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{Well I’m back. Sort of. I renovated my old tumblr blog into a new Siri blog and made a new personal entirely. That being said, we’re very eager to be able to actually be here and active again. :) }
PSA, blog moved here. Feel free to follow. :)
{Munday for tomorrow. Sorry guys. I'm having a rough patch. }
Mun's eye makeup is on point. Just saying.
{Hehe. Kinda Punny too. Thanks. When I'm angry or upset I just kind of do what feels right. XD }
{I know I've missed so many Mundays, so here's a random mun pic before I drift back into the abyss. Miss you guys!}
A con artist no, but every business man was oh so close. It didn’t bother her. She knew the business world well thanks to her father. Even so she figured it was a bit different in the demon world. Just slightly. I mean…souls could count as currency right? It was a lot like...
In truth he really wasn't wrong. It seemed the world was filled with a variety of whores, desperates, or those who just generally don't care. Maybe it was her condition that put her this way. Of course it could also be the smidgen of self respect she held for herself. One thing she did know was she was the type of girl who would send every man through an obstacle course, because mostly all these days would give up. "Rare? More like...cautious. I'm just hard to catch."
They couldn't handle her brand of trouble anyway. That much she was sure of.
Feeling the touch on her skin it took a second to register what was happening, but when the pain left it did so relatively quickly. Giving a soft cough she couldn't help but smile at his teasing, this time with the full force she usually held. Little ball of sunshine she was, Sirilene slowly picked herself up, once again using herself for balance. "I am, Though thanks for the offer. " Her chuckle was different now that it wasn't tainted. Sweetness with just a tinge of trouble able to be seen. It were almost as if the wolf girl was a lot more than anyone could bargain for and was only too used to suppressing it all.
Evil...oh god she could get evil. This level of evil bordered on controlled insanity however. A side only seen in combat.
"How about we go get some grub? Don't worry. I'll pay. " Kneeling down by her backpack her ever changing eyes shifted from the ash grey they had slowly been collapsing into to a forest green, seemingly flecked with blue. It took a second of rummaging before she produced a new, clean jacket exactly like the bloodied one she wore, exchanging them and zipping it up half way so it didn't look like she had just about died.
It wasn’t like she had any other option at this point. It was die or have the possibility to be saved, though she was aware there was a possibility he would trip her up and trip her up good. “Go ahead, though do me a favor and remember that if you’re thinking about drawing...
A con artist no, but every business man was oh so close. It didn't bother her. She knew the business world well thanks to her father. Even so she figured it was a bit different in the demon world. Just slightly. I mean...souls could count as currency right? It was a lot like buying a property she imagined. Though she would never know.
"I was actually thinking about food. Besides, I don't usually kiss someone till after the first date. " Hadn't she done enough active things for the day? Running wasn't on her to do list. Besides, why in the world would she ditch him. He wasn't bad. Humorous and quick witted perhaps, quite sarcastic, but it wasn't like he was mean. At least not currently.
"I don't have anywhere else to be anyway. You can wait till I'm in better condition lover boy. "
Siri had known he wouldn’t quite find it interesting. To be quite honest she wasn’t too proud of it herself, but one way or another, it had happened that way and the job was more fun than the back story. “Sorry. Cant help that aspect. Though, I can keep killing them, and...
It wasn't like she had any other option at this point. It was die or have the possibility to be saved, though she was aware there was a possibility he would trip her up and trip her up good. "Go ahead, though do me a favor and remember that if you're thinking about drawing me in, don't." Her statement wasn't abrupt, or rude, but rather held a tone that said he didn't have to. A friendship, or illusion of one as she didn't imagine the king wanting to reach out like that, was all it really took to get her on your side.
That didn't guarantee she would do anything and everything for him like a maid but she would be likely to help more often than not.
Looking up at the male, the wolf girl gave a small smile, letting him know it was okay though it didn't stay long. "I'll just have to get the kiss later. " She still managed to jest even in the current state she was in. Maybe afterward she would go hunt up some food.
Well, he wasn’t into nicknames but he had to admit that she won that round. This weird hunter girl had written ‘Trouble’ all over her forehead, in red, bold letters. Even…
Noting that fact, Siri shrugged, reaching up to run her fingers through her hair before she went inside to haul out a few of the bodies. Each body was different, but every one looked as though it had been put through some hell.
Mainly, the leader was targeted, looking rather like a scarecrow currently. It was as if the whole group had dove in on him and tore him apart, only to stitch him up. Abnormal behavior for a werewolf, although the others looked like regular maulings. Not quite something she had seen kill a demon. Ignoring Crowley while she looked the bodies over, she did notice eventually just what was different. Still had yet to add up.
Frowning a bit she turned her eyes to the king. “Well. I can say this much. It was experimentation. To see if the hunters that checked out the scene would take the bait. Suckers. You ask me, the werewolves are being framed. “
Rain, dead demons, framed murder, this day couldn’t get any worse, couldn’t it? His mood dropped into the depths of hell. Any other day, it would have been at least a little entertaining to go for a walk and kill some hindrances on the way back, but as badly as he didn’t want to admit it, this scenario screamed “trouble” and “a lot of work” at everyone who saw it, if they wanted to or not.
