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I'm a twenty eight year old American girl who loves a good cupcake!
Here's a link to my interest check and character bank. Shoot me a PM if anything tickles your fancy!
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Sorry, ex drama. Jules is here... I'm on my way.
~Addy
~Addy
“...damn…,” Clover murmured, visibly deflating. Not Addy too. This ship was an actual living, breathing nightmare. The brochure should read, ‘Come enjoy a week of fun in the sun and visit exotic places! Oh and by the way, there is a 100% chance you will be trapped on the boat with the very ex lovers you were trying to forget about by taking this vacation! Guaranteed to make you wish you had never been born!’.
"I heard you guys missed me so I had to make my appearance!" Addy chirps when she gets to the hot tub and Clover shimmies over so the tattooed girl can take her rightful spot in the middle. Once she’s in and Lila is done hugging her Clover takes her turn, wrapping her arms around the petite rocker and giving her an extra firm squeeze.
"What did that fucker Jules do to you, hun? You just say the word and you know I'll take care of it just like that." Lila exclaims and from the glint in her bambi eyes anyone can tell she means business.
“M’sorry Addy,” Clover murmured, resting her hand on the blue eyed girl’s shoulder and giving it a reassuring squeeze. “I’ve been doing really...,,” the ginger pauses here, making direct eye contact with Addy, ““...really well on my hand to hand combat training for the police academy. Just so you know. In case you need me,” Clover offers, feeling a wee bit over protective of the songstress. “I’ve got your back.” Addy was a clever girl though, she didn’t need either one of them to come to her defense, she was a spitfire through and through. Plus, from what Clover had heard the younger girl’s ex was harmless, just a bit of a jackass sometimes.
Or all the time, depending on who you asked, but that was neither here nor there.
"I'm sorry girls, but I don't want to be around a pair of chicks moping around for the rest of the trip over good-for-nothing assholes," Lila’s voice cuts through Clover’s musings and she looks up, quirking an eyebrow and sticking her tongue out at the brunette. It seemed like tough love Delilah had made an appearance. "So, what we're gonna do is that we'll hang out here for a while, grab a light lunch, get some rest, go out for dinner and get our asses all dolled up so we can take that deck party by storm and hopefully end up in bed with one of the many hotties that are sure to be around! I'm not taking no for an answer, so you all know what's gonna go down tonight."
“O-oh, erm...” Clover stuttered out, fidgeting a little under the water. “Well, that all sounds like a lot of fun, but maybe n-not that last bi--...you know I’ve n-never---hgn--that’s not what I meant….um, how does that even work? You just go up to someone and say, ‘Take me to bed, stud!?'” Clover finally gets out her question, trying not to be embarrassed about her lack of finesse when it came to the art seducing the menfolk. It wasn’t like she was a blushing virgin or anything, Jareth had seen to that particular need thoroughly and quite frequently, thank you very much, but he was the only real experience she had.
’Could I even do that?’ the freckled girl wonders, gnawing at the inside of her cheek. She thinks about her textbook back in the cabin and how the world didn’t end when she put it down to come hang out by the pool. Maybe it would be alright, just this once...if she lived a little?
“Yeah, alright,” Clover agrees suddenly, determination in her eyes as she nods quickly. “Let’s get laid,” she barely gets that last word out before she’s cackling at how ridiculous she sounds. “Oh jeez, that’s not something I thought I’d ever say. Teach me your ways, Lila!”
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@SouffleGirl123 Alright! I'll PM you in a minute, I've also got some neat lookin' wolf pics too!
And them getting close would turn her world upside down. Can you imagine? Naya finds out he's a werewolf one day and she's so torn because they're friends now, but she's still got that grudge against them for killing her mom. Allllll the feelings. XD
We'll see how it plays out! ^.^
And them getting close would turn her world upside down. Can you imagine? Naya finds out he's a werewolf one day and she's so torn because they're friends now, but she's still got that grudge against them for killing her mom. Allllll the feelings. XD
We'll see how it plays out! ^.^
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@SouffleGirl123 I've got a few face claims for guy characters stashed away, if you want me to pm them to you. I don't know if they're hot enough to meet @Ace of flames01's standards, but I think they're neat!
Let me know if you need help Girlie! Also, OH MY GOD A WEREWOLF KEEP IT AWAY FROM NAYA! :P
Let me know if you need help Girlie! Also, OH MY GOD A WEREWOLF KEEP IT AWAY FROM NAYA! :P
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“..follow you to the border?” she parroted back, her lips down turned as she continued to watch Angelo play. “My craft makes your kind a might jumpy, friend,” Naya informs, recalling the last time she had crossed over the border in search of herbs that only blossomed there. She had very nearly been burned at the stake for being a witch and it wasn't an experience she was looking to repeat anytime soon.
Naya would never understand that about the light children. How could you embrace magics like nature, elemental, or healing, but completely disregard blood magic or necromancy? They were two sides of the same coin, yet the people who lived in the sunlight seemed to have disregarded the dark arts completely. How tedious.
