#windformed

[soulwitch]

Studies

@windformed​ // Starter for Nikita and Sezja

Being famous usually had its draw backs, but luckily Sezja, known as Seanna Karrling wasn’t too famous. Able to sneak into classes, furthering both her degrees in the medical and scientific fields. But often, due to movie shoots she did fall behind. The actress, with a red framed set of glasses, blue jeans and a jacket wrapped with a scarf, made use of her disguise to attend as much as she could.

Even using cheaper prosthetic in place of her usual pair, both of her arms from just below the elbow had been lost years ago. But with a nice set of gloves on, she could hide most things. 

Turning up at the lecture hall, the lecture finished, she knocked in hopes of finding the teaching assistant, she had to make up some ground soon less she risk falling behind. “Excuse me.”

“Is anyone still here?” Seanna called out, books against her chest, hoping maybe the assistant could begin a planned tutoring session a few times a week for a bit.

[soulwitch]

Showtime

@windformed​ // Starter for Anna

“Seat 47, row 4. Yes you.” Skadi pointed out, standing at the water’s edge, her two orcas behind her, popping their heads up, bobbing a little before swimming away. The trainer had just finished announcing the winner of a raffle, one lucky viewer would be allowed, with her guidance, to swim with the orca pair this evening.

It was more a sit in the water and be booped, but it was a popular event and often well sought after. Not that Skadi herself was often too excited for it, she wasn’t a social woman, but this was part of her job, and it also meant more funds to keep her two girls happy.

And so the winner of this little program, was the girl sitting in seat 47, row 4. Skadi looking at her as the crowd gave a cheer.

“Thank you all for coming today, and you lucky miss. If you could come to the poolside once the crowd clears, we’ll set up your date with me.” Well with her girls.

[dis--parity]

@windformed​​ asked: ❝  woah, no.  I didn’t marry you for 200 shitty dollars where’s my marriage cash?❞ (Nix to Yeong-Hui)

『🌹』 “Ohohoh! God, we fuck one time, and suddenly we’re married?”, they wheezed, grinning rather mischievously as they tilted Nix’s head up with a single finger, allowing her gaze to meet theirs for a moment - before gently fwapping her across the face with 200 Monopoly dollars.

“That doesn’t mean you’re gonna get on my gooood side when it comes to a board game, baby!”, they taunt, leaning back once again as they survey the board in front of them - clearly in a winning position. “All you did was pass go, you reeeeeally gotta work if you wanna get that lil’ marriage bonus from me! If that even exists... does that exist?”

[dis--parity]

@windformed​ sent: "If a cop rolled in here and you recounted all of our tales to them, we would be probably given the death penalty. if i had to guess." (Nix to Yeong-Hui)

『🌹』 “Proooooobably. So, what is it we gotta do, babe?” Their tone was teasing as they entered their studio apartment, their purse inconspicuously concealing the ill-gotten goods they had acquired; because, come on, it really isn’t every day you find a ton of weed stashed away in a dressing room. Why was it there? Was it even planning to have been used? Who cares, it was theirs, all theirs now - even if neither of them would really indulge in it.

In any case, they would shut their door quickly at the reminder that law enforcement, for all its flaws, still existed, and they weren’t above the law. “What we say is, fuck the police! Just don’t run into one, don’t be suspicious or nothin’! How about, I just find a place for this that isn’t rolled up between paper, and you make yourself at home, say hi to my frogs and stuff?”