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"Oh, well the sandwiches are really good, and the parfaits are too. The desserts are just as good also."
He said while pointing to the said items on the menu for the girl and holding his notepad ready to write down her order.
Delilah was mildly embarrassed for requesting such a simple favour, but she gazed at the pictures displayed on the menu, serving as the best solution for her inability to read. Her eyes slid from each picture, before finally deciding. "This one, please." She said, finger placed tentatively over the portrait of the ham sandwich. The raven couldn't really tell the name, and hoped that gestures would suffice. "Ah, and thank you for the suggestions!"
ooc; i'm not quite sure whether i'll be active on this blog or not . . . i adore delilah, but i guess i'll be less active 'cos my finals are coming soon? ahah yea h. don't worry, i'll check up on her every weekend and reply to [small] threads! i'll be over here if ya need me<3 thank you for being patient sweetums.
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"K-konichiwa." Bowing a little to the other, Hiroshi greeted the customer. Taking out his pencil and notepad, he stood straight. "What would you like to order today?"
Hood slid over her head hid her eyes as they gazed at the menu, words swarming in front of her eyes. Chuckling slightly, she smiled guiltily at the waiter.
"I don't really know what to order, truthfully. Do ya' recommend anything?" A small smile.
“Hmph. I’ll have you know that I’m at a normal height, missy.” Not only is this not a proven fact, she doesn’t even know what a normal height would even be considered. "I’d rather be short than tall."
Normal height?? Delilah began to feel cold, unaware that she had unnormal height. Was this part of the mutation??? "Why though, wouldn't i-it be hard to reach for things?" Curse her shaking voice!
AUCTORS said: { whispers hirunaka no ryuusei if u haven’t already u vu }
aaah it looks like a good one, thank you for suggesting friend!!
ooc; does anyone have any good shoujo mangas that i can read? pls pls mun is rly bored and ready to dive into hours of reading.
“You know, I think you’re just freakishly tall.” She’s only says that due to the intimidation of an individual taller than her, anything that comes out of her mouth shouldn’t be taken into offense.
What. "You're just short, tha's all." Great comeback, Delilah. That'll surely make her shake in her shoes.
╰♗╮ ⇢ “Cosplay? Oh, no I don’t do that.” Though if it gave him an excuse to have his wings out more often than he may just have to look into it. “I think it’s just silly to get all worked up over what someone wears and deny them that. If it makes them happy to wear canine ears, or cat ears, or neon fishnet leggings — I don’t think it’d be right to deny them that or make them feel bad for ‘standing out’.” A small shrug of shoulders. “Though — can I ask where you got those ears? They look really well-made.”
Delilah's smile widened, she agreed personally, as well. The cosplayers she'd run across wear utterly bizarre clothing, but they were incredibly kind and open. "Yes, also, some of their costumes are really well made! I was astounded to hear that some of them made them from scratch." She was just in awe of them. Though from his words, Delilah felt very happy that he was incredibly open and kind. It made her wish even more that they were friends. "Ah," She paused for a moment, guilt biting her thoughts. Should she continue to lie, or tell the truth? 'And reveal that you're a monster? He'd run away.' A small voice scoffed. So with a heavy heart, she put on a smile. "I can't remember! I've had it for as long as I can remember."
Augustus had never been a flower person, nor someone who noticed natures true beauty; probably because he locks himself in his room for days on end and doesn’t even open a window. He knows that the leaves change colour in Autumn, and that snow is really fucking cold during the Winter, so touching it with your bare hands is probably a really bad idea. But there are some times when nature pulls him in, whether it two ants fighting each other to the death, or the pleasant aroma coming from the roses outside the florist.
He only stopped for a moment, bending down to delicately take the flower between his fingers, being careful of the thorns, and bringing it to his nose. But the sudden worried words from the girl standing next to him made the brunette chuckle, and he sent a charming smile in her direction. "Nah, you’re fine. I won’t be staying long anyway."
