--:::------::------------------->⛥<--------------------::------:::--- Where: Moonbucks Cafe With: - Age: 23 Orientation: Bisexual Status: Relaxing Address: 1225 Pasadena --:::------::------------------->⛥<--------------------::------:::--- Ayluin smiled as he walked inside at the Moonbucks Cafe. Since he spent time on Charmblr a lot for his own small company for gardening, he had seen several people speak highly of this place, yet he had never been. This time it was a good moment to have a look himself he considered and had left his home rather early to enjoy some of the crisp clear air. Since it wasn't as warm right now as he was used to in his forest, the elf chose different clothing from usual this time around. Long jeans with a white short sleeved, black and white hoodie that has the pattern of a Panda. He even got himself a pair of sneakers, since he no longer spent time on soil and forest ground as much anymore. His feet were hurting a bit from the streets they had in Soleil, but he still loves his new home, so he adjusted instead.
Ayluin walked further into the cafe and to the desk to look at the menu that was displayed there. However being one that didn't drink a lot of different coffees other than your usual one it was rather intimidating to see the long list of different coffees. Still the elf felt like trying something new, so he ordered a cappuccino and then looked around the cafe as he waited. He didn't seem to be the only early bird to decide to come to the Moonbucks Cafe. There were several already sitting, some reading, some with company and chatting and some with laptops. Ayluin smiled a bit and sat down at a nearby table so he could react as soon as his coffee was ready and pulled out his mobile to surf to Charmblr. A quick check over showed him no one had requested his gardening skills yet so instead he made an update on his profile.
It wasn't long after he heard his order being called and the young man got up from the table and picked up his coffee before finding a table a little further back. He could see the entire room from here and the seats were very comfortable too. Ayluin took a careful sip of the new drink and smiled. It tasted good. While drinking he finished his update on Charmblr and sent it out to the public before putting his mobile back in his hoodie's pocket and looked at some new people coming into the cafe.
❛I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand, and the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep,
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I'm feelingindifferent. || I'm speaking toa stranger. || I'm wearingsomething simple || I have$200 on me and $800 stashed in the bank. || I have feelings forno one.
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“Why on earth do I have to do all these things for you?” ”Because you love me. So just be a dear and pick out a new nightgown for me, alright?”
The fox trotted across the zebra crossing, with her newly-bought bag of flower seeds in one hand, and her phone in the other. She could already pick up the wafting aroma of freshly brewed coffee laced within the morning air of the shopping district. It was peaceful, quiet, though the voice of her sibling's frustrations on the other end of the line only served to destroy what little serenity Vixen had found herself in. With a little coaxing on her end, and with the promise of a green tea frappuccino takeaway from Moonbucks, and just maybe with the addition of taking care of this week's laundry, her brother had quieted, though not without sending her off with an earful of nagging. Along with their daily exchange of “I love you’s”.
The overhead bell jingled, marking her presence in the small establishment by the farther end of the shopping district. It's been a while since the last time she had set foot here, ordered her favourite cup of pumpkin spice latte while she sat at her favourite corner by the window, basking in the warm sunlight. It had turned into her routine every Saturday morning within the past few months, or the past year since she first moved here. Petite fingers ran through her raven locks as she made her way towards her occupied seat, where a young man sat. The first she noticed was his silken silver locks, smooth, like a flowing river. Her gaze followed, trailing down to his pale complexion, cheeks a faint rosy tint, holding a mild feminine grace. Silent footfalls approached, her tails tucked against her legs while she shimmied through the crowd. ”May I?” she asked, golden hues locked onto orbs of cool greys.
She'd only take her seat when he'd allow her. While Vixen was demanding to a certain extent, she still held her morals in high regard. To carry herself with poise, to be lady-like, despite the temptation to sometimes toss her heels off and walk barefooted against the concrete pavements, much like her old times spent in the worshipping shrines. ”It’s a pleasant day, for a pleasant company, no?” the latter statement was directed towards him, not entirely a lie, though for the most part, she just wanted to sit in her favourite corner. ”Though it would've been picture perfect if the weather was a tad warmer.” she answered, placing the small paper bag atop the smooth polished surface of the rounded wooden table.
