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 Posted: Thu Apr 07, 2016 7:10 pm
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2016 9:40 pm
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>>>>> Ϩɑɦɑɾ Dȋη <<<<<
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Oh! Sahar hadn't even noticed the instrument case earlier. Well, he supposed music would have been a nice way to help cheer Integra up. It would have been a welcome distraction, at least. There weren't any other customers either, so it wasn't like she would have disturbed anyone by playing a song. It seemed like Integra could use a bit more cheering up, to be honest, so maybe she would have a chance to play.
Sahar added Solaris's order to his notepad, racking his brain for a moment for what the soup of the day was. His thoughts were interrupted as she continued to talk, though, questioning what race he was. The fact that she had referred to them as 'quirky' unnerved him for reasons he couldn't fully explain, but he didn't attempt to correct her. He didn't think she meant anything bad by it.
"Really? I thought angels had wings." He stated, eyeing her back curiously. Had she hidden them somehow? How interesting! "It is not that odd, there are many creatures that are musically inclined. I am afraid I am not one of them. I am half-djinn. Um, I believe we are more commonly known in the west as 'genies'." Though, maybe it wasn't best to tell her that. From what he had heard, genies were a misinterpretation of his species.
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>>>>> I have: $858.75 // I love: no one // I am: Happy <<<<<
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2016 2:01 am
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xxxx ♫ Solaris Windstorm ♫ xxxx
xxxxThe Fallen Angel Violinistxxxx
”My song can be a hymn accompanying your victory, or an elegy chronicling your demise… ”
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"I do have wings. Black ones to be exact. I just let them appear every time I want to fly. Otherwise, I conceal them by letting them vanish with obsidian smoke," she clarified, and then blinked in wonder when the waiter revealed his race. "Oh, a half-djinn? That's very cool. I just met a few people like you back then at Australia, and you're actually the first djinn that I met here in this place." She was tempted to ask him if he was similar to those who would grant wishes by having their lamps rubbed, but it would be offensive since not all djinns want to become wish makers towards their masters.
"And also... I would like to have the dessert prepared by your friend, if you won't mind," she was now excited to eat whatever the blond had prepared for the day. Besides, it would be a shame to let it go to waste.
₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪ Location: Taste of ItalyStatus: Single Mood: excitedCompany: Sahar and IntegraCash in Hand: $ 962.25 OOC: Finally back after the 9-hour power outage. Pfft. |
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2016 8:33 am
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>>>>> Ϩɑɦɑɾ Dȋη <<<<<
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Being able to hide her wings so easily must be handy, however, he was curious about what they looked like. He had never seen someone with wings before. It was probably nice, being able to fly whenever she wanted, Sahar was a bit jealous. "There are Djinn in Australia? How interesting, I will have to go there next! I have never met one of my own kind before." He couldn't help but wonder what they were like and if there were any half-breeds among them. He knew his powers were probably weak compared to most of his kind, so it would be nice to see what he might be capable of if he practiced using his powers more.
Actually, maybe Solaris would be able to answer some questions for him! As soon as that thought came into his head she turned her attention back to her order. "Oh, alright then! I will be right back with your order." He nodded, jotting down her dessert before heading back to the kitchen to relay the order to the chefs. While he waited for the food, Sahar popped by Integra's station again. She looked so lonely...
"That is pretty good." He hummed, taking note of her little apple carving. If he remembered correctly that was Tsukiko, his waitress from before. Actually, come to think of it, he hadn't seen her at all yet. No wonder Integra was so lonely. "Can you help me for a moment? I have a dessert order, but I am not very good with sweets. Do you have any recommendations?"
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>>>>> I have: $858.75 // I love: no one // I am: Happy <<<<<
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2016 8:49 am
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Posted: Sat Apr 09, 2016 5:40 pm
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Integra Lionheart
.x Mood: Cheering up x. .x Location: Taste of Italy x. .x Company: Sahar, Solaris x. .x Cash: $950 x.
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Sahar was back again, and her face lit up as she looked up at him. He noticed her apple carving, and she blushed brightly, placing it on the counter. Her ears perked up when he asked her about dessert. Of course she knew about dessert! With excitement, she struggled to her feet. It was hard for a horse, and one with as poor horses as her, it was even worse. The shoes scraped as she struggled up, and her cheeks were red with strain when she was straight up. “I have.. The perfect thing!” She reached to the fridge and opened it up.
Out of the fridge, Integra pulled Torrone Semifreddo, which she had prepared in advance. Torrone is an Italian nougat made with honey, egg whites, sugar and nuts. It was soft and chewy. The recipe calls for folding crunchy nougat into whipped cream and honey, then freezing the mixture. What emerges is an utterly delicious, wonderfully simple ice cream-like dessert. Placing a petal of the desert gently on the counted, she drizzled hot fudge in a delicate, decorative pattern and held it up for his inspection.
“S-sure to please anyone!” She stuttered nervously, not as sure of herself as she was pretending to be. It was a rarely made dessert, and Integra only managed with all the extra time she’d had. If anything, it was a rare opportunity to get to taste it.
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Always the innocent are the first victims, so it has been for ages past, so it is now.
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2016 12:36 pm
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Posted: Sun Apr 10, 2016 5:30 pm
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xxxx ♫ Solaris Windstorm ♫ xxxx
xxxxThe Fallen Angel Violinistxxxx
”My song can be a hymn accompanying your victory, or an elegy chronicling your demise… ”
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By the time the plates of food were set onto her table, she couldn't help but to grin. "Those are just so lovely," she commented, noticing the way the soup bowl was arranged perfectly on the center of the plate below it. Plus, the salad didn't look like it was overly-drenched in vinaigrette, the lettuce and the other vegetables still crisp. Seriously, she needed to train herself on the salad next time.
