Surrounding Forest

[iamWanderlust626]

ღ Can I truly be loved?

xxxThere's so much that I feel

xxxxxxBut I don't know what is real

xxxxxxxxxAll these voices in my head

xxxxxxxxxxxxAll these secrets that I dread

status: single ; company: venue goers; okayuki ; feelings: getting a bit crowded, isn't it... ; wearing: little spring fling ; wallet: $15.50 ; bank: $940

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> xxxxxNeedless to say, by the time Julie saw Okayuki's face she felt him to be a welcome sight. The crowd had grown quite a bit since her arrival and donation, and after she'd sampled a couple of the vendor foods she'd begun to have he overwhelming sensation of needing to get away. There weren't any negative thoughts that plagued her mind or angry voices, but the sheer happiness and contentment that was around her was more than she had felt in a very long time. It stifled her almost as much as depression, only rather than feeling a weight in Julie's chest there were birds and butterflies that pulled at her belly and shoulders and feet - it made her want to dance! Of course rather than do that, Julie stood with her ankles crossed and her satchel held against the front of her pelvis.

> xxxxx"Hi," she said softly at his approach and bow, and felt her ears heat with a flush as she met his smile with her own. When he gestured to her dress, Julie looked down at the little flower pattern and twisted her hips cutely; had she not been one to cling to her bag, the skirt would have done a tiny flare. "Thank you," was her simple and shy acceptance of his compliment, as it was actually difficult for her to do. There was always something to be said as a rebuttal - "Oh, this old thing? Nah, I'm sure there's a moth-hole or two somewhere.." "You look pretty dashing yourself, Okayuki." She was happy to see that he had kept true to his own country style for the event. It would have made her sad, if he had felt he wasn't able to be his true self so far from home. Besides, it complimented him very well. "I hope the ferry ride wasn't too crowded.."

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Professor Foxtrot

 

[Tragic lVlelody]

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When Kaylee heard about the Spring Fling, she ripped the paper off the billboard in her excitement and ran back home to show Kos, giggling and bouncing with excitement as she shoved the paper in his face. The idea of getting to dress up and go to a party was just a wonderful idea and after all the rain they've had. She was starting to get a bit of cabin fever. That and she was starting to feel down since one of the jobs she's applied to have gotten back to her yet. She was trying to not give up hope though. This city was a chance for a new start and they haven't been living here that long. She was sure she'd be receiving a call any day now.

When the day of the Spring Fling came, Kaylee spent half an hour fixing her hair and putting on some make-up, which was 25 more minuets than she usually spent. Kaylee usually never dressed up or anything unless she and Kos were going out on a date. Which this is what this sort of was, plus it would be a good way for them to meet some of the people that live in the city. Leaving the bathroom, Kaylee fed Mira before grabbing Kos' hand and pulling him behind her. The ferry ride was nice and Kaylee liked watching the waves. When they reached the island, Kaylee held her husband's hand tighter and followed the signs pointing out the right direction.

Though, once they actually reached the party Kaylee saw all the people and her excitement completely shifted. Taking back her usual personality, Kaylee stopped walking and fell behind Kos, clinging to his arm, she hid behind him.

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[AnnoyedPanda]

ωhere Event l ωith Alone l мood Okay l Outfit For A Cause


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Finn sighed heavily as he walked his way up towards the spring event. It reminded him of all the other things he probably missed out on. He should be here with his wife! He kept trying to find her, but it was as if fate was keeping them apart. They were supposed to be soul mates! Did that mean nothing? Was it just a load of bull? He was still angered and hurt over the locks being changed. He hadn't meant to be away so long but there was nothing he could do about it! The brunette clenched a damp hand into a fist. Trying to calm himself down, he turned his focus back to the decorations and music of the night. Many couples, and even singles, were buzzing about and he was a little surprised by the turnout. Of course, he probably wouldn't stay that long as he was here mainly for the blood drive. If he could help out for a good cause, he would. Maybe his blood would save a life one day.

