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[mpxalexander]

Crystals and Chaos

To start of a chaotic friendship with @dakotaxmp

A soft curse rolls off his lips at the loud noise that results from the Quartz bumping against the shelf on its way down to abruptly meet the floor. To be fair, he tried his best to cushion the fall with his foot. This, however, only changed the trajectory of the crystal from hitting the ground and risking a chipped corner to being kicked up with what he thought was a tiny bit of force and smashing hard against the floor instead.

For a second, he just stares at the tiny clear splinters that once formed the whole crystal, frozen in confusion as to how it all happened. Raising his hand and offers his most charming smile to the only customer in the store. “My bad.” his voice is a blend of apologetic and cheerful.

Alexander isn’t a clumsy person, and usually his reflexes are quick enough for him to be able to catch it. So why exactly did he just make a fool of himself? Well…a very handsome distraction.

Moments before disaster, his eyes were busying themselves by glancing at the man. Though, his personal definition of ‘glancing’ would border on ‘staring’ for others. Hunter’s friend, who is patiently waiting for his boss to return from his lunch break. He believes his name is Dakota. Or at least something along the lines of that.

Secretly, his gaze travels from the stranger’s side profile, down to his shoes and back up again while Alexander makes his way over to place the box in his hands onto the counter.

“Excuse me,” the smile hugs his words as he positions himself next to Dakota—a little closer than he intended to—his finger absentmindedly pointing towards the door behind him, “just gotta get something out of that room there.”

[mpxdavina]

The Medicine Ball

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The busy spell just calmed down. It appeared that as the cold persisted on the island that many of the demis had not taken the necessary precautions to protect their health. She was glad she had made her employees a daily round of immunity protecting teas, or by now, she sure that they would have been under the same circumstances of the customers that they had throughout the morning.

When another man approached her stall, she saw some of the more similar symptoms of a cold. A small frown burrowed on her visage, concerned about the other. Once he was close enough, she finally spoke up. "Welcome!" She speaks warmly to the other. "Where you seeking a certain type of tea? I might have some recommendations."

[mpxvalentina]

pranked by the universe~

from here with @dakotaxmp​

They were on their way to the park when Dakota came to a sudden halt in the street. She played up the “dumb rich girl” act often but Valentina was anything but. Valentina can’t help but follow her friend’s gaze. Easily finding who had Dakota’s attention before chuckling at his very visceral reaction to the gentleman down the street. Making a comment about the past as he looked as if he’d seen a ghost, a very attractive ghost too. “Dios Mio, is correct, Dakota. Who is that gorgeous man and why are you mad about it?!” The demigoddess chuckled at Dakota then as he spoke up towards the sky. She needed backstory and she needed it now. The curiosity was driving her crazy given the reaction he was having here in the middle of the sidewalk.

She linked her arm with his and guided him into the cafe right next to them to get his attention somewhere else. Getting them into a comfortable spot at the window, so she could see the handsome guy across the way but also keep Dakota from embarrassing himself. “Wanna tell me what that was about now?”

[mpwukong]

cont from here w/ @dakotaxmp 

“Hmm” with a lazy, somewhat tipsy, smile Wukong leans his cheek on a rolled fist and watches the other as he flits around behind his bar, leaving the strewn piles of CVs momentarily as he shifts towards him. Wukong liked the other’s sentiment, he wasn’t a bad person after all, and such genteel acts of compassion were nice to see, even if he could not say he shared the ability of their sentiment. Besides, forgiveness in its purest form is something that sits well with him, as he is such a troublemaker he’s often found falling on the good graces of others forgiveness. That, and a charming smile, had gotten him far indeed. 

At the mention of his drink the god’s eyes glance down and noticing his fruity concoction had become just ice, so he quickly nods in enthusiasm and sits up to push the glass forward. “Yes, please and do you have any of those little straws?” Lifting his fingers he tries to gesture the unfolding of a small parasol, before leaning back is long form against the back of his stool. “Do those resume’s have any pictures?” he enquires with a rather suggestive wiggle of his eyebrows that would make any HR representative grimace. “For a medical opinion, obviously-” he coos, boyish grin in full force.

