#zirable

STAR CHART

SUN (Capricorn): olivier has a realistic, grounded approach to life – she knows how to do things; she knows how to get things done. she is ambitious && goal oriented, with a strong sense of purpose (in a way that could suggest she has something to prove). her pragmatic nature leaves her perceptive && mistrustful, taking her time to assess one’s character...

MOON (Capricorn): olivier always keeps her feelings under check && never wears her heart on her sleeve. as a leader she is determined to shut down turbulent emotions && instead rely exclusively on rationality. as such, she is able to overcome adversaries (physical or abstract) with cold calculation, which occasionally manifests as callousness – hence, an icy repertoirediv>

MERCURY (Capricorn): olivier possesses a pragmatic && realistic approach to communication. she generally thinks things through before reaching a conclusion && is able to coolly assesses what course of action will maximize utility && minimize loss. she is also blunt in her interactions, repulsed by the idea of ‘sugar-coating’ or ‘beating-around-the-bush’.

VENUS (Aries) straightforward in communication, straightforward in love: when INTERESTED, she flirts by being up-front && direct. when INTERESTED, she is the one to make the first move. she loves a playful rivalry but despises displays of weakness – physically && emotionally. she is demanding in love but is secretly a bit of a romantic.

MARS (Capricorn) olivier is a natural leader with a firm understanding of the bigger picture. for better or worse, she excels in self discipline (emotionally; physically; sexually) && has a powerful need to stay in control at all times. that restraint makes for pent up emotions && sexual tension.

5 minutes later

         he texts back. cheerfully — & maybe a little fast to maintain any semblance of being  “cool” . . . but ariel will forgive him for that. edward hopes.  & hopes that his intoxication won’t show in his typing. so it’s with determination that he types back legibly :  

           ‘     hey hot stuff. how you doin today ? hot ??   the weather is . . . warm today LOL.   ‘

clunk-clunk. misa’s wearing a baggy sweater with the hood up, and a wig underneath to boot, so the only thing that signals that it’s her is the thick-soled boots clunking along. there’s a sale going on today at her favourite store, and she cannot get sidetracked by stupid boys asking her for a selfie. she pushes past the horde of girls with heavy makeup and fishnet tights — very fashionable, but not the point — and grabs the new miniskirt. last one on the shelf! it’s hers!

...but when she tugs, it doesn’t give. slowly, her eyes move to the person next to her. not as skinny as her, a little taller. hair like a palm tree. and a hand on her skirt.

Dr.  Hohenheim  blinked  at  the  student  before  him  as  his  class  started  to  pack  their  things  at  the  end  of  the  lecture.  He’s  seen  them  before  in  class  and  believes  them  to  be  his  oldest  sons  roommate,  but,  they’re  also  the  one  Dr.  Armstrong  mentioned,  the  one  who  tried  to  sneak  vodka  in.  In  the  words  of  his  sons,  this  is  weirdly  '  on  brand.  '   

“  I  would  hope  so,  ”  Van  said,  hoping  that  Dr.  Armstrong's  case  was  a  one-off,  “  we’re  in  the  lab  next  week,  don’t  want  you  catching  on  fire.  ”  Better  safe  than  sorry.