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selene constantine. twenty-two. witch.

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sammorzz‌:

“well. aren’t you just the shit then?”

“Do you not think my confidence is well earned?”

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sicviitaest‌:

“my apologies-” it was a POOR offering, at this point. she had dropped the ball, so to speak. it wasn’t a usual occurrence for someone like ziva, but she wasn’t infallible - the well disguised switch blade had fallen from her bag when it had taken an unfortunate tumble, and now… well. NOW the little knife was on full display, clutched in the hand of an unsuspecting seventeenth doll patron. “that would be mine.” the repercussions of a situation such as this could range from ‘found in the nick of time’ to ‘disastrous’, ziva knew. and this… verged on the latter. “i can explain?”

Leila had nearly grabbed the knife before Selene had picked her up. “Are you serious?” She narrowed her eyes at the woman. The knife didn’t bother her, she was no stranger to the reasons  someone might carry around a weapon like that. The carelessness of it all did. “You are in a public space. You have to be more careful. Someone might just get hurt.” She said, the disdain and annoyance clear in her voice. She shifted Leila in her grasp, holding her daughter closer to her. “That’s just reckless and irresponsible.” 

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teddybrocks‌:

“clearly you’ve never had a good sandwich, then. ‘cause you get the right kinda melted cheese? you’re onto a winner.”

“I have a toddler. Melted cheese takes more time than I have on a good day. Maybe in a decade and a half.”

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@blayzeconstantine said: ‘ i’m not trying my hardest but i’m very tired which i think should be taken into consideration. ’  // accepting

“I will keep that in mind.” Selene said with a twinge of annoyance in her voice. “I would keep in mind, you are close to the point where being very tired stops being an excuse.”

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@witch-hzl said: ‘ i love every cat in the entire world. every cat on the planet. if there are any cats in outer space, i love them too. ’  // accepting

“So you suggest keeping this one then?” Selene had never been much of a pet person but she’d found a small stray cat and Leila had gotten attached faster than she wanted her to. “My daughter seems to like it well enough.”

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@teddybrocks said: “Sandwiches. They are a beautiful invention, a stunning piece of technology.” 

“They make a quick meal. They’re useful.” Selene shrugged. “I wouldn’t call them beautiful. That feels like an exaggeration.” 

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@salcmtrials said: ‘ being my ex must be the worst thing. imagine losing me? ’   // accepting

“I wish I could imagine that.” Selene said, trying and failing to adopt a playful tone. Her voice kept its useful deadpan as she spoke. Most of her attention was focused on Leila who was running around the park. “Did you run into a particularly lamentful ex or something? 

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halvorbragison‌:

“You’re amazing – I owe you one. I’m sort of new to this whole area, unsure how everything works still.” Halvor wouldn’t know where to take the feline even if he wanted to go there right now. Besides it probably wasn’t open at this hour right? “Do posters work? I could help you put them up?”

“You really don’t.” Selene shrugged. She’d never been the most social person, never the best with dealing with people when she wasn’t playing a part. “I have no idea. I’ve never lost or found a pet before.” She rolled her eyes. “Or you could put them up yourself. I didn’t find the cat.”

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ofrcvenants‌:

“I really, really am getting tired of being asked to revive or communicate someone’s pet, can’t they realize it’s more complicated than that? Not to mention, I don’t want to.”

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“I don’t think many people realize that they can be so annoy with all of their frivolous requests.” Selene hummed. “Maybe you should start being ruder or start charger.”

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hapjordan‌:

Hal didn’t waste a moment suiting up into his lantern uniform to help lift the heavier debris. He used a giant baseball glove construct to dump it, and then hovers down to the ground. “Well that’s all the bigger stuff. What do you want to start with next?” [ @mementomoriisms ]

Selene’s magic had been more than useful during the clean up. Of course, by the time they wrapped up with the bigger stuff, she was ready for a nap. She surveyed the area. “Picking up the trash is probably best. I heat litter wreaks havoc on an environment.”

