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 Posted: Tue Dec 26, 2017 11:06 pm
wearing ☆ eyeglasses, black and red hoodie, black jeans, black and red sneakers
mood ☆ normal
carrying ☆ phone, wallet
company ☆ none
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[ enter ] "하루만... [ Just one day... ]" Henry hummed under his breath, a surprisingly sad song that Aria repeatedly played yesterday. Well, he'll never admit that he actually liked it a bit. He browsed the shelves, looking at the peculiarly packaged food. They had settled in quite well these past few weeks here in Soleil. Now the two knew their way through the city, Henry lets Aria go off on her own now provided that she has her phone on her at all times. He picked up one of the chocolate milk and looked at the label, humming some more.
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Posted: Mon Jan 08, 2018 9:15 am
xxxx → ғяιםαч, мαч ④тн ←
םαч ⑤ σғ ⑦ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ②0⑧ ◦
( ⑥ мσитнs, ②⑦ םαчs )
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2018 9:07 am
 ▂▃▅▆█ ＧＧ ＮＯＯＢ █▆▅▃▂ (●ゝω)ノＧＥＴ ＲＥＫＴヽ(∀＜●)
ｏｏｃ: sorry it took so long. ≻ ｗｅａｒｉｎｇ: Sports bra Shoes Joggers Mask ≻ ✌ Exiting the vehicle, Lala looked up at the store with a small smile. She hasn't been this happy to get actual food in the house in a while. She feared going out and about back home, even when she hid her face and hair from the people outside, somehow they still knew it was her, it was weird. Yeah she shifted figures, but she can't hold a shift for most of the day. She'd pass out if she did. With a small breath in,
Lala looked over at Jack with a smile, Ready? she asked as they walked into the store. She didn't know exactly what she had at her house,
but she didn't want to grab everything. It's annoying to grab a lot of plastic bags. Oh damnit! I forgot my bags! Lala thought as she sighed. Well she's looking for food, she might as well look for carry out bags. She hated having plastic bags in her house. If she had an animal to take care of it would be fine.
✌ So you want Bibimbap. What type? All meats, meats and vegies, or a mixed bowl? Lala questioned as she grabbed a basket and began walking around. She looked through some spices she'd need, in the end grabbing the two she was staring at, and walked to the meats. I should make kimchi!
That sounds yummy~ Lala thought with a small giggle. She hadn't make kimchi in a while either.
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Posted: Sat Mar 03, 2018 10:56 am
 Jack drove through the streets of Soleil, happy to have Lala by his side. "So, Lala... I know you're just as new in town as I am - but would you happen to know anyone who's hirin'?" he asked kindly "I'm lookin' for a good, honest job... I never graduated high school, but I know how to read, write and everything. You could say I'm an autodidact and a fast learner." He glanced over at her and blushed slightly, hoping she wouldn't judge him for being a dropout... It hadn't really been his choice either, he had dropped out because of his lycanthropy. He took a deep breath "...I've also got a bit of a criminal record - but I wanna put that behind me. I'm tryin' to turn over a new leaf, get a fresh start in Soleil. You know what I mean?"
"Yeah, I'm ready shug!" said Jack... As they walked into the grocery store, he gently took a hold of her hand, hoping that she wouldn't mind. "Yeah, bibimbap would be nice, as long as you don't mind. A mixed bowl sounds good, with plenty of meat, but don't go light on the veggies either! ...And a nice, hot gochujang. I like it spicy!" He grinned at her as she spoke, wondering if she shared his same taste in food. He followed her through the store, watching as she picked out different ingredients, making a mental note of what she selected. "You mind if I help you cook?" he asked kindly "I never made Korean food before, but I'd love to learn."
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2018 7:35 pm
▂▃▅▆█ ＧＧ ＮＯＯＢ █▆▅▃▂ (●ゝω)ノＧＥＴ ＲＥＫＴヽ(∀＜●)
ｏｏｃ: ≻ ｗｅａｒｉｎｇ: Sports bra Shoes Joggers Mask ≻ ✌ Lala listened carefully to Jacks words. So he's looking for employment, hes a drop out, and hes a criminal? Well he hardly looked like one. Yeah he has the urban cowboy look and vibe, but he hardly looked like a bandit. She thought carefully. So far Jack has been sweet to her, and she was sure that he would have a better head on his shoulders if he's here on this island. She seemed to be able to trust him to the point. She wasn't worried. As long as she doesn't ask what he did, she'd be fine. It's not like he killed someone.Lala joked with herself, a small smile on her lips as she just shook her head. I don't really know what would be hiring around here. I don't really look for that stuff. She admitted. She made enough money for her to live peacefully. Why would she need the stress of another job?