The armored creature chooses this moment to introduce himself, baring his teeth in an open mouthed smile. The light comes through just right, bouncing off his fangs menacingly and oh--weren’t they just darling?
“Oh, shiny,” Naya breathed, stepping close to Alistar and rolling up onto her tiptoes so she could have a better look at his fangs. A lot of vampires she met were stingy with their smiles, so the witch rarely got to get a good look at their teeth. “How much longer do you reckon they are than human teeth?” She murmurs to herself, reaching up and prodding them gingerly, careful not to cut herself. Damn, if only she had brought her measuring tape!
Naya’s head snaps towards her shop, green eyes searching for the source of the clamor. If those wolf pups from up the road were throwing rocks at her windows again she was going to skin them and make their pelts into shoes! Her gaze lands on a vaguely familiar figure, prodding at something on the ground just outside her front door with a stick. “Excuse me,” Naya says politely, which is an odd paradigm shift seeing as how she’s still got her fingers in a stranger’s mouth. “I’ve got a, erm...friend that needs seeing to.”
She makes her way back to the shop, her boots thumping loudly against the brick streets of the town’s courtyard. The brunette stops a couple of feet away from the slightly translucent creature, studying him as he continued to poke at what looked to be one of her bird skulls, his murmurings unintelligible under the sounds of Angelo’s playing.
“Everything alright, specter?” she asks, crouching down to cup the little skull in her hands, thumb grazing over the left half where a chunk of it had broken off. How had this even gotten outside? “Not much use for these old things,” she hums, glancing up to the shadowy space where the phantom’s face should have been. “...but they’re sort of sweet, right? I like to braid them into my hair sometimes,” she admits with a wink.
They’d never really spoken before, but the apparition had appeared in the shop once or twice to look at the skulls. He seemed especially fond of the little ones. Naya didn’t mind, it was actually quite nice to have company sometimes, especially one that appreciated her more macabre trinkets.
Naya untied the laces on one of her boots, pulling the string free and swiftly looping it through the still intact eye socket on the right side of the skull, knotting the ends together securely. “It should be easier for you to pick up now, specter,” she says, standing up and extending her hand, giving the makeshift necklace a little jiggle as she held it towards him. “Why don't you try it now?”
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Naya would never understand that about the light children. How could you embrace magics like nature, elemental, or healing, but completely disregard blood magic or necromancy? They were two sides of the same coin, yet the people who lived in the sunlight seemed to have disregarded the dark arts completely. How tedious.
The armored creature chooses this moment to introduce himself, baring his teeth in an open mouthed smile. The light comes through just right, bouncing off his fangs menacingly and oh--weren’t they just darling?
“Oh, shiny,” Naya breathed, stepping close to Alistar and rolling up onto her tiptoes so she could have a better look at his fangs. A lot of vampires she met were stingy with their smiles, so the witch rarely got to get a good look at their teeth. “How much longer do you reckon they are than human teeth?” She murmurs to herself, reaching up and prodding them gingerly, careful not to cut herself. Damn, if only she had brought her measuring tape!
FWHIP.
Naya’s head snaps towards her shop, green eyes searching for the source of the clamor. If those wolf pups from up the road were throwing rocks at her windows again she was going to skin them and make their pelts into shoes! Her gaze lands on a vaguely familiar figure, prodding at something on the ground just outside her front door with a stick. “Excuse me,” Naya says politely, which is an odd paradigm shift seeing as how she’s still got her fingers in a stranger’s mouth. “I’ve got a, erm...friend that needs seeing to.”
She makes her way back to the shop, her boots thumping loudly against the brick streets of the town’s courtyard. The brunette stops a couple of feet away from the slightly translucent creature, studying him as he continued to poke at what looked to be one of her bird skulls, his murmurings unintelligible under the sounds of Angelo’s playing.
“Everything alright, specter?” she asks, crouching down to cup the little skull in her hands, thumb grazing over the left half where a chunk of it had broken off. How had this even gotten outside? “Not much use for these old things,” she hums, glancing up to the shadowy space where the phantom’s face should have been. “...but they’re sort of sweet, right? I like to braid them into my hair sometimes,” she admits with a wink.
They’d never really spoken before, but the apparition had appeared in the shop once or twice to look at the skulls. He seemed especially fond of the little ones. Naya didn’t mind, it was actually quite nice to have company sometimes, especially one that appreciated her more macabre trinkets.
Naya untied the laces on one of her boots, pulling the string free and swiftly looping it through the still intact eye socket on the right side of the skull, knotting the ends together securely. “It should be easier for you to pick up now, specter,” she says, standing up and extending her hand, giving the makeshift necklace a little jiggle as she held it towards him. “Why don't you try it now?”
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@Monochromatic Hey, maybe you could have Re'Mane come haunt the shop sometime. Naya has tons of little animal skulls! :D
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Naya blinks, dumbstruck as the angel tucks six of his own feathers into her hand. ’That’s it?’ she thinks as he tells her how he doesn't want anything in exchange and that his name is Angelo. He even says she is lovely, which only serves to make her more suspicious. She was no angel or vampire, nor was she one of the fae folk, so her features were pretty run of the mill. Sure, she looked fine enough for a human but compared to the more ethereal creatures of this world she was about as lovely as a potato sack.