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Out.Of.Crocodiles:
Rhun Tolihzeh
Posted: Fri Aug 30, 2019 4:39 pm
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OOC: Nice lay out! I can't even begin to get close to such an awesome post setup with all the pictures and borders etc xD As for me, I am almost falling asleep. Workday taking it;s toll o-o
--:::------::------------------->⛥<--------------------::------:::--- Where: Moonbucks Cafe With: a Stranger Age: 23 Orientation: Bisexual Status: Talking with the stranger Address: 1225 Pasadena --:::------::------------------->⛥<--------------------::------:::--- While he looked around at new arrivals, it didn't take long for Ayluin to notice the unusual female walking into the cafe. He had seen some unusual people, but she was at a whole other level. Of course the elf knew his history and culture and he could see she was most likely a kitsune. Unless he had his Japanese myth knowledge upside down. Still since he had no reason to believe she would come around his side, his silver colored gaze had moved back to the doors as he took a sip of his Cappuccino. The coffee was a new idea for him too, but the young man had to admit it tasted very good. It made him consider coming back another day to try yet another flavor. Though he didn't know which yet.
His train of thought was broken however when he noticed someone walking closer and he looked up to once more be met with a golden gaze from the fox lady. At this point the elf stopped for a moment as he watched her come closer as he wondered why she was coming to him. Still, he was never one to decline company, so when she asked if she could sit down he gave her a nod. "Sure, go ahead and have a seat. The table would be rather big for one person to claim." he replied and smiled. If he didn't want to socialize he could have stayed home. But of course Ayluin did not expect the other to know his mind, so he made sure she knew he was alright with it if she sat down near him at the same table.
It would seem she was quite into socializing at that. Not that Ayluin minded. He still tried to meet people around Soleil after all. His eyes fell upon the paper bag when she placed it due to the sound nearby. He saw it was seeds, but he didn't want to pry so he didn't ask. "That is true. Good company is half the enjoyment." His gaze returned to the woman near him as he listened to them as they spoke. "Perhaps. But some clean crisp air in time is not bad either." he replied with a smile. It was a familiar feeling he had had the first weeks of his time in Soleil. "This is a great place though. Don't you agree?" the elf asked curiously as he spoke with the stranger.
Rhea looked around as she entered the Moonbucks Cafe. She didn't know who to hang out with in the town, since she is new to this unknown town. Rhea hugged herself since she had no idea who to trust or speak with in this strange place, she also felt lost and lonely at this time.
Rhea went over to the counter and ordered a drink from the cafe, Rhea also had no job in the town. Rhea knew she had to find some sort of job for she can have some money to pay for her housing in the Ombre Distract. Rhea kept to herself as she froze in place at the counter since she was in the middle of the Moonbucks cafe in the center of the Cafe she didn't know what to do as she waited for her order than she went to a table in the cafe as she continued to wait for the order to be complete as she looked around wandering what she could with her time on her hands.
She knew that this was natural for people to enjoy their morning before they started their early days before than went to work or doing their errands around the town, Rhea just sighed and started to hum as sweet little tone in the cafe as she just started to doodle on a random napkin she found on the cafe table as her wings twitched once she heard her order was ready so she went up to the counter as she grabbed her drink from the Barista at the cafe.
Rhea sat down as she admired all the customers within the Moonbucks cafe she just brushed a lock of her hair as she tucked it behind her ear than went back to sipping her Macchaito slowly as she gazed towards random customers wondering what were these peoples hobbies and ideas of their free time in this town.
Rhea was just wearing her normal outfit as she continued to think what she wanted to do for a career which couldn't be a singer since her siren genes could destroy the balance between the world, Rhea really didn't want to draw a lover or friends to her just because of her siren song.
❛I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand, and the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep,
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I'm feelingindifferent. || I'm speaking toa stranger. || I'm wearingsomething simple || I have$200 on me and $800 stashed in the bank. || I have feelings forno one.
