@cinderella-esque.
❛ oh! may i ask where you got your clothes? ❜
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@cinderella-esque.
❛ oh! may i ask where you got your clothes? ❜
*:・゚✧*:・゚✧ { @cinderella-esque || had a close encounter ( ★ )
that must have been the girl he had heard about from time to time. the volatile, scornful woman with an obsession for another classmate he had not met yet. he had heard her name thrown about once or twice between descriptions and uncouth gossip. YUKAKO YAMAGISHI. a name feared, a name harshly spoken. it made him wonder what it was exactly that had earned her such a reputation. an alien had very little right to judge humans based around verbal conjecture. not that he would, even if he WAS one. mikitaka was not judgmental by nature. in his eyes he saw nothing more than a woman with hair darker than the night sky without stars .
maybe his friends were mistaken. even HE would be somewhat cold and distant if he was without the periodical view of the stars. maybe she was just missing hers .
❝ are you looking for something ? ❞ he doesn’t sit down across from her. rather, he stands a respectable distance away when he asks. it appears as though she could be, considering her attention is elsewhere even as he approaches. if anything, it would have killed him not to at least OFFER a helping hand. ❝ maybe i can assist you in finding it . ❞
whether that smile is his, or merely the upturn curl of his purple lipstick, one can never be sure. sharpened fingers curl ‘round his cheek, startling eyes piqued with intrigue for this girl.
‘ there’s something special about you, isn’t there? ’ he laughs and elongated canines become quickly apparent.
‘ go on then, tell me. what is it about you that makes you stand out from your average human? there’s something. ’
@cinderella-esque piqued interest / open starter call.
• • { @cinderella-esque || ♥’d
❝ i would ask you how you are, but it’s blatantly obvious you’re already FED UP with being here. ❞ keicho’s expression is stoic, for a moment, before an entertained smile perks at the corners of his mouth. watching idly from a short distance, as keicho always did. of course he was but a stranger absorbed in his self-conceited plans to her. was this an idle check up on one of the stand users he’d created or just his idea of a GAME? it all depended on how each side played their cards. ❝ SOMEHOW i’m not surprised . ❞
@cinderella-esque LIKED FOR A STARTER!
he swung the tarot card around, revealing the fate of the other’s future. he read it for a moment, eyes widening and his jaw dropping. all a facade. in reality, he is just pushing her in, trying to make her amazed or interested that he could truly see all of her life before, and ahead. he pulls back from the table, and when he does, a hand taps on the card he flipped. purple dust swarms as he twirls a lanky finger upward. it becomes a mountain.
‘ --- your future ain’t gonna be pleasant. ‘ facilier thrusts a hand toward the illusionary mountain. a zap of green smacks it, and a loud scream is heard echoing in the distance. ‘ what i see is you falling off the edge of a mountain, after a huge fight! you ain’t gonna last long. you better... watch ya back. ‘
he is leaning and whispering by this point; eyebrows are furrowing with a suave concern. lips curl around bucked teeth as he tries to whisper in her ear.
what a tragedy it was to be in love, the affairs of the heart leaving you beaten & broken. mind betraying your EVERY WISH, overflowing with thoughts of what could have been, memories of a past life. a simple look in the girl’s eyes, the window’s to her soul, & the dark mage could see all her little hopes & dream, SHATTERED. what a tragedy indeed.
❛ ———- my dear, stop wishing upon dead stars. ❜
@cinderella-esque, ( ♥ ) !!
@cinderella-esque // starter call
❝ zach no, zach, come here. zach STOP. ❞ he spoke in the must mundane voice, almost as if he didn’t care that his labrador was jumping all over this girl. not with malice, more so in the friendly way. that’s just how zach was. john however, couldn’t really care less if the dog was just plain annoying or if he was vicious-- she was just lucky. as the dog pottered back to his side, the best he managed was to give a brief shrug and a shallow ❝ he’s sorry. ❞ rather than an I’M SORRY.
Just like that? Talk about being tapped with a case of the unexpected. Hearing that earnest request to at least get a name out of his cheery mug was understandable enough. Thus, a friendly hand would be held out in order to initiate a shake.
“Jeeze. Where the hell are my manners here? Names Ryuji Sakamoto! Nice to meet’cha ahhhh--.. You mind if I go and get yours too?”
@cinderella-esque