wordsofthespirits

[wordsofthespirits]

— [ She eyes Rody, who pours her a drink. He doesn't know the name of this drink, but it seems to be some kind of fancy wine. ]

🍸 — ❝ It's no problem, dear. Do let me know if anything I say troubles you. ❞

— [ The siren hums as she takes a sip of the wine, she smiles gently, though not helping to ease Rexer in the slightest. ]

🍸 — ❝ So I heard... there's a dog running around hunting my sweet bourbon here. I assume your deal has something to do with that? ❞

— [ Rody remains quiet, but nods as affirmation. ]

Heeled steps enter the location of Voix Forte. Taking a look around, Rexer merely takes in the atmosphere. It is a lavish but welcoming place. Turning his attention to the bar, Rexer smirks.

It was one of the first few prey he could deal with.

> "Hello there, Rody. I see you've been busy. Voix Forte... That's a lovely name. Did you come up with it? Or did she?"

He doesn't take a seat at the other's bar, rather intent on standing where he is, arms behind his back. There's a small gleam in his eye before turning to look for the songstress he heard so much about.

> "Still considering your offer?"

@protagonists-catastrophe

🍷 — ❝ Ah... Rexer. ❞

— [ A whisper leaves Rody's lips. His voice remains quiet, yet poised for any guests who may visit. Especially the "icy cold" Rexer. He turns his gaze to a door behind him, once the cooking room for the chefs of the Bistro, now a place to store drinks and other delicacies. ]

🍷 — ❝ ....She... is in the back... Taking a break, singing is an art after all. ❞

— [ A bead of sweat began to roll down Rody's forehead. The thought of making his choice never once crossed his mind ever since he met Rexer—considering he had other priorities. That location still burned in his mind. ]

🍷 — ❝ Yes. In fact, I'd like to discuss possible ideas and plans regarding your offer. ❞

[wordsofthespirits]

– [[❌️: WHAT THIS IS GREAT!! I LOVE THE ART!!! ]]

Archive of Alternate Realities CW: Tumblr nerfed the quality

Tales whispered by a hundred lost souls >>>>

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The Warm Sun in a Summer Serenity.

The sharpest snowflake in the ice.

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Okay, Shut up Winnie <3 I'll give you a companion soon!

[wordsofthespirits]

— [ With a pause in his step, hesitant to do what he was told. Rody opens the back door. Gesturing the timekeeper to follow him. The kitchen remained pristine as it used to be, with some boxes of wine and various alcohol. Making their way to the office. ]

🍸 — ❝ Why hello, Eleazar. ❞

— [ A young lady with a glittery dress sat on the table, graceful yet playful in her demeanour. She waves, nonchalant about mentioning the timekeeper's name, as if she's been expecting his appearance for God knows how long. ]

🍸 — ❝ I've heard about you from the rumors. You certainly know how to make an appearance. ❞

— [ Rody remains quiet, looking down to the floor. He may or may not have yapped about his deal with Rexer... ]

Heeled steps enter the location of Voix Forte. Taking a look around, Rexer merely takes in the atmosphere. It is a lavish but welcoming place. Turning his attention to the bar, Rexer smirks.

It was one of the first few prey he could deal with.

> "Hello there, Rody. I see you've been busy. Voix Forte... That's a lovely name. Did you come up with it? Or did she?"

He doesn't take a seat at the other's bar, rather intent on standing where he is, arms behind his back. There's a small gleam in his eye before turning to look for the songstress he heard so much about.

> "Still considering your offer?"

@protagonists-catastrophe

🍷 — ❝ Ah... Rexer. ❞

— [ A whisper leaves Rody's lips. His voice remains quiet, yet poised for any guests who may visit. Especially the "icy cold" Rexer. He turns his gaze to a door behind him, once the cooking room for the chefs of the Bistro, now a place to store drinks and other delicacies. ]

🍷 — ❝ ....She... is in the back... Taking a break, singing is an art after all. ❞

— [ A bead of sweat began to roll down Rody's forehead. The thought of making his choice never once crossed his mind ever since he met Rexer—considering he had other priorities. That location still burned in his mind. ]

🍷 — ❝ Yes. In fact, I'd like to discuss possible ideas and plans regarding your offer. ❞

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— [ ...That man in college.... What was his name? Oh... Richard... Rick...? Did Rexer shift into him?? ]

🍷 — ❝ Whatever. Ricardo. She wants to meet you. ❞

Heeled steps enter the location of Voix Forte. Taking a look around, Rexer merely takes in the atmosphere. It is a lavish but welcoming place. Turning his attention to the bar, Rexer smirks.

