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@knihts
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lindenslinens:
âOh my God,â Linden groans at the sight of the other, âYou look amazing. Iâm dying over all of these looks,â they say as they approach, âI mean, like, I made a lot of them, but Iâm so impressed with myself. Everyone looks mad hot.â
     Sylas thought about the amount of work that went into Linden perfecting everyoneâs look. âThatâs a lot of work.â he said, âIâve always been impressed with you, but now more so.â
fidelius-x
Peach happily snapped a photo and then held up her phone to show him. âThanks, that came out great!â She laughed, âSorry, Iâve been trying to get pictures with everyone and of everything. I know itâs probably really annoying, but Iâm just so excited to be here. Anyway,â she waved a dismissive hand. âAre you having a good time?â
      âNo, itâs refreshing,â he commented. âYouâre actually the first to ask me to be in a picture, so if anything, itâs kind.â Sylas was always honest about how he felt about things. A trait that often landed him in hot water. âIâm having a good time I think. Itâs a lot better than just sitting at home with the pets. How about you? Are you having a good time?â
fidelius-x:
It was Peachâs first time at the annual New York Ghost gala, and she was ecstatic. She dreamt of attending this event ever since she was a teenager, and she couldnât believe that she was standing among the cityâs elite in the most elegant gown that sheâd ever seenâ let alone put on her body. Her smile was wide as she reached into her clutch and pulled out her phone; she had to capture this moment and many, many others. âExcuse me?â The witch said, to the person who just so happened to be standing closest to her. âWould you take a selfie with me?âÂ
     Sylas wasnât planning on attending the gala. If it wasnât for him wanting to suport Riley heâd be at home. Surprisingly, he was in a good mood. Sylas had been asked to take pictures, and this was the first time someone asked to take a picture with him. âO-Okay!â he said with an extatic smile. He moved closer and smiled.Â
coffeecortez:
      âIâm taking a little poll here at Witches Brew: What is the craziest rumor youâve heard the no-majs say about us?â
      âIâve heard quite a few,â he said thinking. âWe are aliens, we are pagans, we are mutants,â he said trailing off. âI find it fascinating how they view us, but I, and I know this is not ok to admit, like to hear what those who have issues against us say. I used it as a sort of reflection,â he said. Sylas had studied No-Majs and their history in school and had always had a curiosity towards them.Â
torturcdangels:
     Marley tilts her head up taking in the fresh air. It feels so nice to be out and about after a day of being cooped up in some annoying desk work and it looks like her Weimaraner, Harold, agrees. He takes one look at her and then lifts his head to smell the air, only to grow restless and search from something else to sniff. He doesnât get very far before his head gently touches the leg of a stranger and Marley quickly snaps her head to look at what heâs doing.  â Harold, leave âem alone. Iâm so sorry. He just likes saying hi to new people.â
      âOh hello,â he said as he petted the dog. âHey Marley,â he said with a smile. He was walking around trying to clear his mind. He was trying to appear happy so his friends didnât worry, and while he was good at keeping his emotions in check, he couldnât hide the despondency he still felt. He hadnât told his friends that he was thinking of proposing to his ex. âHow are you?â he asked with a sad smile.
empressofthecrossÂ
octavia merely stares at him, eyebrow tilted. then she rolls her eyes. âach,â the noise is throaty, accompanied by a shake of her head. âmen and their egos. just drink some milk and accept that you are not immune to the spice.â
      âI swear Iâm good,â he says. Sy is trying to convince his body that he is in fact fine. However, his body isnât buying it. He starts to sweat a little. âI just have to remember to not touch my eyes,â he says continuing to eat the taco. âMy lips feel a bit numb, is that...normal?â he asks after he is done.
TRUTH OR JINXÂ Â Â Sy sits towards the back, not really wanting to play, but rather watch.
He lowkey would play.
minus headphones + beanie
@rileygoldstein / not really a starter, but a self-para kinda thing
      He knew that he wasn't supposed to be shopping at no-maj shops, but he wanted to get Riley something for being there for him lately. It was when he was walking down the busy city street that he noticed a person selling pins. He looked at them wondering what he should get her. When he saw one that said 'Jedi' he bought it immediately. He put the small button in his pocket and proceeded home. It was a small gift, but it was his way of saying, âThank you for not giving up on meâ. He didnât have many friends, or rather he didnât have any other friends outside of his roommates. He knew people but still felt as if he was too awkward or his humor too out there. He put the pin into a small envelope with a small note that read:
     I saw this and I thought of you. I think the movies are incredibly long, but lightsabers are cool.Â
     He put the envelope on the table and sat down in the common area to read a book. Slightly nervous about the gift.