[mpxblairkim]

TV Re-runs | Blair & Dakota

@dakotaxmp:

Dakota is flipping through channels behind the bar of Honeypot and had paused on an old re-run episode of Wizards of Waverly Place when Blair had piped up. In truth, he didn’t even realize that he had stopped for so long until she had spoken up from her place not far from him. Turning a little red in the cheeks Dakota laughs, deep and happily, before he shrugs his shoulders.

“I’m a sucker for Disney,” he admits. “TV wasn’t really my thing too too much when I was growing up but I liked this show. It had a relatable family on it and..well the theme song used to get stuck in my head a lot. Strangely only when I had to remember important things.”

She couldn’t help but chuckle. Being a musician back in high school meant that Blair often found herself engulfed in her music; during the time when she wasn’t off causing trouble, that is. She’d never been much of a pop music fan though, let alone a Disney music fan, but there was a humour to those shows that she always appreciated.

“It’s funny; I thought I could learn English from watching these shows,” she explained, but shrugged her shoulders, “And then I realised that it didn’t really work and I didn’t want to study either so... my English is still shit.” She laughed, her statement having been accented by one of the few English words that she knew well.

[exmphades]

Sir Boss Sir | Dakota & Hades

@dakotaxmp

It’s been a peaceful month. A quiet month. A month in which he’d gone back down to the Underworld to recalibrate, to find himself at ease again and to decide on his path for the near future. He’s still not entirely certain about all of it, but a few things have definitely already been rearranged. He’s given up his position at the Lion’s Den, the bookstore a delight but somehow not the right fit for him. So he’s decided to take up his previous job at the hospital again, but since that alone is not enough to fill his time with, he’s decided to take up a few more jobs.

At some of his friends’ businesses, more specifically.

So there he is, once again at an hour when the bar isn’t actually open yet, but he figures at this point in time - years down the line of their friendship by now - Kota will have to be more than used to his habit of walking in unnanounced and unwanted, so he doesn’t care about that in the slightest. All he made sure of was that the young Mayan demigod is actually present within the bar currently, because that part is necessary for what he is planning

“Hi,” he says as he just sort of bulldozers inside, bright blue hair nearly shining in the afternoon sunlight and an easy grin on his features. “I’m here to apply for a job.” He doesn’t hesitate in the slightest as he walks over to where Dakota is working and puts the paper with his information and credentials down on the nearest dry surface in front of the male.

“What positions are you hiring for?” He asks then, grin having turned into a cheeky smile as he casually leans against the counter and looks at his young friend like that.

[mppan]

Kissmas || PanKo

// @dakotaxmp Continued

Bare feet scatter dirt and bits of leaves, but Pan doesn’t mind one bit as he lets himself into the demigod’s kitchen to take a seat unceremoniously on the kitchen counter.

“Me? Heathen? Taken a look in the mirror lately, brujo?” The last world rolled elongated off the god’s tongue with a laugh. “Material goods are here nor there.” Pan took out a sprig of mistletoe he had shoved into his pocket and dangled it over his head like a cat toy at a kitten. “There are other kinds of gifts, you know.”

[exsehunmp-blog]

I Need A Drink

It’s been one day. One day.

He has spent about two hours of teaching a self defence class. Two meagre, short hours.

He’s already done with it.

Usually he would go for a fly, but the bruises over his chest still pull at his wings when he tries and he’s recently learned (from the internet he can now access again) that trying to strain his muscles might only make things worse in his current situation.

So he does the next best thing and walks into a bar.

This is not the setup of a stupid joke, however, instead it is Sehun walking over to the bar itself and sliding down onto a stool. He pulls the bartender’s attention with a simple but inoffensive motion of his hand.

“Yo, dude, get me a drink. I had to deal with about five idiots in a row today and I can’t handle.”

A pause, Sehun automatically thinking back to the exact situations of idiocy before heaving a deep sigh and rubbing his forehead in exasperation at how stupid people can be.

“Make it something good.”

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