Nov 4, 2018
@seoltoir
⚙ – rose ⚙ – rose ⚙ – rose ⚙ – rose ⚙ – rose
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@seoltoir
⚙ – rose ⚙ – rose ⚙ – rose ⚙ – rose ⚙ – rose
( following a previous reserve, i'd like to reapp as rose lalonde of homestuck - thank you! )
Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Rose!
You will be housed in TOWNHOUSE 252.
You will retain everything from your previous stay.
– mod pleiades.
[ * @seoltoir ]
“ you know, not a lot of people would openly admit that they practice that sort of craft- usually it DETERS people, right? weird... ”
@seoltoir / can you see this far
“WOW DID YOU SEE THAT? SOMEONE JUST JUMPED INTO THAT HOLE!“
Wait, wrong reaction. He cleared his throat, bringing his hand to his face and corrected himself with a bit more composure.
“I MEAN... DO YOU THINK THEY HAVE A RESCUE SERVICE FOR THAT HERE? 911?“
i feel like i perhaps jumped the gun on him so i'm going to drop suzuya juuzou of tokyo ghoul for the time being- he was housed in apartment 334, thank you!
Dropped for you!
--Mod Lyra
( ignore the previous reserve - i'd like to migrate rose lalonde of homestuck, previously in citta! thank you! )
Welcome to scenic Isola Radiale, Rose!
You’ll be housed in Townhouse 240!
You’ll retain all previous skills and abilities.
Enjoy your stay!
-- mod spica
@seoltoir
“Are you my new Master?” Uneasy is her gaze though it upsets and settles to slight discomfort as the hand that swayed prior at her side points to fiddle through the short blonde locks of the stranger before her; despite the uncertainty in her voice, she continues to carry herself with the same grace as she would knowing the full situation, using her pride as a crux and duty to exude it as fuel. “You do not look like a Summoner nor do you exude the aura that my previous one did, but I have not been brought to this plane as many times as it would take for me to grow accustomed to it. I am not an easy woman nor Servant,” At this, she grins, withdrawing her fingers from its rhythmic fiddling. “You ought to consider yourself lucky.”
“ lalonde? ”
he shouldn’t move that forward. he could be mistaken, she could be a mirage -looking too small, looking too much like she would in times forgotten within its own flow- rather than looking more like the woman he remembered fighting by his side until death did them truly part. he never wanted to feel the scent of ink and martini against his nostrils, or hear her voice trying to prod into his brain with useless attempts at psychoanalyzing him more than ever before.
startercall.jpeg / @seoltoir