Standing in line for the tent, he stretched out his arm to pull up his sleeve and look at his watch. The sprinkles were starting and he didn't bring a jacket, but he didn't mind getting wet. It wasn't too late. He thought he wasn't going to be able to pull himself out of bed to even make it. The announcement had stated there would be a dance type thing along with the blood drive and he knew it would remind him of Bree. He might eat and drink a little afterwards, depending on how much blood they draw, but otherwise he didn't want to be here without her. With all his thinking, Finn didn't realize he had made it to the head of the line and they were waiting for him. Following the nurse to a sectioned off chair behind a curtain, he lackadaisically answered her questions. When she was done he held out his arm as she rolled up his sleeve and rubbed the alcohol wipe on his arm. Did he like needles? Not really. However, he wasn't afraid of them either, so he pulled out his phone and dialed the number he memorized right away. His number hand changed because he had gotten a phone under his other life, but she was in his phone the moment he remembered who he was. Her name seemed to sit on his screen for the longest time, wondering if she would even answer. With a deep exhale, he felt the needle puncture his skin and he pressed the call button...

 

[ShadowStar369]

❝It wαs α quєstíσn I hαd wσrn σn mч líps fσr dαчs - líkє α lσσsє thrєαd σn mч fαvσurítє swєαtєr I cσuldn't rєsíst pullíng - dєspítє knσwíng ít cσuld αll unrαvєl αrσund mє.❞
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"At least the music is good..."

The giant stood out like a sore thumb. It was a fact he had come to live with over the years, but it still made him feel a little uncomfortable regardless. He was wearing a suit, like most other males gathered nearby. He was clean, well dressed and not drawing too much attention to himself. But still, he stood out from the crowd and occasionally he would receive a few sideways glances. His problem wasn't due to any particular disfigurement, as he was rather handsome, aside from the thin scar marking one side of his face. No, it was just his size and his rather imposing build. He was big. A little too big, perhaps. Growing up he had always been bigger than the other kids, always been sought ought to fight because of it. Maybe that was why he'd naturally gravitated towards military work? Dare adjusted the suit jacket he wore, glad that the old suit still fit. He hadn't worn this since his wedding day, when he'd had it tailor made for him because none of the others in the store would fit. It had been a memorable day, even if the relationship had soured and eventually come to an end.

At the present moment the divorcee was hovering on the outskirts of the party, unsure of himself and waiting to find a familiar face. Any familiar face. But if he didn't join the group soon, he'd spend the rest of the day like this and wouldn't have any fun whatsoever. Which made the whole endeavor pointless, really. Especially when taking into account the effort needed to actually find this location. If it weren't for the fact that he'd found others headed here, he'd have gotten lost for sure. Not that the destination had been rather difficult to find, just that he hadn't familiarized himself completely with Soleil just yet. Perhaps he should just go and get himself a drink or something?

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XXXXXXXXXDσ чσu lσvє mє? I αsk.

❣ LOCATION → [spring fling]
❣ COMPANY → [none]
❣ FEELING → [out of place]
❣ DATING → [...]
❣ SONG → [cold water]
❣ OOC → [...]

❝In чσur hєsítαtíσn I fσund mч αnswєr.❞

yo punny nut

 

[ShadowStar369]

❝Yσu'vє lσѕt ѕσmєσnє αnd it hurtѕ. Yσu mαy hαvє lσѕt thєm ѕuddєnly, unєхpєctєdly. Or pєrhαpѕ yσu bєgαn lσѕing piєcєѕ σf thєm until σnє dαy, thєrє wαѕ nσthing lєft. Yσu mαy hαvє knσwn thєm αll yσur lifє σr yσu mαy hαvє bαrєly knσwn thєm αt αll.❞
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"Is this the line?"
The petite dancer had arrived at the spring event quite some time before, but only now was she joining the cue to donate her high-class blood. She'd spent the majority of her time watching the dancers and the musicians, standing on her own by a large tree. She'd never attended such parties on her own before and she'd felt exhilarated, until the loneliness had settled in. Megara had come alone. She had no friends to call, no husband to hide behind, no family to obey. She'd fought for her freedom, but at what price? She bit her lower lip, teeth digging in to the layer of gloss. She missed him. Her husband. Even if they had been ostracized by those that were once considered allies, she had always felt comforted by his presence at her side. A slender hand curled around the ring at her throat. She could so this. She would go in there, donate a little blood, and when she came out.. She would find someone to talk to or eat with. If only that peculiar blonde were here at least. She could have used some of his encouragement. At least she didn't have reason to feel anxious about her attire. She was wearing a dress that was at the height of fashion, one she'd never had a chance to wear but her husband had bought her for her birthday. It was of a black lacy material and complimented her slender build. That, paired with her makeup made her look pretty, almost beautiful now, rather than the plain thing she usually was by day. She'd never liked wearing makeup except to parties, business meetings, or on stage when performing for an adoring crowd. How she longed to dance now. If only she could..

