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sahara khouri twenty-three no more, i've taken shit before but i am older now, a little wiser now. no lies, if caring is a crime then i'm a criminal ... #momfriend

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❪    ・  ♡  ♥ ・   ━  orionfairchilds     ❫

she nodded in agreeance. anytime she got to spend time with sahara was nice, and she was desperate to explore a little bit. if she found wren, that would just be a bonus. “sure, lead the way, cutie,” she said, taking sahara’s hand.

can’t help but smile when orion calls her cutie. ❛     you’re the cute one,     ❜ she replies, before heading the way she’d mentioned, pulling orion along behind her. ❛     anything specific you’re hoping want to find?     ❜ besides wren or kareem?

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❪    ・  ♡  ♥ ・   ━  enzopetros     ❫

Enzo looked at the girl, and smiled a little, and then he said “I’m not really even sure what my job description is if I”m being completely honest. I was just told that I’m in charge of any thing involving disciplining students.” He ran a hand through his hair again, and then he spoke an introduction. “I’m Enzo Petors the most attractive of the Petros siblings, and you are?”

❛     oh ... then i guess it was in your job description.     ❜ a smile, regardless. the expression is marred slightly when a flush steals over her cheeks when he describes himself as the most attractive of his siblings, but she composes herself. ❛     sahara khouri. um ... i think i’m equally as attractive as my sibling ... ?     ❜

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❪    ・  ♡  ♥ ・   ━  icyxctavia     ❫

“Ugh, I hate these things!” Octavia groaned, staring down at the open hood of her car. The woman was not at all a fan of the moving machines, but they had turned out to be quite an efficient source of transportation. Just as she was about to let out another exasperated moan, something coming around the corner caught her attention. “Hey… HEY!” she called out. “Do you think you could help me real quick?”

a look of wide-eyed shock & surprise crosses sahara’s face as the other asks for help. still, she can’t help but step forward anyway, a look of guilt beginning to mar her otherwise cartoonish expression. ❛     i would but, um ... where i’m from, horses, camels & magic carpets are the main sources of transportation ... second only to our own feet, of course.     ❜ she glances at the metal beast, unsure even where to begin with it. ❛     i don’t know how much help i’d be.     ❜

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❪    ・  ♡  ♥ ・   ━  enzopetros     ❫

Enzo looked at two students as he broke apart the fight. He rolled his eyes as he looked at them “Okay, I’m not usually one for breaking up fights, but it’s apparently my job now or some shi.. something, so do it on you own time at least like in your dorm.” He ran his hand through his hair, and then stepped away.

she’d just been walking through on her way to get a bite to eat, when a fight had broken out in front of her, blocking sahara’s path & making her stop in her tracks. her own attempts to break up the fight had been futile ( you can’t appeal to someone’s good nature if you don’t even know who they are ), but she’s glad that a staff member stepped in. ❛     thank you for that,     ❜ she says, lowering her voice so the arguing students don’t overhear her. ❛     i’m sure it’s not really in your job description but ... thanks, anyway.     ❜

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*screams* my starter on ashton refuses to show up in the starter tag n i just !!!!!!!

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hey guys! so last night i indulged myself & took up ashton bjorgman, but his posts aren’t showing in the tags yet because tumblr sucks. you can find his intro post here, his about here ( bio and all ), & his starter here!! i’ll def be on everyone later to do some replies, but i’d love to get some plots or whatever up & running on ashton! 

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❪    ・  ♡  ♥ ・   ━  ofskellington     ❫

whisper was unsure whether to be surprised to find that she had not blown up on them yet despite their cocky and smug attitude or be grateful she so far hasn’t turned into an argument of sorts with them. truly amused and compliant, the brunette answered her question with as much ease as they had confidence in their precious statement. “’dunno. not my job, therefore not my problem.” it was straightforward enough for their case. “why? never been in one before?”

she isn’t wholly sure that living in a place with a lot of floor space is considered a problem, but can see that she won’t get any other kind of explanation out of them - not that it was a question that had needed answering, really. ❛     well ... no. i’m sure a lot of the beings here haven’t been in one before. i wouldn’t think it’s a common past time, unless you’re a royal or maybe a socialite.     ❜

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❪    ・  ♡  ♥ ・   ━  mercyskellington     ❫

