Jan 14, 2013
((Don't know if you need a reminder for the starter rp, so I'm just mentioning it here, and hope I didn't annoy.))
(NO THANK YOU FOR REMINDING ME x.x
I got distracted with booking rooms for conventions and ugh )
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((Don't know if you need a reminder for the starter rp, so I'm just mentioning it here, and hope I didn't annoy.))
(NO THANK YOU FOR REMINDING ME x.x
I got distracted with booking rooms for conventions and ugh )
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acounterfeityellowrose said:
Mary smiled. “Anything! But a cake sound good. Can it be chocolate? I want to try chocolate.” Mary said, smiling.
"Then chocolate cake it shall be!" Isabella beamed, turning towards the girl. "Any reason why you want to learn how to bake...? She wasn't the one to be curious, but... She was curious.
Ib! Can you teach me how to bake?
“Of course Mary!” Isabella’s face seem to brighten up, smiling towards the young blonde. “What do you want us to bake first? Macaroons? A cake?”
acounterfeityellowrose replied to your post: 【Since I’m attempting to become more active on my...
I would like to, but I have no idea what to rp about, orz,
【I apologize for my delay! I was a bit busy for a moment or so.
And, hm, we could start of anywhere I suppose. c: It could just start off as something silly after all! 】
acounterfeityellowrose has started following you!
"...Uh. Hi?" This was strange, given his earlier track-record of only encountering people and faces he knew to be some degree. Odd.
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Merry Christmas! -give a candy cane-
Oh, thank you dear -takes it carefully before handing her a small golden locket- Merry Christmas yourself.
The brunette stretched, cracking her back and hearing small pops go down her spine. It was just another day for her, and she was choosing to head towards the Gallery; she had some time to spare, and some time to fool about with. And instead of working on anything important, or perhaps making sure her home life was better than normal, she choose to go someplace in a way of self-therapy. She felt a pair of...Confused eyes on her, stopping in the sidewalk just close to the Gallery. The stairway was empty, and there was barely any cars coming down and about this time of day. So, of course, she was abit confused about this; a bit...Worried. Her eyes scanned about, them noticing the familiar flash of golden hair. .... Mary...?
Well, Sunrise is busy t'day ain't it?
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He wasn't supposed to be at work for once. It was his day off and he'd planned to spend it Christmas shopping. Funny how things never work out how he'd planned them the day before. Being woken up at seven in the morning by a phone call from one very sick sounding cafe owner was definitely not planned. But he owed the woman a lot and the cafe needed someone to run it between shifts, so he'd shown up with... minimal complaints. And a lot of trying to find pants.
It was one of those between shift moments when he was remembering why he appreciated the usual presence of his boss so much. Dishes piled up fast apparently when there wasn't someone washing them at regular intervals. Grumbling about needing more coffee but not having any cups left, he didn't hear the jingle of bells above the front door that usually alerted him to new comers.