( alanis )
      âIâm taking a little poll here at Witches Brew: What is the craziest rumor youâve heard the no-majs say about us?â
     âThat we are from the future and are using future technology,â he said with a laugh. âWhere are you going to put your results?â he asked.
( alma )
thereâs a burnt sugar air about her, like bitter honey and sweet oleander, like leaving powdered sugar instead of footsteps, and it makes a home in her wherever she wanders. the serpent pub seems an unlikely match to her brand of living dream, what with its disrepair, but its drinks are strong and she likes to feel dizzy.Â
âwell, hello,â she titters around her straw, lifting up her oliver goldsmiths. âyouâve joined me at just the right time, darling. itâs simply fortuitous. the bartender has convinced me to order another drink without finishing my first - now itâs yours.â
     Sylas was second guessing going out. Heâd told his friends he was going out, but that didnât mean he had to. He could always just lie. He sighed realizing that wouldnât work because he didnât like lying to them. âOh, uh, thanks,â he said with a confused look. The woman looked familiar. However, he didnât say anything for fear of not remembering who she was. He hesitated. Be more...adventurous... but taking a drink from a stranger isnât exactly adventurous. Sy was about to give the drink back when he decided to let go for once. He held up the drink and said, âcheers,â before taking a sip. âAre you here alone?â he asked.
( zeke )
Zeke was almost breathless as he came to a halt in front of a stranger, âDid you see a kneazle run past here?â he asks, âIâve been following it for blocks, but it just figured me out.â
      âOh, a kneazle...no I canât say Iâve seen one, but I can help you look,â he said looking around. âWhat does it look like, and do they have a name?â
( atlas )
âI do not recall doing that, but if you say so, I suppose I should believe you? After all it is possible Iâve oblivated myself many times,â Atlas muses in his normal condescending tone. Atlas pokes his cheek with his tongue and says, âI do think that small fire was an anomaly, it is summer, and you know no majs and their solar mirror things, they reflect perhaps that set fire to your curtains?â He says despite knowing it was definitely one of his spell inventions backfiring.Â
      âI find that a bit hard to believe,â he said furrowing his eyebrows. âIf that was the case, wouldnât this be a common occurrence?â he asked. Normally, Sy wasnât the type to get upset, but given as he and his roommates had a lot of animals, a random curtain fire was a bit dangerous. Sylas looked at him with slight judgement. âI donât care if it was you. I would just like a heads up so I can make sure I catch it in time. I was in the middle of a good book.â
(Â demetria )
âCan we make this meeting quick? I do have quidditch practice to attend, and a five year old who while patient beyond his years is not going to be happy if I have to stay an hour later just because the coach is pissed that I was ten minutes late.â
     Sylas nodded quickly. âI just was going to ask if youâre going to that come as you are party?â Sy still hadnât decided if he was going to go but had a feeling that he was going to be encouraged, or rather forced, to go.
( octavia)
@knihts âi wouldnât recommend doing that.â octavia warns, her voice an enigmatic sort of warning. âiâve seen dire consequences from such foolishness in my time.â
      âWhat could go wrong?â he asked as he loaded up his taco with the extreme hot sauce. âIâll have you know I have an excellent tolerance for these kinds of things.â He said. He took a big bite of the taco and hot sauce, âHmm.â He gave a weak thumbs up.Â
@rileygoldstein
     Sylas sat in the common room with one of his bowtruckle, the group have a medium sized Wiggenbush where their branch lives. âHow are you today my little friend?â He asked with a soft whisper. Lately, Sy was becoming closed off. He told his roommates that he didnât want to talk about what happened; that he moved on. He lied and said that he wanted to go exploring more, try new things. In reality, he just wanted to stay home and take care of their animals. After a soft conversation about if he was all the things his ex said about him, he put little Duckie, his favorite character from Pretty in Pink, back on the bush. He slouched on the couch letting out a loud sigh.