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 Posted: Wed Dec 22, 2021 1:45 am
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2022 4:02 pm
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☽ ＳｅｒｉｌｄａxxＮｏｉｒ ☾↪ The Rebellious Artist ↩═════════════════════════════════════════════════════It was New Year's Eve and it was time to party! The city was holding a formal winter ball at Saison Amour and Seri was most definitely going. If there was free food and booze, you bet your a** her birdy a** was showing up. Besides, she felt like mingling, maybe even new friends. Who knew what the new year was going to bring in? The siren took her time getting dressed and dolled up for the formal event, making sure that her hair and outfit were all in order. Seri wanted to at least look nice before getting completely s**t faced. As soon as she was ready, the woman hailed a cab and made her way to her final destination.
Upon arrival, the place was already bustling with other nice-dressed city folks. No familiar faces just yet... Oh well. She figured she could drink, eat... and maybe scope out to see and anyone's pockets needed a little lightening. Entering the building further, there was a little spot where they were serving fine wine, liquor, and honestly any alcohol that could be provided. For now, Seri just started off with a simple red wine to sip on for the time being. "Man... this place is fancy from top to bottom. They even have a little band playing." Amber eyes shifted between the crowd of people and towards the live band before she decided to go on a mini-swiping spree. With a century plus years of experience, pick pocketing was quite easy, plus she didn't really take too much to get noticed. ═════════════════════════════════════════════════════◎ MOOD: Mellowxxx◎ COMPANY: No onexxx◎ OUTFIT: Formal Dressxxx◎ OOC: xxx
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Posted: Wed Jan 12, 2022 9:53 pm
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 tab Location : Saisons de Amour | Company : Dai-chan~ | Mood : nervous but excited | Residence : 1316 Ombre Housing District | Profile : Hello~
Occupation : Manager at Bookworm's | Status : Married to Daisuke Akiyama | OOC : --
Whenever the duo manage to get out to do something fun, you can bet that one man in particular is the cause of them venturing out. That would be Heisuke, the super social butterfly of the two. And poor Daisuke, eager to please, gets dragged into such things. Though Heisuke hopes that he doesn't mind it too much. It is a way for them to have fun and spend time together in a new environment. Though he does like cuddles on the couch too. "If you get too sore, please let me know, I don't want you to overdo it." He tries to lessen his own personal guilt for dragging the man out, while his hands are busy trying to adjust his tie. It isn't everyday that he wears a suit. He finds himself unused to the feeling of the formfitting suit.
When he is done being finicky over his outfit, the man starts to fix his husband's tie. Not because Dai-chan is incapable, but because it helps him feel better to be close. "The same applies if you get overwhelmed. I think it has been awhile since we have gone anywhere with a lot of people." He doesn't want either of them to become overwhelmed by a sheer number of people he can't normally handle himself. Today he feels in control of his power, but it only takes one moment of him lacking control for him to slip up and make things very awkward for anyone nearby. For once, he wants to enjoy something with his beloved without making it awkward.
"You can be my bodyguard today too if it makes you more comfortable. I will do my best to control my glamor. I want to enjoy a date night with you." One that doesn't involve random people confusing him for people they are in love with or their ideal type. He doesn't want another relationship to go sour because of something he is terrible at controlling. Especially not this one. There was always disconnect with his first love, different levels of understanding and large differences in opinion. His loved Mitsuru's mother dearly, but sometimes he also felt like they didn't understand one another. He's never felt that with Daisuke, even despite their differences. They don't clash, but instead balance one another. "I will fight people off too! Because my Dai-chan looks way too handsome tonight!"
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Posted: Thu Jan 13, 2022 11:16 pm
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Location : Saisons de Amour | Company : Ambrose | Mood : Overwhelmed | Residence : 1220 Pasadena | Profile : Here
Occupation : Architect | Status : Single | OOC : --
"Remind me why we are here again?" It should feel weird, taking orders from a child to attend some event in the city they just moved to. Luckily it isn't too far from where they used to live, so his commute to and from work will be a piece of cake. He just has to get the little one, his dear nephew who bullied him to come here, settled and prepared for school. "Miss Collins said you're a loner." he stops walking towards the entrance of the building, instead pulling Ambrose to the side to crouch down in front of him. "And what else does Miss Collins tell you?" because he IS a child, the little one gets distracted and crashes his toy plane into Vincent's face. "She said you wouldn't know a good thing if it smacked you in your face." As he stands up and continues his journey to the event, he sighs. "My boss is no longer babysitting you while I am at work."
