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 Posted: Mon Oct 14, 2019 4:01 pm
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Posted: Wed Oct 16, 2019 8:43 pm
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ＪａｘｅｎxxＫｎｏｘ
Baker | Yoga & Meditation Enthusiast | Meta-Human
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Uh oh. He DID forget their dinner plans. Ah, damn it! What a stinkin' space cadet he was! " Gah! Sorry, I'm dumb, sugarplum. I must've gotten really side track with these candles. " The tall male responded as he face-palmed himself in shame. What kind of a boyfriend was he if he kept forgetting things - especially plans that he came up with on his own. Man, maybe these wax candles were really a bad habit... Well, starting tomorrow, he vowed to cut back on his hoarding! He was still gonna get the ones that Allistair put in his basket, but that's only because this'll be the last time. Hopefully...
When his phone was brought up, Jax paused for a second and pulled his cellular device out from his back pocket. The dumb ******** just kept adding on and on. " Well, it's not dead or on DND... " Flipping his phone around, he showed the small siren the mute icon before switching his phone back with the sound on. " Geez, you think I'm getting old? Maybe I'm really in my 80s instead of my 20s! " Letting out a little chuckle, he guided the two of them over to the front registers to pay for his items before escorting them out of the shop; one hand on his bag and the other hold Allistair's hand. " Welp, how about you pick dinner, and I'll just pay? You probably know more food places than I do. "
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Posted: Mon Oct 21, 2019 10:39 pm
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Posted: Tue May 05, 2020 10:42 pm
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Tucking the cigarette between a few of his molars until he had to force his cheek to stretch outward, Jacob rearranged the cuffs of his shirt before reaching up and straightening out his collar as well. His knuckles tightened over the paper and he pulled it away from his lips, a small blow of smoke lifting out into the cerulean sky. It was a good day for a flight if he wanted to catch on to the wind. His wings itched to spread from his shoulder blades and lift himself into the sky. And he would had it not been for the occasional passersby mindlessly shopping in the what he could call "outlet mall". He could eye a hidden or two nearby. It hadn't taken him long to spot them out in a crowd of strangers, regardless of which colored eye contacts or wigs they chose for the day. Maybe they would be a bit better if they weren't ecstatic to see him every time they turned his direction. The sight always managed to get him to chuckle slightly and avert his gaze. He took a long breath, lowering the stick beside his hip and hitching his back against the wall beside the Pezzle's door. He had meant to go in again, but in all honesty, he was hesitant. Concoctions with supposed "side effects" wasn't exactly his cup of tea.
He sighed and swallowed. Soleil - supposedly the dream city of lovers. What was he doing here? Aside from the obvious. He hadn't exactly chosen this city to "speculate" the supernaturals that passed through. If he wanted to do that, he could head just outside his village to the hub nearby. No, he had come to be near her in her time of need. Specifically, he was wary of the wolf hovering over her. He took another long inhale.
OOC: --
Account: $1400.00
Wearing: The Usual Class.
Feeling: Neutral.
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Posted: Wed May 06, 2020 1:43 am
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 ✐ ❝Ⓛⓘⓢⓐ Ⓡⓞⓩⓐⓡⓘⓞ Ⓜⓐⓡⓣⓘⓝⓔⓩ❞ ✎ ══════════════════════════ "No soy todo lo que ves, pero tampoco ves todo lo que soy."
Loose curls danced with the wind, mimicking the bounce in her step as her soles barely tapped the pavement beneath. Quite a pleasant day to be outside, to which she was glad she opted for her day off today than any other. Yet, she couldn't stop herself from dropping by at the store one last time before she left, having to be shoved out by her colleagues lest she decided to spend her day off just talking to them and having minor stress moments. It was her first full time job to say the least, nothing she could simply splatter with paint or start with a clean new canvas if she wanted to but the journey was exciting none the less. It was nice to have people to talk to while she worked, rather than talking to the air and cultivating something that would trouble her in a social gathering.
