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IM returning here too i gotta check if im still on ml but otherwise iâll be continuing the threads with the ppl that are still active on the group! Wait a moment tho i need a little time to get everything running smoothly....
omoikitta:
  [ አ] Her head canted at the comment. âNo more? Huh? Are they not a thing? Well, at least where Iâm from, theyâre pretty much the new exciting thing! Thereâs regular idols where you are, right?â Striking a dramatic pose for a moment, she grinned wide, âYep! Thatâs us!â
â Well entire industry came to a halt for few years. I am honoured to be part of the studio thatâs reviving it... âÂ
â But thatâs a good energy, not too shabby at all fufu... itâs a shame I canât witness you as a whole though. â
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reforgery:
ââŠâ
What a frustrating, narrow-minded, stubborn woman.Â
âYou must be a civilian, to think that way,â he muttered quietly. âIâm none of those things.â
To make so many wrong guessesâŠit reminded him of his ownersâ wives. Elegant, beautiful creatures with no knowledge of the outside world. Most of them were kinder than this girl, though. Prettier, too. But Yamanbagiri wisely kept that to himself.Â
Instead, he waited until a random stranger walked by, and stopped them by dumping his load of coins in their pockets instead.Â
He felt more at ease with his hands free, anyways.
Maybe it was the tone of this womanâs voice, or the way she looked at him, so superior in her own beliefsâbut Yamanbagiri was completely irked. For all that she was dressed like a lady, she acted like a child.Â
âYou donât mind, right?â he said, in a rare show of sarcasm.Â
âSince you threw them away already.â
She giggles.Â
â Civilian? Is there something bad on being civilian... Whatever might you mean. Pray tell.. what is your position? â
But that indeed confirms - either heâs someone of important position or someone from the faraway pasts not unlike the books of her family store. As she watches the other throwing her hard earned coins to others she imagines the possible lifelines he might have liven through... She doesnât really care about her coins. However...
â My oh my... â
â Throwing gifts away like that. What a gruesome man you are... â
aste-eres:
Her eyes wandered to the one who was rude to her as she smirked and decided it was alright to let a little bit of her âtrueâ persona show.
âAh pardon me, but you are in my way. little one, and if I were you I would be careful who I am being rude too⊠you know what⊠unfortunate circumstances can be bestowed upon such a little mistakeâ
She stood there not moving as she looked to the back of the woman, the wolf was watching as the lady spoke softly once more but more to the wolf.
âI would protect herâŠso donât think about doing anything badâ
â Hm? â
â I am not being rude. I am simply stating that you were standing in front of a door. I believe that is especially rude for the ones inside as well. â
She sighs.Â
â But to think I am met with crude threats when all I want is to step inside a shop....  It is you whoâs being selfish, I daresay. â
byebyelullaby:
[That line was enough to get Chris riled up.]Â âIâm not losing to anyth-â
[âŠoh. The girlâs compliment took a moment to sink in, but once it did, it completely shut Chris up. She fidgeted around, playing with the frills.]
âD-Donât lie like thatâŠâ [Unlike the previous denial, Chrisâ words didnât hold the same ferocity as before. Did it really look good on her? She wasnât just saying it to make fun of her, right?]
â Now what? â
â Accusing me for a liar are you not? And here I am saying such nice things too... â
Ferocious glint on her delicate face showed unintended contrast. The effect however was only momentarily, her features smoothed out soon enough. She lightly tapped her shoulder.
