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“You wanna learn some pole tricks? It’s good cardio.” Jett lmao
“ uhhh, i’ll pass. i’ve actually got a regimen down to follow already for cardio. and, i think pole tricks are a little too advanced for me. ” good on you to even know how, colour him genuinely impressed!
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@cymerae is indulging me :3c (starter call)
He'd been looking for the boy with the snow-white hair all day, and his last lead was going to who he figured out was his master - Master Beldaruit. He knocks on the door three times before opening it, peeking his head inside. "Master Beldaruit? I have a question for you, if.. if you're available right now?" He tilts his head slightly, not quite fully entering. He couldn't, he hadn't been given permission to enter after all.
@cymerae starter for nox / jet!
Till isn't someone who can't enjoy different types of music. Actually, he tends to enjoy a little bit of everything, more so having specific songs he might not like than entire genres. So it really shouldn't be too surprising to see him enjoying himself here and now with this band's music or how he's actually pretty excited to talk to them after. "Your guy's sound is awesome. Really loved that last song especially. Do you play here often?" Till wanted to know because if that answer was yes, they'd definitely be trying to come back next time.
“I think we might be old.” Lagrah to Beldaruit
dash shenanagains!!
"MY DEAR FRIEND, one day, when you too take an apprentice for your own, and they say these cruel — if not baseless — accusations, you will learn that you simply cannot let them win." says the guy who caved instantly when his apprentice gave him flack, but alright ...
❪ ⋅ ◆ ⋆ — @cymerae 𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓: ℭ𝔞𝔰𝔭𝔢𝔯 ៸ ៸ ៸ “Shut up, pipsqueak.” Juno to Casper. ❜ ❫ — unprompted ( always accepting )
‿◞ 𝖌𝖗𝖎𝖒𝖒𝖞 𝖑𝖔𝖌𝖌𝖊𝖉 𝖎𝖓 !! ֶָ֢ ֪ ♡ 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐈𝐃 𝐎𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐕𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐎 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋, crimson eyes narrowing as if Juno had committed an offense punishable by eternal damnation. He sat up straight from where he sat, glaring to the camera, while an indignant flush crept beneath his pale complexion. ❝ Who in the nine circles of Hell are you calling a pipsqueak ?! ❞ he snapped, voice cracking upward with wounded pride before he hastily cleared his throat and straightened his posture, attempting to reclaim whatever dignity they had just stolen from him.
His gloved fingers curled against the flesh of his cheek as he glared through the screen, tongue lightly sticking out. ❝ You are truly insufferable, mortal. Completely, utterly insufferable.❞
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[ CROWN ]: having created a flower crown, the sender carefully places it atop the receiver’s head. From Richeh.
had he fallen asleep ? lulled into rest by the gentle breeze as he sat beneath a tree just outside his atelier. it would seem as though he did. his mind felt... muddled as he struggled to waken. and he was sure he had dreamt of something, something that felt like a memory... but there was nothing there for him to grasp - to help remember.
well, whatever the dream consisted of, it was no longer there. and now, now he really felt an ache in his crook of his neck. no doubt, strain from the way he slept. perhaps, this may not have been the best place for a nap !!
he stretched out his arms, slowly but surely returning to near full senses. and it would appear, he was not alone. a familiar wave of long blue tresses tickled at his nose belong to someone he knew quite well.
" my apologies, richeh. have i been out long ? I hope i've not missed out on all the fun !! " truly he didn't. he had only meant to rest his eye. but before he could even begin to fret, his thougths were displaced and confusion decorated his features when he felt an object placed atop his silver locks.
" oh ? - what's this ? have you made something for me ? " he asked, as he reached up to touch his new found gift. it felt soft, soft like... flower petals, strung together into a make shift crown. " it's beautiful, my dear girl. thank you. tell me, - how do i look ? "
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"Richeh-" He sighs, shaking his head at the sheer amount ribbons that had collected in the kitchen. He hadn't even been gone for that long, so how on earth had this girl gone and covered the ceiling in her ribbons?
Olruggio takes a deep breath before continuing. "You're the one who's cleaning all this up, you know that right? But... it is beautiful."
@cymerae // sc.
"... YOU WANT A TIP, RICHEH?" spoken, gruff and mindful, as a certain watchful eye lingers with his gaze set 'pon one of his master's pupils, not yet halfway through redrawing a spell, now, the thrice time over. "hold yer breath when y'draw it, the first few times. makes the hands shake a little less. — just make sure y'don't overdo it! can't have y'turnin' blue, now can i."