While he would rather be at home sketching out his current project for said work, he will admit that his boss, and Ambrose, are not wrong. He has been burying himself so much into his work and taking care of Ambrose, that his own personal life has definitely taken a dive. Like Miss Collins for example. Apparently she had attempted to flirt with him and he somehow managed to insult her to the point where she uses Ambrose to make him suffer. Because he has a hard time saying no when Ambrose asks to do something with so much excitement. And since he is making them move, it is the least that he can do. It is one ball, how bad can it possibly be?
Bad enough for him to chase after Ambrose apparently. because the kid had started playing with his toy and wasn't paying attention to where Vincent fell behind. "Do not walk backwards Ambrose!" But his warning is too late, as the small child backs into a woman passing by. "I am very sorry. He is off in his own little world." he manages to get the child to stand in front of him, even though Ambrose clearly wants to hide. He gives his nephew a nudge, urging him to apologize to the person he just ran into. because they are already off to a great start in the new city! "Sorry..." The timid child mutters, his adventure interrupted and his confidence in his flight skills now gone.
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2022 12:19 am
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Ｍood → Excited | Ｌocation → Saisons de Amour | Ｃompany → Alistair
Ｐrofile → Here | Ｔheme → Don't Start Now | Ｈome → 1216 Pasadena Housing District
tab tab tab Arriving to the hotel, clutching onto her coat as she briskly enters the building to find her way to the winter ball. Once inside and warmed up, she slipped off her coat revealing a gorgeous ivory lehenga with hand-painted flora, embellished with pearls and crystals and paired with an off-shoulder blouse, the best part of all; it was her handiwork. This was one of the projects she has been working on for some time and after several failed tests pieces, she can add this is her collection. Now she is aware her attire doesn't really fit the Winter Ball aesthetic but- if you think about it after winter comes spring. So- yeah never mind. She just wanted to show off her work. An extra feature is that with her off-shoulder blouse, it's low enough on her back that she can also show off her newest tattoo piece that is in its final stage of healing.
tab tab Aside from wanting to spread her name and her skills, she was there to accompany a friend of hers, Alistair. They agreed some time ago for the two of them to hang out. So she was quite looking forward to it, she briefly wandered around till she find the designated ballroom and no longer that she has spotted Alistair, she shoots a quick wave and proceeds to walk towards him. "Hello, Alistair. You look quite dashing tonight, you look good in a suit." Offering him a small twirl to show him the tattoo that is his work After she didn't hesitate to link their arms as her way to grab his attention before unlinking them, in case it wasn't his thing. So what would you like to do, or maybe just mindless chattering?" From what she can tell by looking around, it doesn't seem like it'll be like those boring cocktail parties most rich people throw, though since it is a ball; she wonders if there'll be dancing. She hopes there'll be some dancing, and maybe she'll find someone to dance with.