It was one of the first few prey he could deal with.

> "Hello there, Rody. I see you've been busy. Voix Forte... That's a lovely name. Did you come up with it? Or did she?"

He doesn't take a seat at the other's bar, rather intent on standing where he is, arms behind his back. There's a small gleam in his eye before turning to look for the songstress he heard so much about.

> "Still considering your offer?"

@protagonists-catastrophe

🍷 — ❝ Ah... Rexer. ❞

— [ A whisper leaves Rody's lips. His voice remains quiet, yet poised for any guests who may visit. Especially the "icy cold" Rexer. He turns his gaze to a door behind him, once the cooking room for the chefs of the Bistro, now a place to store drinks and other delicacies. ]

🍷 — ❝ ....She... is in the back... Taking a break, singing is an art after all. ❞

— [ A bead of sweat began to roll down Rody's forehead. The thought of making his choice never once crossed his mind ever since he met Rexer—considering he had other priorities. That location still burned in his mind. ]

🍷 — ❝ Yes. In fact, I'd like to discuss possible ideas and plans regarding your offer. ❞

[wordsofthespirits]

// In case ya'll asking what the hell Robin's been doing.

[wordsofthespirits]

🍷 — ❝ Keep her uninvolved, if at all possible. ❞

— [ Of course. He doesn't want his precious Siren injured. Rody wipes his forehead, praying the she is not eavesdropping on his conversation with Rexer. ]

🍷 — ❝ She has no place in this... feud of mine. ❞

— [ Rody coughed, pretending he was unaware of her wandering around in the back. Rody continues, the weight on his shoulders visible on his shrinking posture. ]

🍷 — ❝ And the other conditions are simple. Do not attempt to deviate from this deal by twisting my words. I am aware of the tale of "Monkey's Paw". And lastly, I do not want blood on my hands, literally and figuratively. ❞

Heeled steps enter the location of Voix Forte. Taking a look around, Rexer merely takes in the atmosphere. It is a lavish but welcoming place. Turning his attention to the bar, Rexer smirks.

It was one of the first few prey he could deal with.

> "Hello there, Rody. I see you've been busy. Voix Forte... That's a lovely name. Did you come up with it? Or did she?"

He doesn't take a seat at the other's bar, rather intent on standing where he is, arms behind his back. There's a small gleam in his eye before turning to look for the songstress he heard so much about.

> "Still considering your offer?"

@protagonists-catastrophe

🍷 — ❝ Ah... Rexer. ❞

— [ A whisper leaves Rody's lips. His voice remains quiet, yet poised for any guests who may visit. Especially the "icy cold" Rexer. He turns his gaze to a door behind him, once the cooking room for the chefs of the Bistro, now a place to store drinks and other delicacies. ]

🍷 — ❝ ....She... is in the back... Taking a break, singing is an art after all. ❞

— [ A bead of sweat began to roll down Rody's forehead. The thought of making his choice never once crossed his mind ever since he met Rexer—considering he had other priorities. That location still burned in his mind. ]

🍷 — ❝ Yes. In fact, I'd like to discuss possible ideas and plans regarding your offer. ❞

[wordsofthespirits]

🍷 — ❝ .....I believe you know my answer. ❞

— [ He rubs the edges of the glass in his hands. Hearing the sound of rattling in the back area, indicative of his Siren waking from her slumber. ]

🍷 — ❝ I will agree. On a few conditions, of course. ❞

Heeled steps enter the location of Voix Forte. Taking a look around, Rexer merely takes in the atmosphere. It is a lavish but welcoming place. Turning his attention to the bar, Rexer smirks.

It was one of the first few prey he could deal with.

> "Hello there, Rody. I see you've been busy. Voix Forte... That's a lovely name. Did you come up with it? Or did she?"

