#phenomenally skilled

[songofsilentechoes]

Cassie walked down to the shoreline, grunting and sitting down on a boulder that had years of erosion so it was rather smooth.

“Cora! It’s lunchtime!” She called out, “Did you eat!?”

There's a faint splash as a trail of disturbed water approaches the beach.

Soon enough, the familiar face of the shark peeks from the water.

"Not yet." She answers. "Ya bring something?"

[incubabe]

Radar Mode

@phenomenally-skilled [x]

Friday night; The night the entire world came out to wander the streets like zombies to satiate their need for partying and drinking. Lydia herself wasn't terribly in love with the idea, but she had some friends that needed an extra groupie for the night and she agreed. "...And that was when I was like 'oh my god, that's crazy bro'!" Someone was busy telling a story for the fourth time at her table, the rest of the table seeming enthused but Lydia needed out. "I'm gonna get another drink!" She yelled over the loud music in the bar, thumbing over her shoulder. Not a soul at the table turned and looked her way. Great, just great, fantastic even. Walking up to the bar and digging in her purse, she fished out her wallet flagging down the bar tender for a Jack and Coke. Waiting at the bar, she turned, surveying the rest of the people subtly. Just a whole lot of drunks, guys trying to get their dicks wet, and- wait a minute. Smack dab right next to her was a woman who didn't look too far from her age group, seemingly sitting alone at the loud bar. No, it wasn't her willingness to come out in such a crowded area with no one else that made her stick out to Lydia, it was something else entirely. Lydia could feel a tingling in the back of her neck, then a burning sensation, grasping the back of her neck and wincing. Owe, shit. Was she drugged? Having an anxiety attack? Migraine? No, but the only other option... "Hey, do I know you from somewhere?!" Lydia yelled over the music to the other patron, her winged earrings jingling as she tried to fix her hair with one hand.

Against character, Ms. Cross wasn’t on the hunt. Not yet, anyway. It was unpleasant to juggle twin hungers, after all. Unfortunately, this bar was a bust. Packed door to door with parties and the heterosexual, both useless to her. Must've been some event going on, for a subculture in her blindspot. Feelin' more and more like the belly more mundane was all she could sate here, but it was fine -- really she'd come to exploit the extended Happy Hour.

Riley kinda figured the only real purpose of places like a Spencer’s Gifts was to walk in with your high school friends or when already intoxicated. Nobody ever shopped there except for gag gifts and to buzzedly ogle the various self pleasure devices on offer. But here was the rebuff! As alternative as they came.

Her head cocked to a side, focusing on the stranger. No, they hadn't met, she concluded, tracing the rim of her glass. Pretty good with names and faces and even matching them together, but she knew about three alt women, and none of them were this tall. Sometimes this happened. Rare but not unwelcome. As a connoisseur of the pick up line, though, she couldn’t let it go unconsidered.

It’s not bad. Invites a response, but that response could well be no, which will just ruin your momentum. "I'm not sure." So if I pass the buck, you need to have a follow up. "Feel like I'd remember you, kitten." That's a freebie. Lets you to move forward with a little confidence. "What do you think?”

[murdxrxfcrxws]

And like that, Styx got his ass claimed and collared by Beelzebub..

[royleteas]

"I feel like if I hit you with a rock, it wouldn't make you any less interested in me." Baiken pokes Kengou in the chest with a finger, "...I don't know if you're stupid or brave at that point."

"I mean that depends on how big the rock is. But you make it sound like being interested in you is a bad thing?" Kengou poked her back in the sternum. "Sounds to me like you're scared to actually have someone be interested in you."

@phenomenally-skilled

[risingshine]

@phenomenally-skilled || hanami

"kanpai!~" Chiasa cheered happily, raising up a small teacup to cheers with the woman in front of her.

She had set up a chinese tea set, opening up all the walls in the teahouse so that they could see the pink blossoms from every direction.

"don't worry, we'll get ta the sake soon enough - but this tea goes great with the blossoms, and its a good way ta warm ya stomach up!~"

[redwolfsbane]

(Just a little missionary) (Elegg)

( just a little missionary ) our muses are having romantic sex in the missionary position

“Mmm~!” Red Hood kissed the Nikke below her as she rubbed herself against them. Rock music blared around the room and the only thing that was hiding their naked bodies was a blanket that could barely cover them up.

“Didn’t think I end up with a gal like you Elegg~!”

[steel-forged]

"Tough crowd, feels like I've been in this line for hours." Lydia groaned, leaning from one foot to the other, waiting for her coffee. The shop was awfully busy, the line was even out the door at this point.

The mention of time made her check her watch. Longer than expected, but not the hours mentioned. Metal hand back into her pocket, August shrugged. "Their new drink must have gotten super popular. I saw an ad for it that claimed it did all kinds of silly stuff, beyond just giving energy."

[songofsilentechoes]

"Auntie, is there a reason it's so windy out? I could've sworn it said clear skies on the radio." Haven watches outside, the tree nearly knocked over on their sides from the gusts.

"No idea, but best to stay indoors. I guess a sudden storm appeared."