Somehow, somewhere, Edward senses a disturbance. Somebody is mad at him.
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Somehow, somewhere, Edward senses a disturbance. Somebody is mad at him.
@sifonie / unprompted / edward
Blows a vape cloud in Sibyl's face.
"By the way, your hair looks awful."
𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐒 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐒𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐑𝐔𝐌 - 𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐈𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐖𝐀𝐘. he didn't realize there was a proper way to go about it, but the sound that it had made only encouraged him to do it again. tapping his knuckles on the lid of it - it made a different sound this time. how curious. rapping his fingers against the drumset, he looks to them - is he doing it right? perhaps, he will be a musician such as them if this keeps up. their presence is daunting - like starlight. they have an air of seriousness about the craft. & he was just someone who knew how to make a joke. he was touching their precious instruments with his grubby hands, not knowing the meaning of : hands off. enamored by the thought of making music with someone else - he's eager to make a beat out of the sound of the drum.
perm. interaction call starter for @sifonie
first impressions // @sifonie sent . . . 🤔
❝ Freaky, disturbing, do not partner with them, avoid at all costs no matter how fashionable they appear. ❞ Still currently feels this way.
@sifonie
They can tell when someone is deeply focused on.. something. They aren't even sure if they should comment on it yet.
But given that it's been some time since they last encountered Sibyl, there's no way of knowing exactly what kind of state she might be in.
"Making some progress there? " It's enough for her to know that someone's passing by.
“ i don’t want this, meister … i don’t want to be your enemy. ” the shimmer of stars twinkles off every syllable. ursula, the comet, has touched ground, and she’s kind of pissed, but she’s looking for a talk before a fight. in fact, the usual combative glow around her fists have disappeared. “ i’m not looking for a fight, i’m just trying to understand you. ”
@sifonie / ♡'d.
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