"So, just who are you...?"

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"So, just who are you...?"
Eight dollars. Eight dollars! All right. That was a lot.
❝Okay, wait. Could I get … um … two more muffins then?❞
She was tempted to ask for a third, but remembered that she did have to pay for the bus fare home. Anna took the change, tossing a five-dollar bill that she hoped would cover the extra two muffins back over the counter. The coins clinked against each other as she dropped them into her bag.
❝Thanks.❞
"W-wow. Uh...you really like muffins don't ya?" He chuckles and repeats the process, only with two muffins this time before handing it to her. "Anytime. Well...no-not anytime because sometimes I'm here or the shop could be closed and...yeah." He stretched his arms upwards. "Sorry. If I'm being awkward. I'm not meaning to be."
STELLE LIKES POWERS — ice manipulation [ʌɪs məˌnipyˈlāSHən]
(n.) the ability to manipulate ice.
Ice manipulation, commonly referred to as cyrokinesis, doesn’t stand much on it;s own - a subpower to water bending, users play with it’s frozen state. These generally come in the form of snow, hail, icicles, spikes and candles. However, there are some instances where an ice manipulator can manipulate cold, by reducing the kinetic energy of atoms. Ice manipulators are divided into two distinct groups, depending on their preference. Regardless, the method is the same - the power is generally more defense based, due to it’s form. Most users would create armour with ice, rather than attack with it.
Cyrokinectics are rather sorrowful creatures. Plagued with predispositions of anxiety and depression, they are usually insecure and afraid of others. To justify this, they tend to distance themselves. They believe that if they deconstruct their personality and disregard their emotions, they will never be hurt. Ice manipulators are very independent and don;t mind being shut off from the community - the cold never bothered them anyway.
A user’s main concern is usually the amount of moisture available, as they are limited to already existing sources. If located in a dry area, their powers may be rendered useless. Ice also, naturally, melts under extreme heat; manipulators of fire and magma can be trouble. Sound-based powers are also a perfect counter, vibrations are almost impossible to freeze and can cause ice to shatter. These user’s worst enemy, however, is themselves. Negativity is a powerful thing. This, tied with irrational fears, can be disasterous. If not careful, an ice manipulator could shut themselves out and be lost forever.
███▓▒░░ ❅ ———— “Tнє Kιηg∂σм σƒ Aяєη∂єℓℓє,
and you are?”
"Ohh...so this is Arendelle. Lovely place..." The immortal smiled slightly. "Asher Cyning, at your service. And based on vague description I've heard, you must be the famous Queen Elsa." He gave a small curt bow. "Pleasure's all mine Your Majesty ."
[well i feel like shit cause i can't get any muse fuck]
[i love how when someone asks me who i'd like to play i forget]
Wait—does it cost any extra?❞
She assumed a single chocolate muffin wouldn’t cost more than a few dollars, but it was always better to be safe. She had only brought the one bill with her. All Anna had left in her bag now was a defunct laptop, her car keys, a library card to a library thirty miles away, and two very colorful gum wrappers.
❝Yeah, that’s it. Unless … I don’t know. Do I have any money left over?❞
"Uh...nope. It's just optional. ..."
He nodded to himself, grabbing a single chocolate muffin before placing in the toaster and setting it. He smiled at the customer and rrang up the price. "Yea, you have eight dollars left over." Long fingers passed the slips of paper to the woman. As the buzzer on the toaster went off he opened the machine, hand wrapping around the now slightly warmer muffin before handing it to the customer. "I hope you have a good day Miss."
Krikor Jabotian Fall/Winter 2012
SEND ME A ✍ AND I’LL INTRODUCE YOU TO A MUSE THAT I'D LIKE TO RP AS.
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[i must leave you goodnight]
[casually talking to my friend about what a krogan's dick feels/looks like
just another day]
anonymously leave a rumor about my character in my inbox
[can i haz sum turtles
]
”Whoever left a pomegranate on my desk is very funny.”
“And very dead.”
"Sorry. I left it there to go run an errand. Didn't know ya didn't like pomegranates miss. ...I can, uh...take it back if ya want..."
"Smart choice." Booker retorted, fishing out a Zippo lighter from his suit pocket to ignite the cigar.
"Who are you, my good man?"
"Asher Cyning. And I know who you are, Mr. DeWitt. How has your day been going? How have you been? Any interesting investigations going on currently?
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