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The duo quieted, and they eventually fell into comfortable silence, accompanied by the quiet jazz music playing from the small speakers in the corner of the establishment. Vixen heaved a quiet sigh, laced with content as her golden hues downcast onto the phone she held in hand, letting her thumb swipe through each update on her social media. Though that didn't hold her attention for long. Her gaze narrowed, eyes fixated upon a familiar looking profile, and while she hadn't personally known the young man before her, it wasn't hard at all to recognize him. There wasn't a lot of people with his kind of appearance. Long, silver locks, slender frame, porcelain features. Instead, the fox chose to leave it be. For now.
"I've been to better places." an honest answer, as she waved for the waitress to bring her orders over. "But yes, it's lovely." bringing her paper cup to her lips, the fox took a small sip, savouring the sweetness spreading across her taste buds. A faint taste of cinnamon spice, with a hint of bitterness from the latte. While this place was lovely, basked in the fine view of the early evening scenery and surrounded by lovely potted plants upon the outer window ledge, there were other places she found much prettier. Mykronos' forest, for example. Chilly, perhaps a tad eerie for some, but the quietness it brought, and the faint smell of ocean breeze was simply breathtaking. "I'll let you in on something," she paused, though it wasn't much of a secret, "If you think this place is great, maybe you should pay the underwater caves a visit. It's absolutely breathtaking." the glistening gemstones, the coral reef you'd pass by, the feeling of the ocean water hugging your skin. The fox loved it all.
She'd finally set her cup down, brushing her wavy raven locks over to one side of her shoulder, striking gaze falling onto the other once more. "So," she paused, "you're fond of flowers?"
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Out.Of.Crocodiles: Lol, I'm just indecisive, so I throw in a bunch of pictures.
--:::------::------------------->⛥<--------------------::------:::--- Where: Moonbucks Cafe, Cerise With: A new face Age: 23 Orientation: Bisexual Status: Talking with the stranger Address: 1225 Pasadena --:::------::------------------->⛥<--------------------::------:::--- After the woman sat down, they fell into a comfortable silence. Ayluin was alright with both talking and silence, so he didn't say much about it. After all they didn't meet before today and it was well possible she had just looked for a place to sit while her order was being taken care of. When the elf glanced back to the other he noticed she was absorbed into her mobile for some reason, but he wasn't one to ask just like that or to be to curious. The male was always very good at giving other people some space. When he glanced at her next though, he realized she was looking at him as she spoke again and waved the waitress over so it seemed she was content with sitting at the table with him. Ayluin didn't mind. The only one he really knew in Soleil for now was Rowan.
Though she and him had a lot in common as they had soon found out. It had been a while now since he saw the girl and the elf hoped she was alright. Still, the elf didn't let the thoughts distract him for long. It would have been rude to the lady if he did. It didn't take him long to reply to her. "Better places? I haven't seen much of Soleil yet, but I come from a forest myself." Ayluin said as he thought about the places he seen in Soleil. Since he liked to explore with his friend Rowan, he didn't visit many new places without her. It had halted his exploration somewhat, but it was no big problem. He had all the time in the world, until his little business would take off. Yet a slight surprised expression came over the silver locked male when the fox lady mentioned underwater caves.
"That does sound interesting, but I wouldn't know how to get to those caves. The waves of the sea alone caught me by surprise." he replied in earnest. After all the name indicated they were, in fact, under water and he had never tried to swim under the surface of the much more rough water of the ocean of Soleil compared to the lakes he was used to. Ayluin was a class swimmer where he came from, but the sea was a whole different habitat. The elf was used to calm waters that rippled at the most. "If I can get there though, I wouldn't mind exploring it." he added as he thought about it. What stopped him mostly really was the fact that this sea of Soleil was so unpredictable compared to the waters he was used to. Well and the fact that he could not breath underwater. Perhaps there was another way down there.
