adventure addict

always on the run, never staying in one place too long || oc rp blog || due to school my replies might take long

[ffortunato-blog]

so sorry for the long absence but i am back for good!!

[ffortunato-blog]

chvssbelle:

chess can feel the gentle hum of her powers, she can feel the way they tumble and crash around in her veins filling her with something she can’t quite describe, but something this man had taken away. she knows he right, he was no idiot. he had found her on nothing more than a few vague statements. he wasn’t just some drug punk, he was a bit more than that.

“what makes you think you could control me? even if I did work for you.” she tilts her head to the side trying to analyze this man’s motives. why wouldn’t he just sell her to someone who deals with magic items (and magic people)?

“besides, my magic is way too special for just you.” chess offers a small smile, she had felt her magic return to it’s full extent. “want me to show you?” she whispers. a wink, a smirk, a breath and suddenly the ropes drop to the ground around her. “ah, man my arms were getting sore. and now…” the ropes maneuver themselves in the air like snakes being charmed, they follow her lead till they find themselves wrapped around him tightly (who’s the victim now?)

“oh, and don’t bother trying to escape. one of my tests to master telekinesis was to tie 50 types of knots, perfectly tight. think of me as an eagle scout with super powers.”

"i'm not trying to contro-" 

he tried to interrupt her but was cut short when the ropes that had been holding his hostage wrapped around his body. 

how the hell did this happen? was the dosage off? maybe she's heavier than she looks.. he cursed himself for not even considering that the effects of the potion could've worn off earlier. he still tried to struggle against his bindings even after she warned him; but he knew it was pointless. 

he exhaled and tightened his jaw before looking straight at her.  he kept trying to think of ways to escape this but there was nothing to do. think , damn it. he didn't want to admit it but he was totally at her mercy. he didn’t show it on his face however. if this were his last moments he was gonna go defiantly.

"so. are you gonna kill me now? get on with it already." 

[ffortunato-blog]

☁ !!

great. if i take one step outside this bus stop i’ll be drenched instantly. what is this remote bus stop doing here anyways? 

whatever. i guess i’ll be running late. how long is this rain going to last…

at least i’m not alone. he sits on the bench and smiles warmly at the girl stuck with him. at least the sound of the rain was relaxing when you really sat down and listened to it. 

“so..how about that weather huh?” 

smooth asa, very smooth.

[ffortunato-blog]

"Hey, say, say!" Jesus Eileen, DON'T BOUNCE even if you're enthusiastic! "What places have you visited? I'd like to hear it!" A big smile, BEAMING and toothy, showing the toothgap. "Travelling is quite fantastic, isn't it? When did you start? If you want to share, of course!"

“Sure. I started travelling when I was little. I was sent all around by my parents. The most memorable place so far has been the Grand Canyon. I gave the tour guide a little bit of extra money if he showed me the off-limit areas.” a wink. “It was truly the most breathtaking thing I’ve seen so far. It is majestic and gigantic and makes you realize how small we are. Which makes you appreciate life infinitely more. Maybe I’ll take you some day, so you can experience it for yourself! If you want, of course.” 

send one for my muse’s reaction to your muse ---

alternatively send ‘ + ‘ after the symbol for the roles to be reversed where possible !

✘ = hugging them . Δ = playing with their hair .  ❤ = kissing them .  ₪ =  asking them out for dinner . ☀ = giving them a gift of ___ ( asker’s choice ) . ♘ = stabbing them . ♕ = bowing down before them . ♒ = lying to them .   ✿ = buying them flowers . ☾ = being found shirtless . ♢ = reading them a story . ☂ = giving them their jumper to keep warm . ✎ = speaking in a different language . ✏ = teaching them a different language . ▄ = telling them a joke . ♬ = singing to them . ☹ = insulting a loved one . ஐ = slapping them . ✂ = threatening them . ❃ = dancing with them . ▤ = falling asleep on them . ☮ = waking them up after a nightmare .  ♣ = discovering them crying .  回 = patching a wound .  ✮ = stargazing . ▓ = caught stealing their belongings . ☽ = wandering alone at night . ♡ = complimenting them . ≡ = offering a place to stay overnight . ☢ = falling over . ✦ = being well-dressed . ❂ = wiping blood off their face . ◎ = taking care of them while ill . ☁ = being caught in the middle a storm with them . ⇕ = holding their hand . ↱ = being lost with them . ☠ = pushing them against a wall .

