Silver-Tongued Phoenix

"Why, hello~ And what can I do for you?" [An Independent RP blog for my modern phoenix grifter/thief OC. Canon character/OC friendly blog. Face Claim: Lasse Pedersen] Tracking: silvertonguedphoenix

[theshinkiyukine]

[Scold Prompt] "Yuki! What were you thinking? You should know better than to try something so dangerous like that!" Asher folded his hands over his chest as he frowned at the kid. "Do you know how worried I was? Seriously! What've you got to say for yourself?"

My muse has done something dangerously stupid. Come scold them heavily out of concern!

Yukine looked down, not wanting to meet Asher’s gaze. He didn’t like how the other was reprimanding him. He stuffed his hands into his pockets and kicked at the ground absentmindedly. “I don’t see why you’re so worried. It’s not like I would have died.” 

[silvertonguedphoenix-blog]

"Good," Asher replied, a small smile of his own coming to his face as he felt a sense of relief. He didn’t trust very many people with his home address, let alone with what was inside of his apartment… But Yuki knew both, even if the phoenix had been a bit dodgy on the details. Before he knew it, Asher was smirking mischievously, reaching up and ruffling the boy’s hair playfully. "And besides, if you’re going to do something ridiculously dangerous, you should run it by me first. If it’s really cool, I might join you."

He couldn’t stay mad at Yuki for long, didn’t like the taste it left. Getting upset with someone because of their safety being at risk… that was awfully committed. Luckily, Yuki wouldn’t expect him to attend any soccer games or anything, so having a friendship with him wouldn’t restrict Asher in any way. Maybe that was part of why he liked the kid?

[theshinkiyukine]

The younger male was taken by surprise when the other ruffled his hair. Yukine laughed softly and batted Asher’s hand away. “I don’t think you can handle the dangerous situations I get into, but if I find something that’s not so bad, I’ll give you a call.” Even though he meant it in a joking matter, it was true that some of the situations he was put in were not the most safest to be in. He wouldn’t risk the older male’s life like that. 

"And when I do, make sure you can keep up with me, I can’t have you slowing me down." Yukine grinned and nudged him with his shoulder. He was glad to have found a sort of companion in Asher. The boy didn’t think that he could call him a friend just yet, but maybe one day he could.

[silvertonguedphoenix-blog]

Asher laughed at that, sticking his tongue out at him oh-so-maturely. 

"Yeah, yeah," he replied. "I'm tougher than I look, kid. You might have trouble keeping up with me."

He liked being able to joke with the boy, being able to relax. Yukine didn't know that he was a phoenix - as far as he knew - but he'd never let anyone get this close to him. Family aside, everyone was a mark, every discussion was a con. Yukine was the first person who Asher had been this honest with, which was ironic, given that he hadn't told him the full truth, and Yuki was dead.

[alwaysshewrites]

Powers: Pyrokinesis

[silvertonguedphoenix-blog]

[*dusts off Asher's blog* Alright! Now I'm up and running everywhere!]

[ask-the-north-wind]

[For those of you who didn’t know, my husband recently lost his job, and so the unfortunate responsibilities of being an adult mean I have to go to semi-hiatus again. I’ll still periodically be on, liking and Queuing things, but won’t be able to RP for a while. I’ve still got to back-read threads, and there’s just not time for me to give you all the attention you deserve. :( I will probably reblog/post junk on my personal at cjs-place every so often until we’ve got things situated again. Thank you all for your kind words of support and for just being the awesome people that you are. :) I’ll update once we know more about scheduling and how things are working out.]

[silvertonguedphoenix-blog]

The phoenix gave an almost secretive smile as he nodded.

"Yeah, people pay a lot for them," he replied, taking another drink from his own soda. It was nice to have someone to talk to like this… "I even had a few museums buy some."

His eyes danced a little with that, a mischievous note in his voice that he couldn’t hide. Selling replications as the real things - complete and total fraud, mind you - was a fun game to him.

[theshinkiyukine]

"Wow." His eyes went over to the paintings again as he looked them over. He could only imagine how much he got for them. Only if Yato could paint, then maybe he could make paintings and sell them. They’d have their shrine in no time if they worked like that. 