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@tofuisms said: ‘ holy motherforking shirtballs . ’

“I appreciate the self-censorship.” Selene hummed as she opened the door to the apartment open wider, further revealing the mess of clothes that had taken over it. “Sorry for the mess. I could not Leila’s tutu this morning. Unfortunately, she refuses to do anything without it.”

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closed starter for @scigaminim

".maercs ot gniog ma I ,em dnatsrednu t'nac uoy fI” Selene said, annoyance clear in her words. The strange looks she had gotten from everyone except her daughter, who even if she was old enough to question it, she had been exposed to backwards speak and magic since she was born, had been annoying since the start and had only gotten worse as hours passed. 

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ghcstbarnes‌:

bucky was, of course, security for this dance which found him standing outside, full combat outfit, just waiting for trouble to break lose. he hoped it just meant a few teens getting drunk that he’d have to tell off, but after the school’s last few events, he doubted he’d get the night off. rolling his shoudlers back, bucky spotted someone leaving the venue, whom he smiled to out of courtesy. “dance borin’, huh? i thought people loved ‘em? i certainly did back in the day. different dame every night an’ all that.”

The night was still early, just before nine. But she’d taken the time so get Leila used to a sleep schedule. Leila was supposed to be in bed by nine thirty at night, exceptions only for the nights Achilles wanted to do something with her. She shrugged. “I need to pick my daughter up from the community center.” She said. “Her bedtime means our nights often end early.” 

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ofempyreans‌:

* closed starter for @mementomoriisms / “i had no supervision when i was a kid.” 

“sounds like a dream. i had WAY too much-” a brief pause as she thought about her words and her childhood, trixie’s lips twisted as she amended the statement, “i guess i had the right amount for the sort of child i was. but STILL. do you know what it’s like to have heaven, hell and in between - all looking at you?” she shook her head, lips pursing, as if it were a BAD thing or something that bothered her when the contrary was the truth. “ridiculous.” 

“Does it?” Selene asked. Since they were young. resentment for their parents had grown within them, no matter how many times they reminded themselves that they had been given a choice in which parent to live with and ultimately choose wrong. “I believe that hell watched, at least a little. However, that’s more on my father’s profession than anything I may have done.” They said with a shrug. “It’s certainly something I would not wish for.”

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blayzeconstantine‌:

This was making him nervous, but Blayze looks over at Selene with hope that it would go over okay. Their lives were always interesting, especially since both of them had habits of following their father around. He doesn’t like to lie, but he wanted this off of his chest now. “Well no, but me, sort of? Oh, bad joke.” He says and just rips off the bandaid. He looks up, smiling enough to show the fangs in his mouth. “I’m a vampire. Two years ago I wandered into somewhere I shouldn’t have, and they did this to me so I’d keep quiet.”

Selene shifted a little, nervous herself a bit. “Okay. Is that all?” She said, any nervousness she had in the moment prior gone. Their lives had never quite been normal, and Selene herself had never shied away from the more supernatural aspects of it and had no reason to react negatively to the news. “I suppose I should reassure you now?” It came out more a question than a statement. 

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halvorbragison‌:

“Does this creature belong to you? I found it out here all alone.” It took some time to get the feline to trust him, but eventually Halvor was able to get it to approach him.  He had been walking home after a long day at work when he heard it meowing in his direction. “If not, what would you suggest I do?” The Asgardian doesn’t want to be much trouble, but he also doesn’t want to lave the cat out in the cold either.

“It’s not mine.” Selene had never had a traditional pet, nothing more than the birds that at times got stuck in the cabin they grew up in or the occasional stray that stayed for a few days before running off again. “I can’t take it.” They stated simply. A cat and a toddler felt like a terrible idea. “There’s a shelter somehow. Take it there. Or put up posters.”

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“Do you need something?” Eyes closed, Selene sat on the ground in the middle of a circle of candles. It was more for performance than a need for the more ritualistic aspects for her to summon the ghosts. The performance of her abilities, and more importantly the ways that people reacted in fear or excitement or disbelief, amused her. She opened her eyes, “If you give me twenty dollars, I’ll summon a dead relative for you.”