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Alberto narrowed his eyes at her, like he was still trying to figure her out. She was an enigma, and he had learned not to believe some of the things she said. It was just the trouble of knowing when and when not to believe her. He offered her a whole slice.
“Okay, well, I’ve never blown anything up. And I wouldn’t know where to start. If you were to do this, would I join you? Sure.”
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[TEXT] - i’m at taco bell you want anything? (From Riley)
[ ✉ Nerd <3 ] chipotle ranch grilled chicken burrito?
[ ✉ Nerd <3 ] 🥺
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Morgan lifted her head as he pulled away from her, the loss of the warmth of his body almost made her whine. Her brows furrowed slightly at the implied assumption behind his words. Shaking her head, she said, ❝No, that's not what-❞
A particularly loud clap of thunder cut her words off, making the windows shudder slightly, as if to make a point. ❝It's dangerous for anyone to be out in weather like this. Do you know how many more deadly accidents happen during storms?❞
@kissofthemuses asked: you’ll never get home in a storm like this. [Morgan to Aaron]
Aaron shifted on the couch away from her, breaking the spell of the warmth between them cuddled under the blanket. “It’ll be alright–I’m not driving,” he insisted. He turned to tuck a lock of her hair behind her ear and run a hand along her cheek. “You’re not too disappointed I hope,” he added, a placating tone to his rhetorical question.
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Cuteness overload 🦉
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@amity-and-enmity | title; somethin you wanna know? (Kat & Dario) | from a starter call
She looked him over, taking in the aura first and then his appearance. Not a threat, she assessed, but so few beings were. Her dark eyes held no fear or caution, only a faint curiosity. Why had he approached her? Had she done something to draw his attention? The soultaker spent most of her life being unnoticed, damn near invisible—and she preferred it that way. This aberration did make her uncomfortable, but she never showed it.
Normally, Kat would wait until he spoke or made the first move, but desiring some control over a situation that unsettled her she asked, “Is there somethin’ you wanna know?”
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@amity-and-enmity asked: ☺ propositioning them for a good time (From Brian)
"Well, I’m flattered,” it wasn’t a lie, she was, because deep down it made her feel good that someone wanted to have a good time with her. Still, she didn’t know crap about the guy in front of her, and as she traced the rim of her glass her mind briefly flashed to the true crime documentaries she had watched a thousand times.
Not that she thought he was a serial killer, but it wouldn’t harm a girl to be careful.
“I don’t know though. I mean, I’m having a pretty good time now. This place is playing some good music, and I’m probably about to order some wings. You can stick around for some, if you want. I heard they’re good here.”
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@amity-and-enmity sent: “No one asks for their life to change, not really, but it does.“ (From Foxy to CJ)
One could argue that there were people who actively tried to change their lives, that they sought such things, but she had a point CJ couldn’t deny. She certainly hadn’t asked to be lied to her entire life, to learn about the truth of her father as she had. It had changed her life in every single way and she couldn’t hold back her bitterness toward everyone who’d been in on the secret.
Gods, sometimes it just… well up inside her until she thought she’d explode from it.
Instead, she just had another drink and pushed it all back down.
“Yeah,” she agreed, deciding she’d rather not delve into further detail, but her tone remained sullen. “Change—the spice of life, whether we like it or not.”
#amityandenmity#ask#asks#ask; CJ#ask; character#verse; strangely normal (main)#verse; to be decided#thread; CJ#title; no one asks for change (CJ & Foxy)
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send me a ♬ and a number between 1-10 and i’ll put my itunes on shuffle and skip to that number and write a starter with my favorite lyric from that song.
@amity-and-enmity asked ♬ 7 (From Lorena to Circe)
❝No one's from here, no one my dear. Not even the trees.❞
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@amity-and-enmity; continued from x;;
Ella offered the strange boy a wide smile, waving back at him. He seemed nice! The blonde never really interacted with others, not since the incident with the local church; though she adored coming to the market. Here, people didn’t judge, at least not too much. They liked choosing from her freshly harvested flowers, along with her array of teas and remedies. It made for curious conversation and quite frankly, didn’t cost nearly as much as the stuff they’d buy in town, better quality too. No one knew their plants as well as she did, and well, her flowers were the nicest around; not that she’d boast about it. Of course, if you asked her what the secret was, she’d simply respond that she loved them and that’s why they grew so well for her. A bit of an oddball, sure, but she really was sweet to anyone that gave her the chance.