Yukine took another sip of his soda, this one a longer one. When he brought down the can, a hiccup escaped from his mouth. He frowned at that. He didn’t even know that he could still do things like that, but he guessed he shouldn’t have been too surprised.

[silvertonguedphoenix-blog]

Asher would have been lying if he'd said he didn't puff up a little with pride at that, enjoying the boy's awe. He tried to hide it, though, smiling all the while.

"So, what about you?" he asked. "What do you do, now that you've checked out of the Living Club? You said earlier that you were like... a weapon? How does that work?"

He was awfully curious about it, to be honest. Yuki intrigued him, and he'd never heard of a shinki before today. He wanted to know more about his new... acquaintance, a word he made himself choose. Admittedly, he probably already liked Yuki more than he should have; the kid was pretty cool. 

[theshinkiyukine]

[Scold Prompt] "Yuki! What were you thinking? You should know better than to try something so dangerous like that!" Asher folded his hands over his chest as he frowned at the kid. "Do you know how worried I was? Seriously! What've you got to say for yourself?"

My muse has done something dangerously stupid. Come scold them heavily out of concern!

Yukine looked down, not wanting to meet Asher’s gaze. He didn’t like how the other was reprimanding him. He stuffed his hands into his pockets and kicked at the ground absentmindedly. “I don’t see why you’re so worried. It’s not like I would have died.” 

[theshinkiyukine]

He furrowed his brows and glanced up at the other. What was he talking about? Yuki fitting into some sort of balance? His orange eyes followed Asher’s movements. He averted his gaze once again, not yet ready to look the man straight in the eyes. Yukine’s expression softened and he blinked several times in a fit of confusion. Was he hearing Asher right? 

Now he looked at the man this time. The right words weren’t coming to him, so he opted for silence. In his mind he was still trying to understand what the other was saying. He never expected this, but he wasn’t saying he wasn’t just a bit glad about it. Asher was different from other people, so maybe, just maybe, he wouldn’t forget about him over time like Yato said people would. 

"I’ll try to be more careful next time." The shinki muttered quietly. A small, barely noticeable smile was on his lips as he said it.

[silvertonguedphoenix-blog]

"Good," Asher replied, a small smile of his own coming to his face as he felt a sense of relief. He didn't trust very many people with his home address, let alone with what was inside of his apartment... But Yuki knew both, even if the phoenix had been a bit dodgy on the details. Before he knew it, Asher was smirking mischievously, reaching up and ruffling the boy's hair playfully. "And besides, if you're going to do something ridiculously dangerous, you should run it by me first. If it's really cool, I might join you."

He couldn't stay mad at Yuki for long, didn't like the taste it left. Getting upset with someone because of their safety being at risk... that was awfully committed. Luckily, Yuki wouldn't expect him to attend any soccer games or anything, so having a friendship with him wouldn't restrict Asher in any way. Maybe that was part of why he liked the kid?

[theforgotten-soul]

silvertonguedphoenix came exploring

[silvertonguedphoenix-blog]

Asher paused, watching the girl for a moment in thought. He’d been hoping to find some privacy here, but… Would it really be so bad to actually try to get to know someone?

"Who else lives here, besides you?" he asked curiously.

[theforgotten-soul]

"There is a man and his wife who often stay in the main office." She said, nodding down the hall to it. "Harvey and Annabelle."

[silvertonguedphoenix-blog]

"Not to sound rude, but are they homeless?" Asher asked, stuffing his hands into his pockets as he looked around idly, making note of the snow outside now. The cold wouldn't bother him if he flew home... "Or... I guess it'd be considered squatting. None of you owns this place, though, right?"

[quotecomedy]

How I talk: 25% swearing, 25% sarcasm 50% a combination of both.

(via lupasolus)

[looseferrets]

Sabrina the Teenage Witch is an expert at counter-spells. 

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[devon-aiden-deactivated20160208]

I am legit crying right now

[crxwnedwithsmokeandfire]

Things that are not cool - The RPers edition.

Force Shipping #1 - Trying to force someone else’s muse into a ship that they are not comfortable with or has not been discussed beforehand.