Social gatherings, the thought that made her fluster a little. The fact that she would choose to wear something presentable, something that in her mind screamed, look at me, something she wasn't too used to, something that gave her this bouncy- feather like feeling, but it wasn't her outfit. It was the person she was going to be meeting, the reason she even wore on lipstick and did her hair right. An old client, someone who never failed to shower her with praises everytime she made something for him, wanted to meet her for something that wouldn't classify as official.
A date?, the voice of her colleague ringed in her ear, causing her to fluster up even more. But it wasn't a date, it was just, a friendly meeting where she chose to look presentable. Was that wrong?
Walking along mindlessly while she held a subtle smile, she looked around, occasionally stopping when she spotted something that caught her eye before moving along. She couldn't seem to know what to do when it came to waiting, most people would either window-shop or even play on their phones, but she was a little too excited to settle on one thing. She did however, decide to browse through the displays until she stopped at a peculiar potion store. She was familiar with potions, for obvious reasons, but never quite fond of them since some tended to misuse them. Hues that gave off an earthy green today settled upon one that was supposed to be a love potion which made her lean away and cross her arms across her chest.
"It is sad how people would rather resort to spells rather than taking time to get to know the person and fall in love." she would state out loud, not mindful of anyone even hearing, "And people who profit from this, some by even selling fakes...I be these are a good excuse to extort...Santa Maria, look at the price!" she would exclaim, soon to spot from the corner of her eyes the man standing at the door. Was he the owner? Oh boy, did he hear her?
"I am so sorry if this is your store, I wouldn't mean to offend you by anything I said, I maybe speak too much." she would state, bowing as an apology as she walked a tad bit closer so he did hear her. But she couldn't ignore the dull color pallet he chose to wear. Focus! "I bet your potions work just fine, it's just that, I've known people being scammed more than once and as a practitioner myself, I would say it takes quite a bit of practice to get right- which I'm sure you have if you have a store of your own." she'd add, barely even giving the man a chance to speak if he didn't yet tell her this wasn't her store. "Although, that my friend, isn't something you'd want to do around potions. The smoke causes unbalance and well, that may lead to a whole different kind of effect." she continued.
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2020 1:12 am
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✐ ❝Ⓛⓘⓢⓐ Ⓡⓞⓩⓐⓡⓘⓞ Ⓜⓐⓡⓣⓘⓝⓔⓩ❞ ✎ ══════════════════════════ "No soy todo lo que ves, pero tampoco ves todo lo que soy."
It took a moment for the woman to register he admitted it not being his store, among her constant chatter, until it did settle in and she stood there for a brief moment in silence, letting that sink in. Was she usually this slow at grasping things? Brushing the thought aside as a faint flush formed on her cheeks again, darkening the already rosy skin she had painted on for her little meet today before she nodded, pursing her lips together tight maybe even giving it a little pout as her hazel hues peeled away and looked around for a moment. "Apologies, I speak too much it would seem." she would say with another quick and light bow. Come to think of it, when did she even pick that up? Could be from work, when the few stylists started doing that, she began to follow and well, it was rather nice but this wasn't her customer and it wasn't necessary. Although, this did add to one of the things that would make her cringe at night or any time of the day where her brain would just remind her of this.
The man's words did settle in this time, quicker than before as he denied his smoke would affect the potions from this distance to which she would look back at him, an evident dismay on her face. While it was true that the store owner would take precautions to avoid such things happening with the ambiance of the store, she faced enough trouble with potions to come to the conclusion she did-which was a story for another time. "Tsk tsk, of course it does, unless the practitioner takes precautions against it." she started off with a little tut and wag to her finger, "Because you're taking something from nature and using it to make something something you need, she will expect you to be nice to her. Elements included." she said before adding, "You smoking is contaminating her besides, hurting your body, which is why she might play it dirty on you and contaminate your potions."
"I thought most witches knew that."