✌Well I assume you've went around and looked into places, but have you considered what you want to do? Yeah you may want to 'lay low' and get some honest work, but you can do that without having to work. What do you aspire to do? Lala asked as she kept her gaze low, picking around at the meat as they walked up to it. She held up some pork chops with her free hand and hmm'd. She placed the package back down and thought for a second. That's when she noticed Jacks hand in hers. Lala's face blossomed a bright red as she glanced to her hand. She stayed quiet, turned, placed the basket into Jacks free hand, and murmured a quiet You can hold the basket then smooth guy as she stared down towards the meat again.
✌Soon Lala got over her flubbered expression and cleared her throat, If I'm picking up gochujang then I'll make kimchi. Have you ever had any?
I also don't mind you helping me cook. We can do the kimchi together. I'm not a huge spicy fan, by the way. Lala scratched her cheek as she picked up the package of pork chops she had placed back before. She turned towards Jack, smiled, and placed the meat into the basket. She didn't know what all he liked, so she was going to buy one of each meat packages they had. It'll make for an interesting bowl of bibimbap that's for sure.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2018 11:49 pm
xxxx → ωєםиєsםαч, נυиє ①③тн ←
םαч ③ σғ ⑦ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ②④⑧ ◦
( ⑧ мσитнs, ⑤ םαчs )
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Posted: Mon Aug 20, 2018 12:52 pm
 Rose Holiday
❀xxxAh, a bright new day! Another day in remission and a brand new house. Things were brightening up for Rose and for once she was actually happy. Not just the superficial happy she played to act 'normal', but genuinely happy. How could she not be? Sure she had been given the news three years ago, but each day that she was told she was still in remission was a good day. Eventually the joy would subside and it was back to her usual behavior. Don't mistake her happiness for elation, she wasn't smiling like a crazy person, just glad she wasn't dying at the moment. Plus, she was kind of excited to start her new life in a while new town. She had never lived off the coast before. New York didn't count. While she wasn't ecstatic to show off her scars at the beach, she wouldn't hude them either as it was apart of who she was.
But! Back to her current predicament of stocking her new fridge. Her parents had been generous enough to give her a little extra money for groceries, despite her protests. It was sweet of them and since they were no longer footing the bill for her medical expenses, they had a bit to spare. She was thankful since she hadn't yet heard back from Pandora's about her application. While hopeful, she would worry about it later since she was able to buy food for the house. Grabbing a shopping cart, she walked inside and took a look around the store. A relatively good size but mot gigantic. Simple enough for the small town. First stop, produce! Ever since her diagnosis, Rose has been a healthy eater; conscious about what she picks up. Healthy foods, organic foods, were better for her and helped her limited amount of healthy cells combat her cancer.
As she was strolling down the aisles, picking through the food she would take home, her phone rang. "Hello?" she answered. Yes, she was the type to deck out her phone in crazy, cute phone cases. Plus, since she liked being around children it was a great conversation piece. Parents and kids alike commented on her cases. "Oh, hey mom!" She continued to put items in her cart as she talked with her mother. "Yeah, I'm shopping right now and almost everything is done. Everything is in the house, just gotta move some furniture around I think," she continued. "Mom I don't...- I don't know my neighbors, I'm not just gonna inconvenience someone else." Rose rolled her amber eyes at the insistence of her mom at getting help to finish moving in. Yes, she was physically weaker than someone her age should be, but that didn't mean she couldn't manage. Then again, she hadn't gotten her car here yet either and so she'd probably be walking home with all her stuff. Looking down at her cart as she listened to her mom prattling on, realizing she seriously underestimated her abilities. This was a problem.xxx❀
Ⓞutfit: Pinky Pie ╳ Ⓜoney: $1000 ╳ Ⓒompanion: Alone
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2018 3:11 am
 ❛There is a place in the heart that will never be filled, a space.
And even during the best moments and the greatest times, we will know it. We will know it more than ever.
There is a place in the heart that will never be filled.. and we will wait, and wait in that space.❜
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I'm feeling indifferent. || I'm speaking to a stranger. || I'm wearing slim fit || I have $200 on me and $800 stashed in the bank. || I have feelings for no one.
