#justicze

[strelitzic]

@justicze​  said : "new friend new friend new friend new friend new friend NEW FRIEND! NEW FRIEND!" and then she s c r e a m s (in delight.)

SILENTLY PUSHING ASIDE THE FRANTIC REPEAT OF     the same words , strelitzia found herself staring at the other in mild awe.  a new friend.  her??  she had a friend??  someone thought of her as a friend??  she  ...  wasn’t quite sure what to think nor say.  but she had to throw something out.          ❝  are you sure? you want to be friends with me? i’m ... quite boring to be friends with though so ... are you sure?  ❞

[asakishi]

"Ah? Ah? Eh? AH? Mister Riku! Please don't lock me outside of your spaceship! You do not even know the beginnings of the trouble I went through to get a space permit in this day and age! Mister Riku! Mister Riku! At this rate, all of the cookies I baked are going to be floating in space forever! Mister Riku!" BANG BANG BANG BANG BANG. "Mister Riku! Do let me inside!"

     There was the smallest of urges to simply leave her out there in the fringes of space, briefly wondering if zero gravity would simply take her away from where his ship resided in due time. But then, he surmised that she would find him again, somehow. Someway. 

     He pressed the button that released the docking clasp, the loading bay unlatching as he looked down to a barely spinning lime-hair colored girl. ❝You’ve got to stop this. I’m going to go bald at this rate.❞

[asakishi]

"There's no need to be a sour-butt! Or a stinky-butt, either! Y'know, this bath bomb is one I made all by myself. It has epsomsaltglittermicabakingsodacitricacidcoloring--undisclosed because of an NDA & sales contract but /totally/ safe--and it's vanilla scented. They're only worth exchanging your gratitude and attitude for one that will open the path to the afterlife in the arms of the Goddesses! And, it would be awfully sweet if you donated a little bit to the convent! It's a BIG steal!"

     ❝…What? I–can you slow down for one second, please? …I’m not interested.❞ Some comedic tie between annoyed and mildly disgusted crossed his face as he regarded her “bath bomb”, turning it away with the back of his hand. ❝Don’t much feel like being “opened up” to the goddesses today. …or ever.❞

[pyrhass]

"Oh, Oh, Oh! That's a bagel? It looks awfully like a donut, just cut in half. Can I put frosting on it?"

Her attention shifts to the person at her side. The gladiatrix does little to acknowledge besides looking in that direction, for now. Then her gaze falls on to the plate, atop it, the half of a bagel. Its counterpart rests right in-between Pyrrha’s fingers as she prepares it for the morning. 

“You are correct, it is a bagel.” Donuts are much too sweet for her liking, in the long run it will be harder to burn that sugar from her body. With her other hand Pyrrha scoots the plate over, giving her permission for the other person to take the slice. She doesn’t mind sharing, on the contrary, she welcomes it. 

“If that is your desire, you may add the frosting.” she bits down on her personal slice, the delicate layer of cream cheese moves to the gums and teeth. White and beige mix her mouth as she chews, the taste is plain, and as it turns to mulch it feels soft in her mouth.

She swallows and then clears her throat to speak.

“Though I should inform you that I  do not  have any frosting with me.”