#{ muse:audric noire }

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“Oh normally I’m the only one here. Hello new friend!” Audric’s voice carried from the other side of the bar. Even some of the regulars were missing, and though he didn’t partake in drinking much. He had decided to try his luck at the pool table. A turtle laid out atop of his satchel on a barstool beside him. “Ah yes, I remember now. The moon told me I would be gifted with a guest while the others feast away the last remaining bits of their chakra. Come sit with me.”

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@gwenarnolds

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@xdylan-moorex​

Location: Rousseau’s

Audric had lost track of what drink he was on now, but at least he had inevitably found his turtle. He decided to take a step outside to catch some breath, just as someone had clutched the door handle on the other side. A beaming grin full of mirth once he realized whom it was. “Ah! Cousin! Enchanting evening, isn’t it? The moon speaks only lovely things about the night.” His words louds and full of hype, ending on a note of a hiccup.

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@gwenarnolds​

This was the first play Audric had ever attended. He had even tried to enter it earlier in the day, but Speedy had been caught during the search.  He felt guilty having to leave the turtle to guard the apothecary shop, but at least he knew Speedy was in his element. Gwendolyn looked marvelous, Audric beamed down to her.  “I love our outfits. I’m so excited, this is my first play. Do you suppose they’ll throw flowers to the audience at the end?” He hummed and looked around. “I don’t sense any doom lurking, so that’s good I think. I wish I could have snuck Speedy in to watch it. At least he would have had some nice dinner lettuce with a show.”

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👀 + how do you feel about your siblings?

“I love them past their individual quirks.”  @crimsxnbeau, @polcrity, @cassidyfaust, @effiefaust, @sinfvlsovls, @gracelcssx, @drewwhittmore, @revelaare

“My favorite one was crucified and murdered. The living ones can’t even be bothered to be here in Chitown.”

“I was always closer to my dad, but my siblings are the only family I have left. That I can’t openly see.” @crimsxnsins, @rosesjustdie, @crimscnheart

“I don’t really know them, but the universe will guide me the way.”

“I’m trying to amend our relationship since I abandoned him years ago. I probably have siblings elsewhere, and they’re all strangers to me.” @wtcddy

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Audric as the “Tree of Life”. Minor Notes: - He is passing out a Bayong with an apple in it, a baby bamboo water bottle with water in it, and a random balm from La Buena Bruja.

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@charlieteufel​

Audric has closed up the shop early for him. At least, he thought it was early by the sun still hanging high in the air. Everything about the day had been normal. The stop by the store on the way home to get some essential red leaf lettuce and other important things on the grocery list. Once he got home however, he noticed that his roommate had stepped out. Speedy stuck his head out from the bag expectantly. “I’m not sure where is Speedy.” The man hummed, and he took it as meaning the turtle wanted to wait exactly five feet from the door for Charlie to get home. So he planted himself there with Speedy and lettuce. Legs folded in a crisscrossed manner, and the turtle between them. Eyes closed as he lit a candle to bring a new scent to the entrance of the apartment. This is where he would stay parked until he heard the familiar turn of the keys, and the knob. Dark eyes widened with a bright smile. “Ah, Charlie! Speedy was quite worried.”

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💬 there was once a kitchen fire that was 100% your fault

“I own a restaurant, so I hope not.”

“He left me on read. So I made sure his fucking kitchen was dead.”

“It was one hundred percent, Zoe.” @rosesjustdie

“I did foresee it, yes. The grim aftermath of a tea kettle left unattended.”

“Are you sure you’re thinking of me?”

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Which family member do you trust the least?

“My dad.”

“I trust everyone.”

“Diamond. She’s too social for her own good. But a close contender is Zoe since she stabbed me. ” @silverncrimson, @rosesjustdie

“I don’t trust anyone in my family. My dad would have told them the truth if I was meant to.” @crimsxnsins, @rosesjustdie, @crimscnheart, @isysfire

“I don’t trust Balto Faust.”

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💬 Audric, you sold your soul to get your shop.

“Oh no, Isabel just went on a long vacation to find her inner balance. My soul is still very much with me.”