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”Don’t lie to me. I know you’ve both been causing trouble in school.” the overhead bell jingled when he pushed open the door to the small establishment. Immediately, his nose was attacked by the scent of boxes and the gentle fragrance of detergent, accompanied by the faint smell of cigarette smoke from the streets. The childish voices on the other end of the phone whined, complaining about how it wasn’t their fault to begin with, and how they were merely standing up for themselves. Caius laughed, a deep, raspy chuckle escaped his lips, causing a smile to tear across his usual stoic expression.
”I know, I know. I’m just messin’ with you girls.” with the phone pressed between his shoulder and cheek, while he shoved his car keys into his pocket, he reached for the shopping basket with one hand, while the other grabbed the necessities he came for, though mostly, canned food. It was unhealthy, but it was long lasting, saving him from making trips to the grocery shop all too often and standing out among the crowd like a sore thumb with his huge stature. “We miss you, papa.” they murmured, young voices choked back by small sobs. It’s been roughly six months since they’ve last visited, and Caius didn’t quite have the time himself to return to Rome.
He fell silent, fiddling with the can of beans he held in hand. “Papa?” he jolted. ”Yeah. I miss you, too. Hey, your school break will come in no time. Don’t you girls worry about that.” he paused, taking a deep, shaky breath. ”Papa’s gotta go. I’ll call you girls again tonight, okay? Be good. I love you.”
“We love you, too.”
Hazel brown orbs dimmed once the other end disconnected, bathing him in a sudden wave of loneliness. And somehow, he’d end up feeling as though this world has become a tad too big to live in. The canned beans fell into the basket with a soft ‘thud’ before he walked off to another section of the grocery shop, though in the midst of his careful shimmy through the crowd, he found his gaze fixed upon a lovely bottle of Jack Daniels stashed in the upper section of the shelf. He was tempted to reach for it, or have at least attempted to until a head of bright coloured tresses caught his gaze. A woman with a small stature stood between one of the many aisles, with strawberry blonde tresses that fell loosely around her shoulders and matched her pale porcelain skin, paired with red glasses that framed her large, amber coloured orbs. If it wasn’t for her voice, the older male wouldn’t have noticed her presence.
Normally, he’d simply go about his business, though for this case where he had unintentionally eavesdropped on her phone call, Caius couldn’t quite bring himself to leave her be, especially after witnessing the troubled expression that slowly crept upon her features.
”You alright there, miss?” he asked, keeping a fair distance between the both of them, after experiencing more than once, where most would grow wary of his large stature and rather.. abnormal looking arm. ”You seem troubled.”
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Out.Of.Crocodiles: You forgot to add the quotation marks in your quote! I didn't receive any notifications q v q
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2018 5:53 am
Rose Holiday
❀xxxHer attention was grabbed away from her mother's ramblings. Without even thinking about it, no hesitation, she hung up the phone and slid it back into her pocket. The woman would understand. Amber orbs cut across to the owner of the gruff voice. Grisled. Possibly the result of alcoholism. Or perhaps his natural tone. The voice was so hard to pinpoint. It took only seconds for her eyes to look the man up and down, but in that span she had learned almost everything about him. Widowed. Apparent by the ring around his neck. Unwitting to part with it meaning it belonged to someone very special. Tan line around his ring finger. Though light and hard to see, still apparent. Aged. This confirmed her hypothesis about alcohol use. Only those who excessively drink age beyond their years; though he is obviously older than her anyway. 40's perhaps. Kept. While in mere casual attire, the fact that he keeps his clothes well preserved means he's tidy. There are creases meaning he's not entirely neat. Military. Not many outside military personnel have prosthetic limbs; too expensive. He's most likely a decorated soldier, though given his demeanor that could be questionable. Posture. Carries himself high, like all military men, but the slight hunch in his shoulders suggests insecurity. Overall conclusion, not dangerous.
Turning back to her cart, her mouth hung open a little as she exhaled a light chuckle. "Yeah..." she trailed off. "I didn't think this shopping trip through and have no car to get home." Of course, she was still waiting for the ferry bringing her car; which she was told would be in about a day. Rose turned her attention back to the stranger, taking in the contents of his cart as well. Easily prepared food, though not the microwaveable type; that she could tell. While he was quite a bit taller than her she had to tilt her head back slightly to look him in the eye. Brown. Almost chocolate. A rather common eye color, like her own. His hair seemed to match and everything about him seemed ordinary. Perhaps even the trustworthy type. "I needed to stock the kitchen and didn't take into account that I don't know anyone to help me," she added, though with hesitation. She hated the help of others despite barely being able to lift 40 pounds. Putting the finishing touches on her house was going to take the rest of the day as well. The movers had done their job, now it was her turn to go in and actually unpack or move things to how she wanted.
