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@traitcroushearta
In order to ensure that there is more activity on this blog, I think it’s better for me to relocate it back onto the sideblog. If you still wish to interact with Nerissa ( or Hekate ), feel free to follow her on @traitcrousheart . Follow backs will come from @aerokinesiiss. Love you all! ♥
An idyllic winter scene with woodgatherers near a castle (1853) by Frederik Marinus Kruseman
AARON:
smirk curls in the corner of sim’s mouth, a chuckle slips from his lips as the other quotes shakespeare to him. he takes a sip of his drink, lets it sit and burn on his tongue before he swallows, shrugging. “i suppose there’s something to be said about names, right? i mean. most are chosen for a reason, and the intention of that choice reflects the character of the one that chooses it, and in turn, reflects what impact that had on someone’s character.” he laughs, looks down at the glass in his hand and goes comically cross eyed for a moment before he’s setting it down. “maybe, i should slow down!” he says with a laugh. he’s just a human. he’s just a normal guy. he can’t talk like that! ( she’ll notice something off, certainly. ) “if it makes you feel better, my dad kicked me out when i was a kid. so i don’t really know my dad either. although, i hear he’s a great guy.” he chuckles a little bitterly, swallows. ( center the performance sim, focus. ) “i’m from connecticut. spent a lot of time around here though. we all loved a little road trip to the city.” this is a practiced lie, one he’s developed from listening to others. it’s effortless now. “what about you?”
He’s a talker, but Nerissa didn’t mind that - maybe it gave her an excuse to not talk as much but rather consider his words carefully. Taking another sip of her wine, she licked her lips to ensure that she got the remains of the liquid. “Ironically, mine means sea nymph and I hate the ocean — what do you think that says about me?”
Maybe that she got a name that wasn’t fitting to her. Though, when she heard his story, she couldn’t help feeling a little bad for him. In a way, she might have been lucky; she hadn’t gotten the chance to know his father. Yet, he had - and he was disappointed with the result. To her, it sounded so much worse. “Seattle,” she responded, easily. Her own lie, she would prefer not to mention it. “I’m sorry to hear that. It appears that our parents aren’t really what you’d want them to be — does it hurt you? To this day?” She was a therapist. It was hard for her not to get into the part when there was an opening for it.
RIVER:
“why, you should’ve mentioned them sooner.” perhaps because he’d been in so few relationships but river had never understood the urge people had to speak to their exes when, seemingly, things might not have ended well. “alright, well, I’ll be joining you then.”
To Nerissa, it was embarrassing, to say the least — to feel the need to have someone help her get rid of someone. Especially when she felt that she had been the issue, having been cold and distant due to someone having anticipated more of them than just a one-night stand. Apparently, it didn’t matter what she did, a part of her would still be hooked on her ex despite her passing so long ago - something her former flame didn’t seem to comprehend; that she hadn’t moved on yet. “Thank you,” she breathed out, a faint smile appearing on her lips. “Would you like me to offer you something since you’re helping me? Do you drink tea? Coffee? It’s the least I can do.”
RIVER:
@traitcrousheart sent: [ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down
MONTHS OF WORK down the drain. endless meetings, countless emails, contracted drafted and re-drafted. everything sat there, waiting for the client to give the GO AHEAD. days of travelling, of little sleep, that river had spent building up this project and the client had the nerve to pull the plug. to let the ship SINK.
the frustration lets itself be known, the fatigue and anger that burns his cheeks, and he is so close to something, to carving something with his teeth and tearing something apart with his hands. river sees red and then cassandra yells speaks in a language he doesn’t understand, and everything seems to melt away.
hand curls weakly, throws an even weaker punch into the air. “I told them not to work with him. he has a history. but no, no they chose to and I had to sacrifice my time to make an indecisive man happy.”
IT WAS REASONABLE that he was upset. He had forewarned his colleagues of something that he knew of, and they hadn’t listened. She wasn’t a part of this, nor did she know much of what had caused for his frustration; but she wanted to let him know that it was still valid.
“It’s okay, you can let it out. Allowing your emotions to let go like this will help clear your mind and rinse your soul.” Because when it was let out, these thoughts wouldn’t stain nor fester in your mind. After he had allowed his punch to be thrown into the air, she delicately placed a hand on his shoulder, running her hands down it in an attempt to soothe him. “Breathe. I know it may seem like nothing makes sense right now but it will. Just give it a little time and breathe through it.”
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“Closer than that,” she breathed out, before her fingers dug into the fabric of his shirt, pulling him in to press her lips against his, her fingers stroking his forearm lightly as she retracted her head, eyes darting up to look at him. “You can have anything you want, I’m yours. If you want me.”
@elenaloveablekotsala
@neutralwaters / semi-plotted starter !
“Perhaps I should not be too surprised with seeing you here,” Hekate muttered, appearing from the crowd of protestors. Though she hadn’t expected that Oceanus would ever choose to descend to Earth, Titans’ and Gods’ never seeming to have much interest in the instances dwelling on Earth. “Is everything quite all right?” Hekate knew that nature had been taking its toll with the horrors humans put it through, but if Oceanus was here, it must have become quite severe.
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“They do not.” If anything, it only made her more determined to ensure that they would not get the object of their desire. “I am just letting you know so that you are forewarned — they cannot be trusted.”
