#mpxalexander

Closed starter for another lover of chaotic fun @mpxalexander

So far--minor emotional crisis aside--the year of the dragon had been a good one! And on this day, Felix was just having a great time, really. Just a typical day at Galaxy Games, nothing out of the ordinary; kids and adults both having fun which was really all he could ask for. One could easily mistake him for just another patron with how he was dressed, a classic red 'eat. sleep. game.' hoodie with blue jeans and red Chuck Taylor hightops--but what stood out the most was the light-up headband he wore of multiple alien eyes. It made him difficult to miss!

Little did he realize his day was going to get even better as he wrapped up providing a kid with a prize--hard earned, too, after raking up all those tickets from absolutely DESTROYING at Skee-ball (his personal favorite), so he had no reservations about handing the girl her "IT'S SO FLUFFY! I'M GONNA DIE!" plush unicorn (as well as bonus candy necklace for funsies). And as she went bounding off to her guardian with her treasure, he was approached by a new fellow who just had a great vibe, ya know? He'd seen this guy around a few times, enjoying himself with the games, and now...he...

Wait--was this guy asking to WORK at Galaxy Games?

&. 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐞𝐜𝐞 (𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧) 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬. 🦊 status: not accepting !

"Sir, this is Babylon." Slightly confused with the inquiry, Yeji did her very best to keep her gentle smile and even stood up from the reception chair to meet his gaze and height, bringing a sense of attentiveness to the conversation. "We have snacks available, such as fruits, hummus and cheese in the lounge areas." Yeji nodded, gesturing with her hands towards the direction the food items would be.

"If you wish to have food during your time with one of our beauties, please kindly ask them if they'd be comfortable with it first." Her voice is still calm, hoping the man before her would be understanding that not everyone wished to have crumbs in their bed. "Please be aware that we do not have room services for food, we hope you understand." Yeji never dwelled in thinking what happened during the appointments, but her instinct made her feel that food wasn't a common concern during people's time at Babylon.

"Yeah, is that so?" he said with a snarl. The easiest way to irritate Yohan was anything that could relate to his past. So even the slightest hint of an irrelevant comment from a stranger at the pits, let him fall back into old patterns. With an unreadable look on his face and a cold tone of voice he crossed his arms over his chest and planted himself in front of the stranger - and possible threat - so that there was no way to avoid this situation.

&. 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐬𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐢𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐠𝐮𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭𝐬. ; not accepting

Visiting Babylon was fun, not just because he got to see Invidia, but because it seemed the place drew out not only the sinners but the interesting people as well. Something was always happening there, it seemed, whether it was good or presumably bad, well, that was another thing entirely.

That night, though, it seemed he'd caught someone slipping without intending to. He'd just dropped off his lover, headed in to say hi to those he knew when he happened to look in the stranger's direction when it happened. Noel had seen him before he was pretty sure, but he hadn't paid much attention until now.

And what a way to do it.

Esther had just got into her shift at Noonas. So, for now, light music played on the speakers, some stock music that she was sure the boss used so that there was still some ambiance. Though, she did believe there was a notable difference between her performance and that was a source of pride. So after setting her things down in the back, she was about to head to her instrument when one of the waitresses begged her to run a drink out for her.

Without any hesitation, she did, and she met the amusing comment of the other. "Don't worry. I will play soon." She teases, placing down the wine glass onto their table. She snickered softly, taking a step back. "I know you meant the wine. I hope you enjoy your drink. Your waitress said your yummy food should be out soon."

ft. ( @mpxalexander )

Sweaty and out of breath, Theodora looked up at him. Her heart thumped within her chest and her lungs claimed for air. With the exertion, her clothes felt tight, like a second skin on her body. She felt warm but sticky. A few strands of black hair found their way out of her scrunchie and now framed her face, accentuating her ruby cheeks.

Theodora couldn't remember the last time she felt like this. In fact, she wondered if she ever felt like this at all. It was an odd sensation, but definitely not a bad one.

"I know, I know. But..." she muttered under the breath she was still catching on. It took her a moment, but Theodora regained control of her breathing. Or just enough that she could speak without pausing as often. She cleared her throat, inhaled and a second later exhaled.

"You're right," the historian looked over her shoulder to the mostly empty street behind them. No one seemed to be following them, let alone chasing them. Good. Theodora was not sure how much more running she could handle. Not to mention the weight of her backpack on her back. She couldn't bring so many books from the library.