â Iâm no liar. Keep that in mind. â
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kireiiya:
nail biting | throat clearing | lying | interrupting | chewing the ends of pens | smoking | swearing | knuckle cracking | thumb sucking | muttering under their breath | talking to themselves | nose picking | binge drinking | oversleeping | snacking between meals | skipping meals | picking at skin | impulse buying | talking with their mouth full | humming / singing to themselves | chewing gum | leg jiggling | foot tapping | hair twirling | whistling | eye rolling | licking lips | sniffing | squinting | rubbing hands together | jaw clenching | gesturing while talking | putting feet up on tables | tucking hair behind ears | chewing lips | crossing arms over chest | putting hands on hips | rubbing the back or their neck | being late | procrastinating | doodling | shredding paper | peeling off bottle labels | forgetfulness | running hands through hair | overreacting | teeth grinding | nostril flaring | slouching | pacing | drumming fingers | fist clenching | pinching bridge of nose | rubbing temples | rolling shoulders
mxjestatis:
    âHere? Well, some have been suitably impressed. Itâs not an insignificant title, though some have confused it for being part of the royal familyâŠâ
   He shrugged. âNobody grasps the significance of it.
â Are you one of those that has to complain about every new thing that is invented? â
â The fact they do not shows your position now. Most have enough sense to leave such relics behind... â
aste-eres:
âAs the world spends around and around on itself,
Nothing truly changes, the realms stay the same,
those that disappear only reunite
with the first world, the true world.â
Kitty was sing songing the hymen of old, her eyes on the woman as she smiled to her and spoke in a soft tone:
âDepends on the reason and why you should, do you wish it to be kept or do you want it gone? I know not the riddle you speak off but in a way, I do know that too,â
She would rub the back of her head as she smiled:
âSorry my bad, where are my manners, Iâm Kitty and you are?â
Ah pleasing voice... However Chacha has an order of importance.
â Well said... Indeed, where are you manners? â
â Before introductions you should at least step from my way. Follow as you like but let me into the shop first. â
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reforgery:
(A beggar?)
He narrowed his eyes, displeased with the human female. For a replica, he had his pride, too.
âThank you, but I donât need any help.â
âAnd I donât perform for strangers. Iâm a weapon, not a show piece.âÂ
If anything, the only place heâd show off was the battlefield, and even thenâit would still be under his hood. With a frown, Yamanbagiri scooped up the coins from the groundâboth hers and those of others whoâd passed byâgathering it in a pile in his hands with the cough drops.
âHere. You can take this back.â
â Oh? So, you are simply lazing about? â
A weapon he says.... Chacha gives a quizzical look as she ponders over his words. What could he mean? Surely itâs not literal so perhaps heâs an assassin of sorts.... Or perhaps something else... Either way perhaps his business wasnât going well, why else would he be idling in the streets...
Stories of betrayal, blood... Maybe some spicing with intense love and rivalry. What sort of riveting tale might he have been living.
â A ninja perhaps? Or maybe youâre just being shy?â
â Oh, since I already threw them away so I do not really want them back. âÂ
omoikitta:
     [ አ] âB-Business? No, no, I think youâre mistaken! Iâm a school idol! Όâs hasnât even been around for a year yet!â
Sheâs surprised for a second.Â
â My! School idol is it? What a nostalgic word! I thought there were no more of those.. I mean with how the industry fell such activities did as well for the most part.â
â ÎŒâs? Is that your group? â
Somehow it sounded vaguely familiar... Maybe she was just imagining it though.
theformerace:
In this city, Suruga finds no shortage of people who are happy to keep to themselves. Similarly, she also finds no shortage of people who happily approach her, be it in greeting or in a request for assistance. This case, itâs the latter, and the girl pauses and accords the other with a smile.
Even if this specific question is a bit strange.
âWell, well! I may not have superhuman strength, but I am most certainly not a pushover, I will have you know!â
After placing her hands on her waist, she erupts in robust laughter.
âBut really, is there anything I can help you with?â
 Chacha responds the laughter with a smile pleased with her choice. People readied to help others with a smile on their face are usually pleasant to be acquainted with after all.Â
â I should hope so... Â But well you see...â
â I am trying to get to the shrine over there.. I have heard good things of it you see and I would like to pay my respects... â
She sighs deeply.Â
â However it seems my body has failed me... Itâs not quite well in health to begin with but regardless. I need to get up there. â
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coolheadedhozuki:
The library was no doubt a special place for Hozuki. He was a shameless bookworm since young age and not only his visits to Hellâs library were frequent, but his own room was a small book depository where he could spend hours occupying his mind in an activity of low stress and high value.
