerberos sighed, and stood up, and he was terribly wobbly on his feet but he was good at compensating for that.
"Look, kiddo," he said, "your heart's in the right place, and it's sweet'a you to worry about me, but I'm not looking to fix my mess." He considered teleporting off, but he'd probably pass out afterwards. "So just. Just take care of yourself, alright? I don't want to hear about some sweet kid with teal curls getting murdered." He started to walk off.
Maybe he'd go home and take some of his own advice.Daekie sorry this took me forever orz my apology is that this kinda works as a wrap, if you want???
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2015 10:40 am
Warhol shrugged at Kerberos' retreating back, absently twirling a lock of her own hair. "...I can take care of myself. Don't worry about me, mister. I'm a soldier, right? I hope things turn out alright for you." And with that, she turned and began to walk off the way she had come, nary a sign of a bounce in her step - just like Kerberos, she needed to think about things, maybe. But all he did was reaffirm her thought: she'd rather die than serve Chaos. Not when it did things like that to people. (That was what Warhol thought, anyways; but she wasn't sure she could say 'kill me' if the time ever really came.) Noir Songbird ye ye wrap!! <3 thanke song.
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