Ayluin looked back to the other, allowing their gazes to cross each other, though he had to admit her eyes were pretty intense. Perhaps it was because she was a vixen, or a female fox, even if not a feral one. Back home in the Kingdom, their people had often referred to Ayluin's eyes as captured moonlight. If that were true than this woman's would be captured sunlight. Or at least the color of the sun itself. It took a moment for her question to register with him, but not to long and he blinked a bit. It was a sudden change of subject. "I love flowers and I love working with them, help them grow. There are so many colors and so many scents, not to mention the butterflies, bees and other small critters they attract." Ayluin's answer to that question was an easy one and his voice betrayed how much he adored flowers, yet it wasn't flowers alone. He loved all flora and fauna. "I see you want to grow them as well?" he asked after a glance to the bag she had brought. "Which is your favorite flower?"
"No soy todo lo que ves, pero tampoco ves todo lo que soy."
Food themed artwork. Could anyone think of anything weirder than her current contract? A restaurant that wanted food themed art work to have their customers experience their food in an odd manner. Not likely, but she liked the way they thought, it just gave her more liberty to open up pandora's box of weird and unleash the beast inside, going ham with the crazy ideas she could throw at them. Who knew the endless possibilities she could explore with a bit of food on the table.
Having downloaded pictures of food that they planned on offering, along with their own samples, she decided to settle with a nearby cafe to have realistic references than virtual ones. She did recall her friendly date with that sweet woman who shared her mad platter of dessert with her and figured that she could do something similar to visualize all the food before her and come up with ideas. Dressed in a pair of ripped jeans and a plain back T-shirt, carrying with her sketchbook and portable watercolor supplies before she set them all on her table. She rushed off to the counter and ordered all of the tempting delicacies and set them on the wooden counter, angling them all in a way that she could let her imagination run wild. Although, there was that tug within her that tempted her to take a bite.
Focus! she reminded herself, staring intently with her sketchbook in hand, slowly seeping into the world of her own illustrations, creating a minor illusion for herself to picture her art better. From the outside, one would just see her staring intensly at the food before her, while if they did come close, she'd seem spaced out.
Eventually, she would break from her trance and start sketching out her desire to eat all the fancy treats before her than what she was going to be paid for.
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Occ: I apologize for the poo post >o<;
Katze Allemon-Schatten
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Posted: Wed Sep 11, 2019 9:29 pm
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"Willing zombies walk the streets Golden age, dead century Brothers, sisters, lovers, wh*res Casualties of long and lost wars Dead. dead. dead We're a degeneration Get it on The same old song Everyday it will be the same Listen to the song that still remains Under violent clouds we break No time for healing again and again"
Saorise☥O'Crom
Last night had been so freaking long! As soon as her shift at the bar ended, Mavourneen had met her at the door. Even if the horse hadn't shown up, she knew she had a job to carry out. Mavourneen had carried her out to a shadowy windy road in the woods over a thirty miles outside of town. Almost as soon as she got there, a car's tires screamed on the asphalt, traveling much too fast to make the turn. There was a loud crash as car ran off the road, then flipped several times when the driver overcorrected. Eventually the car crashed into a tree. No explosions, but still lethal. Saorise held her head aloft like a lantern, her hand gripping at her hair roots, not seeming to mind the pull. Following Saorise's gaze, Mavourneen sauntered over to the wreck, stopping about two yards from the crushed car. Her disembodied head called out the man's name, gently at first, then louder and louder until she was nearly shouting. Finally his spirit separated from his body and was sent on its way. She had no clue where they went, and she didn't care to learn. A rustling in the woods alerted her to an onlooker. A young girl had watched the whole scene. She couldn't have been older than fourteen, but there was a price to be paid for watching a dullahan at work, no matter how old the onlooker was. Mavourneen made an impossibly tight 180 and trotted after the girl. The poor girl ran through the woods as fast as she could, but not even a jet could outrun Mavourneen when she was in pursuit of a target. The girl tripped over a root, and in less than a second Mavourneen stood over her, glaring down menacingly. Saorise reached into a saddlebag, and dunking a...red solo cup into whatever was in the bag. She poured the contents of the cup, this time the blood of a few pigs (cause let's be honest, human's blood is too expensive these days), straight on the girl's face. As soon as the cup was empty, Mavourneen reared up and dashed off.