Force Shipping #2 - Trying to force someone else’s muse to acknowledge/accept your OC as their spouse/child/cousin/grandparent/distant relative that nobody invites to weddings.

Metagaming and GodModding #1 - Trying to force someone else’s muse into a situation they are not comfortable with/have not discussed beforehand.

Metagaming and GodModding #2 - Killing/injuring someone else’s muse without asking/discussing first.

Ignoring a roleplayers rules/about/headcanons - They make these for a reason, usually spending a lot of time and effort on them and if you take the time to read them, you can avoid getting into problems while RPing with them.

Harassing someone about replying to your thread - A gentle reminder every now and again is fine (and usually welcome), but constant bombardment of their ask box complaining you aren’t getting as much attention as other thread partners is rude.

Interrupting someone else’s thread without prior discussion/permission - If you have an issue with the mun/muse, talk to them in a private message about it.

Ignoring repeated requests from someones muse (or the mun) to cease a particular activity due to reasons that may be distressing them. ie, triggers, etc.

Expecting mun to drop everything to answer your thread - RL and mun’s health comes before any thread.

[toxicpanda-deactivated20190125]

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[silvertonguedphoenix-blog]

[Text] code blu mgk fkd need hlp plz fst [/text]

Text my muse by accident to see how they respond.

Asher blinked, reading the text and squinting at it for a moment. mgk fkd? He had a guess as to the second part, but the first… He wasn’t sure. Still, he recognized the call for help that it was, and the phoenix couldn’t ignore it. Besides, he was bored anyways.

[Text] Where? [/text]

[silvertonguedphoenix-blog]

Asher snorted. What kind of emergency could be happening if he was chilling out in a living room? If he were lucky, maybe it involved strippers. But still, the need for not being seen meant that he probably would get to exercise his B&E and stealth skills, which were some of his favorite past-times. That settled it. He swung down from the fire escape outside of his window and working his way down to the street, where he donned his helmet and hopped onto his motorcycle. Grey Avenue wasn’t far from where he lived, so he could get there pretty quickly. 

It only took him a few minutes, actually, before he parked half a block away. He frowned when he saw the house that went with the address. Wasn’t this place supposed to be haunted? He sighed. Whatever. Ghosts didn’t bother him, and so he worked his way around to the back, keeping low and quiet. He slipped into the back door after a moment of listening for any signs of life behind it, and began the cautious, graceful movements that had kept him from getting caught his entire life.

When he reached the living room, he paused, listening carefully, stone silent for just long enough to hear… There. The faintest, quietest breathing. He moved towards it, keeping a careful ear out for whatever this person was hiding from. When he was close enough to see the figure in the darkness, he paused; wow… whoever this was was certainly nice to look at. Maybe there’d be time for flirting later.

"Got your text~" he said, voice incredibly low so as to be nearly silent. Only Marlo would hear him in the hush of the room.

[poptartsandparlourtricks]

 By the time Asher arrived, Marlo had managed to calm himself down considerably, reassured in the knowledge that he’d soon have a kickass bruiser ready to back him up and curbstomp some assholes! Thus it was with great confusion, and more than a little anxiety, that he found some guy crouched next to him — who sounded nothing like his good buddy, nor did he look anywhere close to Revik — telling him that he’d gotten his text. What? Just… what?!  ”Who the fuck are you?” he whispered abruptly, far too wound up to bother with little things like politeness and good grace. “Do you have Revik’s phone? Did you kill him and take it? I know karate. I’ll fight you.”  Perhaps he was being a tad overdramatic, but damn it he wanted answers! It didn’t even occur to his panicking mind that he might have texted the wrong number.

[silvertonguedphoenix-blog]

Asher smiled, amused by the other's confusion. He'd been confused, too, but now it was just fun. He had to fight not to look Marlo in the eyes - he didn't need the jolt of information that came from such a connection to living beings, and he certainly didn't like getting them. So, instead he just grinned and gave Marlo a once over. Cute, sure, but he was fooling himself if he thought anything might happen. "Name's Asher," he replied smoothly, still keeping his voice down. "Don't know anyone named Revik, but I'm certainly interested in your name."

