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original character in aria of sorrow. tracking: #roremque. IM's are okay!

[roremque-blog]

❥ NO ROOM FOR ROOMIES

     Hotel beds weren’t as bad as Yelp reviews made them out to be. Granted, she had a choice between two beds, but the room was actually quite cozy in all respects. Upon initial inspection, Romy was skeptical of the LUXURIOUS space, green eyes darting between each corner. It seemed like a joke in comparison to the motels she’d spent nights in, though the joke was much appreciated. 

Besides, the room was private enough to strip down into her underwear and bra. Sweet freedom, she thought, soon lounging upon the fluffier of two mattresses. A bit preemptive considering how the door then clicked open without a single knock.

❝Ey, don’t you ROOM SERVICE guys knock before enterin’?❞ she accused, still carelessly reclined despite her near-nudity.

@caelvstis​

[balloonwhisk-deactivated2022012]

I just feel like I’m late…

[roremque-blog]

❥ PETTY LITTLE THING

[thetruewonder-deactivated201702]

Altough somewhat insulted that he had been called a child (13 years old is a man on many cultures) he is aware that he looks like it - and he’s on his civilian clothes, nonetheless, his eyes quickly went from the TV to the remote, and even when he’s not interested on the TV, perhaps he could check how Gotham was doing without him.

Spite? Not at all.

With a quick movement, he grabs the second control “And what are you going to do about it?”

[roremque-blog]

     Narrowing her eyes at the boy, she pondered just how young he might be. With a judging gaze to his face, there came no doubt that she held more than a decade of experience over the brat youth. Almost as if to prove the point, he smugly snatched the remote identical to hers.

❝Tell you what---❞ she began with a steely resolve, lips pouted and a voice laced with irritation. ❝I’ll beat your bum, but ONLY IF you change my program.❞

❝We’ve got a deal? ‘Cause I won’t go easy on you.❞

[ruicho-blog]

e x p o s u r e / closed

@roremque

Anxiety seems to always fill her, whenever she was around feminine women. Those with long hair and more so if they were a foreigner, she had little to no confidence in being able to speak with them. This situation, for example, had her face a lady with pursed lips, and incredibly defined eyes – that they seemed to look straight into the soul.

Rui couldn’t help but feel, a little more than slightly intimidated.

Reflexively, she broke her gaze and refused to look at the lady.

“I… Sorry, was I disturbing you?”

[roremque-blog]

     ❝Disturbing me?❞ She echoed with disbelief, a smile overcoming her previously tight lips. The girl before her was soft in appearance as well as in extroversion, or so she would conclude. Sure, some people were unaccustomed to the overbearing personality she possessed, but it was rare Romy met a near-opposite.

❝Yeah, uh, nah.❞ It was hard not to laugh at the shyness she was facing and so to contain herself, both arms crossed over her chest before she leaned her weight to one side. ❝Can’t say the same for you though. I mean, I don’t BITE, least not nice girls. Seems like I scare you anyway, eh?❞

[roremque-blog]

❥ UP THE WALL

    Charging her way through the halls and lavish rooms in between, her head was downcast as to focus on harsh stomping of her feet. Thud, thud, crash--- her body bounced backward from an unknown blockade and one shoulder blade hit the wall, HARD. While the majority of this reaction stemmed from her own surprise, the situation gave way to anger and her head whipped up, synchronous to the hand reaching for her shoulder.

❝Watch where you’re stepping, will ya!❞ Voice hoarse and full of outrage, her free hand formed a steady fist upon spotting a man. Without a single thought against it, she made overzealous steps to invade the stranger’s space and tilted her chin just high enough to look him in the eyes. Defiance coursing through her veins, narrowed green eyes were unmoving from his seemingly apathetic face. ❝Think ‘cuz you’re big and stoic you’ve got a right to be rude to ladies?❞ 

@dynastcs​

[roremque-blog]

❥ LOUNGING AROUND

     ❝You gonna finish that?❞ she asked a stranger with little hesitation. Had she been in any other situation, Romy might have been more polite in her approach. Alas, she cared little for tact when sitting in a room which blatantly read as the drinking lounge.

❝Don’t care what the thing is, well, maybe a ‘lil. You aren’t drinkin’ a virgin, yeah?❞ Stirring her own drink with its tiny umbrella, her eyes eventually flickered to the man’s face while she awaited a response.

@thepenguin

[roremque-blog]

❥ PETTY LITTLE THING

     Exploring the hotel proved interesting at the beginning yet easily tiring. Many of the halls stretched farther than she would have imagined and it came as a relief to find an entertainment area. It was there she lazily lounged on a seat of leather, her eyes glued to a large television while flipping the channel with a remote. Peace was fleeting, however, as a child barged into the room soon after her. 

❝Eugh --- kids. Alright, so you gonna pick up that remote?❞ she asked with a pointed stare towards the second remote to control the television. ❝’Cause I wouldn’t SUGGEST IT.❞

@thetruewonder

[roremque-blog]

hey buds --- i come to you yet again with a spunky gal. i’m really stoked to have my precious romy here and i hope it’ll be a good experience for all! in any case, here’s a starter call for aos interactions --- no cap. i’ll probably do an open or mini later as well

[roremque-blog]

hey citta folks! this blog is going to be affiliated with another group, aria of sorrow, real soon. this is just a head’s up in case anyone is still following this blog.

