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 Posted: Sun Nov 10, 2019 12:31 am
1105 Etoile Housing District 네가 가까워지면 .. ╔══⚸*:･ﾟ✧☾ ☥ ❦ ☥ ☽✧:･ﾟ*⚸══╗ Esmée was broken from her peaceful reverie when a male voice reached her ears. Her eyes quickly looked up and noticed a blue hair man just across from her. Ah geez she hadn't even realized he had been sitting there, her eyes widening a bit at his words. "Oh my, I'm quite sorry it didn't look like someone was sitting here. I really didn't mean to be rude." She apologized softly setting her phone down, feeling kinda bad for sitting at the guy's table and not really minding the snippy tone he took since it made sense in context. At least until his next words came tumbling out. Looks like she had a moody jerk on her hands, just wonderful. Taking a slow breath in and out through her nose, her lips quirked up in a smile. It wouldn't do to get angry, so she'll flip this into a positive. It was her original plan to move but now, she was going to stay and bug this buy. The witch never took too kindly to jerky people and had the tendency to be petty and sarcastic in return. She leaned forward and rested her face against her hand, giving a slight tilt of her head. "Hm~? Well thank you ever so much for such insightful advice. However I have a few counterpoints." She said reaching out to grab her drink, taking another sip before turning her gaze back at the man. "For one, I happen to have a high metabolism and active lifestyle, so my body is in no danger of getting fat. I honestly have too much self pride to let myself go in any way, despite my love of sweets. Second, you have no idea the kind of magic I can do. So for all you know, I could have a spell for if I did get fat. I don't of course, hell I don't even cast spells that's my brother's thing. I'm a potion crafter, much more fun. So maybe Sir Grumpsalot, you should think a bit before speaking and injecting your opinion into something. It's quite rude to not only make assumptions but also make comments about a woman's weight. Or did you all of a sudden forget your manners~?" She finished with a coy giggle and a light fluttering of her eyelashes. Then as a pure show of pettiness, she picked up her brownie and took a big bite of it, letting out another content hum. It was a good thing the caffeine was running through her system, she could be quite grumpy if she hadn't had coffee. She lovingly referred to it as her lifeblood. "It's a real shame some of the cute ones have to be moody butts. Oh well I can still have fun with this." She thought with a twinkle in her eye, feeling quite excited at the prospect of getting under this man's skin. She wouldn't necessarily call herself sadistic but it was always so so much fun to push people's buttons and have a laugh at their torment. ╚══⚸*:･ﾟ✧☾ ☥ ❦ ☥ ☽✧:･ﾟ*⚸══╝
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ღ My Money: $910.25 ღ My Location: Moonbucks Cafe ღ My Company: A (cute) Jerk ღ My Relationship: Single ღ My Outfit: Lace Cuteness + Chunky Wedges ღ My Thoughts: Welp I know what I'm doing today~ ღ My Mood: Annoyed ღ My Inventory: Bunny Purse
ღ My Profile: Right Here! My Job: Pezzle's Potions Sales Associate
ღ ❝OOC❞: Aww no need to be sorry hun, him being a jerk is fine and is gonna be fun for Esmée~ Probably not so much for him though. >w>
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나는 너에게 마법을 쓸거야.
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Posted: Mon Nov 11, 2019 7:17 am
 
 tab Location : Moonbucks Cafe | Company : Some lady | Mood : Amused | Wallet : $2000 ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ $2000 | OOC --
He looked very amused the entire time she spoke. Even while one would assume he would get angry with how she replied to him. Frankly, he was rather used to that kind of attitude towards his harsher nature. So her snarky responses were nothing he couldn't handle. While she spoke, he just lifted his drink to his lips again and sipped. She was lucky that she caught him on a good day, when he wasn't in a foul mood and his sharp tongue was at its peak. "This coming from the woman who sat herself at my table before she started stuffing her face. High metabolism or not, it is revolting to see. Before you try teaching someone else about what manners to display, you should correct your own poor manners." Another sip as he lifted his phone after hearing it chime to let him know he had received mail. Mail from the person he was supposed to be meeting for business today. They would not be attending for today due to a traffic accident, which was disappointing, but understanding.
