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@cmpath-blog
"An empath? I believe I’ve heard of people like that before, though never met one in all honesty. I hope that talent of yours has a rather positive effect on you and others. Oh, right, I almost forgot, my name is Taichi Fujisaki."
❝ AH, WE ARE a dying breed, ❞
HE SAYS WITH a faint chuckle, extending his hand to the other.
Arms crossed, she takes a step closer and presses into his space with all the cool disdain she can mimic. “So you’re sorry? You seem pretty good at apologizing for your screw-ups. That your talent?”
FOR A SPLIT second, there is a flash of anger. but it disappears quickly, the empath keeping his temper in check. he had never 'blown up' and he didn't ever intend on it. but he smoothed his jacket, fixing the girl with a piercing brown gaze, lips thin. taking his time to respond, he cleared his throat before finally answering.
❝ IT WOULD BE no talent at all. however, i think that harassing a stranger for apologizing could be a talent. it's probably yours. ❞
zookeepers | ishimaruexe
. : [ Kiyotaka was told to guide the new employee in the zoo. It was a while since he had started looking for the guy, it was pretty obvious how on what he was supposed to look for: a nervous, worried, and lost quite young man. Once he found him, he ran after him and touched his shoulder in order for him to turn around and face him. He offered a bright smile as soon as the looked at him. ]
❝You must be the new employee, if I stand corrected!❞
HE JUMPED WHEN he felt a hand on his shoulder, spinning to face the unknown person. it turned out to be another employee, and with a nervous laugh, gou extended his hand for a handshake.
❝ I AM THE new employee... gou tsukino! i'm thinking you are kiyotaka-san? ❞
HE TRIED TO talk as slowly as he could without sounding stupid. if he talked too fast, he would begin to stutter. his nerves made him talk fast, so he clenched his fists and tried to talk normally.
She listens, her hand still on his forehead; the spare on her own. She had to make sure he wasn’t too hot— to make sure she didn’t have to take him directly to the hospital. After all, who wants to be in such a suffocating place where they prod you with odds and ends; touch you with those cold hands?
“So I need peppermint for your stomach, licorice root for your throat.. maybe something for your fever— for now I’m going to get a cold towel, okay?”
She pauses in her ramble, to give him a gentle smile.
“It’s no problem, dearest."
IN HIS WEAKENED state, he still manages to give her a faint smile, nodding. when she began listing off the herbs, he began to relax slightly. she sounded like she knew what she was doing. exhaling loudly and slowly, the empath lets his eyes briefly slip shut.
❝ Hmhm… I am from a country with lots of snow, but I still cannot find myself liking the extreme cold… How convenient; in a sarcastic manner, of course. ❞
A single chuckle falls to the soft gusts of cool air. She clenches both fists and tucks them deep into her pockets, ducking her head somewhat as a way to keep close to her woolen scarf’s warmth.
❝ Let us travel inside, yes. I do not like the sensation of a numbing nose. ❞
THE COLD HAS never really bothered him, but noting how she accepts his offer to go inside, he decides he could accompany her somewhere warmer.
❝ SOME PEOPLE JUST never really adapt to the cold no matter what, ❞
HE SAYS WITH a laugh, tilting his head and motioning towards a dainty little coffee shop that's merely a block away.
❝ WHY DON'T WE step inside there? i'll treat you, if you'd like. ❞
oh my god im in an awful mood im rly sorry i cant do drafts rn i dont want to make u guys wait but i really cant i ,,
( okay so i messed up my science paper !! so i have to redo it and so i have to finish my drafts later i feel so bad !! )
cmpath
Aubrey was standing in the middle of the hallway, people parting around him. He had just stopped walking and looked at his phone. Boy did he need to learn how to text and walk. He was just asking for someone to run in to him. And what do you know? Someone did. The other’s coffee spilled all over him, causing him to hiss in disgust. What he didn’t notice is in addition to that his phone had gone flying out of his hands and into the crowd, most likely broken.
"You fucker!" He said, venom lacing his words. He glared at the other, awaiting a plead for forgiveness.
HE TURNS TO glance at the other, a look of horror on his face. he yanks his coffee cup back, the little liquid that's left sloshing around. he looks around desperately.
❝ I AM SO sorry! let me, er, clean you up, ❞
HE BEGINS, PANIC clear in his voice. noticing the other students beginning to clear the way, he pulls a packet of tissues from his pocket, patting down the other, face red.
okay i know i haven't been on for a while but i need to finish up my science paper so i'll be back either later tonight or tomorrow thank u all gbye
"…."
Uh oh. This person laughed at him. Or at least he thought so.
"Um…. Um… Maybe…I guess that’s a good idea."
Nervously, Pavel bent down and scooped some clothes up into his arms. He carefully felt around over to his laundry basket and dropped them in.
❝ ER, I CAN do it for you. since you can't see and all, ❞
HE OFFERED, STOOPING to pick up some of the chip bags. crumpling the empty ones in his fist, he glanced around for the trash can.
cmpath
” people are still playing christmas music. i might scream. ”
❝ HAHA. SOME PEOPLE just don't want the spirit of christmas to die, i suppose. ❞
i got 4 hours of sleep how am i even alive that was a bad idea . ... regret
i have the most awful tendency to text him cute stuff after he falls asleep and it's so embarrassing (':
guns, gangs, & guardian angels | shslcsi
HE WAKES TO find himself on the ground. he hurts all over, and he can't really remember what happened. but he knows it was probably bad. his whole body aches, and when he shifts, there's pain. he can't tell where, and he doesn't really want to know. there's the smell of his own blood, and it's coppery. he's aware it's leaking from his nose, and probably various other places. forcing himself to push himself up on one arm (the pain he feels causing him to hiss, teeth grinding together). there's a brick wall at the end of the alley and a dumpster, reeking of trash. graffiti covers the walls, but nothing really seems to stand out. finally, he has enough sense to search for his phone, rolling onto his back slowly and searching through his pockets. lucky enough, he still had his phone. so he pulls it out (noting how it had become cracked) and dials the police. it hurts to talk, but he forces something out, his jaw aching.
❝ H-HELLO? I'VE BEEN attacked... i don't know where i am. ❞
ok um i drafted everything & so im gonna get some sleep mayb !! prob not but um ya so !! later space nerds
"Thanks…"
As Pavel unlocked the door he took a deep breath. It wasn’t that we was embarrassed of what his room looked like, it was that he knew other people would judge him for it.
Slowly, he pushed his door open, revealing a mess of wires and chip bags. There were crumpled clothes all over, electronics strewn around the room, but it still smelled very nice. Like flowers. It was obvious now why he couldn’t find the glasses.
"So, here it is…"
❝ AT LEAST IT doesn't smell bad, ❞
HE SAID AFTER a moment, laughing. brown eyes scan the room, narrowing slightly. he hummed some- thing, taking a step into the mess, careful not to tread on anything.
❝ HOW ABOUT I help you tidy up in here? that might be easier, ❞
HE SUGGESTED, RAISING a hand to rub at the bridge of his nose, a habit he had picked up.
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YES OMG and gigi is like oo shit boi imma help u out
o kK !! so do u want me 2 write the starter or ?? an ya we are friends .. . NICE