Damn, did he feel sly. Tonight was one of his "on" nights, it seemed. If he kept this up, maybe he would become the master con artist he dreamed of being someday.

[silvertonguedphoenix-blog]

Asher sighed, staring out of the window in his apartment at the city. The moon would have lit it up brilliantly if it weren't for all of the street lights. He was bored again. Even forgery hadn't caught his interest tonight, though he hadn't removed his paint-covered apron yet. The sleeves of his shirt were still rolled up, even, the half-painted Rembrandt forgery sitting on the easel.

He pulled his phone from his pocket, flipping through his contacts. He wanted to do something... Maybe go to a club? He probably wouldn't dance, but he could always lift some wallets if it was boring. He didn't care, really; he just wanted to do something. Be around others, rare though that impulse actually was.

[owlknightofthefey]

His head jerked up and he scrutinized you “thought i could smell a phoenix, not a lot of you people left running around… And no the road wouldn’t be quicker, i live off the grid, in the forest, call me old fashioned but i like living by my own means, its so much simpler”...

[owlknightofthefey]

I turned to hear the bushes rustle and see him disappear into the forest in the direction of the road and sighed "why do birds get so freaked out so easily? I swear to lupus if that man makes me miss the hunt..." I chased after him "HEY! WAIT UP WILL YOU? I'M A WEREWOLF! THAT'S HOW I KN-and he's gone" i sighed watching him disappear and threw up my hands, screw it all, if he got eaten, it wasn't my problem anymore, i tried

[silvertonguedphoenix-blog]

Asher ran fast, tracing out a million escape routes in his mind. He knew the city well, but the hard part was deciding on a destination. Home? No, too risky. The storage unit? No, too secluded; he was already panicked, he didn't need to scare himself stupid. The diner. Public, well-lit... Perfect.

The young man ran down the street without regard for his surroundings, too startled to even try thinking through things just yet.

[silvertonguedphoenix-blog]

The ginger was hardly an exception, hardly paying the woman any mind until he grew closer, and paused in his step, eyes flicking up to her. He didn’t look her in the eye - Asher never looked anyone in the eye unless he could help it - but he couldn’t help but stare. Something felt… off about her. He couldn’t quite pin it down, at first.

There, that little nagging feeling… She didn’t belong to this life cycle. He couldn’t explain it any better than that. Asher caught himself staring and looked down, purposely trying to ignore her as he walked past. This was… What was she?

[argentatephoenix-blog]

His pause was enough to recover her attention, earning him a sort of lazy side look, and for awhile she simply stared back. Honestly, she was invisible to most of this community, without humanity left she but a spirit with the mentality of partially human. Emotion, general need for substantial things such as food and water to survive. Still.

"Wait-" It wasn’t a plead per say but, why in the world was she hopeful? Perhaps it was a lack of speaking on her side for who know’s how long. Whether he did wait or not one depended one would guess.

[silvertonguedphoenix-blog]

Asher paused in his step, swallowed gently. There was no need to panic yet... He looked back at her again, his expression bored despite being anything but.

"Yeah?" he asked, tossing a glance to the people walking around them, unsure of if anyone else saw her, or maybe no one gave a damn. In a city like this one, it could go either way. "What, you need cash for a cab or something?"

[theforgotten-soul]

silvertonguedphoenix came exploring

[theforgotten-soul]

"How do you know you have?" Hiroko raised an eyebrow.

[silvertonguedphoenix-blog]

The young man smiled as he considered the question. The police were onto him, he was at risk of being found out for what he was, or he’d accidentally started another fire… “The universe has ways of letting me know.”

[theforgotten-soul]

"I see." She nodded slowly, staring at him and his fiery aura a moment before looking outside. "It’s starting to get quite snowy outside." She muttered. "I should make sure Harvey’s okay." She turned to the other once more. "You may stay as long as you need. There are showers and clothing and mattresses. The teachers’ lounge and main office are already taken as living quarters so I advise you not enter either."

[silvertonguedphoenix-blog]

Asher paused, watching the girl for a moment in thought. He'd been hoping to find some privacy here, but... Would it really be so bad to actually try to get to know someone?

"Who else lives here, besides you?" he asked curiously.

[theboysarehere]