[theeternalartist]

“I know … and right now I believe this is the best option,” he spoke as he already had a black long-sleeved shirt underneath the coat.  A desert man that truly hated the cold, he came prepared.  He’d also have a scarf, but he had already loaned that out to someone else.  When the hell did he become this nice?

“No price.  Just find yourself a job, and you can return it to me at my inn when you get a much better attire for winter or when spring comes along.  I am far from the hardest guy to find,” he commented without looking back over to her.  He hated himself, sometimes.  How weird it felt to be generous outside of simple compliments.  Embarrassing…

[roremque-blog]

     Pursing her lips in an almost childish manner, she contemplated his words. Now, one could assume he meant nothing by it, but Rosemary always was skeptical of people’s intentions. ❝That so? Well, thanks.❞ She settled for a meager smile of appreciation instead of questioning him further.

❝Hmm... You’re not scared I’ll nab this for myself?❞ She jested, amusement made evident through her eased expression. ❝Wait-- You own the inn?!❞ Exasperated, her eyes widened for a split second before she shook her head to clear the surprise. ❝How in the... hey, I got an idea. You have spots open for jobs? It’s kinda hard, finding work with my condition...❞

[roremque-blog]

@saskini

     She simply soldiered on. Throughout the streets were people she couldn’t recognize, faces uninteresting to her eyes. But in a crowd so large, she knew someone familiar would pop up soon. It was only a matter of how soon which she left to fate’s hands.

Tall, dark and hardly difficult to find in a crowd---there was her guardian angel. ❝Holy smokes!❞ And he looked not a wink different from their last encounter.

The only problem she had was remembering the man’s name. Despite her blank memory, the woman began running in his direction and waved an arm high above her head. ❝Ga--Gabe!❞ She grinned, proud of herself for remembering his name so quickly.

[cfmusings-blog]

             i myself am made entirely of flaws,         ⌜ stitched ⌟  together with good intentions. 

[notyourtypicalanimecatboy-blog]

Heliar had to stop himself from tilting his head.  He had no idea what she was talking about.  But he didn’t want to make himself look like a fool in front of a woman…

“I’m sorry,” he said, laughing a little bit.  “I don’t really see how the two of us are similar at all,” he said.  “After all, you’re a woman, and I–well–you know how men tend to be.”

Hopefully she would understand what he meant.  Or maybe she’d explain what this “gaydar” thing was and he wouldn’t have to ask…

[roremque-blog]

     Crossing both arms over her chest, she began to harden her stance while looking at the man. He couldn’t be serious. ❝You’ve got to be kiddin’ me. Cmon, you’re only proving the point!❞

A light smile returned to he lips as she formed a reply for him. ❝Men, women, the rest of ‘em... doesn’t matter! You’ve hit this gal’s gaydar.❞

❝Trust me, I may not look it, but I’m more of a rainbow than a straight line. You catch my point?❞ She nudged him verbally, adding a playful wink at the end of her sentence.

[quoted-books]

She was free in her wildness. She was a wanderess, a drop of free water. She belonged to no man and to no city.

Roman Payne, The Wanderess (via quoted-books)

[aliensentinel-blog]

The smile faded once the other asked for her name. (Should I say it? My name? It’s definitely not an earth sounding name. The person might abduct me if they think I’m an alien…) “Kinda?” Maybe a change of topic will do right now. 

[roremque-blog]

     Raising her brows at the apparent answer, her lips quirked upward in amusement. ❝Kinda? That can’t be your name, eh? Cmon, I don’t bite!❞ Baring her teeth for a second, she grinned wider and decided to begin with her own. ❝Mine’s Romy.❞

[theeternalartist]

Hearing a question asked, the red-head stopped to turn his attention to the one that wished for his time.  From her outfit alone, he could only wonder what it was she wanted.  As much as he hated the cold,  he could not ignore someone wearing an outfit for the exact opposite season that it was.

“… They pulled you into this city at a bad time, huh?” one would think that the scientists would had at least gave her a decent wear upon pulling her out, but he expected a little too much.  Removing his coat, he would offer it to her without an explanation.  “Don’t even worry about it.  Take it.”

[roremque-blog]

     Watching the man with an intent gaze, she lingered just behind him and awaited his answer. It was more pleasant standing inside the heated building rather than outside, she mused. But delving deeper into her thoughts, she nearly missed the man’s response.

❝Yep, it’s definitely not my bes--❞ Widening her eyes at him, she began shaking her head to protest the kind gesture. ❝What! No, I didn’t mean to ask you for your jacket, y’know!❞ A sigh was soon released from her lips, one hand reaching for the coat so she could wrap it around her shoulders. ❝Are you shittin’ me, this thing is like a heating blanket...❞ She murmured, revelling in the warmth which aided her goosebumps. ❝What’s your PRICE?❞

[natashagurdin]