#opalbolt

[witchful-wishes]

opalbolt:

        — “HOLY SHIT WHAT THE FUCK!?”

[she snickers, sticking her tongue back into her mouth and grinned,]

Haha, I scared ya~! You make a funny face when ya scared, hehe~

[lebellereve]

.. [The eyes of the Milotic narrowed in the Charizard’s direction. Feeling an overwhelming sense of disgust at the thought of someone touching her or being vulgar to her, made her want to vomit. 

Relieved, although, if he had attempted to make any advances, she would gladly disagree through words or actions,] 

..I’m glad you have common sense, lizard. [Natasha huffed, then blew a few, harmless bubbles his way to tease Casimir.] Thank you. 

[opalbolt]

        — [ Casimir shook his head, swatting away the bubbles that she blew in his direction. ]

“Please, don’t thank me. I declined this… opportunity? Shall we say? Because I was concerned I would hurt you. That and something like this is… a little intimate between strangers.”

[lebellereve]

.. [Natasha folded her arms, and watched Casimir closely. While she had little to no interest in socializing with others, not to mention with the male population, the Milotic had to admit that this particular individual had a brain -- Perhaps he wouldn't be so bad to communicate with. 

.. Natasha glanced off, but then again. It had been against her morals to create bonds with others. Perhaps her encounter with the Charizard would be short lived,] 

.. No no, you are right. Correct indeed, [Natasha clapped her hands together, and she appeared to be pleased by his responses.] It's hard to come across people in present time that have a brain -- Even if some people did have brains -- It would probably be dangerous. 

Tell me, what is your name, sir? 

[opalbolt]

        — [ So much for walking away. Rat’s keen ears picked up the sound of footsteps behind him and he glanced over his shoulder. And promptly started running. ]

“SHIT SHIT SHIT!”

[pricksandpokes]

YOU MOTHER FUCKER!!!

[She shouts while still actively chasing the rodent down like a rapid hound. Blinded by anger. And her cheeks red with embarrassment. Because wow no one kisses her. Then again, no one ever should.]

[gimmikiss]

Ever since Bailey moved into her childhood buddy's house, her moods have been taking a turn for a better. Back when she lived alone, she felt separated from the world but now you can find her zipping along a board walk, outside in the sun at least every day. Her routine was to rollerblade to work with her uniform tucked away in a backpack, in shorts and a work out tank top. This was something she did everyday so sometimes she got distracted on her phone and didn't look where she was going. Last time she did something like this she almost ended up dislocating her shoulder so she'd sometimes look up before running into someone.