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He let out a looooooow whistle, his hands sliding into his jacket pockets as he stood up straight.
” Ah~! I’m going to definitely get lost~! “
"Being lost sounds like it sucks big time." Sting laughs, placing a hand on the strange new male's shoulder, "I would advise against it."
∂ecorations: ηeeded || sting + mei
After living in his dorm for a good month or so, Sting was beginning to get bored with the lack of creativity. His room was simply too plain, aside from the cat tree in the corner for Lector. He had a day off and some extra money so.. why not do a little shopping?
Sting made his way to the mall, determined to find some sweet items for his room. He even had plans! He'd get some cool lights to hang up, maybe another cat thing for Lector, a neat-o rug, and maybe some cool wall decor. Oh, and definitely some kind of plant, too. Lector would like that. Plastic, though. Sting couldn't be bothered to remember to keep it watered, nor did he trust his feline to not knock it over.
He reached the mall, slightly intimidated by how large it was. Sting had no idea where to even begin! Why not a general retail store, then? They should have lots, and for cheap... Or, so Sting thought. He made his way to the first big retail store he saw and entered. He stood in the middle of the floor, eyes darting in every direction. Where could he even start?
"Uh..."
∂rinks ƒor тwo || sting + gilbert
There came a time in every student's life in which a drink was a necessity to kick back and relax. For Sting, that time was now. Mid-terms were kicking his butt. He wasn't used to the heavy workload. In English, it was essay after damned essay. Math wasn't fun in the least. History, he could get behind. Science? It was cool. His gym class was what he enjoyed most. Unfortunately, that was only one class out of his others. In all honesty, Sting was a bit overwhelmed. So, why not take a night off?
Sting stretched out his limbs as he walked down the road. He then stuffed his hands into his pockets. The sun was setting, and his breath visible due to the chill in the air. A drink sounded pretty good right about now. Sting made his way to one of the local bars. He entered, flashing his ID. Thank goodness the drinking age in this town was 18.
It wasn't that Sting liked going out of his way to get drunk, or anything. It was simply an enjoyable pass time for him. He sat at the bar, thankful the bar was much warmer than the air outside. He placed his order, leaning on his left hand while sliding money to the bartender with his right. His drink was acquired pretty quickly. He sipped at it, looking over to the guy next to him, who seemed pretty excited about being at the bar. Well, might as well make small talk instead of sitting by himself.
"Yo," Sting waved, "Pretty cold night out, yea?"
σn тhe ¢ourt || sting + kageyama
「♚」|| There where times where Kageyama was actually debating on joining beach volleyball competitions, but those were only held during the summer unfortunately. Still it was a rather good alternative for him to do, he did miss volleyball after all. Though he still needed to wait for a rather long time to be able to play volleyball again if he intended to join beach volleyball instead. And while it would fill him with joy to be able to play volleyball again, it just wouldn’t be the same. But still volleyball is volleyball and while he wouldn’t be the same he would just make the best out of it.
But for now he was stuck on the volleyball court at the beach with no one to play with, not that he was surprised about that it was rather cold after all. Little did he know nor realize that he had scared off a couple of people already who had dared to approach. Was he still that intimating even after he tried to change at Karasuno High? It was probably something else, or that was what the raven thought. However as he was practicing his tosses before he was interrupted by a cheerful blond. Tossing the ball up once more before catching it so he could take a closer look at the stranger that had approached him. The guy seemed Athletic, that much he could tell. ” I do ” he responded giving a nod in response, ” I’m a setter ” he said before he paused, ” ex-setter ” the raven corrected himself.
” Why? Do you want to join…? ”
Sting grinned when the stranger replied. Good! It was nice to know there were friendly players about. It would be nice to get to play, especially before the weather grew too cold to do so. And, even though Sting had never really played before, he figured it couldn't be too hard to get the ball over the net. Maybe. And Sting didn't plan on getting too competitive either. Hopefully. It would just a friendly match between two students who enjoyed the fresh air and wanted to spend some time outside. Probably.
"Oh... a Setter? Yeah, that's cool." Sting nodded, as if he knew exactly what the heck that meant. He looked from the stranger over to the court, then back to the stranger. "Sounds good! I've never really played before, but it can't be that hard." Sting mused, meandering over to the other side of the net, "You just hit it back over the net, yea?" he inquired, once he placed himself in the center of his half of the court. He wasn't quite sure how exactly to position himself, so he simply watched over the other's movements. He knew enough of form from his martial arts lessons, so adapting couldn't be too challenging.
"The names' Sting, by the way." he threw in, a cocky grin coating his expression. How challenging could this really be?
That Butler, Cat Napping
His red eyes narrow at the male before he stands up straight still holding the cat. "I’m afraid I have to apprehend Lector." The male brings the cat closer refusing to let it go.
Just how can he bring himself to letting this cat back into the irresponsible hands of this blonde human. Sebastian won’t be able to live with himself if something bad were to happen to this lovely feline.