He doesn't take a seat at the other's bar, rather intent on standing where he is, arms behind his back. There's a small gleam in his eye before turning to look for the songstress he heard so much about.

> "Still considering your offer?"

@protagonists-catastrophe

🍷 — ❝ Ah... Rexer. ❞

— [ A whisper leaves Rody's lips. His voice remains quiet, yet poised for any guests who may visit. Especially the "icy cold" Rexer. He turns his gaze to a door behind him, once the cooking room for the chefs of the Bistro, now a place to store drinks and other delicacies. ]

🍷 — ❝ ....She... is in the back... Taking a break, singing is an art after all. ❞

— [ A bead of sweat began to roll down Rody's forehead. The thought of making his choice never once crossed his mind ever since he met Rexer—considering he had other priorities. That location still burned in his mind. ]

🍷 — ❝ Yes. In fact, I'd like to discuss possible ideas and plans regarding your offer. ❞

[wordsofthespirits]

Heeled steps enter the location of Voix Forte. Taking a look around, Rexer merely takes in the atmosphere. It is a lavish but welcoming place. Turning his attention to the bar, Rexer smirks.

It was one of the first few prey he could deal with.

> "Hello there, Rody. I see you've been busy. Voix Forte... That's a lovely name. Did you come up with it? Or did she?"

He doesn't take a seat at the other's bar, rather intent on standing where he is, arms behind his back. There's a small gleam in his eye before turning to look for the songstress he heard so much about.

> "Still considering your offer?"

@protagonists-catastrophe

🍷 — ❝ Ah... Rexer. ❞

— [ A whisper leaves Rody's lips. His voice remains quiet, yet poised for any guests who may visit. Especially the "icy cold" Rexer. He turns his gaze to a door behind him, once the cooking room for the chefs of the Bistro, now a place to store drinks and other delicacies. ]

🍷 — ❝ ....She... is in the back... Taking a break, singing is an art after all. ❞

— [ A bead of sweat began to roll down Rody's forehead. The thought of making his choice never once crossed his mind ever since he met Rexer—considering he had other priorities. That location still burned in his mind. ]

🍷 — ❝ Yes. In fact, I'd like to discuss possible ideas and plans regarding your offer. ❞

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The author speaks ❌️

Everyone! Finals is over! I am now free!!!!!!!

that means plot will happen! So ask away!!

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where's winnie!!!!!! we wanna see him!!!!!

"I'm here~! Oh, Auggie left his phone here— sorry if I'm not wearing anything for summer, this cardigan is pretty thin, anyways!"

[wordsofthespirits]

:0 JUNE!!! HIII YOURE SO PRETTY

*showers you in confetti and glitter sparkles*

🍸 — ❝  Aw...That's gonna be a lot to clean up, dear...  ❞

[wordsofthespirits]

Wow! Your name is June, right? You look so pretty!

I heard from a few people that you came from Austrailia. So, is it really true that there's big spiders and other weird animals? Do you have a favorite? Are you ever scared of them?

🍸 — ❝ well... I can't exactly list my favourites! There's an awful lotta huge animals and creepy crawlies where I came from! ❞

— [ June sighs. Finding no reason to lie about her answer. ]

🍸 — ❝ I guess my favourite has to be the Tasmanian Devil, what about you? what's your pick? ❞

[wordsofthespirits]

>[For June.]

"On my gods, are you a goddess? Because you're waaayyy more beautiful than Aphrodite!"

>[The bow bows at June. Appreciating her beauty.]

> @deltablythe

🍸 ❝  Careful there, darling... I heard if you say that, you're damning them to Aphrodite's wrath... You don't want that for me, do you?  ❞

[wordsofthespirits]

Hi miss!

🍸 ❝  Hello, darling!  ❞

[wordsofthespirits]

꒰🍷꒱ ── ⌞ 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠. ⌝

❌ [[ tape unlocked! ]]

🍸 ❝  Hm...  ❞

The soft clatter of dishes fills the empty air, tiny echoes curling around her like the quiet whispers of an invisible audience. Far from the sea. Far from her world. Far from everything that matters. She folds herself into the silence, lets it settle over her shoulders like a shawl, delicate and fragile as lace.

June perches on the edge of the stage, letting her sparkly dress fan out, shimmering under the dim light like a thousand stars caught in a net. Her legs dangle, toes just brushing the floor, the dress twirling in soft ripples around her small, round frame.

