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Fates Design

switchmagie:

It was quite obvious that the girl before him was uncomfortable with the situation she found herself in. Natsume didn’t imagine it’d be naturally easy for anyone to step foot into a strip club. Of course, he too had been embarrassed when he first stepped into the club. The only reason he was in such a tasteless establishment was to have a reunion with that precious child of his. And maybe that senior too.

So seeing the girl act so composed at such a place where most guests are seeking for either thrlil or pleasure, Natsume couldn’t help but plot up a devilish plan. There was always the option to play it out normally. Have that normal conversation the other wanted. What fun would that be though? And like a game that offered a choice, he picked the most entertaining one.

“Hmm~ if you’d like my COMPANY, you’re going to have to pay a small FEE~” He teased with a wicked smile. “You do understand what type of place this is, CORRECT? If I am to satisfy your NEEDS, you will have to act like you are a part of HERE.”

The psychic couldn’t help but feel more and more uneasy as time passed her. She wanted to fidget with something, anything, to keep herself occupied and keep her mental space away from the growing anxiety of such a place. She didn’t belong here, and Sabrina was certain everyone could tell. She didn’t like it, at all…and she was not sure how to handle it.

But it seemed her luck would turn unfortunate, since Natsume gave her such a smile that revealed all she needed to know. He had very much intended to rile her, but she had perfected the arts of self-restraint and determination. Keeping her figure poised, she sighed.

“If you so wish, I will pay you for your time. It is precious, and must be sought after often.” She paused, taking another glance at the people staring at her. “I am quite aware of what this place is, and do not partake in such…exotic interests. It’s…out of the ordinary for me…but I did not know how else to find you exactly…”

#switchmagie #t: Fates Design #verse: canon

themindmistress

Dances of Moonlight

themindmistress

darkness-hound:

Hound might not be the best with tasks that required a lot of thought or a lot of patience, but he compensated with his talent in any and all physical activities he challenged. Along with his well built body and polished reflexes, his wild temperament and determination to never lose against others made it easy for him to catch on anything, from fighting and running to tennis to dancing.

He had learnt ballroom dance a while ago for an undercover operation. Even the seemingly simple waltz became a taxing sport when done perfectly; the necessary angle of your back and the dramatic changes in weight, the ideal turn at the right moment and the elegant hold that should never break.

However, today he wasn’t here to dance -even though he definitely could because he was amazing like that. He was here for the free food offered. And so, he had dusted his tuxedo and appeared on the Moonlight Hall, quite out of place as he merely stayed by the tables chowing down food.

Until a beautiful lady -a masked one, with a flowing purple dress, beautiful black hair and black heels that tapped on the floor confidently- called out for him. She wanted to dance? He could have said no… but he felt some sort of challenging aura in the situation -probably nothing but his imagination- and so, he passed the food with a gulp of wine before presenting his hand towards the beautiful lady.

“My pleasure” he smiled as he held onto her hand and guided her to the dance-floor, like a good escort.

Sabrina was pleasantly surprised to see him accepting her offer of a dance. She couldn’t remember ever seeing him at this hall before, but perhaps he frequented on nights were she was staying at home working on her lesson plans. Giving him a polite smile, she took his hand and began leading her onto the dance floor. Perhaps she misunderstood his abilities, because he appeared just as confident as he looked. And he was drinking wine…a man of culture as well.

As the music began to play, soft at first to allow those who wished to partake in the dance to file back to the floor, she steadied herself into position to begin. Sabrina hummed along to the music, feeling a bit free this evening, much different from how she usually expressed herself. But this was her escape, and she never let moments like this go to waste.

“Thank you for accompanying me on this dance this evening. I frequent this place quite often, but don’t think I’ve had the pleasure of meeting you quite yet.” Slowly, she fell into steady steps, her dress swishing as she moved. “Please, call me Selene.”

#t: Dances of Moonlight #darkness hound #((god im so HYPEEEE))#verse: canon

themindmistress

Fates Design

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switchmagie:

There had been talk in the town. Another person that had an ability similar to his own. One that could ‘see’ the fates, those threads of red that floated around this country. Natsume was naturally curious of such a person, someone that had been touched by the gods and given a power that would be considered supernatural by the populace. He had many questions for them, but lately his studies at school had picked up and the business major never found the time to seek out this person.

Another long day of school had just ended and out of habit, Natsume had settled at the Haughty Vixen to set up his small fortune telling booth. Satisfied with the sight of the DJ table in front of him, the fortune teller had started spreading out the set of tarot cards across the table he had claimed as his own. Since his fortune telling had brought a surplus of customers lately, even the owner of the establishment had complained to him once about it.

Hearing his name suddenly being called out by a voice he wasn’t familiar with, Natsume had assumed that it was another customer that had heard of his services. Had it not been for a faint whisper informing him the identity of the person, he may not have turned his head to meet the girl’s curious stare. With a curl of his lips, he greeted the other fellow ‘thread seer’ with some interest of his own.