"You have been an irresponsible owner and I wasn’t aware students were allowed to have pets. I’ll have to check with the school Dean before even considering to return..Lector to you." There was no point lying to the male about it and he won’t mind getting yelled by him. As long as he innocent cat remains out of harms way.
Sting held his hands out to accept his cat, but...
"Did you say apprehend?" the boy winced, fingers twitching while he watched the staff member hold onto his cat. No way was Sting going to let some butler steal Lector! But... this guy was a teacher. Sting may be confident, but he wasn't confident enough to take a swing at a damned teacher.
"Irresponsible? No way!" Sting frowned. "He needed some exercise! I couldn't just keep him locked up in my dorm. He's too cool to run away, anyway." he added in, shrugging a bit. It was clear that the longer Sting went without acquiring his feline friend back, the more irritated he was becoming. "He's allowed, he's totally chill! Just... give me my cat back, alright?"
Sting wasn't going back to his room without his cat.
Job-hunting
Lucy was walking around Soleil City… Looking for a job. She was the prestigious Heartifilia Heiress, why would she need a job? Didn’t people know her?
The answers to these questions are one of the many reasons Lucy wanted to move to Soleil City.
To be blunt, Lucy needed the money. Her dad didn’t exactly fully support her leaving to get freedom and experiences, so she didn’t have much money in her pocket. Also, she wanted the experience. She loved meeting new people and making friends!
Secondly, no. People in Soleil City did not know her. Sure, the name “Heartfilia” might be familiar in the sense where a few people might think, “I’ve heard that somewhere before…” But Lucy was sure not many people would know exactly who she was. Soleil was far away from home after all.
This was also the main reason she wanted to move here - a place where people wouldn’t see you as the heiress to the Heartfilia family. But just as Lucy. Lucy the friend, Lucy the classmate, Lucy the workmate - anything! Just as long as she was just Lucy the regular.
Now, back on track. She needed a job. She wanted one.
Where should she best be?
She was thinking… Soleil City Mall? It was the most obvious choice after all. Well, she did have another place in mind…
How about… Titty Typhoon? Lucy blushed at the thought. She was supposedly a heiress to a famous family line! How indecent of her!
But that was one reason that triggered her to be interested. She’ve always been raised to be the perfect girl. She wanted a little fun. She wanted experience. She wanted to be a little more daring… Something she’s not.
Plus… Its not like she isn’t qualified… She was busty and she has a great body shape…
Again, Lucy blushed… How much more indecent can she be! But… It could be real fun…
Lucy sighed… "A job huh?"
Then she felt a tap from behind her.
One can only go so long spending their grant money. It was about damn time he got a job, especially after developing the nasty habit of grabbing a soda from the vending machine every time he passed it, and another for lunch! Plus, Lector needed treats, too! Sting, to put it simply, needed more money. And the only was he was going to accomplish that would be to get a job!
His first stop? Soleil City mall, of course! It was a hot spot for students, not to mention it was huge. There had to be job opportunities all throughout that place, right? Making sure Sting had his wallet, he left his dorm room, taking care to make sure Lector stayed inside. However, there was no way he was going to take the bus. Any form of motorized transportation was... not okay. So, he made the walk from Sunset to downtown Soleil.
Except.... He didn't really know how to get to the mall from there! His shoulders slumped as he tapped his foot in thought, arms crossed over his chest. What was a guy to do? He simply refused to board the bus. He began walking the street, a small frown forming on his face. This city was way big.
After walking around for a good fifteen minutes, Sting decided that he probably wasn't going to find anything on his own, and he didn't plan on spending the few minutes it would take to read a map. Looking around, Sting examined the other people in the area. Finally, he spotted a girl who looked nice enough, giving her a quick tap on the shoulder.
"Hey!" Sting smiled, "Do you think you could help a guy out? See, I'm lookin' for a job, but I can't seem to find the damn mall..." the boy huffed, rubbing the back of his neck. He wasn't one to jump on asking someone for help, but it was better than getting into a vehicle.
"Look to the north. Keep looking. There’s nothing coming from the south."
"Are you okay?" Sting inquired, looking to the south, and then to the north. "Hey man, if you like drugs, that's cool 'nd all, but be careful."
'Welcome to Night Vale' Sentence Starters — Part 1/?
"Especially do not look for any period of time at the hooded figures."
"Well… we have all been scientists at one point or another in our lives."
"Cover your ears to blot out the screams."
"The angels have taken my salt for a godly mission, and I haven't yet gotten around to buying more."
"He grinned, and everything about him was perfect, and I fell in love instantly."
"I fear for anyone caught between what they know and what they don’t yet know that they don’t know."
"Guns don’t kill people. It’s impossible to be killed by a gun. We are all invincible to bullets and it’s a miracle."
"Well, submit an insurance claim anyway. See what you can get, right?"
