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 Posted: Mon May 30, 2016 1:23 am
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▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Vixen Guardian Spirit
❛Closure is a joke. The only apology you need, is the one you ower yourself for staying as long as you did. The only conversation you need to have and the only person you need to see, is the person in the mirror. Look at yourself and say "You know what? I ******** up. My worth is more than that." That's your closure.
Don't keep dancing with the devil and wonder why you're still in hell.❜
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Mood: Down in the gutters | Company: None | Wearing: Madame Red | Crushing on: No One | Cash: $976
She felt the man's eyes upon her and she returned her gaze towards him, golden irises locking onto his. She furrowed her eyebrows, wondering just where exactly she saw that face of his. She dug deep into her memories but throughout the millenium she's lived, it's hard to pin point just where and which period of time they crossed paths. She squinted, trying to get a clearer vision of him. The alcohol she took earlier had started to disturb her field of vision and the rest of her senses.
"The name's Patrick." Patrick? Vixen gree even more confused and she was sure that the man was confused about her identity himself. It was when he had mentioned Koizora that the fox took a few steps back in surprise. Is he Patrick Peterson? The exact same boy she met back in the flower field? She hasn't changed much appearance wise since she altered her appearance slightly younger to fit in among the students whereas for him, he had matured greatly. A small smile appeared on her face and disappeared as quickly. She didn't know why but she could feel the sudden urge to bawl right on the spot. Vixen took a deep breath and extended her hand towards him, pretending as if nothing was wrong. The woman was smiling but her eyes contradicted her smile. Her eyes weren't smiling. "Of course. How can I not realize. You're that boy I met at the Sunflower field, aren't you? How many years has it been? You've changed so much." she asked, finding it quite a surprise he had such a drastic change in appearance. "I didn't think I'd meet you here. Soleil, of all places."
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2016 1:59 pm
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2016 4:32 pm
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2016 5:51 pm
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2016 9:15 pm
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▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Vixen Guardian Spirit
❛Closure is a joke. The only apology you need, is the one you ower yourself for staying as long as you did. The only conversation you need to have and the only person you need to see, is the person in the mirror. Look at yourself and say "You know what? I ******** up. My worth is more than that." That's your closure.
Don't keep dancing with the devil and wonder why you're still in hell.❜
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Mood: Down in the gutters | Company: None | Wearing: Madame Red | Crushing on: No One | Cash: $976
She eyed the man, then averted her gaze. The fox couldn't help but chuckle upon hearing the woman's comment. Beautiful, huh? Vixen still couldn't recall much of Koizora except for the strange incident where students switched bodies though when he mentioned his name, a portion of her memory did start to surface. "Well, I do recall sticking around you a couple of times after you told me not to ignore you if I see you in the future. I don't remember much from Koizora. I'm already an old woman, y'know." she stated and laughed dryly. She didn't think people from Koizora would come to this place. The two cities are quite far from each other and she'd prefer to move somewhere further from large civilizations. Soleil's her temporary pick. Vixen averted her gaze towards the woman who introduced herself as Nomelle, and who seemed to have spoke her thoughts aloud. Something was off about her and Vixen was sure that she isn't human. "What.. are you?" she asked, her ears and tail perked in alert. She had started to believe that her assumptions were true. If she doesn't mistake that scent of hers, she must be a.. wolf, perhaps? It's definitely the scent of a canine. Vixen was starting to get lost in her thoughts until Nomelle questioned her fear, which gave her something to think about. Already feeling down to the gutters, her question caused the fox to feel even worse about herself. There wasn't much change in her expression but her darkened irises is almost impossible to miss. "What I'm afraid of, huh?" she murmured.