A sigh of relief escaped the raven, yet the nervous feeling didn't leave her chest. She returned the smile, though it was nothing compared to his, since hers was awkward and lopsided. Delilah returned her gaze to the flowers, emerald eyes focusing on the bright sunflower. The raven stood for awhile, rubbing her neck. She should try striking up a conversation, just to pass time. "..." You can do it, she told herself. Clearing her throat, she raised her head, glancing at the male slightly. "The flowers sure are pretty, aren't they?" Delilah said cheerfully, though wincing internally.
The aroma of flowers were truly her favorite smell. She inhaled deeply, and the peaceful silence was shattered by her sneeze. She winced and rubbed her nose, embarrassed. She cursed herself for having such a sensitive nose, especially when she was around such pretty flowers. Just a little pollen will have her sneezing like no tomorrow. "Excuse me," Delilah murmured, wishing that she had a muffler or scarf to hide her face.
✖ ” Well? Hn…I suppose I’m not quite sure. ” ✖
She’s never sure anymore. Everything’s confusing.
She really shouldn’t be lingering on this ‘emotion’ stuff…
" - - Forgive me for being tactless,
but why do you wish to die?"
Surely, there must be a reason. Demons usually don't wish to give up their immortal life for no reason.
But what does she know about that, anyway?
✖ ” I wish I could die. ” ✖
✖ ” And grow old… ” ✖
✖ ” Being immortal is tiring. I wish for peace…And yet I exist to cause the opposite. ” ✖
………….Funny.
Irony at its best.
A demoness of discord,
Wishing for peace?
How bitterly amusing. "Are you feeling well, Adrastia?"
ooc; I highly apologize for being M.I.A. for a week or so, I was away in camp since Sunday til Wednesday, and came down with a cold. I'm still unwell, but I hope to get some things done today!
A chuckle escaped him as she yelped, she seemed to be in a panic. But soon after, everything was alright and clear. A dream that felt all too real, this was the deity’s precious gift he gives to other. Her thankfulness, her gaze would only allow him to smile as he chuckled, dismissing it quickly. He was doing his job, and her joy was enough to please him. Virid eyes would carefully watch her from afar. Her joy and happiness, how she played in the water made his heart fluttering. How he loved to watch and admire humans. Mortals. He blinks as she calls out to him thought. Was he getting in? Did he play in his own dreams? No, only acted. ”Hm, I am a little too tired to play. Perhaps in a bit.” This dream took a bit more out of him then he expected. However, he would keep speaking to her, “Do you enjoy your gift?” His body would venture over to her but he stopped where the water and land meet, forming foam and white crests at their union.
Ah, that was mildly disappointing to say the least. But he had done a lot for her already, so she smiled. "Oh, very much. Thank you." She could thank him a hundred times and still feel as if she couldn't get the message across. However, as the night [or so she thinks it's night] is young, so is her dream, so she's going to take every advantage of it. The raven dipped her hands in the cold water, breathing a sigh of relief.
"Whatever happens in a dream won't affect me in reality, right?" Without waiting for a reply, she sank unto her knees, gasping as the cold water made contact on her torso. Hopefully for her sake, it wouldn't - with the chilly weather these days it wouldn't be advisable to go around with cold soaked dresses that barely covered her legs. She splashed the water, marveling at the clear droplets flying in the air. Delilah glanced up at the god, thinking to herself that he really outdone himself.
"Do you always make dreams so real?" She asked curiously. Surely it must be a lot of work. The raven felt her admiration for the god grow, more so that he took the time to do such a thing.
╰♗╮ ⇢ “Alrighty!” He was merely worried that she had been wandering for too long (that of which of course he still played in the back of his mind). Brows furrowed for but a moment before he nodded at her hand gesture and beckoned her to follow with one of his own before beginning to head down the street. “It’s just this way~, shouldn’t be that long of a walk at all!”
"Alright, wait up!" She trailed after the blond, falling in step next to him. Delilah glanced upwards, emerald eyes staring up at the clouds before glancing down at him again. "Sooo... when you saw my cosplay ears, you weren't very fazed at all. Do you cosplay as well?" They were the only ones who don't go crazy if they saw them accidentally, and she appreciated them for the excuse as well.