That awkward moment when you miss your own birthday -- again.
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That awkward moment when you miss your own birthday -- again.
❛┆☤┆███ ❝Looks like it. It’s pretty.❞ Compliments don’t make it better, Archie.
"Thanks, but -- it looked better when it was blonde. Maybe I should dye it." And maybe then people wouldn't tug on it so often.
❛┆☤┆███ ❝Oops — sorry about that.❞
"It's real if that's what you were wondering. Tugging on it is just rude.."
"Could you not pull my hair, please?"
Nonchalantly bumps into the nearest person. Nausea can be such a bitch.
█░░█ ♕ } — His hands slid down, linking together around her waist as he leaned his head against her shoulder. “And your wounds. Are they healing?” The blood left on his fingers alone told him of the damage he caused her in his tantrum. He couldn’t heal her — his kind wasn’t granted such properties — but he could inquire about her health. “Are they hurting you?”
A sigh is given at the feeling of his head upon her shoulder once more; fresh memories of his claws sinking into her flesh scattering her attention slightly as she replied, "Y-Yeah--...they're healing; slowly but surely." That and Flavius had forcibly healed them quite a bit earlier, despite her protests, but Dai didn't need to know that. "It's not the worst pain I've ever felt, but yeah, they hurt sometimes -- that's to be expected though."
█░░█ ♕ } — He fans his fingers over her shoulder blades, aware of where the remains of their last encounter are. They’re lucky his claws don’t share the same venom as his fangs. “Are you still upset with me, Rhea?”
A soft shrug of shoulders is given at the touch, not fond of the other's hands smoothing over her wounds. It was true that she'd been mad at the time, but as she had with most things, she'd gotten over it. "No, I'm not upset." She'll simply lace arms around the other in an attempt to keep him from the cold. "I'm alright."
█░░█ ♕ } — A jacket won’t be enough. Just going to casually nuzzle her.
She's not sure whether or not she should nuzzle back; their last meeting didn't go over so well, after all, and she still had the injuries to prove it.
█░░█ ♕ } — It’s summer, so why on earth is it cold tonight?
He can have her jacket, because she knows what the weather does to him.
;;rolls onto scorpio
squinting at bellus like ur celtic do you speak welsh do you speak gaelic do you speak breton i need to know these things u dumb sword fess up
❝Ah, two peas in a pod then — We really need to go and make ourselves known. Or at least, you do, I need people to believe me when I tell them I could eat them whole. Oh that’s a shame, whether you had people waiting or not wouldn’t you want to just look?❞
"See, I can't make myself known. I was renowned once upon a time, but now there are people after me, so... I'm in hiding, to make a long story short. I don't want to know what became of my home because Bellus and I were half the cause of it's fall. If I killed all those people -- I really don't want to know..."
“Wha? You think I made these? Fuck no. That blonde girl left ‘em on the doorstep. The one my brother swoons over. Let me in man, it’s raining.”
"Uhhh, Eve? Evi? Evelyn? Fuck, I don't remember," he admit, crimson pools narrowing slightly as he steps aside for the other; lord knows he'll force his way in even if Bellus refuses to move. "And I was hoping you'd died sometime in the nine months since your last visit."
"For the last time, I don't want any of your damn cookies." Bellus, that's not a Girl Scout.
You should have [ k i l l e d ] me when you had the ᴄʜᴀɴᴄᴇ.
It's so hot and I'm still tired from my shift yesterday so i'm taking a break. I'll be on Skype and probably on Phantom when I come back.
Pete And The Pirates – Blood Gets Thin