“Yes, that is ME. Are you perhaps Sabrina, a psychic that happens to also have a similar power as I? One that has been gifted by the gods of fate to see fate ITSELF. How may I be of service to YOU?”

Sabrina was admittedly a bit taken aback by the entirety of the situation. The environment alone was enough to put her on high alert, making her usual stiff demeanor and posture all that more easy to pick apart from the usual crowd. She assumed it was rather easy to tell she did not frequent places such as these.

While she did not belong here...she had a purpose. And once the redhead had seemed to understand why she was here, it would be easier to move the conversation along, and distract herself from the very obvious uncomfortable air she was surrounded in. This was unnatural, and it was making her feel rather odd.

“I am indeed. I see you have heard of me before as well.” Clearing her throat, she did her best to just focus on Natsume. “I would have introduced myself, but it seems there is no need for that. I came to inquire...about your own abilities. I am rather curious, since I had only recently heard that you too possessed such an ability. May I ask for your company to satisfy my own curiosities since we are both blessed with such a talent?”

#t: Fates Design #switchmagie #((this is also eternally late please forgive meeeee))

themindmistress

After Hours

themindmistress

macaron-lover:

Sonico had always been interested in learning new stuff. Even if she already had her schedule packed with classes, modeling, volunteering and her part time job, she couldn’t help but want to add a class or two merely because they sounded interesting.

This time she was tempted by a folklore class, and she was more than happy about it, as she had got to meet a teacher that made her feel really passionate about the subject! Hillaire-sensei always had interesting topics and was so good talking! Sonico definitely admired her.

The halls from the humanities department were always a bit puzzling -or maybe she was just good getting herself lost- but she finally made it to the teacher’s office, cute tiger bag hanging from her back, and beige uggs draggins slightly on the carpeted floor.

Taking a deep breath she knocked once on the door before opening it just a smidge. Her own pink eyes met with the red of her teacher and she smiled awkwardly.

“Good afternoon Hillaire-sensei~ I read this was your attention hours so I came, hehe~ If it is not a bother, may I request some advice on my final project?”

Sabrina was always willing to offer her guidance and answer any questions to the students of her classes. She found a great sense of pride in knowing that almost all of her students took her classes to learn about the unusual or otherwise bizarre lessons she preached.

Sonico was always one of her favorite students. She studied quite hard and always seemed to have something interesting to say. And since she had come to her office for some assistance, the professor was more than happy to offer some thoughts. Smiling softly, she pushed her work to the side to focus on Sonico.

“Ah, yes the final project. What sort of questions or advice were you seeking? I will help you narrow down choices or perhaps it’s just an instruction type question. I am at your disposal.”

#t: After Hours #macaron lover #((whata good))

snowxnomad-blog

Reunion

( @themindmistress (it won’t let me tag you >:( ))

It had been far too long since Snow had messaged or even thought about the woman he considered an older sister. She had been a good friend in the time before Snow had ran away from home, and while he had written down her number and sworn to talk to her again, he hadn’t.

Snow could only hope that she wouldn’t be mad at him now, as he bought a bottle of nice wine and went on his way. He had just gotten off of his shift at Whiskers Cat cafe, and had figured out where Sabrina was… Now to walk there.

He tucked the wine away in his book bag for the time being, but once he knocked on the door, he took it out, holding it outside of the brown bag he had gotten it in.

Oh Snow. Little did he know he still had on his cat ears and tail from the cafe…

themindmistress

Sabrina had been busying herself with cleaning around her apartment after a long day at school. The lessons she taught were always interesting, something she found a great deal of passion in. She never expected herself to become a professor at a university, but the psychic was not one to complain about strange twists of fate.

Her pet raven, Salazar, had perched himself on the back of the couch. He would tilt his head and stare at her as she cleaned, and would fly a bit closer to watch her do something else. Flapping his wings happily, he cooed at her as she set up her tea set to brew a wonderful cup of homemade herbal tea. She made it without caffeine, so it would not harm him. He would dip his beak in, taking a bit for himself as she raised the mug.

Her raven was very precious, and she had almost forgotten what she was doing as she began her preparations as she washed her dishes. But...someone was knocking on her door. “Salazar...how curious.” The raven just cooed, flying over to poke his head through the blinds.

Not one to keep anyone waiting, she made her way swiftly across the apartment, opening the door to see none other that Snow, a dearest friend of hers and little brother by all standards. “Snow...I had no idea...” Not even bothering to wait, she reached over to give him a hug, a sign of affection that she showed almost no one. But Snow was special. “It is so good to see you. Please, come in.”

#snowxnomad #t: Reunion #((OWOS))

Dances of Moonlight

starter for @darkness-hound

Sabrina was a woman of many talents, and one of those talents was being a mistress of the dance floor. She had picked up dancing at an early age, and had kept up with her skills as she grew older. And now that she had spent all that time in classes, she was more than willing to put them to use.

Since she had moved here, she found comfort in the familiar feeling of gliding and twirling along the carefully glossed floors of a dance hall, one she found tucked away. For the longest time, it seemed dull in her life. Until now, when she could release all of her stiffness. She was a woman of poise and grace, but on the dance floor, she could express in ways that words never could.

