“I’m so close to flat-out committing a felony at the moment.”
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“I’m so close to flat-out committing a felony at the moment.”
“... Hah? And? Can’t you see I’m just a lady in a suit trying to enjoy herself some beer?” did she accidentally steal someone’s seat, and consequently, their drink? Perhaps she did. However, her expression clearly shows that she cares very little about the possibility. “Sorry, but there wasn’t your name written on this chair. There’s plenty other empty tables,” she gesticulates towards the general area, “So, scram.”
“I suppose one of the pros of owning your own studio and handling your own schedule is that you get to decide when you’ll go on vacation. Going back to Italy on the 20th sounds like a splendid idea.”
“... Finally, October. My favourite month. Ahhh... the perfect season to watch some good ol’ fashioned slasher horror movies.”
📖 (Hmmmmmm maybe for Mädchen? Unless you have something in kind for Adelheid specifically ahaha)
horrible advice — @archivierten — accepting.
“Don’t stick your nose in others’ business.” This is a not so subtle threat.
📖 Salice please give Yamai some advice on anything. Tell him how to commit tax fraud.
horrible advice — @carnivorarium — accepting.
“Hmm… My best advice when going out on mine expeditions, is to prepare a good handful of pickaxes first. Even if they’re made of iron, or of diamond, you need more of them to make sure you get a good haul. “That, and don’t get attached to them. Especially if you name them. It makes the moment they break more heartbreaking.”
“Salice, sorry to burst your bubble, but I’m afraid you can’t vent out your sexual frustration with ant documentaries. It’s not gonna work. Neither is your plan to own an entire anthill.”
“Ants are less time-consuming, and it saves me a good bunch of clothes and sheets to wash. Plus, having sex is sweaty, and a lottery bet. Could be good the same way it could be terrible. Ant documentaries? Are free, intriguing, and always entertaining. The content is up to par with the premise.”
“... And that’s why you don’t try and blow some steam off? Y’know, for a woman that often whines about having no time to dedicate to relaxing, you sure know how to do nothing but sit in front of a TV for hours on end to watch ants. Where do you get that muscle, even? Is all’a that seriously just from fights?” poke poke poke.
“Don’t---touch me!” slaps her hand away, “Can’t you see?!” Salice gestures at the TV, “They’re stacking food for winter! Mo’ lasciami in pace. Questa è roba seria!”
“... I said it once and I won’t repeat it. No wonder you’ve always got a stick up your ass. E ovviamente non puoi che essere veneziana, testarda come sei.”
“There is absolutely zero charme in guns. I think they’re efficient for a quick kill---but utterly useless if you’re looking for some sort of thrill. Unless you’re exceptionally bad at aiming, shooting is not at all satisfying when you fight. That’s why blades of all kinds... knives, swords, etcetera... are far superior. You know, there’s a lot of excitement involved in getting to someone’s skin close enough to cut through it with your knife. It feels personal and ferocious. It’s like intense foreplay, but with the intent to actually kill. That’s why I can’t bear people who are simply like, “get a gun!”. No, it doesn’t work. It's boring! Live a little. Slash a man’s chest 'till he’s bleeding all over. “It’s too simple otherwise, don’t you think?”