Megara entered the tent and seated herself rather awkwardly in the chair provided. It was her first time doing such a thing and she was a little nervous. Luckily, the nurse was nice and talked her through the process. The needle, once inserted, had made her jump. The pain was nothing when compared to the pain of ballet, but it had surprised her. She gave the lovely nurse an apologetic smile and gave her approval for her blood to be donated to science. Science.. What did scientists do with the blood? Did they test it for diseases or give it to people for a... A blood transfusion? Was that what it was called? If her mother could see her now, she'd be appalled. Her family had never condoned such a procedure in such an unsanitary environment. If they were to give blood, it would have had to have been in a sterile, high class facility and nothing less. Even just that little bit of rebellious knowledge was enough to have the former star smiling while she left the tent, fingers tracing over the bandaid she'd been given.








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❣ LOCATION → [forest]
❣ COMPANY → [...]
❣ FEELING → [unsure]
❣ DATING → [...]
❣ ATTIRE → [dress]
❣ OOC → [...]



❝You cannot control the depth of a wound another soul inflicts upon you.❞

 

[AnnoyedPanda]

ωhere Spring Fling l ωith Alone l мood Neutral l Outfit Party Crasher

Lysander tugged at the vest he wore, he didn't realize it had gotten smaller since the last time he wore it. When had been the last time he wore it? The blonde took a moment to think back and the only time he could remember wearing it was...It had been some formal party after he and Lillian truly inherited their mother's real estate company. Wow! Well it showed how much black he didn't often wear. It had become apparent rather quickly that he'd end up unbuttoning it well before the night was over. In fact, it was unlikely that he'd even end up staying for too long. Despite his status as social elite, Lysander didn't like the mingling party scene very much. It was strange to imagine but he was a more serious business type. He knew the parties were necessary, but he hated them. Of course, this was nothing like the forced business parties he had to go to but that didn't mean he wanted to spend all night pretending to care. Giving a groan of frustration as he once again tugged at his vest, he made his way to the line of patrons standing in front of the tent for the blood drive.

Ruby eyes gazed around lazily, barely registering the people around him until they landed on the head of a brunette. He had been playing with Miyuki for the past two days that it was almost a breath of fresh air to see another face. Sure, he enjoyed torturing the girl and he'd try to get her into bed just like any other breathing creature, but he wanted to be around someone his own age too. He watched as she disappeared into the tent before him and pushed his way to the front of the line so he could get out sooner and play with his new toy. Ignoring the offended tones of the people behind him, Lysander sat in a chair and impatiently waited to have his blood drawn. Given the amount of times he's had a needle stuck in his arm, he barely even registered the feeling as he searched for Meg, the stripper. When the nurse was done, Lysander nearly jumped out of his chair to follow up behind the young woman. "Well, well, well...~" he purred flirtatiously as he came up behind her. "Still looking for that stripping lesson?" he asked, sliding a finger along her bare shoulders.

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[ShadowStar369]