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NOAH:
He felt bad about bumping into her, making her spill her coffee as well as burn her hand, digging into his bag he pulled out a bottle of ice water, always having access to one when he felt thirsty or his mouth got irritatingly dry. “Here, its still super cold so it should relief the burn, and you sure I can’t make it up to you by replacing your coffee?”
Holding onto her hand, she looked at the bottled water, clearly having not expected for him to have come prepared. Taking the bottled water into her hand, there was a small smile on her lips. “Thanks,” she responded, pretty grateful for it. “Oh it was just a mistake, everyone makes them — only if you insist.”
BLOODY MARY:
The girl was still alive, not bleeding out from her eyes— a good sign, it meant she had summoned Bloody Mary with extra precautions. That, or she had magic coursing within her. She asked a complicated question, to which the spirit simply shrugged. “It’s part of my powers. I suppose it has to do with how I died. Something about my presence makes people’s guilt catch up to them in unpleasant ways.”
It was almost amusing that the one who called her forth doubted her very presence. A smirk pulled Mary’s lips. “You tell me. You summoned me, didn’t you? Do you think I’m a trick?” Another question brought on a stern glance and a foreboding, warning tone, because with her powers came a curse, one that Mary couldn’t control. “If they aren’t…they might survive if they run out fast enough.” Very few ever did.
From the way that the spirit was standing right before her, she figured that she must be real. There was a feeling in her gut that told her that she wasn’t just a trick, but someone who was actually there. If the supernatural existed, why shouldn’t she?
“No.” Had the time been different, maybe she would have - but not now. She had wanted to know whether they had killed someone in her class, her curiosity having gotten the better of her. Maybe now she would finally know. “I hope that you don’t mind if I ask - but I wondered what happened to you?? I read some things online.. but I wasn’t sure whether it was true.”
THANATOS:
He is sucking in a deep breath his hand holding hers as there was a warmth to this movement he rather enjoyed as then he carries on to say “ how things have changed I do miss the old days when things were simpler but it is also interesting how the world has changed “ a pause follows as another breath was taken and then he carried on to say. “ What is on your mind?”
@traitcrousheart
There was a soft look in her eyes, lips pursing slightly as a small smile snuck onto them. “You,” she responded, simply. It was the truth, she was wondering how he was doing here, whether he was content. If he liked it here with her.
THANATOS:
Thanatos is sucking in a deep breath his thumb rubbing the palm of her hand gently as tongue is darting over his lower lips and then he carries on to say “ some things are impressive here though “a pause follows as he is swallowing hard and his other hand runs through his hair as eyes meet hers and he carries on to say. “ But we should make sure to keep Kerberos in his cage last time he had made quite the mess “ there is a teasing tone on his voice as he carries on to say “ and I would like that you helping me with the food.”
@traitcrousheart
Since his arrival, Thanatos hadn’t appeared particularly impressed by Earth — although, she found that he kept coming back to visit, so there must have been something that had caught his attention. “Pray tell what that may be? I really want to know,” she wondered, a gentle smile playing on her lips. “It wasn’t my fault that he went wild.” Though her interest had been piqued by him and she couldn’t help amusing him for a little. Had it not been for some calming herbs, they probably wouldn’t have gotten him back into his cage. Wrapping her arms around herself, Hekate murmured an incantation to change into her black robes. Opening her eyes, she offered an arm for Thanatos to take. “Are you ready?”
WILL:
“I—” Will didn’t have the chance to respond. The girl who saw her come out of the portal had already grabbed her arm, had already pulled her with her behind the school building so that no one could see. “—I’m Will.” Just Will. “How do you know about Meridian? Who are you?” And now, for the question she dreaded to ask: “Where am I?” Or better yet…when?
Were there more guardians out here than just Nerissa and her friends? She didn’t sound like a random girl that had stepped into a portal, but rather someone who knew something. “This is 1964 — are you a guardian?” she inquired with an arched eyebrow. It couldn’t be possible, the Oracle told them they were the current guardians. Whoever she was, it didn’t seem like she belonged here. “I’m Nerissa... Did you come here for a reason, Will?”
MATILDA:
She traces a hand over one of the blooming flowers that line their path on both sides as she listens to the other speak. Her sister’s garden is one of the most beautiful places in Dale and yet Tilda cannot appreciate it fully. Not on this day. She knows how it is to grow up without a mother, being poor and having to help as much as one could. So she nods at her handmaiden’s story. But admitting as much? It seems wrong, considering where she now stands. “My sister knows much about herbs and healing, but I fear I never had a talent for it. I was… my childhood was very protected, up until the dragon came. I am glad you found your way to Dale though”
Now that was interesting, she wouldn’t have thought that any of her family members would be skilled in that department. Nerissa believed that they would have sought people outside to come to aid them if there was something. “To be quite fair, it can be difficult to know which remedies would be suitable in particular situations, so I understand your struggle with it.” Nerissa was relieved of the change of subjects, preferring to not discuss further of her past. “Where do your interests lie, perhaps? You seem to have a fondness of flowers.”
THANATOS:
he is sucking in a deep breath as he is offering her his hand and a soft smile is lingering on his lips as then he carries on to say “ is there something else that is bothering your mind perhaps I could help or I will just listen to you “
@traitcrousheart·
Fingers pressing lightly against her tendrils, she could feel a small throbbing at her head. “Maybe staying in the mortal realm has had an impact on me. I am afraid that I am not used to being exposed to all these... emotions. It makes me feel almost.. mortal.” It seemed like they were affecting her more than she would like.