"The sun didn’t set at the correct time today."
"Things would actually be slightly harder for us without the sun."
"The structure of Heaven and the organizational chart are privileged information."
"Alligators — can they kill your children? Yes."
"To get personal for a moment, I think the best way to die would be swallowed by a giant snake."
"Look to the north. Keep looking. There’s nothing coming from the south."
That Butler, Cat Napping
Once the class he instructs is over the black haired male is free to do what he wants however due to a bad habit, he stays after class to clean up and organize a little. It doesn’t take him long to do this so Sebastian calls it a day and makes his home to change. Instantly his cats tackle him and meow for food. Without complaining, he happily grabs the large bag and pours the remaining dry food. “Oh my. It looks like I’ll have to go shopping today.”
After he changes the male grabs a list of the things he needs to get and walks out to go do his shopping. As he walks out of the campus, his eyes fall to a small furry animal stuck upon a tree branch. Without hesitation, he runs to the cat, climbs the tree and jumps down holding the small animal.
As much as he would like to keep the small animal, he already has far too many and it seems it already has an owner due to it’s collar. "Lector?" That’s a strange name for a cat. When he turns around holding the cat, his eyes meet the figure or a blonde male standing there. "I’m assuming this is your cat."
Not again. Sting frowned as he walked along campus, his hands clenched into tights fists at his side. Once again, Sting was searching the area for his partner in crime: Lector the cat. Usually, the cat was extremely well behaved and followed in Sting's footsteps where ever he went. And, since he felt bad for keeping Lector confined to a dorm room all day, Sting enjoyed taking his feline companion out and about whenever he could.
This particular day, Sting took Lector out and around the courtyard. Unfortunately, Lector had caught sight of a squirrel. The feline's hunter side took over, and off went the cat. Sting did his best to run after the animal, but to no avail. He exhaled out of concern, for the sun was already setting.
Sting nearly jumped out of his skin upon a tall figure seemingly appearing out of no where. Sting blinked in surprise, then smiled upon seeing his feline friend.... in the hands of another man.
"Yes!" Sting grinned, approaching the man. He recognized him as Sebastian, a teacher at the school. Crap. "That's my buddy, Lector. Thanks so much for finding him!" Hopefully he'd be let off with a stern nod.
σn тhe ¢ourt || sting + kageyama
Winter was quickly approaching. Days were getting shorter and colder, which meant less time to spend outside. Unless one wanted to freeze their ass off, that is. So, Sting decided to take the opportunity to visit Soleil's pier and beach upon his final class being canceled, which gave him the rest of the afternoon to kill time.
Sting walked along the sidewalk adjacent to the beach. Lazy blue hues scanned the beach. There wasn't a body in the water, just boats and a few wind surfers. Looks like they'd had the same idea to use the sun while it lasted. Sting huffed, almost wishing he had brought along another friend with him.
He'd arrived at the lesser populated area of the beach, one that held the volleyball and tennis courts. There were a few people stringed about, but not too many. Sting stopped, observing the sports. Sure, he was an athletic guy, but he trained in martial arts. In fact, other than the cliche basketball and soccer, Sting never really had been to into sports.
Eyes caught sight of a lone male messing with the ball on one side of the net; the other side was empty. Sting stayed in his place for a few moments, thoughts ticking. The guy looked bored. Hey- this was generally a friendly city, so...
"Yo!" Sting grinned as he approached the stranger, giving a small wave, "Do you play?"
Sting & Rouge
ℓooking ƒor ℓector || sting + dantalion
"Damn! I knew I shouldn't have left the door cracked open-!" Sting hissed, practically throwing himself down the dorm's hallway and out the door, "Lector! Hey, where are 'ya, buddy?" the boy called out, frantically looking around the area. He saw nothing, though. Nothing but a concrete sidewalk decorated with flora, and a few benches here and there. Sting almost instantly grew visibly stressed.
He'd arrived at the school earlier that day. After having to sit and get over the motion sickness of the bus, Sting immediately began unpacking. He was thrilled to get to dorm! He even had his best friend with him: his cat, Lector. Unfortunately, said cat had managed to get himself out of the room and out of the dorms altogether in the time it had taken Sting to unload the last of his luggage.
So, the boy now frantically ran the sidewalks of campus, blue orbs scanning every inch of the area. He was so focused on the places to his sides, that he didn't even bother looking straight ahead. Sooner than expected, Sting found himself colliding with another body. A tall body.
"Sh-shit, sorry about that." Sting cursed, taking a few steps back. He looked up at the guy, wincing at how tall he was. He hoped the guy wouldn't get too angry, yeesh. "Excuse me," Sting mumbled, hoping to brush past the guy smoothly and continue his search.
Hello, all! Lexi here! I'm thrilled to be role playing this guy. It's my first time role playing him though! So go easy on me? ouo
Like for a starter! Capping at five! Or, if you'd like to plot something out, message me!! c:
