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          i promise i'll be here fully closer to the weekend !!! i'm a little swamped on isolde right now because i let my replies pile up like a dumbass but !! my replies are drafted so i don't lose them and if you would like a starter at any point, like this post !

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and she laughs. because what else can you do in these kind of situations. most of the time she can’t tell one creature from another. but this time, it’s personal. it’s home.

   ❝ i like this material. what is it? ❞

                "personal space."

                             it's not a request. it's a warning. jaw tensing behind                              dark red lips while her head slowly craned to one side.                              she could have taken a step back, but that would have                              been weakness. and who wants that?

                "silk. my turn -- what do you want?"

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( REGRET )

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I was wondering if you could make me something.

                Hello, Ariel. How are you?

                Why, I'm just dandy, Regret.                 Thank you for asking.                 Such manners. Such grace.

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( SABINE RENE )

       she doesn’t enjoy  business with mermaids and the like. they are a casually vindictive kind of folk. not to mention fickle as hell, too.  sabine draws her  talons off the table,  leaving jagged lines carved into the furniture.  her hand makes a careless, swinging motion.  knocking over the nearest item that happened to be on the shelves. whatever it was,  it breaks soundly upon hitting the ground.     ❛   hmm, nah … i can’t work with that.    ya want to start makin’ some profit,  red. then best make t’is place available fa our  customers.  simple business tactics,  ❜ her boot proceeds to crush what remains in messy fragments on the ground into further bits and pieces.  she nods downward,  trying to soften.  or something, because maybe ariel should be an exception to her usual methods.     ❛   tacky   t’in   anyways.  feel free ta send a bill for it, ah  ?  ❜

                          there's a crack. a rumbling displacement of bone as something sharp pressed against the surface of her spine. her fingers curl suddenly, gripping for control as her posture seemed to straighten. not the time, nor the place. a foreign tongue clucks slowly; yes, it is entirely walking. ask the young woman if she gives so much of a damn. "our customers. that's hilarious. i don't remember slapping a collar around your neck and calling you my companion." it's an incredibly nasty thing to say, she knows this. hell, she might even be apologizing for it later. depending on how all of this played out and so far, it wasn't going to end well. "why you insist on pushing me, i will never understand. you can throw a tantrum all you want, love. it's not going to get you a n y w h e r e with me."

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by Daniele Serra

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❝ well, when something is just so obvious. ❞

            "you know, i don't have time for riddles.              so either get to the point, or get out of my              shop."

could hardly call it a shop, to be honest. more like -- a sketchy ass boutique.

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in case it's not obvious yet, ariel andersen is batshit crazy.

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( SNOW WHITE )

puts a crown on ariel’s head.

                     "get it off."

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( SABINE RENE )

       blackened claws, elongated and digging into to the wood of the table’s surface act as the standard greeting for this particular interaction.    ❛   y’holdin out on me,  red.  ❜

            something inside of her tenses, an aquamarine gaze drifting down toward those thick claws. red nails clasp around her hip bone. "i'm runnin' a business here, doll. a little something called -- i don't make enough to give away free shit. if you want to make a down payment, i can do that." that stone cold gaze doesn't shift or melt away, but she does pause. "you know i want to help you, sabine. but i just -- can't."

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