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astormriderstuff said: “C-all the am-m-bulance”
“Oh, and what should I tell them?! My friend tried to get rid of the voice in his head, so he decided to cut his neck? THEY WON’T BELIEVE ME AND I DON’T WANT TO GET INTO JAIL BECAUSE OF YOU!”
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“Dechis?” Came from the darkness, as if someone rustled through the pages of an old dusty book. A low, husky voice followed then with a sigh. There was a rustling, and then a melodious water sound - someone poured something into a glass.
“I haven’t heard that name for years,” the woman answered, taking a sip of wine, and then lifting the glass slightly and bringing it to the light, as if something could float there. It was a very tasty wine, so she took another sip. “Once he was a sugar of my heart, a light in my window, a moon for my sun, and then…” She sighed and brought the handkerchief to her cheek. “I would give him my favorite alcohol, but of course I will not do it, and he, I think, knows why.”
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Send me “/)///v///(\” to see how my muse would talk about yours, to another person.
“Who? Ivakir? Nah, sorry. I don’t know her personally. But I’ve heard...things”, he looks around, as if making sure nobody could hear him. “A wild and party animal. Beautiful like the stars and dangerous like a box jellyfish”, he makes a show of shuddering, a fake fear taking over his expression. “They are rumors that she isn’t truly human... A witch of some sorts”, he whispers, “She can consume inhuman amounts of alcohol, destroy well-built bars and summon wild, terrifying animals”.
“Truly, better be careful around this one”, his expression shifts, the fear leaving place to a wide and mischievous grin.
:O drunken squad date
Send me “Date?” and i’ll answer
Who asks for it:
[ x ] Drunken Squad doesn’t ask you, if you want to go on a date or not. Drunken Squad happens to you, if you are very good, if you are the chosen one, if you give the right answer on The Great Question Of Life.
Type of date:
[ x ] Destruction Date
Location for the date:
[ x ] Bars
The date might hopefully end with…
[ x ] …holding hands[ x ] …a (drunken) kiss[ x ] …in bed[ x ] …knowing each other better [ x ] …sleepover between friends [ x ] …a (drunken) marriage proposal[ x ] Everything at once, because you will never remember what happpened, when you were with Drunken Squad.
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*Slides a bottle of fine vintage wine while making puppy eyes* Moon of my sky would you make me halloween cookies?
Iv shot a quick glance at the bottle, trying to appear not too interested in that deal, which was trying to make this greedy little monster.
- Oh, Dechi. Do you really think that I will leave you without cookies? I didn’t expect that you know me so bad, - she pouted slightly. - Well, actually, I was planning to leave you without sweet things this year.
the most amazing thing - you never suspect that Dechis and Ivakir are very dangerous. When they go on a mission, they are always dressed in the best, even if the dress or tuxedo was bought on the last money.
And then Mayhem got invited
Ugh. There it was. The feeling that kept whispering to them that something was WRONG...when it clearly shouldn’t be that way. They were surrounded by a good amount of people. Unknown faces blended with acquaintances and painted a lovely scene. The music, soft and enchanting, did nothing but create a unique atmosphere. And the food! What a marvel! Truly, this party was like a dream! And yet.... Looking around they studied once more the room and the attendants. Something didn’t feel right. But what was it?
That annoying, treacherous feeling was like the moon. Obvious to the sight, and yet unreachable. And then....a fragile glass fell to the ground, the sound of broken crystal ringing like a bell and clearing their thoughts. Of course! That was it! Too civilised, too polite! There were no fists meeting faces nor blood or bottles flying around!
They looked at each other with sly smiles and eyes full of mischief. Slowly, they stood up and with a plate of food and an empty bottle, they began moving towards the center of the party. Their minds clear and focused, ready to break all hell loose...
They knew it was going to be risky. Even dangerous....but...sometimes it is necessary to break some bottles eggs to make an omelette, right?
