#ofstories

.｡.:*☆ “I know this is only training, but I really had not expected you to cheat?” Carol chuckled dryly, obviously amused by the fact that she had just been landing on her ass. 

░; ♡  it wasn’t unusual to see the fill-adorned woman wander aimlessly. throughout the halls, rooms, or bars-- she was easy to miss, and easy to forget. like the pebble one passes by in the corner of the sidewalk. though, such aimless antics didn’t mean she wasn’t a social person. now, more than ever, she felt the primordial sense of ‘curiosity’. strong enough to lead her to her next conversationalist in the form of - unknowing to her--, a god or some sort. she made gentle taps across the floor as she made herself across, approaching loki from the sidelines-- her arms crossed behind her back, and a gentle-- chipper smile. all too unfitting of the ‘trapped’ environment they’ve all been put into. with not even a sense of worry to her tone, she offered a greeting.

@ofstories​​ asked:  ❛ there’s something tragic about you. ❜  (from alastor!)

“Uh, duh.  Tragic good LOOKS--”  Him, tragic?  Psh.  Perish the thought.

Rush found himself exploring he market with mild interest, mostly because he had been forced to take a bit of a rest from repairing the ship. Maybe some things never changed- he was still being told when he had been working too hard. Left to his own devices, he probably would have kept working until he passed out. Again. Sighing, he observed some of the strange fruits, arching an eyebrow. “I wonder if any of this is poisonous to us,” he couldn’t help but mutter when he noticed someone else from the ship was there, too. Not that he thought these people would be trying to kill them, but sometimes bodies processed things differently, right?

People in power didn’t hold a place of any great esteem in Mia’s heart.  Renee had turned around in the end, but she would always remember him as the man who helped the Glades become a walled-off utopia while the rest of Star City fell to rot and ruin.  And maybe, given the way everyone had ended up in town against their will, this town’s Mayor might prove to be a different breed; she wasn’t going to count on it.

She knew him on sight, though, and not just because of the less than subtle security that surrounded him - because she made it her business to know who had power.  Mia wasn’t sure what event she’d stumbled across, some ribbon cutting ceremony for something or other, but she lingered in the crowd to take a chance to study Mayor Roy Mustang up close.

.｡.:*☆ “I really didn’t have any sort of food in a while...” Anna mused quietly while looking down at her menu.