Lowering the device, Orion focused back on the girl whom he was insulting currently. The sickly smell of sweets and fat just violating his nose. Desserts were not his favorite, nor did they make blood taste very good to him. The overly sweet blood was not a favorite. "If you could take your revolting smell and yourself away, that would be superb. I have about reached to tolerance for that crappy smell already." He made a shooing motion with his hand before he lifted his drink to his lips again to sip.
The sooner that stench got away from him, the better. He didn't feel like smelling the sugar practically oozing from her pores. He didn't even want to know how much of that crap she ate on a daily if her blood was smelling that sweet. It was bad enough that witches had rancid smelling blood to him in the first place. Her eating habits were only adding onto it.
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Posted: Thu Nov 14, 2019 8:38 pm
1105 Etoile Housing District 네가 가까워지면 .. ╔══⚸*:･ﾟ✧☾ ☥ ❦ ☥ ☽✧:･ﾟ*⚸══╗ Esmée had to resist the urge to roll her eyes. That was the way he wanted to play it? So be it, she'd just up her game. "Well that's your opinion, and it's a terrible one at that as I know for a fact that I was not stuffing my face. Unless you're so uptight and snobby as to classify enjoying a treat with face stuffing. Though from the way you act, I might wager that you've just got a stick shoved quite far up your a**, I'm surprised you're not coughing up wood chips. Also if I remember correctly, I apologized for sitting at your table, but whatever you want to say hun. Let's see how that selective hearing works out for you." She shot back with a faux yawn and a half shrug. It would appear that she had run into a person who was not easily fazed by snark. That just meant she'd have to work a bit harder. Raising an eyebrow at the man, she leaned back in her seat a bit and crossed her arms over her chest. "Ah now see that's going to be a problem, I was fully willing on moving before since I felt bad.. But now I think I like this seat, and since I don't see any names written on the table then you can't really make me move. So unless you want to move, then we're at an impasse. And you'll quickly find that I don't back down easy and have got the whole day free. I might even get another coffee who knows." She raised her cup taking another drink before giving him a cheeky smirk. At first she just wanted to tick him off, but now she was just wanting to see how this whole thing pans out. Her phone chirped and she picked it up, her eyes lit up as she saw the notification. "Ooh my AP is refreshed, nice and I didn't even need to use any fruit at least for the moment. Now I can continue my quests in the event and get enough quartz to do a few summonings. Hopefully the gacha doesn't screw me over again and give me a 2 star dupe or a card I already have." She was muttering mainly to herself now, the thought of continuing her game somewhat superseding her current task. Really she seemed to be ignoring the man for the moment as her fingers tapped away eagerly to get back into the game. Though she did take a moment to wrap up her sweets and put them away in the bag with the others. She'd get back to the grump in a moment. ╚══⚸*:･ﾟ✧☾ ☥ ❦ ☥ ☽✧:･ﾟ*⚸══╝
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ღ My Money: $910.25 ღ My Location: Moonbucks Cafe ღ My Company: A (cute) Jerk ღ My Relationship: Single ღ My Outfit: Lace Cuteness + Chunky Wedges ღ My Thoughts: Welp I know what I'm doing today~ ღ My Mood: Annoyed ღ My Inventory: Bunny Purse
ღ My Profile: Right Here! My Job: Pezzle's Potions Sales Associate
ღ ❝OOC❞: Ah sorry if this isn't the best, I think I'm coming down with a bad cold.
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나는 너에게 마법을 쓸거야.
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Posted: Mon Nov 25, 2019 5:42 pm
xxxx→ тнυяsםαч, sєρтємвєя ②⑦тн ←
םαч ④ σғ ⑦ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ③⑤④ ◦
( ⑪ мσитнs, ②0 םαчs )
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Posted: Fri Feb 21, 2020 6:35 am
xxxx ☾ Benjamin Harris ☽ xxxx
xxxxThe Demonic Water Magexxxx
”The waters will obey me... with just a flourish of my hand.”