Ｏut Ｏf Ｃoffee → Her outfit
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2022 5:41 am
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Andromeda Hale
Somehow over the holidays, Andromeda's sister Calista had managed to find out what her measurements were, likely be looking at some of her other clothes, and had a dress made for her, very specifically for her. When it was presented to her the morning of the Winter Ball, Andromeda had looked at it in awe, then question as she didn't realize that her sister one hundred percent expected her to wear it that evening to the Ball. Calista was always coming up with some sort of scheme to get Andromeda out of the house. And of course, Andromeda could not refuse her sister, especially after having a gift like that made. Letting her hair down and styling it in long, soft curls, she put on the dress and looked at herself in the mirror, amazed that it was even her looking back. It didn't take her long to slip on some flats and go to show off to her sister. After a little time was spent making sure she was going to be comfortable in the dress, Calista pushed Andromeda to the door, it was time to face the public. Something Andromeda knew she still wasn't entirely great at. The trip to the location was short, and upon her arrival, she felt her heart thud loudly in her chest in the simple social anxiety that would come from all of this. Taking a deep breath, she started to walk up but paused, not knowing what she would do once inside. Staring absently at the building, she gave a soft 'oh!' as she felt a small body bump into the backs of her legs. Turning to see who had bumped into her, a soft smile spread on her lips as she made eye contact with the small boy, then the man who was now giving her an explanation to what had happened. "Do not fret. I must admit. I was off in my own little world as well." The expression sounded a little odd and clunky coming from her, as she was not entirely used to the expression. She had heard it used in conversation before, but she had been told her manner of speaking was very old fashioned. Seeing how nervous the small boy was, Andromeda smile remained in place, her facial expression calm and kind as she leaned over some to know loom over the small boy. "Are you nervous to be attending this social gathering? I know I am. Could I bother you for an escort? I believe if I have someone beside me, I would be more at ease." There was a sweet lilt to her voice, but she turned her eyes up to the man who was with the boy and gave him a nervous smile. Obviously she needed to know if he was okay with all this as well. She would let them be on their way if they'd rather not hang out with a stranger. "But of course the decision is yours to make." She voiced the words out loud that she had been thinking, figuring they would be better spoken than not. She was imposing on these two quite a bit, but maybe as luck would have it for her, she could make a friend or two from these folks who happened into her by accident.
Mood: Nervous Location: Saisons de Amour Thoughts: How does my sister keep convincing me to do this..? Company: Herself. Money: 100$ OOC:
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Posted: Fri Jan 14, 2022 8:37 am
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"It's been a while since I had someone wrapped in my arms under the thick blankets when the presence of winter kisses my skin. Most of it was just one-night stands. When will I ever find such intimacy as warm as the blood that flows through my veins? Though, I still can't deny these urges. Intimate or not, it's one of the things that reminds me that I'm still alive."
Standing under a street light, Rapha is standing alone, gazing at the busy streets of Soleil. However, parts of the city may be as quiet as Christmas eve. Yet to where he is right now, the environment is quite busy. People in a rush, perhaps? It's hours away until the New Year anyway.
*BEEP! BEEP!* Goes the horns of vehicles sprinkled with snow. And the traffic before him seems to thicken like people falling in line in a grocery store. The noise is very irritating, yet this is what he wants. The busy ambiance makes him forget that he is spending another night alone. No family. No friends... No lover.
He sighed sharply before scenting the aroma of coffee. "That strong fragrance of roasted coffee beans is just heavenly." He uttered to himself before he decided to walk along the street. He bought a pair of coffees to go. Why two cups of coffee tho? It was meant for couples, but he bought them anyway since the price was way lower than purchasing one cup of the given size.
He continued his stroll, not caring where his feet would lead him. He even finished his second cup of coffee, yet he saw two women looking at some flyers. It was none of his business, but their excitement about something makes it hard for him to ignore. His gaze stood curious as he walked past them. Until his eyes caught the attention of some posters and some flyers on the ground. Was it called littering? It seems someone just threw these off the streets like pieces of cash until someone picks them up.
Winter Ball, it says. "Now when was the last time I visited such a fancy place?" he read the rest of the details and looked at the women he walked past just a moment ago. He saw how sexy they are and it made him smirk, a fanged-smirk that is. "Well, well, well.. This will be interesting." He whispered to himself before heading on to Saisons de Amour
-- 15 minutes later --
He arrives at Saisons de Amour, still in awe of how gorgeous the place is. "Wow. Now, this is what I'm talking about." He grinned as his eyes flashed from the lights and decorations for the Winter Ball.
[ENTER]
... "I hope I don't get drunk tonight."
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PROFILE
OUTFIT:
Winter - Casual
WHERE:
Saisons de Amour
WITH:
None yet.