[ffortunato-blog]

chvssbelle:

this man must think he’s so special because he saw magic chess thinks. he was speaking with her as if he were superior, as if her sparing him made her weaker. god, humans were so arrogant. she glances at him for a moment and sees him staring, as if he could read her mind.

“because, i was just trying to escape. if you want me to really hurt you it’ll be my pleasure.” she grumbled. she knew her answer was no but how could she enforce it with her powers locked away. but  —

a feeling of something ancient stirs in her, warm and comforting  —

ah, his potion must be wearing off. which means:

“my answer is still no.”

"i really think you should reconsider. it took me two weeks to find you only knowing you lived to the west from where we first met. your coven won't be much harder to find. i can also get my hands on more of that potion. if the next words out of your mouth aren't an agreement to come work for me there will be hell to pay." 

his eyes flickered with rage. 

damn it. if she didn't agree he was out of moves. the potion will stop working soon. should i just leave? i can always come back once i have more. i should also look for ways to deal with more witches if it comes to that.... no. she'll cave. she's afraid without her powers. 

"take a look around you witch. without your powers you're at my mercy. come work for me”

[ffortunato-blog]

reticexce:

she wasn’t thrilled but she wasn’t completely dreading it either, if she really thought about it. it wasn’t as if he was her least favorite person, after all. he was just…troublesome. and she had heard some talk regarding his social life, ( though that was gossip she never really delved deep into ). a single lunch with him wouldn’t be too difficult, right? and if it went badly, she didn’t have to eat with him again. yes, that was a reasonable way to think about this.

so in the end, she didn’t back out, noticing that he was waiting against a wall for her. and so, a bit hesitantly, she approached him, sighing. “so i didn’t run away. i’m here.” a strand of hair was tucked behind her ear, the misses not quite used to having lunch plans this suddenly. “where were you thinking about going?” 

he looked at her and feigned surprise. "did you get cuter during class? i was thinking about going to a coffee close by.i assume you like coffee? i'm buying." this place wasn kinda new but it was close to campus and more importantly, it was cheap. it was a place where one could kill some time easily. he examined her face for a second. she is kinda cute.. 

he turned around and started walking towards the exit of the building before he turned around suddenly. "do you wanna hold hands?" he asked jokingly but still stretched his hand to hers. she seems like the type of girl that would fall for this corny shit. not like this type of thing is particularly hard. everyone has talents. this is simply mine. he raised a brow as he waited for her reaction.

[reticexce]

ffortunato:

he knew she was probably gonna say yes, so he just waited for her to crack. he’d basically given her no choice. where should we go for lunch? i could order some pizza to my dorm and go there, though she’d probably say no to that. i guess we can go to the coffee shop around the corner. 

he grinned at her as soon as he heard her agree. “delightful! one lunch is all I need. You’ll fall in love with me by then” he says jokingly before getting out of her seat. slowly. “see you after class.” he walks back to his seat in the back before putting his head down. time for a small nap.

she found herself unable to concentrate for the remainder of class. perhaps it was because the lecture was particularly boring this time around, but she found herself doodling on the edge of her page for most of the class, her mind wandering. what was he thinking, why was he so interested in her? and where were they even going to go for lunch? 

she didn’t know what to think of him, and she was rather tempted to run away once class was over. but doing so would only encourage him to do something else to her later on, most likely. she didn’t think she could bear it. and so after class, she waited for him, just like they agreed to. 