Residence: 1304 Ombre Housing District ┊Occupation: Bookworm's Sales Associate
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"I can't believe it..."
He took a sip of his hot tea; turned out that a cousin of his adoptive mother had an accident and that the scheduled stream conversation via Skype would be delayed. Normally, Benjamin would be okay with his both his adoptive parents being busy. It was just that today was a special one for him. Today was actually the day that he met them for the first time after the bullcrap that he went through. The adoption process that came afterwards was a lengthy one, but at least, it was worth the shot. That was something that Ben would always remember, so personally, it bothered him to some degree. Benjamin heard the ringing of his phone, a sign that his mom would possibly compensate for the trouble with a back-up plan, thus he had to read the message.
Once the blonde would be finished with his tea and cookie, however, he would be heading to Bookworms for his shift. The frown was still evident on his face once he finished replying, though not as much as a few minutes ago. After putting his phone down, he began eating more of the raisin oat cookie. The chocolate chip one was unfortunately out of stock.
≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ Location: MoonbucksStatus: SingleMood: worriedCompany: everyone insideMoney: $80.00 (Wallet - after expenses); $1600.00 (Bank)OOC:
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Posted: Fri Feb 21, 2020 2:23 pm
 σттανισ ℓαиg¢αѕтєя
I'm at Moonbucks! | Wanna hang? Come to my place! | I currently have a job at Cut N' Stab| Comfortably single | Wallet:$20.00 | Savings:$980.00
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x'This weather is pretty toasty, perfect time to grab something refreshing to drink while i'm out!' Ottavio thought to himself, eyeing the upcoming Moonbucks sign. Hadn't checked out this place, although he has been to a different location back home. He greeted the change of atmosphere as the door opened with a relaxed sigh and a soft smile to himself. It couldn't be helped; it smelled wonderful in there.
Taking a moment to read over the menu and assess how hungry he was, mainly snackish, Ottavio placed himself in line to place his order.
The man was clad in a short sleeve button up that was adorned in succulents and corvid skulls, his jeans being black with only minor tears in them here and there, followed by black anklet boots with silver studs along the sole edges. Of course, his accessories included that trust tote of his, packed with the essentials needed for today's project: flash sheets for his recently hired job as a tattoo artist.
Settling on an order of Assam tea and a poppy seed muffin, the male stood off to the side of the pick up counter as he scanned the cafe for a possibly open seat indoors.
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Posted: Sat Feb 22, 2020 6:02 am
xxxx ☾ Benjamin Harris ☽ xxxx
xxxxThe Demonic Water Magexxxx
”The waters will obey me... with just a flourish of my hand.”
Residence: 1304 Ombre Housing District ┊Occupation: Bookworm's Sales Associate
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Benjamin was down to a small piece of the cookie, then he took another sip of the tea, the cup now being one-fourth full. The reply to his text message came about several minutes later. He checked, only to notice a few words as the way to end the conversation. He let out an almost completely silent breath before putting the phone down. One problem solved, though it wasn't long before another came about, though unrelated to his own. Someone was now searching for a place to sit down and the table that Benjamin was currently occupying was fit for two people.
Well, it would be a waste for the spot to remain empty.
"This seat is free if you want to take it," the half-demon offered, his British accent bleeding in a bit with his words, his professional smile plastered on his face just like when he was busy with work. There may be a chance that the offered would be refused; the place had become a bit crowded as time passed by.
≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎ Location: MoonbucksStatus: SingleMood: a bit generousCompany: everyone inside (talking to the stranger)Money: $80.00 (Wallet); $1600.00 (Bank)OOC:
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Posted: Sun Mar 01, 2020 8:35 pm
xxxx→ ғяιםαч, sєρтємвєя ②⑧тн ←
םαч ⑤ σғ ⑦ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ③⑤⑤ ◦
( ⑪ мσитнs, ②① םαчs )
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2020 3:25 pm
 ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄xx▄xx▄x▄▄▄▄x▄xx▄xx▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ R ● owan S ● kye C ● ortana ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄xx▄xx▄x▄▄▄▄x▄xx▄xx▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ↙↙↙ The Prophet ↛ A light sigh slipped from the silver haired woman's lips as she tightened a pair of worn out black gloves over her slender hands. She had closed herself off in her house for days due to extreme exhaustion. Her powers had been getting out of hand and she wasn't able to touch anything or go anywhere. It had been incredibly difficult and painful to deal with. Luckily today though, things seemed to have calmed a bit and she was able to move without being bombarded by feelings that were not her own. Though she had run out of tea and baked goods, so the cafe seemed to be the best place to head to today. Heading over to Moonbucks, she breathed in the fresh air, enjoying the silence in her mind. It was so blissfully quiet in her head that it seemed almost like the last few days hadn't even happened. Adjusting her bag on her shoulder, she approached the door and entered the cafe. The sweet smell of baked goods and coffee filled her nose. The coffee wasn't as appealing, but the idea of a nice hot cup of tea seemed like just the thing she needed after the ordeal she had over the last few days. Waiting in line, she hummed gently to herself as she rocked back and forth on her feet, her long hair swaying with her. When it was finally her turn, she ordered a large cup of tea, extra cream and sugar, and a baked good. Paying the nice cashier, she made sure to be extra careful not to touch even her gloves to the person's skin. Waiting another few minutes, she retrieved her food and drink and sat down at a table, pulling a book from her bag as she opened the worn out pages, sipping her drink as she read. [☂: Mood][ Calm ] [☀: Location][ Moonbucks ][☁: I'm With][ Herself ][☄: Thoughts][ I need Tea ]
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Posted: Fri Mar 06, 2020 10:25 pm
"Try to knock some sense / Down in my bones / And even though they don't show / The scars aren't so old / And when they go / They let you know
You can't put your arms around a memory / You can't put your arms around a memory / You can't put your arms around a memory / Don't try, don't try" ☆═━┈ xxxx ┈━═☆Hands you a Business Card ❦ I'm S-single ❦ My Pad: 1424 Doux District ❦ My Role: Coroner☥≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎☯≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎☥ Ugh, he felt like the stiffs he had been working with for the past...yeah, twenty-four hours. Well, at least only one was a murder, that much he could be thankful for. Oh, and the other three were accidents...weird accidents that he couldn't really understand, but accidents nonetheless. Now that he was finally free, it may have been the smart thing to go on home and catch some z's, but that was the exact opposite of what he felt like doing. His arm was bugging him, he was absolutely ravenous, it was a bright and sunny day, and going to bed now would mean wrecking the fragile sleep cycle he had been trying to establish for weeks now. So what was his plan? But of course, n** home just to change clothes, then skateboard over to the local cafe, get absolutely high on caffeine, then maybe do something crazy and/or stupid (there were options). Even though it was a super hot day, he still chose to wear jeans, a super loose white long-sleeved shirt, and red Converses. Riding over didn't take much time, after all he had been skateboarding for over three decades now so speeding along city sidewalks was a piece of cake for him. Sure some people may have yelled at him as he rode by, but he was careful not to actually harm anyone cause that would have been awful and rude and he would have been so pissed at himself. He came to a neat stop in front of the door, kicked his board up and caught it expertly, then went for the door and froze. This was going to be a problem, now wasn't it? Long as he was holding his board, he didn't have a hand for the door, but it would be awkward to ride into the cafe. Fortunately a man walked up and opened the door for him. Walking in, he leaned his skateboard against the wall near one of the tables, effectively reserving it perhaps. He got in line right behind this young woman with super long silver hair who insisted on swaying while she was in line, making her hair sway back and forth. Some junk psychology in him made him really really want to reach out and start batting her hair like a cat, but it would have been less fun with only one arm, plus it would have been creepy and rude (still, the hand down was the biggest dissuader). She ended up getting such a dainty little order, he almost felt like a pig getting what all he was going to get, but if he pretended that she was just getting up and grabbing breakfast whereas he was trying to make it through the day, it made him feel a bit better. As for him, he got an espresso, two muffins, a slice of pie, and a chocolate chip cookie. Yay sugar plus caffeine rush! Cashier seemed to feel a bit sorry for him and had everything packed up so it would be easier for him to carry one handed. Well, at least they both thought it would be easy for him to carry, yet only a few steps away from the counter, his hand began to shake, and he darted for the table he had claimed so he didn't slosh any of the espresso out. Only after he set things down did he realize there was actually someone totally already here. "Oh, uh, s-sorry, didn't s-see you there. Um, I'll get out of the way. G-give me a sec." Great, now his hand really was shaking. How could he have been so oblivious that he didn't even see her there? Hopefully she wouldn't be mad...☥≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎☯≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎☥
Stiffs: Long-haired lady ❦ Mood Meter: Depressed █▇▇▇▇▇▇█▇▇▇▇▇▇█ Manic ❦ Out Of Corpses There, the finalized format.
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"Take the blade away from me / I am a freak, I am afraid that / All the blood escaping me won't end the pain / And I'll be haunting all the lives that cared for me / I died to be the white ghost / Of the man that I was meant to be"
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Posted: Sun Mar 08, 2020 4:47 pm
▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄xx▄xx▄x▄▄▄▄x▄xx▄xx▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ R ● owan S ● kye C ● ortana ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄xx▄xx▄x▄▄▄▄x▄xx▄xx▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ↙↙↙ The Prophet ↛ Looking up slowly from her book as she took a bite of her food, Rowan eyed the man who seemed to have a broken arm. Frowning gently, she wondered if she should get up and help, but decided against it, she didn't want to offend him in any way by stepping in if she wasn't asked to. Returning her attention to her book and her food, she didn't want to get caught staring. Her focus now returned to her book, she jumped a little when a cup of espresso was put down quickly on the table in front of her. Turning her bright green eyes up to the person who had put the drink down, she was surprised to see the man with the injured arm. "Oh! I'm so sorry, did you want to sit?" Starting to stand slowly, she offered for him to sit. When she stood, she then noticed the skateboard in very close proximity to the table. "That wouldn't be your skateboard would it?" Well now she just felt foolish if it was. She hadn't even noticed it, and it would make sense for him to have done that considering his current condition. Closing up her book and tucking it into her bag, she picked up her tea and food, giving her a little duck of her head and awkward chuckle. As she tried to turn, her bag slipped off her shoulder and caught in her elbow, knocking her drink from her hand and it landed on her. "Agh! Ow..." Blushing deeply and taking her glove off to try to get the spilled drink off of it, she inspected her hand which had a growing red burn mark. "Well that's just beautiful..." Looking around, she went and grabbed some napkins and started to clean up the mess on the floor, not wanting anyone to slip or step in it. All in all, it was a terribly embarrassing event, in which happened right in front of a stranger, and it may have ruined her glove. Clenching her hand, she held it close to her, terrified of touching anything. [☂: Mood][ Embarrassed ] [☀: Location][ Moonbucks ][☁: I'm With][ Herself ][☄: Thoughts][ Don't. Touch. Anything. ]
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2020 2:34 pm
