#leo02

[sav-grey]

Text | Sav ⇆ Leo

Sav: hey, heard you got into some sort of fight??

Sav: you okay?

[failedprince]

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@vldeztm

Damn. Someone sure is eager to go catch some fish. Trotting to pull up alongside the guy, Dirk has to admit he hadn’t expected the trumped up excuse to spend some more time with the mechanic outside of their shared interest in building stuff to go over so well. Or to have received quite so confusing an answer, despite its enthusiasm. “Uh. Depends on where you’re fishing and what for. Around here, I tend to just use a pole with a line and a hook attached on which I shoved some bait. How do you demigod types usually fish?”

[the-katherine]

@leoniemonet

Katherine was excited to go out and in fact, she was so restless in the morning that she spent most of it walking around. First she got a Frappuccino, then she went to grab a sandwich and walk around the park and in the end she was quite early at the bowling alley. She had opted out for comfortable today, glad that she was out of the mostly strict work clothes she’d fallen into wearing on the week days. She had wanted to ask Leonie to hang out again since the day in the museum but life had gotten hectic and then she had had the feeling that it's always either too early or too late to text her, until she said fuck it and just texted the vampire. Kat had been happy that her offer was accepted and so she was now waiting by the entrance with a slushy, scrolling through a book on her phone, checking up each time the door swung open.

"Oooo, hey!" she exclaimed as she saw the other girl walk in.

[gems-campbell]

who: @thexcowardlyxleo​ where: Kobe Airport, April 30

Gemma was scowling, dark sunglasses over her eyes as she curled into a seat in the waiting area of the airport, desperate to get onto the plane where complimentary coffee would be served - with her bank account drained, and her mother not depositing her allowance (an allowance, at nineteen - truly ridiculous), until the first of every month, she was shit out of luck for the moment. “Whoever hacked into our accounts right before we got shepherded off to the airport has a cruel sense of humor,” Gemma grumbled, heaving a huge sigh as she sat upright, giving up on the idea of sleep. “I mean, hello? Totally missing the duty free opportunities.” Sure, make it sound like she was missing out on shopping, not that she couldn’t afford a simple coffee. She could only imagine Helena’s reaction if that got back to her.

[whitenandina-blog]

@coleosseum

Cynthia’s time within the city hadn’t been as long as many others, and she thanked the stars for that. However, she still had some time in this strange land, and throughout her time here, the amount of decent Pokemon battles were lacking. Yes, her Pokemon weren’t (wasn’t) at full power, and this place wasn’t one that fostered Pokemon battles. 

You couldn’t blame the Champion for missing the excitement of battling, though. It was in the job description.

There was one, a battle where she found the excitement she craved. She knew that opponent was still somewhere in the city, and knowing him, he’d be somewhere dangerous, either with a purpose or just for kicks. Which is why she found herself wandering Sector 3 and running into some not-so-kind individuals. 

Curse her overdress, they seemed to believe she had more money on her than she did. “Picking on a defenseless woman isn’t very honorable, don’t you think?” 

Her hands were raised above her head as a show of peace. She didn’t want to use Gible, but the way they were waving those weapons around didn’t leave many options open...

[flamboyantphotographer-blog]

“I’m sorry. I went through your room and found this. Explain what the hell this is doing in your room!” (he's probably not really sorry)

Why is this the second time people had been going through his stuff without asking-- But multiple candid pictures of the blonde was currently in said’s hand-- Stefano tried opening his mouth to say... Literally, anything to help him in the situation and then shut it.

“Photographs.”

Kind of blunt...

...He looks to the side, 

“Is it normal to go through other people’s belongings?”

[silas-jacinth-blog]

It was a grim place, not that she would expect a graveyard to bear separate emotions. Through the fog and the thick winter haze, a familiar figure appeared, drenched in shadows as the evening sun nestled itself behind the trees. Silas slowly propped herself against a headstone, tilting her head to the side, “So you come hear often?” She cooed. 

[danielprice-blog1]

“Hey. Uh... Leo, right? Think we met before.”