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Virgil was a nerd, has been since as long as he could remember and like most nerds, Virgil had gargantuan amounts of anxiety when it came to those that he had feelings for, being Bisexual in Chicago meant that anxiety sky-rocketed from it’s post of the nerdy stratosphere. Whether fortunate or not, Virgil also had a tendency to talk more when he got nervous. And boy was Virgil nervous right now and it showed. It showed his whole hand and his feelings right now. Virgil was devastated, embarrassed. Wishing he could find a hole to just crawl into. His host didn’t seem to mind, although Virgil was certain that Jamie wasn’t interested and his heart sank a little. Well that was until Jamie smiled and Virgil melted. I Guess we’ll see where th’ night takes us indeed. Virgil keep some hope and at the very least he had grained a new friend who happens to be a fan of cinema, and a potentially new ally to help Virgil be Static, t’ boot. So all is not lost even if Jamie is  not in fact interested in Virgil.

“Mhmmm” Virgil hummed in amused agreement with Jamie’s assessment of them seeing where the night goes.

“Hell yeah! Expansive. Sounds like this’ll be a blast and a lot better night than I had planned.” Virgil chuckled. When Jamie asked him to help out Virgil’s eyes lit up and he sprang into action.

“Yeah! Sure thing, man!” Virgil slide past Jamie and into the kitchen. Then trying to move again but without the traction Virgil began sliding in place until he put is hand out and snapped, causing a small spark of electricity to pop and send him sliding toward the fridge, where Virgil grabbed the fridges and slide safely to a stop. Virgil chuckled to himself, as he had fun, the quibbles still in his stomach from sliding across the floor. Popping open the fridge, Virgil makes a face at the choices, he grabs a few more of what they had been having. They weren’t bad but they weren’t what Virgil was used to drinking but he’d never let Jamie know any of that. Virgil closed the fridge and headed back to Jamie and the coffee table, walking this time, sans sliding. Virgil puts the beers on the coffee table, two in front of Jamie and two where he was about to sit on the couch, giving Jamie some space, if he were to sit on the couch, with plenty of elbow room, but also not so far that if Jamie wanted to sit closer…

@vintertsarn [Jamie Barnes]

@drekkavac

The member of the Lakota smiled at Anya Barnes, who was on the bareback of a horse, from her own 5'2" position on the horse next to Anya. Kali Dances with Fire had see a great deal of intelligence in Anya, a very fast learning curve on that one. Kali also saw that Anya was a fierce human with much trauma, probably from some sort of time in war. The indigenous person could see it in the other person's eyes, in the way that they carried themselves. Kali looked out over the track, it was a simple dirt track around some trees & back not difficult but not necessarily easy either. Looking back up at Anya, still with the soft, calming smile of hers that showed more from the eyes of the two-spirited person than from her actual mouth. "It's a simple down 'n round th' trees in a figure eight, then back. That's it." Kali was trying to decide, based on what she had seen of Anya, exactly how steep that learning curve was, & more over, WHAT Anya's best method for learning was. "Now remember t' use dem thighs of yers t' hold on & control th' horse. Lean forward, 'nd move WITH th' horse. It's like yer favorite weapon. An extension of ya 'nd you an extension yer horse. innit?" "'ny questions?"

Myka on the other hand was tending to Karkat’s needs, and constant rambling to the whereabouts of his Moirail. The human figures she’d just take the upper hand and message the clown.

- brutishCourtesan [BC] began pestering terminallyCapricious [TC] -

[BC]: hey gamy! :)

[BC]: karkat won’t shut about where you are, would you mind coming out?

[BC]: where ever you are? lol

Gamzee had been holding himself up in his room for the past few days to avoid accidentally yelling or hurting someone's feelings. He had decided to go sober, and when he had told his most wicked of diamonds this, he had been met with nothing but scorn and ridicule, so he had decided to deal with it alone. Despite how bad of an idea that was..

Hearing the ping of his husktop, he turned to look at the icon that showed on his screen, and quietly, taking a moment to gather his thoughts and feelings, he started typing out a reply, slowly but surely, hunting each letter down.

[TC]: Oh, ShIt, HeY mYkA! :o) [TC]: i DuNnO iF tHaT's A gOoD iDeA, mY wIcKeD sIsTeR. I'm ThReE dAyS oFf ThE pIe AnD aIn'T tOo SuRe HoW i'M gOnNa Be ArOuNd ThE oThErS.

[TC]: bUt... I tHiNk I cAn MaKe An ApPeArAnCe FoR a LiTtLe BiT.

@vesuvianoak

It’s been a few months since the Masquerade ended.

Her uncle was in the back, doing inventory as she leaned against the counter. It’s a slow day today; it usually was.

She was looking over the pictures of a dissected flower when the door rattles open. With the deftness of a stumbling puppy, Lyra hastily stashes her book under a nook behind the counter.

“Hello! Welcome to-ah!” She gasped.

The person was pale. Yes, Vesuvia was home to many people of all shades and sizes, but this was the first time that she encountered someone like this potential customer.

Her anxiety didn’t lend her much assistance in any social cues, much social skills.

[C O N T I N U E D F R O M] @halfdent

Virgil had only been passing through Gotham, well flying actually, either way he only meant to stop in to check in on Wayne, his man Alfred, and anyone else that may be or have been staying at the BATCAVE. He hadn't quite made it to Wayne's when he saw Two-Face, of all people, just sitting at a patio table outside of a café. No one screaming, or freaking out, nothing was out of order or in any sort of disarray, from what Virgil could see. He had to go see what was going on, to answer his questions about Harvey Dent. Virgil knew that Harvey had been a Gotham's District Attorney at one point, some how gone to crime. He also knew that while helping Wayne out, and encountering Harvey, that he more than vibed with him back then and he was still a kid back then. Now Virgil was an adult, understood things a bit better, understood Harvey's motive better now. So seeing the man of law, order and crime sitting civilly at the café table was confusing but it was also intriguing and tempting.

Virgil HAD TO go an talk to this man, that he had known for years technically, even if they had only been in conflict with each other in passing. Leading our viewers back to the present, Virgil's feet being firmly on the ground, his saucer, that he used to fly around, now closed and under his arm, standing near Harvey's table, a genuine smile on Virgil's face. Virgil loved making quips and puns, he was proud of the recent ones he had made to Harvey, as shown with the grin that he worn. It was one of his favorite pasted times while fighting crime, but that didn't mean that it wasn't also something that he enjoyed doing to make people laugh, outside of crime fighting, as well. Virgil had hoped that he would at least get some sort of amused reaction out of Harvey for the clever pun. Harvey's statement intrigued Virgil, holding his attention, he wanted to know more. "I mean that's a fair point." Agreeing with the man to see IF Harvey was receptive to talking with Virgil or not, even if Virgil did actually agree with Harvey at the same time. Virgil looked inquisitively at the chair across the former D.A. "Ya mind if I sit 'nd chat with you?" His tone cheerful and pleasant as he asked hopefully to sit and get to know this man that he had fought more than a few times over the years.

@tranquilarya

Lyra hadn’t see Arya in a while. It was concerning. While she herself wasn’t exactly a friend to the magician, she thought it prudent to go and seek Arya out.

The Magic Shop was open, that much was obvious. When she entered though, she found the shop to be empty. No one was even at the counter.

@thedoctorhanged

“Dr. Devorak! I am going to need your vertical advantage to get the last book you requested of me!”

Her voice echoed across the library. She was in one of the stacks deeper within the area, and Dr. Devorak was at his desk toward the center.

The last book he requested her to fetch was infuriatingly well past the topmost rung of the ladder she stood upon.