#1mpure

[asustad]

    ❛    it’s for you.   ❜     the lake household doesn’t celebrate many traditions,  with full schedules on both ends,  but gatherings,  with banisters decorated,  lights strung,  the gentle smell of warm chocolate in the air  -  gatherings were jim’s favorite part of the frigid season.    and it is apprehensive,  maybe,  the way a thin box is pulled from his hip,  wrapped in snowflake-infested,  iridescent wrapping paper,  finished nicely with a bow.  trollhunting wasn’t the most profitable of careers,  but chore money and saving up gave the perfect opportunity to splurge on a new fountain pen for a newfound ally.    ❛    from all of us.   ❜  

a  call  out  for  @1mpure  for  christmas  angst      !

[letmegrieve]

@1mpure started following you

“ There is something...intriguing about you, and that’s coming from someone not from this planet. ”

[aligxrous-blog]

@1mpure

                     Teacher. 

     Now, this was a new one. In her travels, she had posed as many things while squatting in an area but never had she taken a job as a teacher. It was far too easy for her bluff to be called. But with a rumor slithering around the underground like a serpent in the grass about a human trollhunter, a teen no less, made the job too vital to pass up. Not to mention the school was in dire need of a substitute English teacher making fake credentials to slip under the radar.

     She needed to warn the child about her quarry but first, she needed to find them. And that’s where the trouble lied. Milo walked down the barren halls, heading towards her class already attempting to formulate a plan on how she’d juggle this job and her nightly hunts. But she didn’t get very far in her thoughts when she turned a corner tightly, colliding with another teacher. Her bag went flying off her shoulder, sending books, pens, papers, and a pair of glasses scattering across the tiled floor.

               “Ah, Shi --- kies....” Right, kids and a professional atmosphere. She’d need to get creative with her cursing. Milo glances up, offering the older man an apologetic smile. “Sorry, first day and a bit excited and scatterbrained!” Without another word, she drops to her knees, attempting to gather up the still fleeing items.

[domzalski-blog1]

@1mpure - continued from here. ---

“Oh, I totally understand Mr.Strickler. I just need help with my history project, and who better to talk to than the big history guy, right?”

If this was what Jim needed to buy time to snoop around for clues about their deceitful teacher - then so be it. This was his job, no, his duty to the team. Besides, Jim would be treating to the next round at El Sabroso this weekend for his sacrifice. Anything was worth that...even being forced to do overtime with Strickler of all people. ...well except maybe getting eaten or something.

[dayspriing-blog]

thick brows lilted; though his instinct was to furrow them in his ire, he forced a level of neutrality to his face. he already wore his heart on his sleeve, to have his soul plastered in such display was -- exploitable. 

thus, he came across as a grumpy teenage kid, resentful. his hands shoved deeply into his pockets, shoulders slack and slumped -- disrespectful.

“mister strickler,” he started with, tone matching the boredom on his face. “my mother wanted me to tell you that she can’t make ‘tonight’, whatever that was going to be. a shame huh? almost makes you want to, you know, stop pursuing her.” 

his tone became a touch aggressive ( protective, overbearing like a bear. ) but otherwise he kept his cool. for now.

@1mpure

[astroliability]

@1mpure from x

a shrug, uncertain at the melancholy tone, his atlas-burden always heavier in light of the past.  “ i think that past strickler is someone who gave you the ability to change. ”

[mumtimestwo-blog]

@1mpure |

She doesn’t know why she’s here, possibilities are endless. But she’s ended up in a small town. Arcadia Oaks if she remembered the sign correctly.

It’s dark, too dark for humans to be out and about this time of the hour. An hour where the supernatural come out to play.

Being a being that has lived on the earth for over five thousand decades was something no one coud sneeze at.

And of course her instincts flaired up, and she was in a fighting pose in an instant.

Who was there?

[dayspriing-blog]

“well, sir, if that is so obvious then maybe you should know that running away from your fears or problems isn’t going to work. trust me, i out of anyone know that.”

@1mpure (x)