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MOVING JUSTINES GOD DAMN BLOG SO THAT IT AINT A SIDEBLOG WILL LINK WHEN IM DONE
Every once in awhile I feel like I’m about to remember something, then it just doesn’t come. It’s frustrating too not know.
An Appointment
clonedjustice:
Justine hesitated, thinking back to how much money she had. She stared very intensely into the distance as she did. Then she came back and said hesitantly. “I have emergency savings id been keeping. I think this qualifies as an emergency, I don’t make much so I can’t pay much unless I skipped out on some meals which I could probably do.”
The calculous was playing out in her head as she spoke out loud. “Can I pay half now and whatever the balance is at the end?” An eye popped out of the right side of her neck, looking around nervously. She quickly forced it to go away.
Elodie’s brow furrowed. She had to pay the bills, but this was clearly someone who desperately needed help, and she wasn’t in the business of scalping desperate people out of their life’s savings.
“Y’know…how about you just pay me as much as you can afford, okay?” she asked. “Consider the rest a favor, and you’ll just owe me one, alright?”
All things considered, Justine probably wasn’t a bad person to have owe her a favor.
Justine’s expression didn’t change much but a slight look of concern confusion about the word favor being used. Justine’s right leg bobbed nervously as she sat. This isn’t an illegal shady thing, was it? No probably not. Justine paused and breathed if it was something illegal she wanted in the future she’d just say no and it wouldn’t be a big deal. “Ok, that sounds reasonable to me I guess.”
She definitely felt a little guilty that she was getting a discount. She went a little bit quiet. There wasn’t much she could do, she really needed to know who she was more than anything else in the world.
“I’m not human and knowing what I am is more important than anything else.” She had a gut feeling, that curiosity is what killed the cat. She really hoped that Elodie could find out without getting hurt, she seemed like a good person.
I accidentally found my way to NSFW twitter... none of you are free from sin...
I saw a picture of a lady knight a while ago, and Im still thinking about how I want to be that.
Ok fine maybe it's multiple pictures of lady knights I'm still thinking of.
thesenseswillshowtomyheart replied to your post “I almost got mugged today but I panicked a bit and turned into a mass...”
Justine who exactly do you think is enforcing this shit
I don’t know that’s why I’m so concerned!
An Appointment
clonedjustice:
Justine paused a bit miffed by that. Elodie for a moment seemed like she had answers, Justine was willing to pay anything for those. “I don’t believe I have, and I haven’t visited any museums or encountered anything outside the norm.” She forced herself into a calm. Her breathing was back to normal, and her expression calm. “The only symptom is wings and eyes.” She held strong, she smoothed out the apron on her Barista uniform. It seemed as quickly as the possibility flooded her mind with panic all signs of panic were gone. She made direct eye contact with Elodie. The kind you only make when your trying way too hard to be propper with no idea how to.
“Okay, probably not magical artifact exposure, then,” Elodie said, still staring straight down at her phone.
She made another note.
“Okay, I’m going to look into it tomorrow morning. In the meantime, it seems like your outbreaks might be stress-related, so I’d advise looking into some mindfulness exercises or something, that might help as a stopgap while we look for answers.”
She put down her phone and looked up.
“Do you want to discuss payment now, or when the job is done?”
Justine hesitated, thinking back to how much money she had. She stared very intensely into the distance as she did. Then she came back and said hesitantly. “I have emergency savings id been keeping. I think this qualifies as an emergency, I don’t make much so I can’t pay much unless I skipped out on some meals which I could probably do.”
The calculous was playing out in her head as she spoke out loud. “Can I pay half now and whatever the balance is at the end?” An eye popped out of the right side of her neck, looking around nervously. She quickly forced it to go away.
An Appointment
clonedjustice:
“You mean there could be more?” She looked a bit like she had been cheated in a game of poker. “Demigods, what? But also what is this ‘Underworld’ thing?” She looked concerned and confused. “If those rules only apply to humans, then I’d like the full set of them for whatever I am supposed to be please.” She locked eyes with Elodie barely keeping her calm, the ethereal quality she had earlier replaced with intensity.
“Rules are the most important thing in a person’s life, without an understanding of rules… everything falls to chaos! Without order there is nothing.” She leaned forward in her chair, hands on her knees. Her breathing briefly grew panicked, before she managed to bring it back to a calm in and out.
“I dunno,” said Elodie. “You never know with shapeshifters, especially late-development powers…”
She furrowed her brow a bit at Justine’s comment about rules. That was…interesting. It certainly gave her a direction to look in, at least.
“Sorry, I don’t exactly know what you are yet, but I might have a lead. I’m gonna have a talk with an old friend of mine, see if he can’t lend a little insight. He works mostly with magical artifacts, but I think this kind of phenomenon might still be in his wheelhouse.”
She scrolled down on her page of notes.
“Have you come in contact with anything that may have been magical in the past month or so?”
Justine paused a bit miffed by that. Elodie for a moment seemed like she had answers, Justine was willing to pay anything for those. “I don’t believe I have, and I haven’t visited any museums or encountered anything outside the norm.” She forced herself into a calm. Her breathing was back to normal, and her expression calm. “The only symptom is wings and eyes.” She held strong, she smoothed out the apron on her Barista uniform. It seemed as quickly as the possibility flooded her mind with panic all signs of panic were gone. She made direct eye contact with Elodie. The kind you only make when your trying way too hard to be propper with no idea how to.
I almost got mugged today but I panicked a bit and turned into a mass of wings and eyes, then the guy ran away. Does this count as breaking the rules? Am I going to be in trouble?
Also, my work clothes are ruined, today hasn’t been very good.
I can’t figure out how to make the feathers on my wings soft when they grow. I wonder if that’s normal?
Y’all ever get those random ghost-shivers, where it isn’t even cold or anything, but all of a sudden it feels like you are full of static electricity and you shake uncontrollably?
The pictures might make it seem like a slow process, but this really happens very rapidly in just a few seconds
One just hit me
I once heard that this is your brain randomly zapping you with electrical signals to make sure you’re not dead. Not sure if that’s true.
My brain, seeing if I’m alive or dead: VIBE CHECK!!!
girls
I really wish I knew my own age in more than “This is when the foster system found you and estimate your age at”
I am not doing a promo
Ok, that’s a lie this is a promo.
I throw rocks at small children, flirt unintentionally, and generally make horrible life decisions.
But underneath it all, I’m really in it to make friends. NOT, I’m here to become a god.
Screw friendship, screw meaningful relationships, what I want is power.
I’m a child of Loki and I’m not just here to play.
I have found out my family does not follow me on here, not even the sister who encouraged I get a Tumblr.
I feel comfortable posting about the weird stuff in my life now that I know I won’t concern them with it.
Ok so internet, I’ve been growing random wings out of my everywhere whenever I get too anxious and want to run away and when I’m paranoid I grow eyes where they shouldn’t be. The eyes are fully functional, and it is concerning. The wings don’t usually work cause it’s only one at a time, but the feathers are sharp very and can cut things.
why are girls so attractive??? i’m not complaining just impressed