[ffortunato-blog]

he woke right as class was ending. this was a talent that had been sharpened by years of class naps. he caught her shifting in her seat. guess she's a bit nervous. is she gonna back out? he yawned and fixed his hair before standing up. 

he walked to the exit and leaned against the wall as he waited for her, a smug grin across his face. we'll just go for coffee and see how things go from there. she is kinda cute..maybe she’ll be fun for a little while. god i’ve been really bored lately. 

[ffortunato-blog]

chvssbelle:

he was right. witches did have a code (and chess also had an inner code to not harm, unless necessary), however when your life is in danger she wonders if the code still applies. chess didn’t remember the exact saying but she knew whatever she did to him would supposedly come back to her three fold. same goes for good energy, which is why she usually used her magic to help others, but not in this case.

she didn’t know whether the saying was just that; a saying. or if killing or maiming him would really come back at her three fold. because she’s hasn’t suddenly been hit with lots of good karma and she did good tasks all the time. maybe it’s just a philosophy we live by. 

“i didn’t do anything to you then because i didn’t want to reveal my magic, it’s another law of ours.” and chess knows very well how serious that law was. she glances over at him, he appeared so calm for such a situation. just you wait, once my powers return you’re gonna regret even thinking this idea up.

he did consider that, however he was set on following his hunch. seems i was right about the witch code anyways. 

"yet when you did reveal your magic all you did was throw a flimsy table at me. even though it doesn't look that way, i'm not that bad a person. but you definitely don't want me to be hunting you. you'll have to be looking over your shoulder for the rest of your life. i've seen how easy you can control magic, so i will only ask this once more. come work for me." 

he checked his watch as discreetly as possible. you're cutting it close. just get her answer and then we're done. 

"so witch, what will it be?" 

he looked at her dead in the eyes, trying to find even the smallest tell of what she was thinking.

[cxriseanglo]

@ffortunato

“Sorry, I’ll be right with you. Someone just spilled water on me.”

[ffortunato-blog]

'it's okay, take your time! here." he reached for a napkin and offered it to her.

[ffortunato-blog]

chvssbelle:

“work for you?” chess wants to laugh at how utterly ridiculous that is, work for him? yeah right. but he looked serious. was he out of his mind? how would he force her to work in anyway? the second her powers were back she would bury him six feet underground. what an arrogant man she thinks. “i would never do that.”

“and i can do a lot scarier things than just throw doors at you.” she wasn’t going to unveil all her powers for him like that, she answered his other questions and that was enough information for him. she wasn’t going to give him anything else. especially when that would cause him to expect her moves. 

because as soon as this potion wears off she was going to destroy him for trying to abuse her magic like that. her magic wasn’t meant to be used to help a drug dealer. 

he remained unfazed by her expected denial. 

"you're right. i'm completely sure you could make my life hell if you wanted to which begs the question, why didn't you? i had a gun to your back, made you my hostage and threatened to hold you for ransom and yet i don't have a scratch on me. that means that either a. witches have some code or whatever that stops them from killing people or b. you do. whatever the case is i don't think you'll kill me. you can hurt me all you want but i'll always come back. and you won't expect me. it took me a week to get that potion. i wonder what i can do in a month?" 

he remained quiet for a second, letting his words sink in. it's a gamble, i can't be 100% sure she isn't gonna kill me but i have a hunch. 

 "if you work for me on other hand, you'll only have to see me twice a week. i can even give you protection."

[ffortunato-blog]

chvssbelle:

chess wonders why he’s asking her such direct questions. it’s odd to have a human so interested in her. her chest felt tight and she knows it’s the nerves; people were things she avoided and here she was being held against her will. i think i’m going to puke, she muses with a frown.

question one: “i can use them whenever i want, though i can wear myself out if i do too much.” 

question two: “i can only do it with things in my line of sight.”

question three: “yes, larger things take more energy than smaller things.”

she looks away from him now that his questions have been answered. she wonders what he really wants with her. clearly it’s not revenge, other wise she’d already be half dead. why question her magic abilities inside of beating her to a bloody mess? she didn’t know.

interesting. it seems witch powers still have rules and limits. i'll make sure to ask her more about this in the future. 

he stood up and pointed a finger at her. 

