sisi:
“have you seen an owl? very cute? he comes to hector.”
“lost him already have you?”
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@cfswitzerland
sisi:
“have you seen an owl? very cute? he comes to hector.”
“lost him already have you?”
Lukas: You can say that again.
Lukas: His previous owners probably. Now? He gets all the pets he wants.
thomas: well they clearly didn't deserve him
thomas: how long have you had him?
sisi: not creepy at all !
thomas: keeps you young us suppose
sisi: just because I took a faulty test O N C E
sisi: where are you so I can kick your ass
thomas: and yet got all our hopes up
thomas: behind you xoxo
sisi: r u calling me FAT THOMAS
sisi: 🍅
thomas: i thought you were the pregnant one?
sisi: plot twist: i am ur mother
thomas: wait...
thomas: you're a tomato too?
rosalie:
My face is burned.
“that doesn’t sound good at all. what happened?”
Lukas: I'm sorry to everyone if Kazmer jumps on you.
Lukas: He's honestly a sweetheart and just wants to be petted.
thomas: the only people you can trust are those who are unbothered by that.
thomas: who could deny a precious angel wanting petting?
vlad:
The old car was World War 2 issue and covered in rust. The vehicle was a complete write off and Vlad knew it. He had bought it for a few hundred euro of a local and doubted it would work, but the fix up would at least be fun. He had it shipped up to the Villa he was staying at and it sat on a slight incline just outside. Vlad, after his usual strict morning routine or working out, coffee and writing, had thrown on his old jeans and and headed out to work on the car. An hour in and a fine sheen of sweat had begun on his forehead, his hands oily and fresh prints donned his pants. He was that deep in concentration, that he barely heard the 80s rock and roll blaring from his phone, hooked up to speakers on the backseat of the car. He also never heard the persona approach until there was a shadow thrown over the car. He glanced over his shoulder, cheek smeared with oil and smiled at them. “Hey…sorry, is the music bothering you?”
since arriving to his current location, thomas had been bombarded by the drag of diplomatic matters and constant meetings with advisors who reported back to his father. not that he particularly minded the duties that he’d been gifted with, but he’d hoped that at some point he might be able to catch up with people that had not crossed his path in a long time. knowing the older he got, the less he seemed to see others who did not border with switzerland. it was not for any one reason, nor was it intentional — it was purely down to life. so upon learning that the ukrainian prince made it safely to greece, tom went to seek him. the search was short-lived due to starting out in the garage, yet it was attention that needed to be caught among the blaring music. for a moment he considered kicking the other. avoiding it for fear of unrest between two countries. instead he moved to block the light, causing vlad to turn. “music bothering me?” he questioned, quirking a brow. “what’s bothering me is your inability to check your phone.” motioning to the device’s whereabouts.
olympia:
the greek ran her hand over the delicate flowers of the garden. her mother had spent so many years tending. it was often olympia’s safe haven of the stresses of the palace, and being a royal. and truly, if she was given the chance she would rather stay in greece than leave this all behind. somehow it felt like the flowers had helped in growing her, teaching her patience and that all beautiful things wilt but then grow from the hardships. and the thought of leaving this brought tears to her eyes.
she turned her head, and then looked back to the white rose. “beautiful, isn’t it?”
escaping to the garden always seemed the best way to step aside from a day of duties. whilst the surroundings might have changed from his home, thomas was glad to take in the different displays as a way to distract himself — thinking mostly on the fact that he’d been away from his people for an extensive amount of time. the walk managed to soothe some of that mindset. only enough till he took note of the figure in front of him. when she turned, he mustered a faint smile, before it immediately ceased. “incredibly beautiful.” he agreed, taking a step closer to her. “are you quite alright? of course, i don’t mean to pry.”
sisi: its your worst nightmare.
sisi: aka, the queen of hell. or known as the gold digger
thomas: did you take my money when i was in need?
thomas: but if this is sisi then who is my favorite simpsons character?
thomas: think carefully
closed starter / eleanora .
thomas found that he could be almost carefree when it came to athens. home seemed to be the dwelling of his responsibility, not that he minded much ( groomed from a young age for the role of ruler ) but it was nice to take some time away from diplomatic matters. some might have believed a betrothal to fall under that category. the swiss prince believed otherwise, wanting to make the effort to make the relationship more than just a cold, clinical process to bind two houses. that was why he took himself to the rooms of eleanora. guards directed him to the right door that she was behind. although he was mostly hopeful that his presence wouldn’t be a disruption to her day — deciding to knock gently on the door before speaking aloud. “forgive the intrusion.” he apologised, offering her a smile. “i thought we might do something today? if you are free of course.” // @prncessxnora
sisi: TOMATO!!
sisi: ARE YOU IN GREECE !?
thomas: who is this?
thomas: i am not a liberty to give away this information
zelda:
❝ So … uhm … ❞ She loves to be around people , yes - but she’s not the best at conversation. She finds it awkward to try and START , with people that some she may know a little , but others just barely. Her mind is going in a million directions as well , eyes focused on the puzzle in front of her that’s supposed to paint a beautiful picture of the northern lights. She just … doesn’t want to be stuck in this AWKWARD SILENCE until then. ❝ … D-Did you … Did you hear the news about the Opportunity rover yesterday … ?? It … I-It broke my heart a little bit. ❞
thomas was practically trained in polite conversation, especially when it came to strangers. it wasn’t that he did not like to initiate or engage, but he was never one to disrupt somebody when they were in the middle of something that required attention, and so he was glad when the other spoke up — eyes looking away from his book, and over to the individual piecing together a puzzle. “no, i have not.” he offered a soft smile before closing his book, placing it to one side. “how did it break your heart? i am so behind on anything out of diplomatic matters, it would be nice to hear something normal.”
Markus: Does anyone know if there is a bookshop near by?
Markus: I'll rather be there than stay cooped up here, at least it'll be quieter.
Thomas: i'm not entirely sure, though there are advisors around.
Thomas: perhaps you could grab a book from the library and head down to the beach?