"A witch's relationship with nature determines the outcomes of most of her work, mine for example is much like a tenant and a somewhat nice landlord. She lets me use her abilities but she expects me to respect her and give her something in exchange--wait" she would state to his remark, as innocently as she must have taken it before something dawned on her, "Was that supposed to be a hit at my understanding?" she asked, taking a step forward, closer to the male but nothing about her seemed threatening enough. Although she did narrow her gaze at him with her brows lightly knit together, pulling her arms away from her chest before she quickly shifted to a light smile.
"I'll let that slide because you're cute." she teased, reaching over and patting his head. It wasn't necessarily intended to offend him but she did understand each practitioner had their own journey and own expertise and maybe he did know better but she was merely implying what she new from her experience. None the less, the gesture was also her attempt to clear the air if there was any negative energy between them.
With this closeness though, she did get a better look at him, especially those bright orbs that complemented the darkness of his hair. It was much like her boss and his brother's but they were much warmer in comparison.
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Occ: It was worth the wait v u v Also thank you! Edit: I forgot to type this xD
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2020 1:54 am
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She did "speak too much" - and he started to wonder if perhaps she was foreign. People that weren't native to the area had a tendency to speak out when they were uncomfortable in a situation. His cigarette hovered near his lips, contemplating whether or not he'd take another deep inhale while she spoke. This time he did snort - she was like a naive teenager. His eyes closed in slight annoyance and amusement. "I guess that would explain why you don't have a close relationship with her then." Or why she lacked proper knowledge on potion making. Jacob was no novice when it came to the practice - but he lacked interest in making it a hobby. Besides, he had members in the clan to do this for him. The most he'd stick to were healing and even then, he held the ability naturally himself.
Him smoking out here in the open wouldn't have an effect on anything inside. He was outside a building with a sealed door beside him and anything magic making was clear out of sight of any normal consumer that would stroll in - hence why the completed and finished corked bottles remained in the viewing window. Nor would it have any effect on his body, but she clearly wouldn't have known that at first glance. Not like he did. He pressed the paper to the edge of his lips and paused at her final sentence. Cute? It wasn't the worst compliment he'd received. But it definitely wasn't the greatest. He snapped his hand up against her wrist just before she could manage to touch his head, eyeing her with an almost predatory gaze. He had at least half a foot on her, not that he was intending to be threatening at the moment. He'd defend himself just fine if it came to that.
He let go of her wrist. So she was a witch - whether she'd said it directly aloud or not. A practical cloud of smoke exhaled from his mouth, up and away from her being. Pulling the stick from his mouth, his eyes never left her, but all he could imagine were those amethyst orbs staring up at him. "Touchy."
OOC: LOL, no biggie!
Account: $1400.00
Wearing: The Usual Class.
Feeling: Neutral; Nostalgic
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2020 4:26 am
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✐ ❝Ⓛⓘⓢⓐ Ⓡⓞⓩⓐⓡⓘⓞ Ⓜⓐⓡⓣⓘⓝⓔⓩ❞ ✎ ══════════════════════════ "No soy todo lo que ves, pero tampoco ves todo lo que soy."
The woman wondered what he found amusing, tilting her head curiously at him before he mentioned her relationship with nature. Now this wasn't something she was shy to admit, even to novice witches she came across, nature and her only got along only up to an extant which is why she never focused on stirring her life along a path that would let her explore her abilities, although she did rely on her for things, she wasn't necessarily good in some of them. "Yeah well I think she appreciates me, from a distance." she said, reflecting a bit before she glanced back at him, "Why would you say that though?" she'd ask, curious about any input he'd have to give. If he was any good and could help her improve her potion making skills, she could use a tip or two lest she wanted to poison herself like the hand full of times she did.
Lisa's eyes were wide like a deer before headlights, blinking a few times to realize he had just grabbed her wrist before she could make contact with his head. "That was fast." she ended up mumbling what she should have kept to herself, all while unable to take her eyes off of those warm hues. Even if he didn't intend to, made his presence quite aware. He was easily as tall as Rigel - her boss- but there wasn't a time where he made his presence felt this way. It wasn't that she felt uneasy, maybe she did knowing how she must have invaded his personal space uninvited- something she only recently learned about- but she didn't know what to label it.
