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COUNCILMAN LAHAR / raaharu:

Eyebrows rose in response to the bright smile he was offered. Was it truly afternoon already? Lavender eyes flicked upwards, squinting against the harsh light of the sun as he grumbled something unintelligible before looking back to the woman. 

A polite smile tugged at his lips, a gloved hand extending in her direction. 

“Indeed My name is Lahar, and the council requests your assistance. You will, of course, be compensated for your time.”

A pale brow of her own lifts as he speaks. The council were interested in her assistance? She was a woman who desired to help those in need, and the magical governing body was no exception, but that did leave her in a more fragile position: working for people she'd lied to.

Still, it wasn't like this was an avoidable offer. Refusing their plea for help would make her look even more suspicious, and the last thing it would do is put her in their favor, which was what she truly needed. So, without even a moment of hesitation, her dainty hand met his in a surprisingly firm handshake.

           “ Very well. I shall make myself available. ”  Althea paused for a moment, head tilting slightly. “ Though - if I may ask - what is it that you need my assistance with..? ”

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TROUBLESOME CHILD / thunderruled:

All she was trying to do was take care of him - that much he knew even in spite of her chastising tone - and yet he couldn’t help the furrowing of his brows as she criticized his clothing choices.

“Mum…I’m gonna be training this morning. I’ll get way too hot, so I might as well not bother with any of that until I’m finished.”

     Pale pink lashes flutter down over brown eyes as a weighty exhale escapes her form. From the pile of clean laundry at her side, she offers a simple zip-up fleece.

           “ Please, Caleb. I'm far too busy to nurse a cold from you if it’s something that can be prevented. Just wear this until you get to training? Please? ”

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CHARACTER HABITS / Bold those that apply. Strike through those your character cannot stand.  Feel free to add more. (credit).

Biting fingernails / Jiggling leg up and down / Tapping foot / Twirling hair / Running fingers through hair or tucking hair behind ear / Smacking gum / Whistling / Slurping / Burping / Yawning / Glancing at watch / Talking with a full mouth / Potty mouth / Eye-rolling / Constantly apologizing / Snapping fingers / Cracking knuckles / Humming / Stuttering / Licking lips / Sniffing / Squinting / Applying Chap Stick to lips / Picking at nail polish / Raising eyebrows as they speak / Winking / Pulling at bottom lip / Pinching skin / Rubbing hands together / Pointing / Rubbing eyes or chin / Twirling a ring around finger / Fiddling with jewellery / Excessive eye blinking / Shifts in their seat when nervous / Grinding teeth / Crosses and uncrosses legs / Clicking or tapping teeth with a nail / Shrugging / Slapping people on the back / Jaw clenching or jaw muscle jerking / Gesturing a lot when speaking / Slouching / Putting their feet on a desk or table / Toying with objects before them / Chewing on their pencil / Chewing bottom lip / Speech patterns / Nervous cough / Picking at teeth / Saluting / Twiddling your thumbs / Constantly touching up makeup using a compact mirror / Constantly checking cell phone for messages (text or voice) / High pitch or low raspy voice depending on mood / Sliding the tip of one’s index fingernail up and down along the side of the thumb beside it / Playing with their glasses (spectacles).

( Smoking / Drinking / Gambling / Other addiction. )

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Thea: [/comes from a religious family, will believe in the godly and divine beings until the day she dies] Thea: ... Thea: [/befriends, sleeps with, has child with and commits to a lifelong relationship with a God Slayer]

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Sarushima Maria

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1 Photoset per Witch: Number 4 - Sarushima Maria

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Happy Birthday Maria Sarushima!! 26/10

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ICE COLD / aisuakumaga:

“Medical centre..?” And he suddenly remembered the deep wound on his side hidden beneath his shirt, the reason he had headed this way. The injury didn’t feel anything more than a dull ache to him but that wasn’t necessarily a good thing. “Oh, shit, yeah, I kinda got sliced up on my last job…”

Thankfully, the practice had been reasonably quiet today, with only routine appointments for the other nurses to see to.  “ I’ll bring you straight through to take a look at your injuries. ” Moving carefully around him, Thea opened the heavy front door for him, allowing Gray to pass through before heading past the waiting room and making her way to the appointment office.  “ Have you taken or applied any medication thus far? ”

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ICE COLD / aisuakumaga:

“S’okay, no big deal. You must be pretty blind or up in your thoughts though, you should pay more attention.”

       “ Knowing me, probably both. ” She chuckles softly in spite of her embarrassment.  “ Where you here for the medical centre, or did I just bump into you on your way down the street? ”

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@thunderruled

      “ Oh, for goodness sake, Caleb! You are not going out like that. ” 

Rubber-gloved hands came to rest on her hips, soaking the fabric of her denim shorts with soap suds. Her frustration was evident as she looked upon his barely-clothed form, brows furrowed as she continued to berate his apparent inability to dress himself.

       “ If you won’t wear a coat, at least wear a shirt! Honestly, you’re as bad as your father. ”

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@aisuakumaga

     “ Oh, my apologies! I hadn’t seen you there! ” 

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Happy birthday to Maria Sarushima!

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HEIR OF SABER  /  shxdim:

A smoke, that was all he wanted. Yep. So what if a certain Celestial Spirit Mage was supposed to be heading back today? That was completely irrelevant. He was standing outside just so he could smoke, that was the only possible reason for him to be out here right now.

At least, that was his story, and he was sticking to it.

Taking a drag on his pipe, Mordred leaned against the wall, green eyes focusing straight ahead. Nope, he wasn’t going to be looking down the street, as if he was actually waiting for someone, like a lovesick fool. He was an Orland, they were supposed to be above all that. And he wasn’t about to give his father another reason to berate him for bringing shame to the family name. There were enough of his habits that did that.

A voice calling out earned the mage’s attention, and he turned slightly to aim his good eye at the woman walking forward. She looked familiar, and not in the way that implied that he had fucked her in the past. Something involving Orga…? Spotting an infant settled against her chest answered that question: that this was his colleague’s… partner.

(Sure, he had made fun of the larger male for it in the past, but now… who the fuck knew where he was headed…)

“Yeah, that’s me. You’re Orga’s… woman, right…?”

At the sound of an unfamiliar voice, the infant nestled against his mother's chest stirred; trying his best to locate its source with all the strength of a human being only months in age. Whether or not Caleb had gotten a decent view of the infamous Saber Mage, Thea could not yet tell, but a reassuring hand rose to support the wrap that held him in place.

“ Thea Fedele, yes. ” It was no surprise to her that he hadn't recalled her name. Althea didn't really make a habit of socialising with her partner's guild any more than any of its members did with her and, in a way, she thought it better to keep it that way unless they were the ones to initiate (or if she found herself in a situation like this). From what she had heard from her husband...some of them were best left undisturbed.

Funnily enough, this man was probably one of those people, but with careful conversation, she was sure a few minutes of talk wouldn't do any harm. Her child, however, didn't find that his standing in the social situation was satisfactory, and had proceeded to make quite a vocal fuss about it. Sighing, the woman set down her basket and went about shifting the infant's form in the fabric cradle, leaving him with a better view of the man stood at Saber's door.

      “ Goodness me, you're so nosy, Caleb...is that better? ” 

His curious eyes blinked, and then looked to Mordred, now content as he lay against her. Much better, it seemed.

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                        LET ME BE THE HANDS THAT HEAL YOU.

                                       indie fairy tail oc. written by emily.