❝Yσu'vє lσѕt ѕσmєσnє αnd it hurtѕ. Yσu mαy hαvє lσѕt thєm ѕuddєnly, unєхpєctєdly. Or pєrhαpѕ yσu bєgαn lσѕing piєcєѕ σf thєm until σnє dαy, thєrє wαѕ nσthing lєft. Yσu mαy hαvє knσwn thєm αll yσur lifє σr yσu mαy hαvє bαrєly knσwn thєm αt αll.❞
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The former heiress bowed her head upon exiting the tent, appearing lost in thought. How was her family doing? Did they miss her at all? Despite how controlling and forceful they had been, she couldn't bring it upon herself to hate them. In fact, sometimes she caught herself missing them. She remembered the times when she'd been forbidden from socializing with anyone outside of her mother and father, in favour of training harder and for longer. She could also recall how utterly defenseless she'd been when she had finally left to attend the dancing school her mother had enrolled her in. She hadn't even known how to boil water at the time, let alone live by herself. Caught up in her reminiscence, she failed to notice the very blonde that had been on her mind previously, just nearby. A flirtatious purr sounded in her ear and a warm finger brushed against the surface of her bare skin, startling her. She jumped and spun around, eyes wide with surprise. She managed to stifle the squeak that arose and settled once she recognised who had snuck up on her.

"You startled me."

She accused, cheeks flushing a delicate pink at the last part of his greeting. She'd almost forgotten that she had requested his aid in helping her fit in at her new, potential work place. But she wasn't there to strip! The removal of clothes wasn't exactly what lured her to the establishment. It was the promise of a dance she could actually do.

"Your arm... Does it hurt? Mine aches a bit because it's my first time.."

Why was she still blushing? She'd chosen to ignore his statement, as she'd struggled to come up with a proper response. She offered him a smile and tilted her head towards the drinks table.

"Would you like a drink?"








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❣ LOCATION → [forest]
❣ COMPANY → [...]
❣ FEELING → [unsure]
❣ DATING → [...]
❣ ATTIRE → [dress]
❣ OOC → [...]



❝You cannot control the depth of a wound another soul inflicts upon you.❞


AnnoyedPanda

 

[Irneth]

Sidevi || On Person: $80 || In Bank: $740 || Mood: Happy

Sidevi nodded along, walking back to where she was sat previously. She listened to Kiku as they walked, her talking ki and not needing to punch anyone got Sidevi to snicker softly before she couldn't help herself by saying, "Good! But.. maybe I could use another divine kiss?" she jokingly flirted with a giggle, that one being a bit more straightforward than the previous attempt. Though once they made it back to where Sidevi had originally sat, she gathered up at least five plates and disposed of them. Returning back to Kiku, "Well! What's first on the list? Anything in particular?" she asked with a curious flick of her tail.

Sidevi was shy enough that she didn't want to be the one to engage random people so she was comfy enough following along Kiku who might do that. "Finding new friends? Enjoying nature, music or food? Dancing... even pictures possibly!" Sidevi had listed off a few ideas, though she really would just enjoy time with Kiku at the moment. She held up a hand with one finger extended as if having an idea, "You can understand animals right? I wonder if any of the birds around here want the food everyone has." she giggled softly as she looked up to the much taller woman in curiosity.

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asbloodrunscold

 

[WhitersNote]

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"The Music Man" ||| I'm wondering "Forest of Mykronos"
Im carrying "Coffee" ||| I'm with "pffft"
I'm wearing "R&B Style"
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He doubted most would recognise the genre with sincere reverence for the artist, the man himself who so loved classical stylings mixing it up with a splash of John Legend. The atmosphere wasn’t quite fitting, being more awkward and cliqued as of now- improving slowly, but only slowly; nevertheless, the rolls of rhythm that sprang off the keys was enough for the event entertainer. Hakem was pleased to have been approached with this opportunity at all, he loved music more than he often expressed, though it would seem someone had overhead his tendency to sneak onto the piano at work. A musicians true talent was diversity, was it not? A willingness to change those whom they often paired with, to change where they played, their style, their comfort zone, their compromise to be in the spotlight or the background; This wasn’t a stage, but somehow, just the same, he reminisced on his days of performing. That was back in college, a time so long ago- long enough to expect a reunion soon, in the next year, perhaps, if not the one after. He wondered how the gang was doing? He hadn't nearly kept up with anyone since those days, they were part of one decade of his life he boxed and stored in his attic, just like most everything else.