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Smash or Pass - attics/edith, oliver/juno, audric/billie

“Absolutely smash.” @attimercer

“Pass. I picture Juno more like one of my brothers.” @junosong

"All love is love” @billiewashington

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AUDRIC NOIRE

     CHICAGO DAY OF GIVING

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🔎 || can’t forget Audric

Communication: Please Don't Talk To Me | Talking To You Is Okay | You Talk Too Much | I Wish We'd Talk More | Our Convos Are Balanced | I Love Talking To You | Never Stop Talking To Me

Friendship: Strangers | Awkward | Just Met | Working On It | Good Friends | Best Friends | A Little More Than Friends  | Enemies

Datability: Hell No | Not Sure | Never Gave It Any Thought | Probably Wouldn't Work | Maybe | Let's Give It A Shot | Absolutely | Marry Me

Attractiveness: Ugly | Just Not My Type | Undecided | Cute | Very Attractive | Drop Dead Gorgeous | Nosebleed

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( chance perdomo, 25, cismale, he/him ) Have you seen AUDRIC NOIRE around ? I hear they’re a SPIRITUAL HEALER/PSYCHIC(FALSE) who can sometimes be CRYPTIC & ILLFATED. But I also heard they can be CAPTIVATING & OPTIMISTIC if you catch them on a good day. They’re usually hanging around LA BUENA BRUJA in their spare time. I sure hope they’re alright !

Name: Audric Olamide Noire Age: 25 Birthday: March 15, 9:05PM Horoscope sign: Pisces Height: 5′10 Birthplace: New Orleans, Louisiana  Occupation: Clerk @ La Buena Bruja /Spiritual Healer/Psychic

Caitlyn Noire was known for her theatrics when it came to ones future. Palm reading, visions, it all ailed her if you were to ask her. Only one man became obsessed with the ideology that she could see into the grips of the future. The man’s name was Sebastian, and she never bothered to get his last name. She swore she could feel Audric exist the next morning within her, and his father deemed her insane. 

Until she began to show, and Sebastian seeing no way out of it stayed along side her. As far as Audric could make out they were a decent couple, his mother dabbling with the arts of fabricated witchcraft & his father, an avid believer at that point dedicated his time to homeschool Audric centering around botany. Sebastian got a job as a crime scene photographer & would bring the photos (without permission) back home for the young boy to stare at. Allowing him to look into the details others would overlook.

Everything was as normal as it could be until his father’s death in 2010. Caitlyn had ushered him aside and told him that she saw his father in Chicago. Before he could even question the clairvoyant picture, he was put on a plane alongside her. They moved in and became settled, he entered into public school and instantly felt shunned.

A year later he would end up at La Buena Bruja getting supplies from the owner of the shop Isabel Faust. He later would become employed there, and become independent enough that his mother bid him farewell after a vision took her back home to New Orleans. There were medical reasons why he thought he saw the things he did, why he acted out his bloodline. That was all writing in the sand once he got more of an understanding of herbal magic under Isabel’s thumb. Learning by his side was another boy that had become like a brother to him, Jace Dubois. 

Audric didn’t attend the music festival, because he felt the crowd would cloud his oracular picture. Not to mention he had an appointment, but when the chaos struck he his the smirk that crossed his lips. Business would be booming as it should, and his readings would be all the same.

‘No one is safe in Chicago.’

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@crimsxns​

The spectacle behind the curtain had Audric’s head tilted to the side with an innocent curiosity. He was a civilian so he had no idea about the missing people, aside from the sporadic traffic outside of La Buena. The family names in Chicago didn’t mean much to him either, he only knew the energies that he had felt overpowered by at the Gala & Now. He takes a bite out of the roll on the table, and glanced to Wyn back to the stage as the marionettes started into the audience. “Do you think ventriloquists are getting desperate for acts? I was in a play once, wait no, I watched a play a few times, like twelve.” Audric rambled on nervously as he got a better look at one of the dispatched puppets.

 A brow quirked up as he fished around his messenger bag (murse), “Some balm might help that one’s face? Buddha...What happened to it?” He whispered enthralled and dumbfounded by the turn of events. An uneasy feeling washed over him, as he scooted his chair closer his friend’s. “Crack the liar’s smile, I always thought... that was a song enjoyed by - no actually I don’t like that song.”

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Lucky 13 Retreat

Friday March 13,2020

@xoverzealousx​

Audric maneuvered himself through the soiled patches on the ground in the woods. The soles of his shoes crunch down on the plant fodder that parted from the barren trees.Gloved hands reached to his backpack as he found the spot that would hold the bounty of refreshing energy needed.  The grip on his coat tightened as he hummed along the expected meeting place. His mind like his body fluttered around the camp area, until he paused with the quartz crystal in hand.

 “Ah yes, yes.” the slight gruff of his voice murmured while his eyes glanced to the mesmerized shadow that wasn’t far off his radar. Too tall and burly to belong to Isabel, so he turns with a slow developed grin. “Jace, how is that friend of yours?”He could feel their mentor’s aura not too far off the path, but that didn’t stop him from taking the first jab. Audric started to lower himself to kneel in front of one of the hollow ice chipped tree trunk. This spot he would start to fix up his own altar to bask in the spiritual ambiance of the moonlight that was to come.