He drinks it, if a bit sleepily, balancing things out enough for him to stay awake.
She quickly blushes, pulling her hand back, clasping them together “Of course, right… sorry… I didn’t know…”
She rolls her eyes, walking over, tapping it and putting her ear to it, “Because of course it is, you planned this all from the start.”
"Good job.. that's it." he smiles, taking them to a booth
"I need to talk to my therapist about all this, okay?.."
It's hollow, and inside is a basket with everything necessary for a picnic. "I try... I don't wanna become complacent and stop exciting you.."
They sit down in the booth, looking up at them with a stupid smile on his face.
She nods briskly again, not looking back up at them, just drinking “Sorry, so sorry.”
She takes out everything, setting it all up, sitting on the ground, pulling them down to sit next to her, “Dear, you could never stop exciting me, especially with… everything you have~”
So spend your hours on What you think I've done wrong I know I'm in your mind I've been here way too long I want to spend my life With those who've done me right Your heart is frozen over I'm a four-leaf clover
He drinks it, if a bit sleepily, balancing things out enough for him to stay awake.
She quickly blushes, pulling her hand back, clasping them together “Of course, right… sorry… I didn’t know…”
She rolls her eyes, walking over, tapping it and putting her ear to it, “Because of course it is, you planned this all from the start.”
"Good job.. that's it." he smiles, taking them to a booth
"I need to talk to my therapist about all this, okay?.."
It's hollow, and inside is a basket with everything necessary for a picnic. "I try... I don't wanna become complacent and stop exciting you.."
They sit down in the booth, looking up at them with a stupid smile on his face.
She nods briskly again, not looking back up at them, just drinking “Sorry, so sorry.”
She takes out everything, setting it all up, sitting on the ground, pulling them down to sit next to her, “Dear, you could never stop exciting me, especially with… everything you have~”
"You need to get some rest, okay, sweetie?" he says in a calming whisper into their ear before nibbling it gently
"I have.. daily appointments for the time being... I'll.. come find you." she says, downing another beer.
He leans into her, kissing her cheek and smiling. "If you're sure.. I love you." he opens a bottle of champagne.
They bristle from the feeling before nodding, sitting in the booth, leaning against the wall as they slowly fall asleep.
She continues to drink until she’s nearly unable to drink anymore, clinging to her things and mumbling weakly to herself.
She smiles softly back, holding out one of the glasses to be filled, only one ring on her fingers, Jax’s, “I love you too, my love. I only hope not to bore you.”
*characters available to all when requested individually*
*Good ta see ya Jobah, don’t got the mental power ta pick, but do ya want any of mine?*
*uhhhhhh the new sin guy and Sanviento*
*Thanks, here you go.*
The King of Nothing is going for a walk, one arm behind his back, the other on his warhammer which he uses for a cane, each step leaving deep footprints in the cobblestones.
Sanviento is preparing to go hunt down the people that killed Damian after celebrating him coming back to life, looking like a man on a mission, because he is one.
He can be heard rustling in the bed and softly mumbling about something as he sleeps. (Good place to end if you want)
She looks up to them, before putting her things down and hugging them back, holding back tears by closing her eyes.
She raises her own, “Cheers to our never ending love.” She downs hers slowly, making eye contact the entire time.
(I do. Time for the new boi)
Sitting at the bar is a black hare with darker grey accents in his fur, the inside of his ears and paw pads a golden color. He wears nice slacks, a white long sleeve shirt and a black vest and stands at about 5'5
"Even if i'm not ready, we can still be friends.." she says, choking up
His green eyes are bright. "Cheers." he takes his in quickly, eager to get some food in him as he grabs a sandwich.
Paracelsus sits down at the bar, unwittingly staring at the new arrival through her mask, dressed in her own tight black plague doctor’s outfit. She doesn’t order anything for herself, simply silently looking at them.
She nods, wiping away her own tears, “I would -hic- understand if you weren’t…”
She puts down the empty glass, grabbing a sandwich of her own as she scoots next to them, putting one hand on their lap as she eats.
*characters available to all when requested individually*
*Good ta see ya Jobah, don’t got the mental power ta pick, but do ya want any of mine?*
*uhhhhhh the new sin guy and Sanviento*
*Thanks, here you go.*
The King of Nothing is going for a walk, one arm behind his back, the other on his warhammer which he uses for a cane, each step leaving deep footprints in the cobblestones.
Sanviento is preparing to go hunt down the people that killed Damian after celebrating him coming back to life, looking like a man on a mission, because he is one.
Thirteen is heading back from the post office and waves politely to the King.
Riotan is just lurking around anyone he finds interesting today.
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
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*Hmm, didn’t know babies were made of chalk, should’ve known.*
*I hate children.*
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
They sit down in the booth, looking up at them with a stupid smile on his face.
She nods briskly again, not looking back up at them, just drinking “Sorry, so sorry.”
She takes out everything, setting it all up, sitting on the ground, pulling them down to sit next to her, “Dear, you could never stop exciting me, especially with… everything you have~”
*Eh, children are understandably hated.*
(hi wendo)
So spend your hours on
What you think I've done wrong
I know I'm in your mind
I've been here way too long
I want to spend my life
With those who've done me right
Your heart is frozen over
I'm a four-leaf clover
They bristle from the feeling before nodding, sitting in the booth, leaning against the wall as they slowly fall asleep.
She continues to drink until she’s nearly unable to drink anymore, clinging to her things and mumbling weakly to herself.
She smiles softly back, holding out one of the glasses to be filled, only one ring on her fingers, Jax’s, “I love you too, my love. I only hope not to bore you.”
*Cut for Salem.*
He can be heard rustling in the bed and softly mumbling about something as he sleeps. (Good place to end if you want)
She looks up to them, before putting her things down and hugging them back, holding back tears by closing her eyes.
She raises her own, “Cheers to our never ending love.” She downs hers slowly, making eye contact the entire time.
*characters available to all when requested individually*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Good ta see ya Jobah, don’t got the mental power ta pick, but do ya want any of mine?*
*uhhhhhh the new sin guy and Sanviento*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Thanks, here you go.*
The King of Nothing is going for a walk, one arm behind his back, the other on his warhammer which he uses for a cane, each step leaving deep footprints in the cobblestones.
Sanviento is preparing to go hunt down the people that killed Damian after celebrating him coming back to life, looking like a man on a mission, because he is one.
*why shore*
Eito is regarding creation.
Yod is shooting kettling vultures out of the air.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Paracelsus sits down at the bar, unwittingly staring at the new arrival through her mask, dressed in her own tight black plague doctor’s outfit. She doesn’t order anything for herself, simply silently looking at them.
She nods, wiping away her own tears, “I would -hic- understand if you weren’t…”
She puts down the empty glass, grabbing a sandwich of her own as she scoots next to them, putting one hand on their lap as she eats.
Thirteen is heading back from the post office and waves politely to the King.
Riotan is just lurking around anyone he finds interesting today.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.