Lulling between songs to take a sip of coffee, the lyrical wolf scanned the crowd for familiar faces. He recognized his trainer, but that was all for now. He didn't figure to capture her eye while the festivities were in high gear, stroking his hair into place as his cup was tossed to the trash to free his fingers for more playing. He'd admit to being here early, during set up in fact, and was wistful for another cup as he played Moonlight Sonata. He could acquire more in an hour or less, during a break, where he'd likely toddle to the food table and what familiar faces he could impose on. After all, he would like to enjoy the even as well- drink a bit, walk to the river singing just on the edge of his hearing. Maybe make a new acquaintance, or another couple friend, assuming they could vibe with Victoria and himself, and assuming she would leave Aubrey’s side enough to socialize elsewhere; honestly, he would be content with that one familiar face too. However, that all was for later, amethyst orbs slightly glowing as they fluttered back to his keys.

Out Of Composure: Up next- Alexus, Sage, Äura, Fisher, Carmen

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[ShadowStar369]

❝Whαt if I tσld чσu thαt σnє dαч чσu will mєєt α girl whσ is unlikє αnчσnє єlsє чσu'vє knσwn. shє will knσw αll thє right things tσ sαч, whαt mαkєs чσu lαugh, whαt turns чσu σn, whαt drivєs чσu wild αnd bєst σf αll, чσu will dσ fσr hєr єхαctlч whαt shє dσєs fσr чσu.❞
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The Android groaned, brushing off any remnants of white fur from her dress. That was an unfortunate side effect of owning a cat. Fur got everywhere. It was mysterious, really, since she'd taken extra care to keep the garment away from her feline housemate. There, that should do it. Satisfied that no fur was in sight, she adjusted her dress and did a little twirl. Oh yes, she was in the mood to party. Socialising was long over due, especially since she hadn't been outside in just under a week. Her publisher wasn't cutting her any slack, despite being vented to about a certain stupid redhead that was being an a**. At the thought of Cecil, her smile faded and she scowled at a flower nestled between blades of grass. He never even apologized and had the nerve to tell her off for having her feet up on the couch. If he hadn't been the one to repair her, she'd have hit him. Hard. She had been so upset by his antics that now even Cerberus was sick of hearing about him. And she'd been too distracted to work. Which was probably why her publisher had practically isolated her and bullied her into completing it. Oh well, hopefully today she'd get some new ideas for stories. She doubted that Cecil would attend such an event as this because he seems like such a shut in.

"Stupid jerk."

She muttered darkly, moving on and joining in the group mingling. She threaded her way around people and made her way to the area that boasted food. What could she eat without making much of a mess? She looked over the selections, mind absently concocting a food themed BL story. Perhaps a chef and a customer? No, that was overused. Unbeknownst to her, Sunati's devious, underwear stealing cat had followed her from their home and was watching her from a tree nearby. He was such a stalker.

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XXXXXXXXXWhєn will I mєєt hєr? hє αѕкѕ.

❣ LOCATION → [Party?]
❣ COMPANY → [Cerberus]
❣ FEELING → [pleasant]
❣ DATING → [Nobody 3D]
❣ CODE → [Cecilisabigbuttandhecangostuffhimselffullofwaffles]
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❝Wєll lєt's put it this wαч, shє dσєsn't єvєn єхist чєt❞

yo punny nut

 

[Genkawolf]

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Patrick would like to have donated more blood, but he understands that would be a bad since it goes by body weight. Wasn't sure ift was the loss of blood, but he began to feel nervous and more bored now that the only part he was here for is over with. Figured he could eat, drink and skip the needless small talk with strangers. Tunes out the music, "Best place to feel more like an outsider than at a social event where your existence can be even be more ignored by the masses" he thought with a sigh before eating some food at the buffet table. He was at a moment yet where he considered buying a phone to be in more contact with his business partner, Kenzie and connect through one of thos pet devices to keep an eye on his kitten back at the house. "Phones isn't me. The sooner I leave the better. All this alone is allowing me to think too much" he thought as he went over to the bar and seated himself then orders himself club soda.

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『ᏞᎾᏟᎪᏆᎥᎾᏁ: Surrounding forest-mykronos island (spring fling).sᏆᎪᏆus: Single.mᎾᎾᎠ: bored out of his mind and lonely.mᎾᏁᎬᎽ: $591.60. ᎪᏟᏟᎾmᏢᎪᏁᎽᎥᏁᎶ hᎥm:no one at all. 』