"i want you to come work for me. your powers are pretty useful. from what you tell me you can't be a mule so you'll work in the warehouse instead, cutting and packaging the product. you'll come to the warehouse twice a week, that's when we get the shipments."

i still have to see how long can she work since she said there's a limit but i'll make twice as much money as i'm making now with her. this can work. the possibilities were endless. 

"what other things can you do besides making doors fly at me?"

[ffortunato-blog]

(๏_๏) - I stalk your blog (>∇<) - we should rp!

!!!!!!! i’m honored!! and yes we should totally rp im down to do it whenever!!

[ffortunato-blog]

reticexce:

she felt like she was being pushed into a corner, and in a way, she was. asa’s seat in the back was actually in a corner, and seeing as how the back seemed to be filled with sleeping students and those always on their phones, she couldn’t possibly carry on for the rest of the semester deprived of her seat. and coming to class extra early just to beat asa from getting to her seat—that seemed too much of a hassle.

with a sigh and a hand on her hip, she gave a slight pout, though there wasn’t much else she could really do if she wanted to spare herself a miserable time in class. and maybe if she gave in, he’d finally leave her alone. maybe. “fine. i’ll go to lunch with you. but only this once!” 

he knew she was probably gonna say yes, so he just waited for her to crack. he’d basically given her no choice. where should we go for lunch? i could order some pizza to my dorm and go there, though she’d probably say no to that. i guess we can go to the coffee shop around the corner. 

he grinned at her as soon as he heard her agree. “delightful! one lunch is all I need. You’ll fall in love with me by then” he says jokingly before getting out of her seat. slowly. “see you after class.” he walks back to his seat in the back before putting his head down. time for a small nap.

[enthrxlling-deactivated20180808]

ffortunato:

“Oh. Sorry to hear that. Tonight will be extra fun and tiring, you’re teaching me how to party!”

“Easy. You just gotta drink. Drink a lot, drink as much as you can then you’re good.”

[ffortunato-blog]

“Oh? that’s easy! I’m pretty good at drinking. What do you say we make this fun and have a drinking competition”

[flashkitty]

ask-ryokothesilentwhisperer:

(๏_๏) - I stalk your blog

(¬_¬) - You should go away

(∩ -∩ ) - I really like you(r blog)

(° o °) - you shock me

(^ 3 ^) - I want to kiss you

(>^ ▽^) > - I want to hug you

（°Д°） - You scare me

( T_T ) - You annoy me

(~_~;) - I’m too shy to talk to…

(・・;) - How did I end up here?

(UnU) - you never talk to me

(>∇<) - we should rp!

(≧∇≦) - WE NEED RP SMUT ME YOU NAO

(^///^) - Something too naughty to say

[ffortunato-blog]

reticexce:

exasperation. she should have known that there was a reason for this sudden swapping in seats. he had been oddly persistent in trying to ask her out since they first exchanged conversation that first day in class, insistent even after her multiple declinations. 

 “i have lunch with a professor after class again. sorry.” it was one of her usual excuses, and she was hoping he wouldn’t think too hard on how often she’s been using that excuse in particular ( it would have been the third time that week ). “your name isn’t on your seat either, but no one is sitting in it because they all know it’s yours.” a nod of her head in the general direction of his seat in the back. empty as expected. 

“come on, please?” 

"lunch with me won't kill you, you know? i've been told i'm good company. but i guess you can sit where i've been sitting for the past few weeks all the way in the back..but if a really cute girl were to say she'd have lunch with me, who knows what could happen?" 

he was pretty sure she'd say yes, the seats in the back were only for people who didn't really care about the class. her seat was actually one of the best in class. if you wanna pay attention and get an A anyways. he shifted anyhow, as if she was going to say no, pretending to get ready to pay attention to the class.

“your choice Allison” he said with a smirk