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❝What's with this ugly little trinket being so expensive? I ain't paying that much for something that looks like ass.❞
Truly it wasn't that ugly to him, he was more neutral to the look, but there was no helping him trying to get a lower price at any given moment. Even if the other didn't look like they could be intimidated into a lower price like some other merchants, that wouldn't stop him from trying.
@suizokukans.
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“Oh, can you?” – she was surprised, but it flattered her. She didn’t think much about it, though. She could actually say exactly the same thing about him: that she could spot him so easily. But he was tall (and pretty) so Nunnally guessed it was only natural. Wanting it or not, she was sure Luzio was getting a lot of attention.
When he confirmed he was not joking, a her face brightened. She had always wanted to learn how to drive and was always denied.
“My father had always considered me unfit to drive.” – she said simply, but with a light intention to justify her previous question – “Though I have always thought I could do it, if my tutor is patient enough with me.”
“My favourite colour?” – she repeated absent-mindedly; and then she laughed – “It may not be so obvious from the way I dress, but I like bright colours. Purple. Or orange.. Purple…I think that’s my favourite colour, although I assume you don’t see many purple cars…”
“But I also like green. I guess that’s easier to find a green car.”
She laughed: --
“I don’t think these are good colours for cars, though…”
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|| @suizokukans || Arlo & Xaviera || liked for a starter ||
"People tend to be that cruel." Arlo watched from a distance as the police finally arrested a man who had murdered several people. A fellow human. It appears monsters aren't always the non-human ones as a lot of people would claim.
"Xaviera ... I must ask. Have you ever killed people for the fun of it?" He killed non-human beings for a living but only those that refused to coexist with humans. Those that lived peacefully among them, he let them be. He felt that same should be said for humans. However, the man being arrested would probably serve time, many years but be free again eventually. It was a flawed system in his eyes.
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Continued from here with @suizokukans 's Sasha
The frown on Carmichael’s face only grows as Sasha continues to put themselves down. He tries to look at it from the former dancer’s perspective, but the priest’s mind is too clouded by his own faith to fully put himself into his companion’s shoes. Carmichael would have held fast to the idea that God had other things planned for him. Carmichael chews on the inside of his cheeks to refrain from asking Sasha about their own faith.
Thankfully, God blesses Carmichael with something funny to say. His frown flips upside down and he leans back comfortably in his seat. “Oh, no, I’m not suggesting you give up on your new career!” A deep hum of amusement rumbles in his throat. “I’m suggesting you hone your skills: Why not attend clown college? Oho!” Picturing Sasha in facepaint and a rubber red nose was quite funny to imagine.
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Wonderful to gaze upon… hmm? What art?
(Closer Rp with @suizokukans )
One warm day as the two finished lunch, he decided the perfect time to ask the other blonde on a real date. The sign was he’d ask with a bit more formality than he usually asked her about things. “Solara, I’d like to take you to the Hellada art gallery this evening, if you’re free.” The red in his cheeks only ever so softly hidden by his tanned face. His curt demeanor, hopefully divulging his subtle advance.
It’d been not too long since the two had started some crafts together, and Freeze’s original freckle diary idea had turned into a more unique idea. Though nowhere near done yet, he’d made a small cross section of clear string with single darker marked spots that currently mimicked the shape of Solara’s right cheek.
Their projects and time together had inspired the male to look around at different possible viewing galleries. He’d found one with some more abstract and figured that a good place to begin. Test her artistic preferences. He knew abstract was his least favorite, so it could only get better from then on. Be a good excuse to dress nicer himself and show off how well he could clean up, as all she’d seen mainly was the scarred and goofy lad he was out in the beach and the sun.
#suizokukans#I just can’t not put context for things ah I’m so bad#wanted it to be relatively short though ^^’#hope it’s okay!
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@suizokukans - for kiyoshi!
Vayn had never been to a maid cafe before. He thought the idea a bit... flagrant, that someone should don frilly garb as if a costume and parade around as a dutiful thing at the beck and call of strangers, as maids would be, under the Red Hand (although, they were the ones who were often fed on). No, all his experience was quite with the Red Hand alone, a spoiled and wealthy prince then but no more. Now, he was but another man, curiously poking his nose in, drawn in by pink and black and the promise of sweetly smelling pastries.
Unfortunately for him, however, they were closed, and whichever employee remained was likely preparing for the next morning, or locking all the doors and putting things away. He couldn't swan in if the door was locked, so he chose, instead, to loiter, watching idly as folks of all stripes passed him by. Japan was an interesting place, to say the least, and certainly beyond Chimachi's hidden limits within Tokyo. There was no magic here, at least not yet, and perhaps that was a good thing for the moment. No sorciers to finger him for a vampire where he ought not be.