For now, she would just enjoy the meal being prepared for her. She picked up a spoonful of the gnocchi and then put it into her mouth. She hummed, glad it was just the right amount of saltiness, because she hated it when the food presented to her was too salty for her liking. She had limited tolerance for salty food in general. "I'm not a fan of salty food, but this is delectable, and I'm honestly surprised." Her green eyes then scanned at the clock with the calendar month and date clearly announced. "Today's the day before New Year's Eve. Time does fly so fast."
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2016 12:59 pm
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Posted: Mon Apr 11, 2016 3:27 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2016 6:11 am
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>>>>> Ϩɑɦɑɾ Dȋη <<<<<
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Even before she began eating Solaris seemed to enjoy the meal, which was great to see. He had heard somewhere that presentation was an important part of meals and their restaurant was wonderful at presenting their food. Sahar stayed by her table as she tried the soup, not sure if he should leave yet since he hadn't been dismissed. Not that he could complain, it was nice being able to see if his customer enjoyed the food.
When the day was brought up he glanced at the calendar as well. Was it really that time already? "Ah, so it is! I wonder if the town does anything special for new year's eve..." Even if they didn't, he was sure he could find some way to spend the day celebrating. Now that it was brought to his attention he couldn't help but feel giddy, he couldn't wait for tomorrow to come!
"Well, I will leave you to enjoy your meal. I will be back in a bit with your check." After taking a moment to calm himself, he turned back to Solaris with a smile then took his leave, but not before cringing slightly at the sound of a screech coming from the kitchen. He didn't want to assume anything, but odds were the sound belonged to Integra. Poor girl. At least she would have his and their guest's help in looking for someone to fix her horseshoes.
"How is it going?" He asked as he entered the kitchen, heading over to Integra's station. Not wanting to make her stand, he decided to join her on the floor. For a quiet moment, Sahar stared at her hooves, before a thought came to him. "I know horses have horseshoes, but is there not something else you can wear? Like some sort of coverings?" He questioned. Finding someone to removed the shoes would be hard, but perhaps they could find and alternative in the mean time.
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>>>>> I have: $858.75 // I love: no one // I am: Enjoying work <<<<<
[[Ooc: Took a wild guess, but apparently hoof boots are a thing! ]]
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2016 5:21 pm
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Integra Lionheart
.x Mood: Horrified x. .x Location: Taste of Italy x. .x Company: Sahar, Solaris x. .x Cash: $950 x.
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Integra was uncomfortable. Really uncomfortable when Solaris yelled back to her. What she said was nice, but Integra wanted to disappear from the whole world. Not only had she yelled back to her, but she had yelled about her horseshoes for the whole restaurant to hear. It wasn’t like it was a big secret, anyone who looked at her feet could figure it out, but she was horrified to hear it yelled across the restaurant. Now it felt like everyone was looking at here. Everyone hated her. She was a bother to everyone. Her and her stupid horse shoes. Integra pulled down her chef hat over her horse ears and squeezed her eyes shut, tears forming at the corners of them, hoping she would be somewhere else when she opened them.
“Sahar…” Her voice was quiet as she opened her tear filled eyes and looked at him. She was scared, and alone, and horrified. He sat next to her, and all she wanted to do was hug him and cry into his shoulder. He was the only thing in this place that made her feel safe. All she could do is nod when he talked about coverings. She had no idea what they looked like, or where she could get some, but it was hope, and all she needed was a small amount of it.
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Always the innocent are the first victims, so it has been for ages past, so it is now.
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Posted: Tue Apr 12, 2016 5:29 pm
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xxxx ♫ Solaris Windstorm ♫ xxxx
xxxxThe Fallen Angel Violinistxxxx
”My song can be a hymn accompanying your victory, or an elegy chronicling your demise… ”
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However, instead of seeing the baker smile as she had hoped, the centaur was depressed even more. Guilt suddenly rushed into her whole being, and she put her spoon down, green eyes now casting down onto her lap as she bit her lip. She shouldn't have said that. Her hands now balled into fists.
"I'm... sorry."
She now wanted to run away, not caring about the bill or even the untouched portions of her meal, for the baker and Sahar might be angry at her for blurting out like that. However, her body felt like stone, completely paralyzed, so all she could do was to prepare herself for the scolding. She deserved that, after all.
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2016 5:35 pm
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>>>>> Ϩɑɦɑɾ Dȋη <<<<<
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It seemed that Solaris's words weren't as comforting to Integra as he thought. Not long after sitting down it became apparent that the centaur was once again upset. Her teary-eyed look pulled at his heartstrings and before he could think it through he moved closer to hug her firmly. "There, there. It is okay, she did not mean any harm." Sahar didn't hold her for long, not wanting to overstep any boundaries more than he already had.
"Since you already have everything prepared, do you think you can get the rest of the day off? My shift was only supposed to be for training purposes, so I can accompany you home if you want." He offered with a smile. He did want to stop by to see Tsukasa, having assumed that he was at work as well and wanting to surprise him. However, before he could do that, Sahar had to finish seeing to his customer. "I will be right back." He assured Integra as he stood, giving her should a small pat before heading back to the restaurant with Solaris's check.
Oh dear, it seemed like she was dispirited as well..."Integra's pretty shy and she is having a rough time at the moment, but she seems resiliant so do not be upset." It really wasn't that big ot a deal, it was an honest mistake and it wasn't like the restaurant was that crowded..."Your total is thirty-eight dollars. Um, if you want to finish the rest of your meal later, I believe we do have to-go containters..."
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>>>>> I have: $858.75 // I love: no one // I am: Enjoying work <<<<<
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Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2016 6:58 pm
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