"How wonderful.", Crowley mumbled in the most sarcastic tone he could afford to use at the moment. His glance wandered over the dead bodies, wishing he could revive them, so they could tell who murdered them. "Unless you have any idea who really murdered them - ", which he had high hopes she had, "- we’ll have some detective work to do, Watson."
Siri grimaced a little at his speculation. Detective work took forever. It was long, drawn out, and more than boring. Even so, she wasn't sure she knew exactly who it was, and thought maybe she should keep her theories to herself for now. There were two possibilities after all.
The first was...well it was actually vampires. It was something that would make sense in a way, for they always seemed to have some kind of beef.
The less likely, a dragon. That sprang from the peculiar scent emanating from every body and the shack itself. In order to get proof of that one, she would have to dig into the local crimes.
"I have theories, not fact. As much as I hate it, we'll have to dig in Sherlock. " She quipped right back, pulling a rag out of her backpack to clean off her hands as she rose and returned to his side.
{How many people still want to continue rps with Siri?}
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{New blog is definitely a work in progress but well on its way!}
Don’t ask me for my name just so it will die on your lips, just so it becomes an empty contact in your phone. Don’t ask me for my name if you don’t plan to tattoo it on your tongue, if your lips will never curl because they love the way it sounds on your mouth. Don’t ask me for my name if you don’t care about me like the way the clouds care about the rain. Please, please, please do not ask me for my name if you don’t want to love me.
Kaylie R. Brisbourne, Don’t Sign Your Name Onto a Dead Mouth (via some-blue-eyed-metaphor)
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{Definitely not looking good. I'll have to just make a new one this weekend. God forbid I actually get to keep something more then 3 1/2 years. In the mean time, those of you who do want to stay with me during this...inconvenience, I need new URL ideas I guess.}
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{I'm not ignoring you guys, I just have been having issues with my account. I may just have to make a new one, so bear with me! :/ }
That simple nod was all Siri needed to sigh softly and shake her head. It was not quite the lucky guess, but rather a notice of it’s beaten down state and added holes being bigger than the original. Watching him fidget with the strap, seeming scared to do so, she cast him a sad glance.
"I’m sorry. Some people don’t appreciate angels. Beautiful species, shame you are so looked down on these days." Murmuring softly, the sweet young lady looked around her with a mournful look.
Having grown up in an Angel’s care due to the passing of her parents, she understood them better than most. It was due to that she had also chose Gabriel in the shelter. These days, his chances of a good home were slim with the background he came from.
Like she said though, TLC.
"Want to get a new one? You can pick it, any color you want. " Shifting back on track in the conversation, mainly to avoid talking about her abnormal views on pets, Siri tucked her hair behind her ear and started to walk again.
Gabriel nodded. “Hell yes..” He managed to get out. His wings seemed to perk at the idea of a different collar, one that he got to pick. No longer would he have the horrid reminder of his old family.
He wondered how the others were doing though. He hated to have left little Castiel and the not so little Balthazar.
At Siri’s comments about his species, his feathers puffed a little in pride. Damn straight they were a great species. They shouldn’t have ever been captured and domesticated in the first place. Gabriel held some resentment towards humans for that, and he was one of the few that had been captured in the first place. But his spirit had been broken by the cruel owner before Siri.
Actually rather glad he said yes, and seeming amused at his choice of language, that sweet and joyful smile of hers returned. He seemed like he could be more than a little feisty. It seemed so natural from him, the language and hidden rebel. With luck, she might be able to coax out his true colors eventually.
The best pet store she knew was just down the street from her home, a rather large house really, but it was what her parents had left her, and what her last angel had left her in. That was a little longer of a walk than the sweet shop had been, but there was quality here.
As she let him look, the girl started to wonder if his minds went to his brothers and sisters. One thing she had been taught about was the relations of this kind. As well as learning about what they were really capable of, only because of what her guardian angel had done for her. Sometimes she wondered where he was, if he was doing okay.
What if she was in another life and death situation?
Shaking her head at the sudden off track thoughts, Siri ran her fingers through her hair. These days brought paranoia with thoughts of that time, though it had been part of the reason he extended her home to a new angel.
Aside from it being safer, she was lonely.
THIS IS NO LONGER A FRICKIN JOKE. THIS IS DEAD SERIOUS. SIGNAL BOOST THIS NOW
IT’S HAPPENING IN DETROIT AS WELL. I POSTED ABOUT THIS EARLIER BECAUSE I KNOW FOR A FACT THERE WILL BE YOUNG GIRLS OUTSIDE FOR THE ONE DIRECTION/5 SECONDS OF SUMMER CONCERT. SCREW THE DRAMA AND FAM CRAP YOU GUYS NEED TO SIGNAL BOOST THIS NOW.
is there no peace in this shithole city
