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aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, that was quite a roll. HELLO, HI.
Hellooo~
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phoebe-tow replied to your post:phoebe-tow liked your post:Hello, the dash?...
aaaaaaaaaaaaaaa, that was quite a roll. HELLO, HI.
Hellooo~
phoebe-tow liked your post:Hello, the dash?
/returns with a fancy superhero roll and hug-tackles Ivy.
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There was magic in the air. Or magic on the street really, being done by a girl with red hair. Ai assumed it was for money, and though it did feel like stealing watching such a performance for free, she had nothing on her. She rarely spent money when she went to this world, as she needed so little here. So she hid in the shadow of a building, watching carefully. The tricks were delightful, she supposed. The girl was very good, and Ai saw a few people give her money, which did make her glad.
Ai had been doing this during most of her time here, fascinated by the residents of this place. There was no shortage of pain here, but she’d not been focused on her work as much. No one had summoned her, and she felt no true calling to go to anyone yet. So she observed, and took note of the people.
phoebe-tow answered your question:yooooooooooooooooooooooeeeeyyyyyyyyyy /squishes...
wHAT I COINCIDENCE. I also saw zootopia tonight and aAAAAAAaAAAAAAA I LOVED IT. I’m doing ok. Going to my first appointment with my psychologist tomorrow and am super nervous.
RIGHT THO I love everyone and the animation was so pretty Shakira was there and the messages were super crucial and relevant. \; ;/ and you’ll be okay. .v. go in there knowing you can take things slowly and that they are primarily there to help you. <3
"Well, s'nice te meet ye, Zack! Name's Phoebe," she offered her hand, only to be surprised at the offering of flowers. She blinked, wide-eyed, before grinning and taking them. "Aw, ye're a nice fella." Delicately, she tucked one of the flowers into her hair. Her eyes scanned the shop and each of the other workers. "I dun 'ave much money, but if that offer t'show me around still stands, I'd love te take it." She turned back to Zack, smiling. "That is, if ye don't mind."
"Phoebe," he repeated warmly, nodding. Glancing around, the cherub made sure that everyone was still busy. He knew they'd have a much better knack for it, but he knew it simply wouldn't do to disturb them at such a busy time. "Okay, Miss Phoebe. I'd be happy to show you around." Tucking away his mess of ribbons, he popped up to his feet with as much grace as he possessed (which isn't much). "What do you want to see first?"
Phoebe's hands stretched out her jacket as she leaned back on her heels. "Nah, I grew them t'ol' fashion way. Sun, water, a lil' bit o' conversation, and love." Her chest puffed up, taking pride in it all. Growing flowers was something that she found a lot of joy in. Bending down, Phoebe balanced on her feet as she looked from the flowers to the cherub. "If there's too many, ye can just take t'ones ye like. I don't mind, mister--" she paused, hoping he would fill in the name she could not find.
Blinking once more, Zack shook his head. “I like them all. It would really be too difficult to choose.” Plus, he was quite excited at the prospect of being able to present them to so many of his friends. Think of the flower crowns. “Oh, and I’m not a mister. I’m just Zack,” he laughed happily, picking a few of the prettiest to present back to her. “These are for you though. It still isn’t fair for me to have them all.”
As he seemed hesitant about the gift, she became nervous, but still she held the basket aloft. "I'm sorry, Is--it too much?" Her brain scrambled for something before she realized that she didn't even know his name. And here she was, trying to give him flowers for one simple act of kindness. She must have seemed like an odd sort. At the comment though, Phoebe beamed. "Thank ye! I grew them m'self." Setting the basket down between them, she stuffed her hands in her pockets.
"Oh no," Zachariel piped up quickly at her nervous question. "I was just so very surprised by it all." And he really was. As the girl set the flowers in front of him, he took some more and turned each one carefully in his palm. Zack smiled, blinking back up at her. "All by yourself? Did you use your magic for these flowers as well?" He distinctly remembered her marvelous magic trick also involved a flower.