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CLOSED STARTER FOR : @p-ink ☆ HYACINTH WHERE : TABLETOP PLAYGROUND

"DON'T YOU do it." saffy's voice took on a low, menacing timbre, though the threat was more harmless than perilous. the splay of cards fanned between their fingers had dwindled down to one, they'd announced their lone card, and were preparing to place out. the woman seated across from them had not been as fortunate, yet there was an ineffable quality in hyacinth's expression that caused saffy to hesitate.

"I swear, cindy, you put down another draw four and i'm going to crash out. you want to see me make a scene?"

Ink x Pa needs to happen!!!

FROM VALENTINA (OLIVE OIL) FOR @p-ink ☆ CARDINAL (COWBOY BEBOP)

IN A MANNER quintessentially valentina, she had arrived without so much as a whisper of warning to cardinal. she'd taken the offer to come visit his ranch as a sort of open invitation that didn't need any pre planning to coordinate. or maybe it was more that she didn't really care if she was imposing or not.

either way, as her motorbike came to a halt outside the gates, she knew the image of her, casually leaning against the side while smoking a cigarette, must have sent a ripple of concern through the ranch hands nearby. and if not that, her confident strides along the pathway, devoid of any announcement of her presence or purpose, probably did. val certainly knew how to make an entrance.

she'd made herself comfortable at the enclosure that housed the cows, the remnants of her cigarette extinguished beneath her boots. with fingers outstretched, she awaited the hesitant approach of one of the creatures. as the sound of approaching footsteps echoed through the air, her kohl rimmed gaze drifted lazily toward the figure of cardinal. she offered a subtle smirk, her voice laced with a playful drawl, "how-dee, partner."

CLOSED STARTER FOR : @p-ink ☆ SLOANE

A DELIGHTFUL HUM of indulgent pleasure escaped from genie's lips as she plopped another tiny hors d'oeuvre onto her tongue, "I fear I have one thousand percent had too many of these little bacon wrapped things. i might have even, embarrassingly enough, polished off an entire platter."

she at least had the decency to place a hand in front of her mouth while she spoke so she wasn't exposing to the entire room of well dressed townees what she was masciating. "but god help me, i can't bring myself to stop."

FROM ROCKY FOR @p-ink ☆ NYOKA

ROCKWELL HUGHES WAS a man whose personal schedule always ran at least ten to fifteen minutes ahead of everyone else. you asked him to be someplace, he's there before you arrive. something need to get started at a certain time, he was already setting the wheels in motion. so even though the interview for the new waitress position wasn't until noon, he was pulling into the lot at loulou's almost twenty minutes early. he ambled out of his weathered cheverly pickup, a habitual check for his keys punctuating the ritual, mind already roving through the list of tasks awaiting him as he entered the diner.

he nodded in recognition to the regulars who were already dining, and he greeted the rest of the staff with crooked smirks. rocky was fairly concentrated on making it back to his office without distractions when he spotted an unfamiliar figure perched at the counter. hair a curly halo around her face. his brow kinked, it was not entirely unusual for them to attract patrons from beyond their familiar borders, but it was rare.

he stopped just before moving behind the counter that bisected the diner. "you wouldn't happen to be," god, he really didn't want to start off the interview butchering her name, but the best way to learn how to pronounce it was hearing it from the source. "nee-oh-kah?"

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lukas had meticulously crafted his expression into a portrait of earnest appeal, a blend of pleading and persuasive he had wielded with great success in the past, particularly when trying to convince his brother of something he may not be especially keen on doing. like making an appearance at the house warming party he was organizing, "I assure you, it won't be an especially substantial crowd," lukas continued to make his case.

he developed a routine of attending any of the lectures his younger brother taught whenever his schedule permitted, though he did so with a certain lack of subtlety. he always endeavored to slip into the back undetected, but who could hardly ignore a man over six feet beaming from the back of the class like he was listening to the most fascinating thing ever uttered. which, in truth, was precisely what lukas thought.

"…just a handful of bella's friends, a few familiar faces from the faculty, ah, and I extended an invitation to some of my students, along with a couple of amiable townsfolk I've come to befriend," by no means was the growing roster of attendees lukas was listing anything but a large crowd. "…and all of our neighbors. you see, just a small get together, a simple affair among friends."