"Hey, Yinny! How've ya been?"
"Rather well, thank you," Yin Niao replied before sparing the girl a wide smile.
"How about yourself? Has anything new occurred for you lately?"
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"Hey, Yinny! How've ya been?"
"Rather well, thank you," Yin Niao replied before sparing the girl a wide smile.
"How about yourself? Has anything new occurred for you lately?"
★★ (sends you stars for you-know-who)
If we kissed:
[] This wouldn’t happen.
[] Oh disgusting.
[] Again, again.
[X] Kiss you back.
[] Let’s take this to the bedroom.
[] Slap/Push you away.
[X] Be confused (at the pleasant sensation until he gets used to it.)
If you asked me out I’d say:
[] Um no.
[] I’m taken-
[X] Sure.
[X] HOLY ASDFGHJK YESSSSS. (his first girlfriend)
Can we cuddle?:
[] No.
[] Ew.
[] Sure.
[X] YES.
Sex?:
[] Let’s do it.
[] No. You can’t handle my d.
[] FUCK YES.
[] No.
[X] *bright red* :OFIjdsa;sdfhniosajd;oiasjf;osidj!!!
Should you reblog this?:
[X] Yes. I want to send you one.
[] Yes.
[] No.
[] You already did.
"Mercy kill" (because my feels are in pieces from writing that reply)
Even before the words left her lips, Al could feel the tears sliding down his pale cheeks, and his crimson-stained hand only tightened around hers when he heard that terrible request. “N-Naomi! I can’t!” he sobbed. Why hadn’t he been able to transmute fast enough to stop the bullet from ripping through her? But he’d been too slow and hadn’t even considered its ability to ricochet or the shrapnel that could tear flesh to shreds, and here lay his friend as a result of his failures. “They’re…they’re gonna take you to the hospital! And brother would even pay for it… So they’re gonna take care of you, and…” His voice broke, and he could barely get the next few words out. “I can’t let you die!”
"Spit it out, Sir."
"I curse you with dishonour upon your burning bacon cow."
"It's good to have you back, Sir. How was your trip?"
"I suppose it could have been better, though I'm not complaining. How were things at Briggs during my absence ?"
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24. Is there one subject of study that they excel at? Or do they even care about intellectual pursuits at all?
If we’re excluding culinary skill, the next thing would be economics I think. She’s not a mathematician or a mathematical genius, but she can deal with money like nobodies business.
Naomi scowled at the man on the other side of the surprisingly clean bar.
"I was being completely serious when I asked, xiansheng. You are aware that as an Ishvalan, I have very few options open to me for work.”
She wasn’t really expecting to get a straight or remotely polite answer to her admittedly absurd question, but she was hungry and she needed money. The Devil’s Nest was a seedy and suspicious place, but it was leagues better than some of the…other establishments where many women of her race were being forced into service.
[ cont from {x} ]
┈≡▓ {✘} He snorts, briefly arching a brow. Whatever the fuck that little name was supposed to mean, he really didn't care. Chances were? He'd been called worse. Way worse.
"Ain't anything personal, kid." Lips drop to a frown. A more honest gesture, and no longer demeaning. "We got plenty'a workers and we ain't hirin'. That's all." He pauses, exhaling slowly from his nose.
"...but, uh. --look. There's a flower shop a ways down th'main road. Owned by a real nice family. ...y'tried there yet?"
"Ye really mean it? I can go look around when we dock? (Let's pretend he didn't sell her if you want to answer this)
"When you see the sails open up, you best be on this god damn the ship."