"You're not busy, care to help?" she assumed. She had no idea if he actually had plans of his own. Even from her initial assessment of the man, she couldn't tell if he was a long time resident or newcomer, like herself. Anyone could look anxious after an upsetting conversation given the phone still clutched in his hand; like he hadn't wanted to say goodbye. "I can make it worth your while with some drinks, or a meal." No one did anything for nothing nowadays. Everything was bartered or paid for. While she had no friends, even back home, her family were the only people she went out of her way for. It was often hard to tell by her physical disposition that she cared, but she did. Maybe with this fresh start she would actually be able to make friends, although it wasn't on the forefront of her thoughts.xxx❀
Ⓞutfit: Pinky Pie ╳ Ⓜoney: $1000 ╳ Ⓒompanion: Stranger OOC: Oh crap! My bad >-<
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2018 9:12 pm
xxxx → ғяιםαч, נυиє ①⑤тн ←
םαч ⑤ σғ ⑦ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ②⑤0 ◦
( ⑧ мσитнs, ⑦ םαчs )
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Posted: Sat Oct 13, 2018 11:23 pm
Eiji Clarke
{Enter}
Eiji skipped into the grocery with a satisfied grin. He looked at the store with slight trepidation. He knew it made him sound a little immature, but he had never gone shopping alone before. Iago or Akito were normally always with him. They tended to be too overprotective to really let him do anything alone. Another bonus to moving out alone and so far away... Eiji thought, No over-protective family to swaddle me. Eiji couldn't help the little chuckle that escaped.
Eiji took a big breath and began to wander down the isles. He looked around for a bit at first then headed back to the front of the store. "Now where do I find one of those fun carts?" Eiji asked aloud.
Mood: Nervous
Money: $100 (wallet), $900 (bank)
OOC: -
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2018 7:29 am
Asahi Ogawa
Mood: Happy
Money: $250 (wallet), $750 (bank)
Carrying: Wallet
Company: none
ooc:
~Enters~
Asahi smiled as he entered the store. He was happy to be in his new home and finally ready to set down some roots. Well not literally. He wasn't ready to start a grove yet but he would be if he found love. Asahi blushed at his train of thinking. 'I guess I'm getting to that age.' Asahi thought to himself. 'I never really imagined I'd ever get there.' He giggled and shook his head.
Asahi looked about the front of the store and snagged a small hand cart. He didn't really need much. Just a few staples he couldn't grow himself, some meat and some toiletries he was low on. Asahi blinked at the young man near him as he spoke aloud. Asahi looked at the wheeled carts right next to him then back at the man. 'Is he blind?' Asahi thought in slight disbelief.
"Excuse me!" Asahi said and waved at the man. "I believe these are what your looking for." Asahi then pointed at the wheeled carts.
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2018 3:18 am
Eiji Clarke
Eiji grinned at Asahi. He couldn't help but laugh aloud at himself. "Thanks!" Eiji exclaimed. "The excitement of moving must have made me blind today." Eiji then sauntered over to the carts and pulled one free. He couldn't help but give Asahi a once over. Damn he's tall and thin as a rail. Eiji thought. I seriously want to fatten him up!
Mood: Pleased
Money: $100 (wallet), $900 (bank)
OOC: looked at your profile. you are going for tall and skinny as a character build right?
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2018 3:26 am
Asahi Ogawa
Mood: Nervous
Money: $250 (wallet), $750 (bank)
Carrying: wallet and shopping cart
Company: Eiji
ooc: Yeppers. That's what I'm going for. Playing off the standard look of a Sakura Tree.
Asahi smiled nervously. "That's okay." Asahi replied. "I just moved here myself. I'm Asahi Ogawa by the way. Which district did you move into?" Asahi shifted his cart from one are to the other.
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Posted: Wed Oct 17, 2018 3:36 am
Eiji Clarke
Eiji grin grew even further. "I'm Eiji Clarke." He exclaimed. "I moved into the Ombre Housing District. What about you?"
Eiji tilted his head as he watched Asahi shift his cart. "You can toss your cart in my trolley if you want." Eiji offered. "That way we can chat easier while we shop."
Mood: Interested
Money: $100 (wallet), $900 (bank)
OOC: that make sense, since you're a male nymph
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