——❝right, it’s the same sort of concept. different architectural styles, different cultures – but, hey, no questions are silly. it’s worse to not ask and forever not know.❞ mercy paused, considering. how much did she feel like talking? TRICK QUESTION – she loved talking, so of course she felt like talking very much. and there were worse topics … and no better way to occupy the time, in any case. the pause was long, and mercy let her decide if it really was a pause, or if that was that. when she got her answer, mercy shot her a short smile before responding. ❝i guess it does. i dunno, i lived in a castle and this place is absolutely nothing like home. maybe that’s what castles on this planet look like.❞

❛     isn’t there some saying about better to stay quiet & be thought a fool, than to open your mouth & remove all doubt, or something similar? -- but, um, thank you for answering the question anyway ; makes me wonder what all those different architectural styles are like.                   what does your castle look like then, if it’s absolutely nothing like this place?     ❜

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❪    ・  ♡  ♥ ・   ━  salemisscary     ❫

they brushed off her thank you. it wasn’t needed. but anyways, once she looked, they did too, but the reason was unknown to them since salem hadn’t been paying attention to this tour at all. which was going to bite them in the ass, they know it. “pretty name,” they stated, giving her a small smile. “where are you from?? if you don’t mind me asking.”

a small flush creeps over her cheeks at the compliment, but that’s the only acknowledgment it gets ; she’s always been a little unsure of how to handle them ( is a thank you appropriate? it’s not like she chose it, after all ). ❛     oh.     ❜ a brief pause as she weight up her choices. sahara’s never been on to ever fully trust a person ( her fatal flaw, perhaps -- her annoying contrariness. wanting the best for everyone, but still assuming them of having ulterior motives ). add on top of that who her father is ( forgiven or no ), & she’s always been a little hesitant on telling people where she’s from. still ... they’re here as war refugees ; if there was ever a time to get over her inherent suspicions of other people, it would be now. ❛     agrabah,     ❜ she says at length. & then, because it’s only fair ( they asked first, after all ) : ❛     what about yourself?     ❜

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❪    ・  ♡  ♥ ・   ━  esmemercier     ❫

“ yeah. ” she smiles. “ i’ve grown so used to it that it doesn’t impress me all that much anymore. “

❛     i can’t imagine ever being so used to living somewhere that it stops being impressive     ❜ sahara replies. but then - her family are commoners. jafar may have been forgiven for his actions, but his fall from grace ( esteemed royal vizier to middle class commoner ) wasn’t anything that could be taken without feeling the sting. he’d lived in a palace & taken it ( & his job security ) for granted, & now his children were paying the price. ❛     still, i suppose it could get boring after a while. just like if you see a beautiful sunset every day, you start to wish you could see sunsets even more beautiful, because you’ve become accustomed to the current ones.     ❜ a lengthy analogy perhaps, but the best one she has on hand ; beautiful sunsets are plentiful in the desert.

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❪    ・  ♡  ♥ ・   ━  orionfairchilds     ❫

“we’re not going to get lost! we have a map, and if we do get lost, we have these cool little cell phone things,” she said, pulling the phone out of her pocket and showing it to sahara, as if she hadn’t already seen it. “which direction should we go?” 

sahara hadn’t given the glass rectangles much thought ; she hadn’t ever needed them back home, & seeing people around here so quickly get sucked into them worried her a little. she didn’t really want to become someone who had their face glued to their cell phone 24/7. but she can see that they’re useful - able to be used to capture moments, talk to people, &, most importantly, find one’s way around places. a nod, & she points to the right. ❛     let’s go this way & try our luck?     ❜ & even if they do get lost, at least they’ll be able to see parts of the place that mightn’t have been included on the tour.

[dailythirlwall]

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❪    ・  ♡  ♥ ・   ━  orionfairchilds     ❫

“i understand, but i promise you that we are all safe here.” she replied, rubbing her shoulder soothingly. she looked down at their hands with a smile and nodded. “that is their job, you’re right - i bet if we just start exploring we’re bound to run into them? what d’you say?” 

