#messiimuses

[blackholesunshine]

@messiimuses​ // starter call.

         ❛ if you’re here to insult my height again, i will light you            on fire. literally. ❜

quite a bold claim from the least intimidating woman this side of the earth. but her size was always a bit of a sore point for her! she dislikes being so petite, but alas, it was the cards she was dealt.

[multavia]

@messiimuses​

           a day in which anasui didn’t get in trouble, was a rarity these days. his behaviour going from bad to worse after the release of whom he thought to be his soulmate—the one he had given his vows to, in what he had believed to be a display of true love in its deepest form. now, he could see that it was all a lie; his heart falling into the depths of despair once again & taking it out on whoever guard or inmate that got in his face. any item that fell in his possession was obsessively torn apart, as fingers twitched as a result of the inadequacy that he felt at that moment. furrowed brows & trembling bottom lip, as he continued to rip a piece of toilet paper—the last one at that, after being confided to his cell. the presence of weather report did little to ease the ache of his broken heart, but at least he felt much calmer now. something about his presence simply had that effect on him for unknown reasons...

       “—don’t even think about saying ‘i told you so’, or i will rip your throat.”

[beatgod]

@messiimuses​    ★   ghiaccio!

        ❝ . . .   You always stare this much? ❞

[blackholesunshine]

"God must be rather cruel to those who stand only so high off the dirt, and then have them live their lives trying to reach cabinets without any assistance, but hey, I can at least say I'm not one of them." / illuso to eve

❛ oh, come on! i can't help that i'm this short! i was screwed over in the genetics department, clearly. and i DO have help, kind of. thank you very much. ❜

her stand helps! when your stand is much longer than you are tall, it has it's advantages when reaching high up things.

@messiimuses

[xcamena]

❝ staying out of trouble, i see. ❞ / midler from steely dan

It almost felt taunting, his words. Steely wasn't exactly known for being genuine, and it wasn't easy for Midler to tell right now. Her hands brought the bottle up to her lips, finishing off what could have been her third, or her fourth of the night, tossing it aside once she was done. Sitting among the tattered ruins of what used to be DIOs mansion, she cast her gaze over at Dan. "You could say that."

It had been her idea to come here, after all, despite knowing she could be arrested for trespassing. She needed the closure, but what was she really coming here for? She wouldn't tell him that she comes here on a regular basis.

[xcamena]

          How long had it been since she had seen any of the Agents of DIO? Her tongue ran over false dentures, and she eyed the man that she was certain was who she believed him to be. She guessed she got off easy, comparatively. Then again, the pain in her mouth had lasted her months, and fake teeth had costed her almost a year’s worth of escorting. It was embarrassing, she relived those memories just for a moment, before she would shake her head. 

          Suddenly, the phantom pains shot through her gums once again, and she winced. Perhaps gritting her teeth together was a bad idea. They were still healing, after all. Midler had avoided looking at the man altogether for a bit, but now she would approach him. 

                                                                   “Dan?”

[xcamena]

❝  you have a beautiful mind and a wonderful soul,  don’t ever let anyone make you think differently.  ❞ // to jolyne from weather ^-^

Well that was what she needed to hear today, wasn't it? Not even a phone call from her father, she had already tried calling him, she had done her part. Of course, what had she expected? For him to just drop everything and come home? No that would be asking too much. As she sat with her knees up, and her arms wrapped around her legs, her head rested where her knees were bent and she heard the words of encouragement from her friend. It caught her off guard, that was for sure. Her? Having a beautiful mind and a wonderful soul? That was a joke, right? No, Weather wasn't the type to make jokes like that-- or to even make jokes at all. She searched his face as she picked her head up. A small smile crossed her lips, and she fought back tears. How stupid was she? Letting something as small as a compliment like this bring her to tears? "Thank you, Weather."

[solar-pxwered]

"Hm? So the messenger Buccellati sent is a mere child still... typical. Anyway, what is it that you have for me, Naranica? Is that correct?" Risotto isn't surprised at Bruno's soft spot for saving children into his care.

          A mere child?

          He could feel his spine prickle with indignation, but he knew better than to open his mouth to tell this jester-looking assassin to have some damn respect. Instead, he just stood and seethed and let him speak until he was directly addressed and questioned.

          "That's my name, yeah." his reply isn't overly friendly, but he does have to keep in his mind that he's here for Buccellati's sake and so he bites his tongue and readjusts his tone. "Message...right. Well, the thing is...I'm supposed to tell you my squad found out where one of your targets is hiding out Buccellati wants to know if you knew!"