At his compliment, her smile grew, if that was even possible, a light laugh leaving her.
“---Thank you so much! The sun is doing them well!” Though she wished she could say the same for him.
Checking for any potential customers heading in their direction, but finding none, the girl was quick to make her way over to him, bringing with her, two thermoses and a rag. Water was poured onto the rag before being handed to him, the too lids of the thermos’ being set in front of him, one containing a clear substance and the other, a sort of gold color.
“---Put the cloth on your neck, drink this one,” the water, “then this one,” a tea that improved blood circulation. Concern clouded her features as she looked over the other, bare toes wiggling in the grass below her. “---Sip on them though, you don’t want to rush.”
#//ella is my good bean#inter; ella#amity-and-enmity#amityandenmity; ella#amityandenmity#el; tba ( verse )#tw
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@amity-and-enmity liked for a Werewolf starter | (for Brian)
It had been entirely too easy for someone of her particular...disposition, to make off with the funds she needed. She usually tried to do things on the level, tried to take odd jobs so she could get by, moving from city to city. But, sometimes, a woman needed to do more than that to keep from crawling back home with empty pockets. And relieving a few drunk assholes of their unearned cash? Well, that seemed like a fun way to pass the time and get her on her way.
Her eyes locked onto one man, a smile crossed her lips as she watched him eye every tail in the place. She smirked as she moved toward him, casual like, moving within his line of site. She took an empty seat, not far from him, glancing over at him, catching his eye, and sent a small smile his way.
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@amity-and-enmity said -> “Please. House blowing up builds character.“
Eating his pizza, easily a new favorite, Alberto studied Star curiously. Sometimes, he found it hard to tell if she was pulling his leg or not, and he was definitely not used to this culture. "You're kidding, right? Blowing up houses is, like... a bad thing, right?"
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@amity-and-enmity; continued from X;;
She had been through this before with the others. So many people came and went, trying everything they could to get her to say something, anything, but she wouldn’t. She didn’t trust them, not a single soul. How could she? Every time she thought she could let someone in, they betrayed her. Sigh. But maybe, just maybe, if she played along just a little they would finally leave her alone? Doubtful, but worth a shot, right? Perhaps...
Finally tearing her eyes away from the ground, she looked up at the others playing before finally settling on the man beside her. He didn’t make any sense...
“---Why are you here?”
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Did he really have to go? No, but she was prepared to use puppy-dog eyes to persuade him if he looked like he was going to say no. Jinx was never really a fan of the outdoors, but lately, being stuffed in the office had gotten her feeling claustrophobic, too many people. Every few minutes it seemed another person was coming to 'check on her'. The whole ordeal made her want to leave and not come back. Of course, her relationship with Riley was something she had begun to treasure. Any other time she would have ran the second things got too uncomfortable, knowing full well that they would not be able to find her, but the thought of leaving him? The idea alone made her feel sick to her stomach.
A bright smile greeted him upon his agreement, hands pulling at her sleeves as she tried her best to be patient as he readied himself to leave.
"Mine too." Actually, they were the only fruit she really liked. "Oh! That would be really nice."
@the-wonderland-jinx asked: ❝ want to come pick fresh strawberries with me? ❞ to riley
Riley looked up from his screen, eyes wide with surprise. He rarely went out in the sun for too long, especially to do anything that might end up with him covered in bugs and sun burn. But she looked so hopeful and cute. He sighed and grabbed for his hoodie. “Fine. I mean, strawberries are my favorite fruit.” His knew mom left an old preserves recipe somewhere in the house too… if he could find it. “I can make you some jam.”
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@amity-and-enmity | title; what do you want? (Taran & Foxy) | from a starter call
“I don’t get it.”
There was a lot about this he didn’t get, but most of all he didn’t get her or why she thought talking to him would do anything. With a sneer on his face, he hunched his shoulders and sank further down into the booth. “What do you want with me?” he asked. “I didn’t do anything.”
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[Smash or Pass for @amity-and-enmity‘s Agent Lopez.]
“Hmm ... from a purely physical perspective, I’ll admit to ‘Smash’. Personality wise ... well ... how does he feel about wearing a gag?
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