It was on this night she was clad in a long purple dress, complete with white gloves and solid black heels. A mask donned her face, as she didn’t want to give away who she was to anyone who happened to be from the university or one of her students. How incredibly awkward would it have been then?

A new song was beginning, and the heat of the dance floor was beginning to show signs of increasing. But she was quite fine with that, there was not a single dance she was frightened of, not even in the slightest. Approaching a rather confused and tall man, she offered a smile. “Would you care for a dance?”

#t: Dances of Moonlight #darkness hound #((THIS IS LIKE ETERNALLY LATE AND IM V SORRY))#verse: canon

Hiatus Notice

Hey guys, I haven’t been around much for a variety of reasons.

So first of all EnStars killed me this last ten days with the event. I mean I lived but I’m exhausted. I’m dealing with a lot of things back home and it’s draining me. I can’t find the motivation to write and I need to step away for a while. To not be stressed about writing. I’m sorry about my absence. Life is getting incredibly difficult to balance. And this is supposed to be my hobby...the thing I do when I want to escape stress from the real world. That being said, everytime I think about writing, I have another stress episode because I feel overwhelmed.

I hope you understand.

With Love,

~AJ~

#fatenet ooc #AJrambles

Fates Design

@switchmagie

Sabrina found herself balancing along the fine line of too much detail and too little. Her mind always tipped back and forth ever so delicately, that it was difficult to find her stability in her own thoughts at times. There were many things that plagued her, curiosities about the world at large and what part she played.

Fate...it was something she believed very strongly in. The universe had a plan for everything, this she knew. What that plan was...well no one was certain. It was the mystery of life, and one she didn’t wish to solve, at least for herself. Twists and turns led her to rumors of a fortune teller, said to be able to see the fates themselves. And of course, naturally, she needed to investigate.

It was said his home of operation was the Haughty Vixen...and while she felt embarrassed and so incredibly out of place, her mind would not rest until she knew about him. Standing inside, looking quite lost, eventually she saw what she assumed was...the fortune teller in question. “Excuse me, may I ask you something. Are you...Natsume per chance?”

#switchmagie #t: Fates Design #Verse: Canon #((lemme know if you'd like changes dear!! :> ))#((it begins...... OWOS))

After Hours

@macaron-lover

Sabrina was often found sitting in her office reading or doing paperwork. She was focused as always, but there were always moments where her mind wandered to various things. One thing in particular was her students as always. She knew that most of them took her classes for fun, that they wished for other knowledge that their core classes could not provide. And for that, she knew that most of them genuinely wanted to be there.

It put a lot of strain on her mind to try and keep her lessons and classes interesting. She had the tendency to want to know her students more, what made their brains want to learn. It was the way to be an effective teacher, and something she still struggled with.

Tapping her pen along the spiral bounding of her notebook, she was rereading her notes over the next lesson on an artifact she had plans to showcase in her mythology class. A soft knock on her office door prompted her to finally turn from her work to look up to see one of her students. “Ah, Sonico, how can I be of service?”

#t: After Hours #macaron lover #Verse: Canon #((here you go dear i hope you like!!))

Tealightful

It was always said that Halloween was her awakening to forces beyond her recognition. It was her favorite holiday for a variety of reasons. Autumn was a beautiful time of year, while one chapter of the year was closing, another was beginning. She found herself taking long walks along the busy sidewalks after class, existing in the crisp fall air.

Pulling her jacket closer, she made her way down to one of her favorite cafe’s in town, Voorhees Cafe. While she wasn’t a particular fan of gore and horror, the Halloween spirit was always so strong there. And of course, it gave her a breath of fresh air, feeling quite at home. She ordered one of their specialty teas, finding that they were quite refreshing.

Walking inside, she picked an open seat next to one of the windows to further observe the fall atmosphere while still able to take out one of her favorite books to read. Cheesy and otherwise nonsensical for someone such as herself, she found that reading classical literature was a hobby she never could let go. People called her an old soul, and for that she could not blame them. Sabrina was an oddity for a variety of reasons. But she did not mind, so long as people left her and her abilities alone.

Sipping on her rather hot tea, she had her book resting on the table as she began to pen notes on lectures. Seeing someone pass in her periphial vision, she spoke softly. “Lovely fall atmosphere, don’t you agree?”

#fateloween #fatenet open #t: Tealightful #((idfk what I'm doing with this))#((anyone's free to take it for whatever nonsense))#((SPARKLES))#Verse: Canon

//kick flips and poses//

Hi, I’m AJ and I have no self control™. Meet Sabrina, my oldest muse who’s back from the dead for probably a third and final time. Please like this post or message me on that discord for plots and NONSENSE. I’ll be throwing up an open starter here after I finish Kaoru and Souma things SPARKLES. Capping starters at like...3 or 4 lol.

#fatenet ooc #AJrambles #((im not sorry.....okay maybe a little bit))