@trulykimber
“I love your hair-”
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@trulykimber
“I love your hair-”
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@trulykimber
She had seem many a thing coming to this place, but nothing really surprised her. All insects tended to look alike after a while, just colorful bugs scuttling about through the different sections. Truly it was outrageous, truly outrageous just how bored the Quartz was beginning to feel. Part of her couldn’t even muster up the usual anger she had at being trapped here, at being betrayed and other various things she could complain about.
Where was an honest distraction when one was needed?
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Honestly, he was tired of coming to Sector Five. At least once every time he came he was told he might look good in one of the dresses. Did they somehow know he’d been forced to wear a dress in the past? But that was at least two years ago. He had no desire to do it again. Especially with how much trouble they’d gotten themselves into and had to go through to get everything together.
It had honestly been embarrassing. The woman kept trying to convince him to get measured for a dress. Slowly, Cloud’s head tilted to regard one of the girls that was walking by, extending an arm out to point at the unsuspecting girl who’d been walking by the small shop. “Ask her instead. I’m not interested.” He’d told her at least five times already but when he tried to walk away, she’d grab his arm.
Name/Preferred Diminutive: Kimber Benton Housing: Apartment J-5 Position Desired: Private Tutor ( Guitar, piano, keytar, vocals ) Previous Music Experience: Songwriter and lyricist for the up and coming band, Jem & The Holograms. Almost a lifelong of lessons and experience. Why Would You Like To Work With Us?: Are you kidding? Why would I like to work here? Music. Is. My. Life. I’ve always wanted to like be in a band and tour and play music for these like huge audiences, but in the mean time, I’ve been teaching some at this local community center with my sisters, and I love interacting with all these people willing to learn, although it’s mostly like kids, and they are so sweet! It’s something beautiful to sing or play something and watch others light up because of it, because we are not alone and this gorgeous, beautiful piece of fleeting art is proof of it! Wait.. Did I answer the question?
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“Your versatility will surely be an asset to us.”
❝ Has anyone told you what marvelous eyes you possess, my dear ? ❞
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❝Mm, I have been told. ❞
❝Though I’m positive a pretty girl like yourself can get very creative, and not just in the compliments sense. ❞
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“Halt, citizen!”
Finn’s voice comes through his white helmet, matching the rest of his white and black armor. While filtered, he almost sounds angrier than he actually is. The citizens of this city weren’t like his own, and he couldn’t tell who belonged where. He didn’t want to shoot a friendly.
“Where do you come from?”
ヽ (=^・ω・^=)ノ < MOTHERLODE Pt 1: RECKONER ➜ @trulykimber
「ヾ(=°-°=)ノ」◄ In a painful display, stitched lips smile wide causing a small amount of green blood to seep from the needle sites. Something was fun about this human. Bright coloured. Confused. In turmoil. Moldable into whatever purpose she could use for her dark gods. Or in this case, the city in the sky she came from.
One hand lifts into the air, waving gently at the tall woman. No words came from her, merely staring directly at her and simply waving. A step is taken toward her a moment later, then another. It continues until she reaches a closer proximity to the other, still giving a friendly wave.
₪ = asking them out for dinner .
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₪ = asking them out for dinner .
“Ah, yes! You will be taking me to eat the delicious human food? I will happily agree to this. We may converse about the missing of your mate some more while we eat. Or if that is no longer necessary or wanted then we can speak of other things.” She pauses, placing a finger to her lips. “Is this perhaps a solicitation or a friendly outing, if I may ask?”