All he wanted was a bite! A little nibble of something sweet to begin his evening, just as the last rays of sunlight sunk beneath the horizon. Oh, but he was losing hope. His only option now was to bother the man inside, once it was his time to leave, and he would do so politely! Sweetly! It wasn't blood he was after, but cupcakes and other human confections. Surely that would be doable, right?
And when his opportunity finally came, when the man scurried out of the cafe, he was there to greet him with a pleasant smile and a few words. "Oh, pardon me, darling, I don't mean to be in your way, but perhaps you could humor me for a spell... You see, I'm a bit of a night owl and it seems I might've made it here too late, but I was hoping you might have a cupcake or two to spare?"
#☿ || Threads.#♞ // Main Verse.#suizokukans#/ i hope this is okay#/ vayn's a sweetie :>#/ a silly lil vampire who literally can't eat human food but give him anyway-
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@suizokukans continued from here!
"Oh! They are like little fireworks you get to wave around in your hand!" Darla explained, excitedly. She then reached into one of her inner jacket pockets that didn't really exist. This was just her discrete way of opening her pocket dimension.
She pulled out a pack of sparklers. "Here! Take one! Don't worry, it won't burn your hand." She said, holding one out for her to take.
#suizokukans#⚔; Her words are sharper than her blade ( the little sister )#⚔; Searching for the answer ( main verse )
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❝They don't hurt that bad. 'Course pain tolerance is different person to person. I have a pretty high one, so I might not be the one to ask a personal opinion from. But, I also get a lot of feedback from those I pierce at the same time. Does that make sense?❞
@suizokukans.
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i will protect her,
Please protect her. She's just a little guy. Even in the verse where she's an eldritch monstrosity.
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@suizokukans liked for starter!
Marcellus scratched at his scales absentmindedly as he took a swallow of his drink. It was pretty good for a random bar, but luckily it was fairly lowkey while being upscale. The clientele seemed relaxed while maintaining a lively enough air. He glanced up as someone moved to sit near him at the bar.
"Hello~ Lovely night for a drink~"
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She laughs internally. Luzio is so cute. And sweet. Nunnally feels the desire to caress his cheek and perhaps even place a soft kiss on it. But she’s aware that would embarrass him even more. So, she only smiles, tilting her head slightly.
“I will not.” – the promise comes easily, although she is aware that the question was directed at them both – “Or at least I will try to be more careful with it.” – she hums; this situation (as well as Luzio’s reaction) has put her in an extremely good mood – “But you have to be prepared that people will start to get curious as they’re seeing us together more and more often.”
A pause.
“Are we still going to that coffee shop?”
“…but don’t get surprised if the staff there considers us to be a couple…” – yes, they have commented to her before that they looked nice together. And, indeed, they do!
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|| Gai & Solara ||
"Don't worry Solara, it's not that big a deal." He had already lifted her out of the wheelchair and carried her over the sand to where he had put down some towels for them to sit on. The small beach was rather nicely hidden away. He and his younger sister would come here to swim often, it also had a nice view for him and Solara to enjoy. Putting up a beach umbrella as well to keep them safe from the sun.
"See, your wheelchair is in sight for us and out of sight for people passing by and to be real, that will be very few. Just relax and enjoy our little beach outing." He assured her while opening the coolbox. "Drink?"
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Continued from here with @suizokukans 's Yami
“Oh— Oh, I’m sorry.” Carmichael’s freckled cheeks take on a rosy hue out of embarrassment. Here he thought someone was in need of his guidance, to rid their minds of worries. But no— She simply needed his hand. “I’ll help!”
Carmichael squats next to the fair-haired woman, knees cracking as he did so. He smiles self-consciously at the noise his body makes before his large fingers try to pick up the small beads. It’s not long before his brows are knit together out of frustration. This was a task that was easier said than done.
“Oh, curse these fingers of mine.” He mutters as another small bead slips through his fingers. “I swear— A toddler’d do a better job helping you.” He clears his throats. “Ermm— What happened, anyway?”
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@suizokukans liked for Akeri starter
The woman seemed to finally be able to feel as if she's okay and stress free at least for now at this festival. Maybe it was due to the local shrine being the one hosting it, but it she haven't felt ...off yet, so far. It reminded her when she was younger, her eyes was everywhere but in front of her which lead to her not only bumping into another festival goer but dropping her chocolate banana. Taking a brief moment to regret not being able to have a taste before instantly putting her attention to the one she pump.
"I'm so sorry about that!--I should have watched where I was looking, are you okay?"
#suizokukans#akeri; interactions#interactions#i hope it's ok !#akeri is just sweet ol akeri rn but who knows when the kitsune will pop out and make her act out of pocket
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@suizokukans replied to your post “You have to make Darla a meal, what do you make?”:
(xaviera voice) spaghetti cabonara
"Hmmm." She takes a pretty long time inspecting food. After a couple of minutes, she takes a bite.
"It's good!"
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❝I'm sorry, could you move a little to the side?❞
@suizokukans o.
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