Watching him exhale another puff of smoke broke her gaze from his, eyes cast at her wrist he held before returning to him. Her wrist felt warm, like all her blood had rushed there just momentarily even or was it his hand that was warm? In a regular circumstance, she would apologize for having tried to touch him without his permission like that but for some reason, she didn't want to. More so, she wanted to get on his nerves without inflicting damage. "I get that a lot." she'd say, quickly grabbing his cigarette and crushed the burning end against the wall she was close to. "And unnecessarily nosy." she said holding on to what was left of it. "Now don't go lighting up a new one, it's bad for you and the people around you." she added, crossing her arms across her chest.
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Occ: Your avi is always cute emotion_kirakira
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Posted: Wed May 13, 2020 2:11 pm
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✐ ❝Ⓛⓘⓢⓐ Ⓡⓞⓩⓐⓡⓘⓞ Ⓜⓐⓡⓣⓘⓝⓔⓩ❞ ✎ ══════════════════════════ "No soy todo lo que ves, pero tampoco ves todo lo que soy."
Knowledge, part of her questioned the knowledge he had since he was quite obviously looking down on her but part of her refused to do the same considering the negativity she had to face. Both sides seemed to have their own disagreements but it wouldn’t stop her from reminding herself she seeked her power for other things that she was quite satisfied with. But was this worth telling a stranger? Through it all though, her face gave away her distraught with her lips curled into a pouted frown while her hazel hues searched for something that wasn’t even physically there.”Right,” she’d say, probably the shortest she had ended her conversation with this stranger.
The woman’s lips threatened to turn into a smirk, as much as she tried to contain it. She was quite happy with her achievement- taking away his cigarette- especially with the evident change in his demeanour. If she was any more comfortable with the man, or even a little tipsy, she would have embodied the child in her and given him a victory dance or something worse, but the smug look on her face should have been enough to irk him. Although, it would seem that it was a hollow victory once she noticed what he began to do. The smile she had just a while ago slowly turned to a frown, more of a look of disbelief and much more childish than her smug. Like it read, how could you!? as her fuller lower lip almost instantly stuck out a little.
Lisa was determined at this point, even if she had no reason to trouble the poor man, he provoked her as much as she did him and she made it her mission to make him stop with his cigarettes. All her plans for the day could go straight to the trash, just as she wished for his cigarettes to be.
”She would be quite displeased, which I’m sure she is.” she would state, huffing quietly as she thought of what to do. Fighting him like a child would just make her look bad, did she need that when she already seemed to be the one loosing this childish dispute? Maybe, but maybe she could trick him?
Just as the thought arose, so did she put it into action. The man’s vest pocket would start to let out smoke much like the thin wisps the one between his lips let out, soon turning thicker and stronger while mimicking a sensation of heat. If he could see past her ability, she would truly be impressed, although so far, it hadn’t failed her so she wasn’t expecting it to this time. ”Oh my, I think she’s more than displeased at this point.” she stated, drawing her gaze from his pocket to those hues again.
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Occ: GUUURL we’ve alll been through that phase :U
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Posted: Sun May 17, 2020 11:45 pm
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Posted: Sat May 23, 2020 7:20 am
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Mood: stressed,
With: no one atm
Wearing: tank top underneath motorcycle suit.
Items: wallet ($300 cash bank card, ID. Card drivers ID), bike helmet, smartphone.
Thinking to herself, Veronica looks around her kitchen, counting in her head what is needed I her house. After hearing there is a mall she immediately backs what she needs, locks the door behind her. Walks to her bike. After putting her helmet on, she starts her bike engine and drives off. For an estimate of half an hour she drives to the cerise shopping district area, she finds the parking area and parks and locks her bike and sits and relaxes abit. After a minute she stands up and puts her helmet in one of her compartments on her bike and walks towards the entrance of the shopping district, but as she walks she feels lost, as to being new to this area |
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Posted: Mon Jun 01, 2020 12:08 am
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