“Tcht,” Naya clicks her tongue, opening her coat to safely store the feathers in the breast pocket of her apron. “Thank you, Angelo, I’ll put them to good use. But I can not take them for nothing. I don’t much like to be owing anyone a debt,” she explains, pausing as he brought the instrument back to his lips and continued to play for the little ones. The armored man from earlier was sitting next to them, his helmet removed, revealing dark skin and a ruggedly cut jaw line. The witch couldn’t be certain what sort of creature he was, but whatever it was put her on edge, so she assumed he must be one of the races that made their meals out of humans.
As long as he wasn’t a werewolf, Naya figured they’d be fine.
“Here,” Naya murmured, digging through her coat pockets and pulling out a small envelope of dried herbs, reaching forward and brazenly tucking it into the angel’s belt, not giving him a chance to decline. “Pour that in hot water and let it steep, then strain. It will help your body mend quicker once you’re on your side of the border,” the brunette instructs. “Be sure to drink the whole thing or it won’t have much of an effect.”
She had quite a few questions for him, like if plucking feathers hurt or how quickly they could regrow, but Angelo seemed determined to play his instrument so she decided it was best not to pester him too much right now. Maybe if she was nice enough he’d let her examine him sometime, maybe even let her have some of his blood...
She only had two spells that called for angel blood in her grimoire, both written in her mother’s elegant script. Naya had never witnessed them before, but it would be exciting to try them.
“That’s my shop,” she continues after a moment, jerking her chin towards, ’Ashgrave Aromatics,’. “If you’re ever in need of something or a place to rest for a bit, stop by, yeah?” She paused, realizing she's never introduced herself. "I'm Naya, best alchemist in town."
Caezel might argue that last bit, but she sort of liked to mess with him a little.
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“Tcht,” Naya clicks her tongue, opening her coat to safely store the feathers in the breast pocket of her apron. “Thank you, Angelo, I’ll put them to good use. But I can not take them for nothing. I don’t much like to be owing anyone a debt,” she explains, pausing as he brought the instrument back to his lips and continued to play for the little ones. The armored man from earlier was sitting next to them, his helmet removed, revealing dark skin and a ruggedly cut jaw line. The witch couldn’t be certain what sort of creature he was, but whatever it was put her on edge, so she assumed he must be one of the races that made their meals out of humans.
As long as he wasn’t a werewolf, Naya figured they’d be fine.
“Here,” Naya murmured, digging through her coat pockets and pulling out a small envelope of dried herbs, reaching forward and brazenly tucking it into the angel’s belt, not giving him a chance to decline. “Pour that in hot water and let it steep, then strain. It will help your body mend quicker once you’re on your side of the border,” the brunette instructs. “Be sure to drink the whole thing or it won’t have much of an effect.”
She had quite a few questions for him, like if plucking feathers hurt or how quickly they could regrow, but Angelo seemed determined to play his instrument so she decided it was best not to pester him too much right now. Maybe if she was nice enough he’d let her examine him sometime, maybe even let her have some of his blood...
She only had two spells that called for angel blood in her grimoire, both written in her mother’s elegant script. Naya had never witnessed them before, but it would be exciting to try them.
“That’s my shop,” she continues after a moment, jerking her chin towards, ’Ashgrave Aromatics,’. “If you’re ever in need of something or a place to rest for a bit, stop by, yeah?” She paused, realizing she's never introduced herself. "I'm Naya, best alchemist in town."
Caezel might argue that last bit, but she sort of liked to mess with him a little.
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@Ace of flames01 I like to think she just has extraordinarily gray morals. ;)
@King Atlas I think your post speed is fine darlin'!
@King Atlas I think your post speed is fine darlin'!
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@Jangel13 Oh my goodness, I never thought you'd actually let her have them! ALL OF THE EXPERIMENTS! *Cue mad scientist cackle and ominous lightening*
XD I'll give Atlas a chance to respond before I make another post.
I laughed so hard when I read this! Lucius is adorable. <3
Well, if he doesn’t manage to snag Octavia, Naya might be persuaded to float you a feather...for the right price, of course. ;)
...but if he does catch her, you’ve gotta share the wealth. Just a smidge of angel blood. A thimble full will do, really. Us alchemists have to stick together, right?
XD I'll give Atlas a chance to respond before I make another post.
Now for the tricky part, he raised his voice, hoping to project it so that a certain angel could hear him. "Yes! As a matter of fact, I was really hoping that the person I was looking for would actually have made their way back to our home, while it was relatively safe and free of getting distracted!"
I laughed so hard when I read this! Lucius is adorable. <3
Caezel's going to have ruffled feathers of his own when he gets back.
Well, if he doesn’t manage to snag Octavia, Naya might be persuaded to float you a feather...for the right price, of course. ;)
...but if he does catch her, you’ve gotta share the wealth. Just a smidge of angel blood. A thimble full will do, really. Us alchemists have to stick together, right?
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