"Try to knock some sense / Down in my bones / And even though they don't show / The scars aren't so old / And when they go / They let you know
You can't put your arms around a memory / You can't put your arms around a memory / You can't put your arms around a memory / Don't try, don't try" ☆═━┈ xxxx ┈━═☆Hands you a Business Card ❦ I'm S-single ❦ My Pad: 1424 Doux District ❦ My Role: Coroner☥≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎☯≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎☥ Oh great, he had startled her. Exact opposite of his intentions. "I, um, n-no, that's fine. M-my grip was off, s-so..." he gestured to where the espresso and bag were sitting, hoping that would complete the sentence. And...now she was getting up to give him the seat. "It is m-mine, but I-I wasn't trying to c-claim the table I j-just needed someplace to s-set it. P-Please don't get up." But he was already too late, she was up and getting ready to move to another table cause some big bully had blundered his way into guilt-tripping her away. She gave an awkward little goodbye, which he was too embarrassed to return, rather he cast his gaze to the floor and awkwardly bit the inside of his cheek. Not even done turning away, something happened, he hadn't seen what, her arm jerked and her drink was spilled all over her hand. He wouldn't have even noticed if she hadn't exclaimed, even if she wasn't particularly loud. "I'm so s-sorry! Let me get-" but she was already off getting napkins to clean herself off. He got a few himself and helped her clean up the floor, after all, he was the one who made this mess. When everything was cleaned up, he straightened up and offered her a hand up. "I-I can check out your hand, i-if you want? I, um, know a bit of med stuff." Which was not untrue, though would have to admit, she was infinitely more lively than his patients. "I'm so so s-sorry about this! It's all m-my f-fault. L-let me g-get you another drink o-or whatever y-you like, it's the l-least I can do." His face was beet red now and even he could hear how much he was stuttering, not that he even normally had a stutter. Maybe he should have just gone home, at least he would not have ended up harming anyone that way (well, except maybe himself, but did that really count?) Now he was just standing there awkwardly, quite willing to dissolve into a mist if that was something he could do.☥≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎☯≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎☥
Stiffs: An innocent bystander ❦ Mood Meter: Depressed █▇▇▇▇▇▇█▇▇▇▇▇▇█ Manic ❦ Out Of Corpses Such an awkward pair, it's cute.
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"Take the blade away from me / I am a freak, I am afraid that / All the blood escaping me won't end the pain / And I'll be haunting all the lives that cared for me / I died to be the white ghost / Of the man that I was meant to be"
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Posted: Mon Mar 09, 2020 5:54 pm
▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄xx▄xx▄x▄▄▄▄x▄xx▄xx▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ R ● owan S ● kye C ● ortana ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄xx▄xx▄x▄▄▄▄x▄xx▄xx▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ↙↙↙ The Prophet ↛ Having watched the man through her lashes as he had helped her clean up the mess, she felt terrible about all of this. If she hadn't felt so desperate to move, and had just calmed down and listened, maybe this could have been avoided. Mentally beating herself up over it, she sighed a bit before finally looking the man in the face. "I appreciate you helping me get that cleaned up." Seeing his offered hand, she made sure to use her gloved hand to grab his. "Thank you, but I um...I can't touch anything..." She laughed nervously as she looked down at her bare hand, seeing how red the burn was getting. It looked pretty bad, but she figured she'd had worse. As he offered to get her another drink or something due to feeling responsible, Rowan smiled softly at him, starting to slowly recover from her embarrassment. "It's not your fault, she touched his shoulder lightly with her gloved fingers, but if it'll help make you feel better, than I would really appreciate a new drink." Setting her bag down on the chair, she checked it over to make sure she hadn't spilled anything on it, especially her book. [☂: Mood][ Embarrassed, but recovering ] [☀: Location][ Moonbucks ][☁: I'm With][ Stranger ][☄: Thoughts][ Don't. Touch. Anything. ][O.O.C.][Hahaha, oh so very awkward and cute.]