THOUGHTS:
"I'm going to have fun socializing. LOL"
RELATIONSHIP STATUS:
Single
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Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2022 10:09 am
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tab Location : Saisons de Amour | Company : Kairo | Mood : Nervous | Residence : 1319 Ombre Housing District | Profile : Hello~
Occupation : Tattoo Artist @ The Cut N' Stab | Status : Single | OOC : --
It is too late to be nervous now as she approaches, giving the man no choice but to swallow down his nervousness and wave in return. "Me? Your dress is fantastic! I just threw something together, but you have one hell of a dress!" He studies the material, giving a joking whistle as he sees her showing off the tattoo. "You made this dress, didn't you?" It fits her sense of sophistication and is too well designed to fit her tattoos that she has, for it to have been a dress she just dropped money on. She also did mention that she designs dresses for a living.
He offers his arm again to show he doesn't mind it, his other arm kind of occupied by the demon latching onto him. "Mingling is always a good idea. You might meet your future wife and me, my future husband here. That would be quite the event." He hears a snort next to him, trying to ignore the entity as he feels him tighten his hold on his arm. "I am not sure I see you being entirely ready to settle down. If you were, you would have by now, centuries earlier.” He tries to ignore the fact that Kairo has a point and hums while looking at the dance floor. "We could always dance. See how flowy that dress of yours is."
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Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2022 10:52 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 16, 2022 12:44 pm
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tab tab ooc: xoxo
tab tab shape: Human
tab tab outfit: [ click! ] (soft grunge or something - I dunno fashion)
tab tab posting colour: #CDAA7D
tab tab cat sound reference: [ x ]
tab tab day: 31st of December
All this holiday race had his stomach groaning for a proper meal. Going through people’s fridges didn’t always provide the full extent of one’s needed fish platter. Tuna, Salmon, Cod… maybe some shrimp or crab if he was lucky. Gotta cover that needed protein. That was exactly why Jean had illegally provided himself a new set of clothes and gone to this place with a weird french name he couldn’t pronounce. Funny, since his name was technically french.
Inside he found all the fortune in the world, and the perfect bite of food as well. Sneaking along, he kept himself out of view as much as possible, observing the morsel in question before pouncing…. Metaphorically. Sneaking up on Seri, Jean stopped with the shadow play as he neared her, as to not spook her too much, and approached only to put his arms around her waist from behind, leaning in towards her ear. “Having fun?” he purred, quickly switching sides to try and stay out of view as long as possible but the game could only last so long. “What do you say we create a little havoc and raid the buffet?” Jean asked, still high on good mood.
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2022 11:00 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2022 4:47 pm
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Andromeda Hale
Andromeda tilted her head almost imperceptibly, she had seen the slight change in the man's demeanor and posture. Had he expected her to react differently to their encounter? Was that a normal way to react? Had she done something wrong? But he seemed more at ease now. Feeling her mind start to spiral out of control with thought, she knew it had been a mistake to come here. Why she had allowed her sister to convince her to come here. Mentally cursing her sister, she followed it up by chastising herself. She should have had the foresight to at least brush up on her socialization skills. She was pulled from her mental scolding though as she heard the man's voice reach her ears. Turning her deep blue eyes to him she gave him a small, shy smile. He thought the child had been rude for bumping into her? Maybe it was how humans normally behaved. Watching the two of them interact, it was a fascinating thing to watch. The man seemed quite young, but very responsible. Teaching the small child about what was to be expected in manners so early.
"I must thank you then for accepting my strange request." Though the man had agreed, the small boy seemed like he wanted anything but that. It made her feel bad for asking, but small humans were odd. But as she heard his small voice introducing himself. she felt the corners of her lips pulling up further and further in a joyful smile. "It is a pleasure to meet you Ambrose. That is a very wonderful plane. Your uncle is a very talented man." Looking up at the man who now introduced himself as Vincent, Andromeda offered her own wave, mimicking his movements exactly with his hand. It seemed like he was more comfortable waving instead of shaking hands. Humans had so many ways of introducing themselves. "I am Andromeda. My sister and I have lived here for only a short while now, but I'd be happy to share with you what I know." Brushing her hands absentmindedly on her dress, feeling a little self-conscious about wearing it now, she turned and offered her arm to Ambrose, "If you'd like, good sir. If you are not comfortable, you only need say so." Giving him a kind smile, she was fully prepared to pull her arm away to make the boy more comfortable. With whatever option he chose, she started them into the building, the sound of voices and music hitting her ears fairly early, making her palms sweat and her heart rate increase. "Well...Here goes nothing. At least I have these two lovely people to walk me in." Keeping her smile on her lips, her eyes showed her underlying nerves.