🍸❝Hello, Rody...❞ she sings, her voice like bells chiming in the dark, a sound that wraps around you and doesn’t let go.

Rody shuffles, his smile crooked as he scratches the back of his neck, a light flush painting his cheeks.

🍷 ❝Eheh, am I really your favorite, June?❞ His foot taps out a rhythm only he can hear.

🍸❝Of course~❞ Her smile blooms, wide and warm, a secret tucked just behind her eyes. She shifts, smoothing out her dress, fingers gentle as petals against the fabric. ❝You’re my trusted bodyguard. I put all my faith in you.❞

He laughs, a soft, shy sound, his cheeks even redder. ❝Well… guests might be coming in soon. Do I have permission to open Voix Forte now?❞

June’s smile glows, soft and sweet, spilling like honey, dripping down into the empty spaces.

🍸❝Oh, guests~! I’d be delighted to host them~!❞

[[ June is now open for questions and interactions! ]]

[wordsofthespirits]

꒰🍷꒱ ── ⌞ 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐨, 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠. ⌝

❌ [[ tape unlocked! ]]

🍸 ❝  Hm...  ❞

The soft clatter of dishes fills the empty air, tiny echoes curling around her like the quiet whispers of an invisible audience. Far from the sea. Far from her world. Far from everything that matters. She folds herself into the silence, lets it settle over her shoulders like a shawl, delicate and fragile as lace.

June perches on the edge of the stage, letting her sparkly dress fan out, shimmering under the dim light like a thousand stars caught in a net. Her legs dangle, toes just brushing the floor, the dress twirling in soft ripples around her small, round frame.

🍸❝Hello, Rody...❞ she sings, her voice like bells chiming in the dark, a sound that wraps around you and doesn’t let go.

Rody shuffles, his smile crooked as he scratches the back of his neck, a light flush painting his cheeks.

🍷 ❝Eheh, am I really your favorite, June?❞ His foot taps out a rhythm only he can hear.

🍸❝Of course~❞ Her smile blooms, wide and warm, a secret tucked just behind her eyes. She shifts, smoothing out her dress, fingers gentle as petals against the fabric. ❝You’re my trusted bodyguard. I put all my faith in you.❞

He laughs, a soft, shy sound, his cheeks even redder. ❝Well… guests might be coming in soon. Do I have permission to open Voix Forte now?❞

June’s smile glows, soft and sweet, spilling like honey, dripping down into the empty spaces.

🍸❝Oh, guests~! I’d be delighted to host them~!❞

[[ June is now open for questions and interactions! ]]

[wordsofthespirits]

✧ for rexer >:3 (since robin isn't here, why not rody answering this?)

🍷 Rody to Rexer

I would kill you. ✧ I would physically hurt you. (or at least try to) ✧ I would attack you unprovoked. ✧ I would manipulate you. ✧ I dislike you. ✧ You annoy me. ✧ You scare me. ✧ You intimidate me. ✧ I hope I intimidate you. ✧ I pity you. ✧ You disgust me. ✧ I hate you. ✧ I’m indifferent toward you. ✧ I’d like to get to know you better. ✧   I’d like to spend more time with you. ✧ I’d like to be friends with you. ✧  I’m unsure what to think of you. ✧ I’m unsure how I feel about you. ✧ You are my friend. ✧ You are my best friend. ✧ You are my mentor. ✧ I look up to you. ✧ I respect you. ✧ You are my hero. ✧ You inspire me. ✧ You are my enemy. ✧ You make me happy. ✧ I want to protect you. ✧ I would fight by your side. ✧ I consider you an equal. ✧ I think you are beneath me. ✧ I think you are above me. ✧ I would lie for you. ✧ I would lie to you. ✧ I would sleep with you. ✧ I would sleep by your side. ✧ I would hug you. ✧ I would kiss you. ✧ You are family to me. ✧ I would die for you. ✧ I would kill for you. ✧ I would trust you with my life. ✧ I would trust you with my most precious belonging. ✧ I would trust you with a secret. ✧ I would trust you with my biggest / darkest secret. ✧ I love you (platonically). ✧ I love you (romantically).