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Husk for Zavis?

​There was an odd amount of silence in the bar that night. The man had spent most of his night filling one group's drinks, watching them get more and more drunk as the night carried on.

The doors slid open and a new patron entered earning a welcome wave from the feline bartender.

Rosie was at her emporium, making a few deals. She'd been happy to have a few come in who wanted to actually make a soul deal with her- most of those weren't done through here but some where. This time they were easy, protection and being welcomed into cannibal town. Which she would do anyway. So it was nice to have those willingly offer themselves to her. Though she was a kind overlord.

She finished up with one of the people right as she heard the little bell on the front door ring. She looked up, a smile on her face before it fell into surprise. "Well you're not one of my cannibals. Not sure I've ever seen you here. Welcome to Cannibal town and my emporium. I'm Rosie, and you are?"

      Bartholomew,  stranded  in  unfamiliar  territory,  naturally  locks  eyes  with  the  first  thing  he  sees,  his  natural  curiosity  getting  the  better  of  him.  Upon  being  spoken  to  in  such  a  manner,  his  own  lips  twist  into  a  confident  grin,  hands  finding  his  hips.  Despite  the  sudden  tiredness  he's  feeling,  he's  not  one  to  back  down  from  a  challenge.

{{ L }} MOP!

Oh, that got Bakugo's eye twitching. He took all his restraint not to explode at said giant wolf monster.

Vaishant had been in Setareh for only a little while, but had adjusted remarkably quickly. Coming from the underground of Neon City, he'd already been used to... Not necessarily this, not at all, but the process of seeing something incredible, having a 'woah' moment, then minding his business. Living here turned out to be quite a bit of that in particular. After his initial panic and a moment of hiding in an alleyway to breathe, he'd emerged, and begun looking around, trying to spot anyone who looked... At least unoccupied, to try to ask some questions . As long as he didn't anger anyone, he'd be alright. ... Right?

@multistories asked: [For The Damaged]

❛ i didn’t mean to hurt your feelings, i just have a lot on my plate. ❜ - Livius to Rose

"Not at all! I could tell you looked a little upset."

A customer lashing out suddenly wasn't a strange occurrence. After all, you never know what someone is going through, and Rose was always one to give grace to others. Sometimes at the detriment of her own feelings, but she always bounced back.

"I didn't want to pry, so I mentioned it. Buuuut! I have some sweet tea blends that might cheer you up? Or maybe some fruit from my roof garden?" She smiled kindly, the other's harsh words rolling easily off her. If anything, she was more worried for him than herself, and she preferred making people smile.

Searching for visual

Do you recall in http://tinyurl.com/y7hbsrlx with the print background.

Colour and vibrancy even during our hardest struggles is what I feel has kept us going. That and a multitude of other factors.

After searching all the stores in Dalston; Peckham; Brixton and Shoreditch market, I found a shop which had a tailor a the back. It also happened that she is Congolese and she had a reasonable selection of liptua’s for purchase.

I asked her for some help and advice, she showed me prints from 197′something and I saw what is now the key!

I love this print and the colours are so striking. Yellow is the dominant colour which ties in perfectly as #YellowSunday http://savethecongo.org.uk/YellowSunday/ donations are still being taken, so please go help to ensure we hit target of training 1,000 women as nurses in the Congo.

"I....well....hm."

The king of hell sizes up the demon before him, crimson hues finally settling on the face of the arrival.

"What are you supposed to be? Most people are distinguishable animals based on how they were on earth... you are... not that."