❛     alright!     ❜ sahara agrees. she hasn’t really been paying much attention to the tour anyway -- not since she realized the school looked like a castle, anyway, & a self-guided explorative tour of the place seems a better way for her to wrap her head around where everything is. she’s always been slightly more hands-on that way. ❛     but if we get lost, i’m blaming you.     ❜

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❪    ・  ♡  ♥ ・   ━  aikohamada     ❫

the next step on this whirlwind journey they were all forced on was a tour of the school. she’d already been shown her room, which wasn’t too bad. so, she was expecting the rest of the school to be the same, not amazing, but not the worst. as she took in her new surroundings, aiko realized that one of her new roommates was in the same tour group as her. “i have no clue, to be honest. i bet one of the many members of royalty we’re here with would know,” she remarked. “i’m guessing your home wasn’t super fancy either?” now, aiko has a nice home, but it was nowhere near the extravagant palaces where many of her peers used to frolic. 

❛     probably, but oh, can you imagine me asking them? they’d know i’m a commoner straight off -- probably wouldn’t even want to talk to me!     ❜ know that’s a lie, really - kareem’s best friend’s royal, & even one of her best friends is royal -, but can’t help feeling how she does. there are times when she’s certain orion & wren will realize the khouri’s are commoners, & desert them ( pun unintended ). she doesn’t really think she’d blame them, either. ❛     i’m glad it was you who heard me ask, & not a royal,     ❜ she admits with a small smile. ❛     at least it sounds like neither of us were palace-living people. .. my home was ---     ❜ what’s a nice word for saying little more than a run-down shack in the middle of a desert, because your father is a backstabbing, power-hungry traitor? ❛     --- compact. ... but that just means it was a lot easier to clean than i’m sure a large house or a castle would be.     ❜

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❪    ・  ♡  ♥ ・   ━  ofskellington     ❫

the brunette couldn’t help but groan at the mention of a tour. were they not fully capable of figuring out where everything was? then again, royalty had the advantage of not needing know where everything was at all times — there was always someone to do it for them. whisper was not surprised at the question though, scoffing in response. “not even close. the front foyer would’ve been at least twice as big and the rooms — or dorms, as they call it here — are much more furnished. it may seem like it, yes, but it’s far from accurate.” says the one who only has their own castle to compare it to.

❛     oh.     ❜ she’s thrown off by the brusqueness of the response, & can’t formulate a response for a moment. she can’t help but feel idiotic for asking such a question if the answer was such a resounding NO, but reassures herself that it was a reasonable question to ask : palaces in agrabah are certain to be different from castles in other lands. but then the other talks about all the space in a castle, & the girl can’t help but feel a pang of envy. back home, most live paycheck to paycheck --- large houses are not the norm, & most living spaces are rather cramped, to say the least. ❛     wow,     ❜ she breathes, word falling reverently from her tongue. ❛     what do you do with all that space?     ❜ 

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❪    ・  ♡  ♥ ・   ━  salemisscary     ❫

they stare at her for awhile, but then they soften their look and smile. it wasn’t genuine – their fake side was coming out – but they decided that maybe they should be nice to at least one person. “you don’t need to thank me,” they state, shrugging their shoulders. “salem. my name is salem. – and your’s??”

❛     well you answered my question, so i’m sure that deserves a ‘thank you’ at least,     ❜ she responds, glancing briefly at what the tour guide was now pointing to. nothing terribly important, it seems. ❛     it's nice to meet you, salem.              i’m sahara.     ❜

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❪    ・  ♡  ♥ ・   ━  mercyskellington     ❫

——mercy glanced to her left, the glance nothing much because that’s what she felt then. sure, the girl sounded all earnest and not even the tiniest bit sarcastic; and sure, people who sounded like that were usually some of mercy’s FAVORITES to start conversations with. earnestness was just so easy. those were the people she’d found had no guile whatsoever, who tended to take her at face value. ( like she deserved it, too. ) but mercy was bored of the tours and didn’t quite feel up to chatting this girl out of house, home, and information. maybe just chatting would be best to start off with, she decided. she took pity on the girl and stole another glance to her left. ❝ all castles are different. maybe it’ll be like living in a type of castle. ❞

❛     that ... makes sense. all houses are different, so obviously all castles would be different. i guess it was a silly question to ask.     ❜ but she hadn’t been able to help it, & now she’s paying the price --- looking like a naive, wide-eyed, no-clue-as-to-how-the-world-works young girl. & whilst she knows she’s been sheltered to some degree ( further negative effects of being confined to your own house for most of the time ), she doesn’t consider herself naive. ❛     it does look rather like a castle though,     ❜ she adds at length. ❛     maybe they did that so the royals would feel more at home here.     ❜