"That I run out of desserts. I can't live without my daily dose of sugar." the fox blurted, forcing a smile and brushing the topic off. That was what she had intended to do but for some apparent reason, she had decided to give her question a serious answer eventhough Nomelle had probably asked for no apparent reason at all. "I don't know how to put it in words. I'm afraid of losing what to believe in. I'm afraid of being alone, being abandoned, being betrayed. I'm afraid of being disconnected from this world, from being.. lost. I'm afraid of the challenges and obstacles in life. I don't know. You can say that I'm afraid of life itself." she paced towards the staircase, in the direction where Nomelle headed off to. Once again, the click of her heels echoed throughout the room once more. "It sounds ironic, doesn't it? Coming from someone who's lived over a millenium. Why did you ask?" she shrugged, holding back herself from frowning even further. Upon the woman's question, she walked in her direction without feeling the need to answer. Her actions were already clear enough.
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2016 9:34 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2016 5:34 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 02, 2016 10:27 pm
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Posted: Fri Jun 03, 2016 5:57 am
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▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Vixen Guardian Spirit
❛Closure is a joke. The only apology you need, is the one you ower yourself for staying as long as you did. The only conversation you need to have and the only person you need to see, is the person in the mirror. Look at yourself and say "You know what? I ******** up. My worth is more than that." That's your closure.
Don't keep dancing with the devil and wonder why you're still in hell.❜
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Mood: Down in the gutters | Company: None | Wearing: Madame Red | Crushing on: No One | Cash: $976
Vixen perked upwards at the smell that was all too familiar. Muffins. She was correct. The woman pulled out two of them and handed one to the fox, in which she happily accepted. Her mood lifted greatly at the sight of desserts, perhaps she shouldn't have wasted her money on alcohol. If she had known how easy it was to cheer up, she would'vr stayed home and feast on her parfaits instead. "Thank you!" but nonetheless, Vixen was grateful towards the woman. She noticed how Nomelle ignored her question earlier regarding her race, which only confirmed the fox's suspicions but nevertheless, she decided to let it slip this time around. Regarding Nomelle's response, the fox wasn't sure how to answer. "I'd prefer if small details were found out through casual conversarions, where it just casually slips in between. What you said is true but.. not too much, I guess. When it slowly becomes something like an interview, it get's a little irritating." she turned her head away, holding the muffin in her hand. She didn't feel like eating it now, not yet, at least. Instead of following them both closely, she decided to take a small stroll of her own and admire the rest of the historical sculptures yet remaining in a distance that still allows them to talk properly. Her footsteps came to a stop in front of the picture of the Nanoa fruit and instead of moving on, she decided to stay and read the contents. She's heard a lot about the myth, about the Jungle, the riddles and what not. A fruit that lets people have a glimpse of the future, letting them know if they're truly meant for each other. The fox smiled wryly, finding it a little pathetic.
"Do you guys.. believe in this orchard? Do you think this is real?" she asked, obviously doubting the contents. The fox wouldn't sound so spiteful under normal circumstances but it was different today. Her mind was clouded with negative thoughts, haunted by past events. She bit her lip, trying her best to snap herself out of it. The last thing she'd like to do is ruin their mood, too.
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Posted: Sun Jun 05, 2016 2:29 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 07, 2016 1:02 pm
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Posted: Sun Sep 25, 2016 11:14 am
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Posted: Mon Sep 26, 2016 2:21 pm
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Roy Valentine________________________________________ Health:Excellent Mood:Relaxed Thoughts:"Ahh" Company:Patrick Status:Dating PatrickAccount:$730.00 Profile_______________________________________ Roy shrugged his shoulders a bit when Patrick asked why he never went to the museum "Never really had a reason too, usually I was either working or sleeping" he explained before entering the museum and looking around the entrance "Oh? How come?" he asked, curious why of all the painting he didn't see that one. |
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2016 4:28 am
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Posted: Tue Sep 27, 2016 5:42 am
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Roy Valentine________________________________________ Health:Excellent Mood:Relaxed Thoughts:"..." Company:Patrick Status:Dating PatrickAccount:$730.00 Profile_______________________________________ Roy shook his head "Nope, not a bit of interest. I was more preoccupied worrying about being stabbed in the back by a fellow Officer....I was transferred here from a really bad department..." he clarified as casually as if he were talking about the weather. Roy then smiled a small bit before grabbing Patrick's hand "I'd...love nothing more than to...spend all my time with you..." Roy said with a content smile on his face as they began their tour of the museum. |
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