#jolyne 01

[inexcitabilis-blog1]

@cujoh-not-kujo

Street fights weren’t uncommon. They tend to happen closer to the evening hours where the nightly bars opened and drunks tend to pour out. He already had to deal with one not even a day since he got here so it was a common occurrence in this hell. It’s probably a good reason why he didn’t drink often if at all. Last time was unavoidable when one was in the middle of it, this time he could at least bypass, walking out onto the street just to avoid the commotion in general.

Up until one person collided with him. Out of reflex, he scruffed the stranger and lifted them up off the ground, already irritated with the contact.

“I will finish this myself if you lot do not take it somewhere else.” His voice was loud enough, but whether or not they heeded him was yet to be seen.

[nuovaxvita]

@cujoh-not-kujo

He was back at it again in Archimedes. As much as he enjoyed the Golden Ward, he wanted to fully explore that with Leone than going ahead and figuring it out himself. Home ward it is then. It’s fine though, closest thing to what home actually felt like though Greek in nature. It’s fine, aesthetically appealing though the white was hard to look at during the day.

Following a map, he wasn’t particularly paying attention to who was around him rather than where he was going. His shoulder clipped someone else’s and he looked up, brows raising past his cropped bangs as he looked at the stranger.

“Oh! I’m sorry about that, I wasn’t paying attention. Are you okay?”

[visibleworlds]

nice weave //dontcallmejojo

She watched the girl in front of her with a curious eye, her interest piqued.

Tsubaki had arrived to the festival grounds earlier that day, intending on spending most of it picking flowers and having bright and lively conversations. Things that were reminiscent of the meanings of spring, in essence- it was nice, she thought, to have a festival with the purpose of banishing winter. 

So here she was now, sporting a flower crown of daisies. She had settled herself into a comfortable position on a bench, watching the people milling around her curiously. It was interesting to watch the lives of others- how they behaved, how they thought... How they could possibly be convinced to give her money.

She noticed the woman after a few minutes on the bench- it was her hair, really, that drew Tsubaki's attention. It was done up in some strange style that she'd never seen before... And she had met a lot of people.

Perhaps this required a visit? Sure, it was just hair, but it was a better option than sitting around.

"Hello there, miss. I couldn't help but wonder what you're doing." a simple introduction. She didn't know what this stranger was like yet, so simplicity was a fine idea.