Hive Cityâs library couldnât even be compared to his homelandâs, but was also a pleasant place and one of the first he visited in his early days of captivity, where he met the man that became his best friend, Daylen. Due all this, would be extremely difficult to find him in a bad mood in such place.
Immersed in the pages, he just noticed the pretty girl nearby when she addressed him directly - and he was about to nod and thank her for the praise when the next lines revealed to be a reprehension. Well, put his respect for books in doubt was too much, but she wasnât completely wrong.
âYou have a point. Though, itâs the respect for the books that made me decide it.â He says and takes the hat off, revealing the horn. âItâs safer this way in case of any accident or bump, and makes people around more calm, too. This is a place of quietness and some can be uneasy before the sight of a demon in the library, donât you think?â
âAs you can see, Iâm a very considerate individual, lady.â
Chachaâs eyes widen gaining excited glint that comes with her usual smile. She doesnât have to ask (though granted thereâs temptation to give it a tug) to see itâs a real one. What creature may he be? An oni perhaps? The appearance seems different from the pictures though, she cannot be sure but it wouldnât be a surprise for them to bear faults. Â
The foul mood is long gone now. As an avid story reader itâs only natural sheâd be excited to meet with an actual specimen. A polite one at that.
â Well, I must say you have me surprised. â
â But I still question the necessity of it... Is the fabric really enough to protect from a bump? Wouldnât the horn push through it? â
Thatâs not to say she doesnât fully see his point. In front of unexpected people do sometimes dawdle, gaping their mouths in astonishment. Even grow fearful. But regardless....
â Moreover... Only weak-minded would falter due to mere appearances, donât you think? â
antisocialing:
( m-me?! a-ah ⊠but! )
(Â they just hiked up the prices of tickets d-didnât they? i couldnât possibly accept such a k-kind gesture from a stranger w-without doing something in return! )
â Oh I would not really hand pricey tickets for just anyone either. But these were free of charge, you see?  Gods of fortune accompanied me in lottery raffle today... â
â Now shall we go? Or will you wriggle some more? â
byebyelullaby:
[Something amiss? After getting her in this dress, the girl still found something wrong?! She opened her mouth, ready to complain, when the girl grabbed her face. And before she could even properly react outside of turning a deeper shade of red, she was turned around. Huffing, Chris shrugged the girlâs hands away.]Â
âItâs⊠Itâs fluffy. I donât know! Something as⊠as c-cute as this⊠It doesnât fit me!â
Chacha sighs as she takes a step back. It seems their opinions continue to mismatch... The other keeps insisting on overestimating itsâ power. Chacha, however, will not. One clothing may not fit everyone but sheâs certainly not blind. She sees when it does. Fairly confident she arms herself with a sincere smile.
â So, you will lose to a mere dress? â
â To compare how it seemed on the display Iâd say it has far more charm now though... â
omoikitta:
    [ አ] âHmm⊠do you think if I tried to get together and idol group in this place, people would be interested? I wonder if anyone sings hereâŠâ
â What do I hear...? â
â Have I met a comrade...? How long have you been in the business? â
Ayyyyy
keravny:
[â]Â Despite her sharp tone, this girl seems to have been affected none. Sheâs still smiling and talking as if they were old acquaintances suddenly happening to meet up.
Indiscreetly, the ghost tucks her legs and tugs on her dress to hide them.
âDo you really believe I have any interest in what youâre saying at all?â
âNot all ghosts like to prance around and do parlor tricks for your human enjoyment, you know. Get lost, already!â She growls.
She really has put something wrong it seems. Chacha tilts her head thoughtfully trying to go back on her words. Nothing strikes off... Apologizing for something she doesnât grasp feels shallow, sheâd at least have to figure out what it is....
â ...parlour tricks? â
â Is complimenting ghost legs somehow different from complimenting the legs of the living...? â