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2020 10:25 pm
"Try to knock some sense / Down in my bones / And even though they don't show / The scars aren't so old / And when they go / They let you know
You can't put your arms around a memory / You can't put your arms around a memory / You can't put your arms around a memory / Don't try, don't try" ☆═━┈ xxxx ┈━═☆Hands you a Business Card ❦ I'm S-single ❦ My Pad: 1424 Doux District ❦ My Role: Coroner☥≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎☯≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎☥ It was truly a relief that she didn't seem to be mad at him for screwing things up, and was even appreciative of him making amends. "Really, it was no p-problem" Was it really a surprise that he would stop to help? He had been a part if not all of the problem, so it seemed like it should be considered his responsibility to help; wasn't like his back was broken or anything, he could still do stuff like that. She accepted his help up as well, though she was just as choosy about hands as he was. For him, there was really only one he could offer at the moment, but for her...she couldn't touch anything? He didn't mean to, but he gave her a somewhat quizzical look before shrugging it off. Maybe she had a compromised immune system or severe dermal allergies? he didn't know her so he couldn't say for certain what was up. She was...a bit heavier than he was expecting, probably around the same weight as him, but once he finally got a good look at her up close, he noticed she was quite a bit shorter than him. She was probably around average height for a woman, but he was pretty darn tall for a man, which meant probably most of the people in this building were shorter than him. He sort of ignored her comment about it not being his fault, or rather, he chose to silently disagree, but when she said she would appreciate it if he got her another drink, he gave a slight nod before returning to the shortened line.
Once he actually got up to the counter, he realized he had no idea what she had gotten. Fortunately, the lovely cashier came to his rescue again, remembering what the young lady had ordered and fixing it right up. All said it only took four or five minutes to get her a replacement. "Here you go, one...I don't really know the barista said it was right. Would you mind if I pulled up a chair and joined you? I've already interrupted so much of your day, I may as well introduce myself and such." How flattering of him, but self-deprecation was his usual mode of communication outside of business settings.☥≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎☯≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎≎☥
Stiffs: An innocent bystander ❦ Mood Meter: Depressed █▇▇▇▇▇▇█▇▇▇▇▇▇█ Manic ❦ Out Of Corpses
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"Take the blade away from me / I am a freak, I am afraid that / All the blood escaping me won't end the pain / And I'll be haunting all the lives that cared for me / I died to be the white ghost / Of the man that I was meant to be"
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Posted: Thu Mar 12, 2020 6:46 am
▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄xx▄xx▄x▄▄▄▄x▄xx▄xx▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ R ● owan S ● kye C ● ortana ▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄xx▄xx▄x▄▄▄▄x▄xx▄xx▄▄▄▄▄▄▄▄ ↙↙↙ The Prophet ↛ Rowan watched the man go to the counter to get her another drink, opening her mouth to tell him what it was, but it was too late, he was already far enough away where he wouldn't hear her normal speaking voice. There was no way she was going to yell across the store either, she had made enough of a scene already today. Watching as the cashier was able to remember what she had ordered, she sighed in relief, not wanting to have any more anxiety inducing incidents. Her eyes trailed the man as he came back to and when he approached, she noticed her head moving backwards as she gazed up at him. He was so flipping tall! Standing well over a foot taller than her, she couldn't help the fact that her eyes got a little wide and she almost shrank back. Clearing her throat a little, she managed to compose herself and gave a small smile. Taking her drink with an smile, she sipped at it lightly and nodded, "Thank you. And of course you can join me, it would be nice to make a friend out of all of this." Giving him a kind smile, she moved her bag to sit down in that chair and took another sip of her drink. Sighing as the warmth of it filled her. "I'm Rowan by the way."' She figured she'd go ahead and start, she felt equally responsible for the whole incident. If she had just slowed down and listened, this whole thing probably could have been avoided, but at least she was socializing. Resting her chin on her palm, she watched him with a gentle interest, she couldn't place it, but there was just something different about him. Her eyes squinted gently in concentration, chewing on her bottom lip, and even leaning forward a little as if it would help. Groaning after a few long moments that seemed to last forever to her, she just couldn't place it. Leaning back, she took another sip of her drink, realizing how weird she had just been and now refused to look at him. Apparently it had been too long since she had any sort of social interaction and she had no idea how to act around people. Now mentally kicking herself over hew own stupid behavior again. [☂: Mood][ Calm-ish ] [☀: Location][ Moonbucks ][☁: I'm With][ Stranger ][☄: Thoughts][ Don't. Touch. Anything. ][O.O.C.][ ]
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