Mood: Nervous Location: Saisons de Amour Thoughts: How does my sister keep convincing me to do this..? Company: Ambrose and Vincent. Money: 100$ OOC:
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Posted: Mon Jan 17, 2022 5:24 pm
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 ☇ [̲̲̅̅F][̲̅r][̲̅e][̲̅y][̲̅̅a] ✬ [̲̅A][̲̅s][̲̅t][̲̅o][̲̅t][̲̲̅̅l][̲̅e̲] ✬ x
You can't quit until you try
You can't live until you die
You can't learn to tell the truth
Until you learn to lie.
█████████ • ✬ ✭ ✮ ░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░░
↛ The Christmas holiday had passed with pleasant memories for once for Freya. Though she felt badly that she was enjoying herself while there were still many things needed to be settled out at her original home and even within the tribe she was adopted by in China. But being with John was probably one of the most natural things she had ever felt. Speaking so freely in her native tongue, the laughs that came easily. He seemed to not mind her fur or animal features. It was hard to find someone so free of judgement while looking upon her. Being around John made Freya's heart ache in a way she wasn't overly familiar with. She cared for the man; she just wasn't sure how deeply that care ran in her veins. There was a good chance that she was going to develop feelings for him.
The thought made her eyes shoot open as she sat crossed legged, her arms relaxed with her wrists laying over her knees and fingers draped in front of her legs. She had been trying to meditate to collect her thoughts, to try and ease the pent up energy in a more calming manner, but it seemed impossible with thoughts of the man she had spent the evening with out of her head. Though their interactions were none sexual, she couldn't help but feel the tension in her own skin from it. Standing slowly, she exhaled a long breath and moved to the other side of the room, the space was almost completely cleared of all furniture and had minimal amount of decoration. There were weapons leaning against the walls and hanging, but she went immediately to her favorite. The pole staff she had been given as soon as she was healthy enough to start training in China. Putting in some ear buds, she put on some upbeat, but well paced orchestra music and began to slowly warm up her muscles doing movements with the pole staff. Working her way slowly into more advanced movements. Working up a sweat, she stopped when the music paused to let her know a text had come in on her phone. Leaning against her pole staff, she checked her phone and nearly choked. It was John! Reading the message quickly, she checked the time and gave a squeak of surprise, realizing how late it was.
SMS To: John Sounds great! I'll be ready for you to pick me up by 6! whee
Quickly hitting send, Freya leaned her pole staff up in the corner and took off at a quick pace through her house, throwing some towels into the bathroom as she hurriedly picked out what she'd wear. He called it a Winter Ball. She'd heard people talking about it but didn't think much of it really. Throwing a dress onto her bed, she took a moment to look at it, thinking of home as that is where it had come from. Shaking her head, she showered and brushed out her long hair, leaving it down to brush around her legs freely. Slipping into the dress she looked at herself in one of the few mirrors she had in her home and her ears pulled back as she looked at her tail, ears and even the sharp canines that poked out from under her lip if she smiled wide enough. Groaning, she slipped on some flats and cringed, hating the shoes, but knowing she'd need to wear them. Putting the strap to a small bag over her shoulder, she checked the time. Perfect timing. Going outside, she saw John was already there as she locked her front door and went to his car, opening her door and sliding in.
"dobryi vecher, moya dorogaya."(Good evening my dear.) The Russian rolled off her tongue so naturally as she looked at him with a wide smile, overjoyed in his presence already.
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You can't breathe until you choke
You gotta laugh when you're the joke
There's nothing like a funeral to make you feel alive.
[❖: Mood][Excited][☀:Location][Home - Saisons de Amour] [☂:I'm with][Herself - John] [✖:O.O.C.][..][✭Money:][500] |
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