#mpxjinsoul

[mpfreyr]

Cute Date ||

@mpxjinsoul

After the gala, his dear pretty girl seemed to have vanished. He simply decided that she must have gotten busy at work and family, and he was happy to see her thriving as always, but there was a dear place in his heart for his girl. When he had a free moment in between work and his own angst, freyr decided that he’d pay her a visit at work and if she was done or would free soon, he’d drag her out on a date.  

maybe to a cafe, or dinner. something romantic. all he knew was that he genuinely missed the girl and he wanted to see her and treat her to the best day ever. Showing up at her work, he looked around, with  a grin. Babylon really didn’t stand out too much but then again he was used to this type of scene. Back in his younger days after ragnarok, brothels had held his blessing of prosperity and even now it felt a bit comforting than normal. He supposed he wasn’t all to surprised that he’d ended up falling for an escort. He saw her and he grinned. 

“Jinsoul, my darling,” he exclaimed, pulling her into a hug. “Are you all done? Or will I have to buy out your hours until the end of your shift in order to have you all to myself?” he asked, winking at her. Just her presence was enough to pull him out of the depression he’d been feeling lately, that grosss feeling in his chest just slinking away. 

[mpxeijipark]

“Do you need a hand with supper?”

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    “No, but I’ll take one just for the company,” Eiji says as he looks over the ingredients that are in his shopping cart. Jinsoul was someone who he found that he ran into a lot but never minded that because each time the talking was easy. She vibed well with him and didn’t seem to mind the long bits of time he was quiet and thinking, nor did she mind the times when he was a chatterbox. It was rare but it was something that happened a little more nowadays with him.

  “I saw this recipe in a video the other day and was thinking about doing that, or maybe making something... different.” His eyes are looking over a jar of curry paste as he trails for a second there before coming back and going on, “Do you like Indian curry? I’m used to Japanese curry but I kind of like the sounds of this one- it’s got turmeric in it. That’s sexy.”

   Sexy. He doesn’t actually mean in the literal sense but he had been away healing and hanging with some older friends who described things using that word when they sounded more exciting than the usual.

[mpxhwiyoung]

♒ my muse giving yours a message

His hands worked against her shoulders, pushing against her tensed muscles. “And this is why you’re probably having neck pain,” Hwiyoung suggested, feeling the knots and strain that had built up over the years, “You need to see a proper chiropractor, Jinsoul. Not that I mind you dropping by in the middle of the night, but I’m more the doctor to approach when you’re having a heart attack.”

[exmposiris]

❛ you should leave. ❜

he takes a moment of just looking down at the young demigoddess saying those words to him, before his gaze wanders past her to the partly open door through which he can see the corner of a bed and part of a closet. he blinks once then returns his gaze to the girl, a hint of worry now sparking through his gaze.

“are you alright?” he asks, fingers itching to reach out and pull her behind him protectively. he doesn’t, though, simply because he doesn’t know this particular demigoddess and he has no idea if she was a willing participant in the things going on behind the door earlier or if she’s as uncomfortable with it as it sounded to him.

“i don’t want to leave you to that if you’re not okay with it.” he’ll admit to sneaking into the premises tonight if it means he can help this girl get away from whatever type of horrid customer is waiting behind that door, hidden from his sight.

but he also doesn’t want to butt into something that isn’t his business at all, and if she’s completely fine doing what she’s doing who is he to get in between that? the thing is... the way she told him to leave doesn’t sound like she’s very on board with it all but rather just feels like it’s her job or something like that.

[exmpadaline]

❛ you never even gave me a chance. ❜

"I thought we were playing to win, not to give equal opportunity,” Adeline chimes innocently as she gathers the darts from the board again and walks back to the other girl. She reaches the handful of darts out to her companion to take, and then takes a seat in her chair again, picking up her drink.

“But alright,” she then says. “I’ll throw with my off hand next time around.” She winks at Jinsoul lightly, then brings her glass up to her lips to pour the remainder of its contents down her throat. “Alternatively if you buy me another drink or two I might be drunk enough to start sucking at aiming.”

The words are followed by easy laughter and she looks around the nearly empty bar they’re in for a second. “Can’t promise I won’t hit anything important then, though.”

[mpxblairkim]

❛ are we gonna talk about last night? ❜

Blair groaned, holding her head as she sat up in bed. The morning light was much too bright and, while she remembered most of what had happened, the throbbing pain from the side of her head suggested that there might be a few spots she had forgotten. “Do we have to right now?” she sighed, “I need coffee first. Then you can tell me what happened.”

[phobetorxmp]

❛ i promise, it meant nothing. ❜

Taking a slow step behind the young demigoddess, stood in his office like a pupil before Head Master, Phobetor lets out a slow, deliberately displeased hum. “Do not make promises to me, young lady, if they’ve even a hint of dishonesty behind them. My trust is not easily won again” he says voice quiet, but stern. Rules, in his business, were there to protect, and the safety, both physically and emotionally, of his employees was paramount. 

Lifting a large hand, the god lets it rest gently on soft rivers of spun gold hair, and smooths it gently down the strands as he comes to a stop in front of her again. “Who was he?” He hums, now tone much softer as he draws closer to the sensitive core of the issue. His finger gently crooking under her chin to draw her gaze to him. “Tell me, and we will deal with him..” he promises with a small nod. Akbul’s deathly silent skills in the dark coming to mind as a deep seeded anger at anyone who would hurt one of his girls boils in his belly. 

[heatherxmp]

“ do i like him or is he just tall? ”

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   “Okay mood though!” Heather says in response. “I just asked this to Gemini earlier because I was- well, I was just playing with him honestly, but you know it got me to thinking about it. Do I care if he’s tall? Would I care about anyone I was interested in being tall?”   He sets down the little oddity he had been considering buying on the counter between them. Professor Rhodes was a bit of an enthusiast when it came to strange things to collect and so he would slide his way into Sombre Muerte now and again to have a loving look at their unusual wares. “Who’s this him of which you speak? Is he in fact tall?”   He lowers his voice a little, “Does he have the same interests as you?” These are important things to know!