Needless to say, after a night like that, Saorise was freaking exhausted. However, before heading home, she was going to grab a quick breakfast, then maybe hit the hay for a while. She had made a pit stop back at her house in order to change into something a little more natural: a pale blue sundress with little shamrocks all over it, and make sure her head was on straight and strapped down securely. She was too tired to fiddle with an elaborate scarf system, so she just slapped a neck brace on and called it a day. Mavourneen was not about to carry her for errands, so she was forced to walk to the cafe.
As soon as she walked in, her eyes drifted over to someone who was completely zoning out while looking at a crap ton of really delicious smell. The woman seemed to be sketching. Saorise's completely dead mind decided that the best thing to do was head over and watch the woman for a while, cause that was definitely something that strangers liked. She stayed a good five feet away, but she was definitely lurking, and her attention kept switching from the girl drawing to the food. "I probably would have eaten the models by now. Ye have quite the strong will."
"Another mother's breakin' Heart is takin' over When the violence causes silence We must be mistaken
It's the same old theme Since nineteen-sixteen In your head, in your head, they're still fightin' With their tanks, and their bombs And their bombs, and their guns In your head, in your head, they are dyin'"
Relationship:Single
Mood:Brain dead
Ooc:You're good. Sorry if this one is super random.
"No soy todo lo que ves, pero tampoco ves todo lo que soy."
The mechanical pencil made its way up to her cheek as her hazel hues that took a shade of the faded green, of the tray that held the delicacies in place, scanned the drawing in her hand. It was...unique, but surely not something her commissioners were looking for. For a mind like hers, she figured this job would be as easy as plucking a daisy - a concept based design that required her imagination to run wild, yet here she was, sketching out her own desires to devour the goodies before her. She needed to think and often didn’t have such a hard time thinking as she did today. Maybe it was the fact that she had just started recovering from a minor art block, or maybe she couldn’t visualise her ideas too well. Either way, it did seem like a struggle to get things to work out the way they had to and she was starting to question her decision on freelancing as a living if she had to wait prolonged periods of time with lack of inspiration or just ideas that wouldn’t make her commissioners happy. Eventually even what ever money she had saved up from the art she made would run out with her having to buy things based on the commissioners requirements. Maybe a real job would make a difference, even if it was minute.
In somewhat of a fit, the woman made a deep huff, dropping her supplies on the desk before painfully yanking out her hair tie - instantly regretting her decision - bunching all that long brown mane she had into an odd-looking messy bun and clipping her bangs to the side. Like a new hairdo would be making the difference she needed to get her motivation back, but it was the lead thing she could think of at this point. She didn’t carry her headphones to cancel out all the noise, neither were her powers working in her favour today as her greed had been overpowering them.
With tear rimmed hues, from yanking out two or more sturdy strands earlier, she decided to revert her focus on the artwork only to recreate something similar to the one before. Although, even before she could finish this time, she broke free from her trance and noticed a pretty woman standing close to her - yet not too close - seemingly with a similar appetite for her models before her. Who wouldn’t have an appetite for them? Maybe someone who didn’t like sweets as much as they did- but truly they were tempting and she couldn’t even resist sticking her finger into the cream topped on the lime pie before her but resisted looking like an uncultured savage before her potential company.
"I guess that will is fading because my models aren't necessarily serving as good models." she'd respond with a little chuckle, rubbing the back of her head to fiddle with a few loose strands before she realized she should be more polite, especially since her spectator seemed to have a little neck issue to which she'd quickly gesture for her to take any of the two extra seats that were left. One was probably flicked while she wasn't even paying attention but it wouldn't matter. "You should sit down, lest you strain your neck any further." she'd say with a smile before adding, "I take it you like sweets?"
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Occ: Thank you ;w; and sorry for the double quote- edited my post a little >o<
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