#d. mortalisla

[amicocasio]

closed starter for @mortalisla​​ location: the last bean note: *jennifer coolidge voice* THESE BABIES THEY’RE TRYNA KILL ME

If there was something Amico liked, it was a good iced coffee and The Last Bean had many good options. It wasn’t some fancy artisanal shop that he would’ve loved to go to just because it was expensive, but it was good enough for him to get a damned good coffee. He never seemed to get a hot one no matter the weather either. What was ever the point? Plus, he was sure he had more of an aversion to it being hot now more than ever. After getting hot coffee thrown onto you, it really changed the perspective on things. That wasn’t going to stop him from drinking it altogether now though. Even though he was damn near positive that it wouldn’t be any better to get coffee of the iced variety thrown on him either. Nevertheless, he had been looking down at his phone when he saw the commotion out of the corner of his eye. A baby had gotten out of their carrier somehow and was a second away from climbing out. It would not end well if he didn’t intervene, that much he was sure of. So he quickly moved to the stroller’s side and held the baby up to buckle the damn menace back in. “You know, you’re a little young for extreme sports, kid. Give it some time, yeah?” All he got was some happy gurgle in response that he could only smile in response to before it quickly faded away. Whatever. Nobody had seen the expression, he hoped.

[amicocasio]

closed starter for @mortalisla​ location: the STREETS note: kisskiss fall in love

It wasn’t often that Amico found himself flying around in his dove form. In all honesty, he liked to walk around in his physical body. What the hell did a dove have to do in the entirety of Rome that wasn’t just shitting on people from up above? He was sure he had mentioned this to Ciro before. Couldn’t he have been some other domesticated animal? The demon had become used to it though. His favorite thing to do was show up in front of unsuspecting civilians, mostly supernatural. Sometimes he chose to do it to humans though. Or people that appeared human to him. It wasn’t often that they turned out to be something else, but he always hoped they would. Nevertheless, he had saw a head of red hair and swooped down towards her, circling around for a moment. After a minute or two, he appeared in front of her. “Boo,” he stated with a laugh before she could even figure out what the hell was happening. He wondered if she would swing on him. That would be even funnier.

[amicocasio]

closed starter for @mortalisla location: hakan's christmas RAVE note: he on demon time

It seemed like Evan had a babysitter for the night. Good. Amico had no problem with having the kid around, but how was he supposed to make any sort of move when there was a toddler staring up at him the whole time? That would just be half annoying and half uncomfortable. Anyway, what better time to make his move than at a rave? This was his kind of party, but he had a feeling it wasn't really hers. And that just meant he was going to show her around and make sure she didn't get lost. Who knew what would happen by the end of the night? Maybe a kiss. Maybe something else. Who knew? She was giving him the time of day. He might as well have gone for a kiss at some point. The fact that he hadn't in this long time they had been talking was just unlike him. It was fine though. Tonight would be the night. He was sure of it. Or, well, he hoped it would be. Eh, whatever. He'd play it by ear. "You having fun? You look like you might be missing some dancing in your life. I'm a great teacher, I'll have you know. Little samba maybe?"

[harellanx]

closed starter for @mortalisla location: caught you slippin note: yikesies

This was quite a decent body that the Great Old One had inhabited. What it could do was even better. They were sure that Harellan wouldn't mind all the bloodshed that would occur from their actions. It actually seemed like the hollowborn wasn't fighting much at all. That made this all the easier for them. Nevertheless, embracing the demigod they inhabited as someone of importance was something they would not do. Instead, the illithids all under their command were what they used to their advantage every time they found one of those little stragglers hanging about. This one that they had found though? Well, this one would be fun. A young teenager named Evander, a halfblood, hadn't been their target, but he would be useful in getting to the real target. Really, she wasn't anyone of importance. Just some dreadful human that wasn't even worthy enough to be inhabited by an illithid. Her son was though and he was now under their control.

It was easy to get the poor faiman to do their bidding. A quick call to mom and she was already on her way to see him. Pathetic little humans. All stupid and all useless. The flash of red hair was what they saw first. They started speaking just she came upon Evan and them. "Your son has told me so much about you, Isla. You can think of me as a friend."

[amicocasio]

closed starter for @mortalisla location: base camp note: existential crisis

Never in his many years of living as a familiar had he thought that he would be involved in something like this. Sometimes he wished that Ciro and him could have just stayed where they were, just travelling the world. Instead of that though, they were in the middle of a war. Amico didn't like the idea of it one bit and he hadn't pretended to. However, he was always going to be there for the witch. Through thick and thin, they would be together. Now there was someone else he cared for though. There was nothing particularly between them, but they had somehow gotten to the friendship stage of things now. He hoped that was good enough for the both of them. "How's Evan doing?"

[legioneoin]

closed starter for @mortalisla​ location: the last bean note: how many times will i buy isla cawfee

Isla was very human and it was the only thing that had caused Eoin to want to look out for her. It wasn’t that she needed it, that was for damn sure. However, there were a lot of things in Rome she couldn’t fully be prepared for. None of them could be. The Eye was in the Senate now, but she was still just around. It often made him wonder how well she was acclimating to all of it. He hoped it was well considering that was the only option she had for herself. That was why he had offered to buy her coffee and attempt to have some sort of conversation about it. They were at a table now and he took a sip of the coffee in his hand before speaking. “How are you doing? You know, with all of this?”