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Post by Oliver Wynters on Aug 27, 2017 17:53:13 GMT
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welcome to the Nightmare in my head
say hello to something scary
the monster in your bed just give in and you won't be sorry
[attr="class","oone"] [attr="class","tbbody"]"Oh?" It would seem his baited question was kind enough to reap results. That was nice. The twice folded question hadn't been crafted deviously for dastardly reasons. Just for the sake of getting more information about his newly met guest. And goodness, was the information a delightful development. Not only did she frequent the Red Light District due to her job being in a family owned business within precinct, she was considering taking on a common career in that particular neighborhood. Oliver's compliment would be met with a momentary reddening stare by the other. It seemed likely, according to the magi's first half of her reply, that he was about to be complimented back. But alas, there had been a fundamental social law overlooked in their conversation thus far. "Oliver." He would answer in turn, not at all minding the physical closeness between them. "I think dancing for you is a smart move." He would go on to say as they would eventually grow nearer their destination. The comment would be made, not with the dilation of aroused pupils, but with casualness of discussing the day's weather. "It's a booster shot to your finances, especially when you happen to be as attractive as you are. Youth doesn't last forever so you might as well use it to your advantage while you can. Though," Oliver would grin as he cast a humorous glance Vashti's way. "Your race tends to have a longer youth than mine does. For humans it's rude to ask a woman's age but if I can do so without getting smacked I'd be interested. You don't look a day over twenty-five to me." The two would most likely continue converstion along that route, whether Vashti declined the offer of an answer or not. Eventually the two would be walking up to the restaurant that had been planned upon. It wasn't a fancy high-end place by any means. The building was older, need of maintenance apparent to an observant eye. But upon opening the squeaky door the smell that would hit you would wash away any doubts immediately. A goofy pleased smile would spread across his lips as his brain was lit aflame by the aroma. "Gods, this was a great idea." Funny how he didn't know he was hungry until he walked into this place. Now? He could eat a whole sheep. The tiny bell hanging above the doorframe would jingle once again as the door closed behind them. A young Surajan man would walk out from the back and would stand patiently at the register. "This is on me so get whatever you'd like." The hunter would say and without waiting for any chance of his guest opposing the idea Oliver would smile at the young chap who had so obviously been strung into helping the family business instead of being allowed to hang out with his friends this evening. "I want a vegetable samosa starter, gobi manchurian starter, annnd ... all of the meals come with poti bread, right?" "Yes, sir." The teenager would reply. "Awesome. Then I'll have the ... eh, I'll try the Andrha goat curry." Scribble scribble. "And the lady?" Oliver would turn to face Vashti, stepping aside for her to have center stage. OOC Order and let's sit down so the really fun conversation can begin. Yay~ Vashti Ootari
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Post by Vashti Ootari on Sept 10, 2017 7:07:19 GMT
[googlefont=Open+Sans] i'm going to break you down [attr="class","firstfriend"] scare you, destroy you. ashti had always been interested in stripping. She was not the type to show off her body or want such attention, but her grandfather would tell stories about her mother and the beauty she held. Her mother was a stripper at her grandfather’s club but she didn’t have to reveal much to get their attention. Her odd features and the way she used her powers during her shows was enough to attract the gaze of many young men… Or what she considered victims.
The woman was quite pleased when she got his name. It suited him nicely, considering how attractive she found him but was she going to admit to that? No, there was no reason to admit that. So she kept such a thought to herself as she just let the reddening of her cheeks to deepen as he stated that dancing was a smart move. Why? Because it was a booster to her finances.
Her brows knitted together as her brain began to ponder. Youth didn’t last forever but she didn’t really need to worry about that. Her eyes met his as he gave her a humorous glance. A sly smirk came to her lips. “Sixty-eight. But thank you for the compliment. You don’t look a day over twenty-three if you ask me.” The woman commented with a giggle. Age didn’t really matter to her. She knew she was old but her body sure as hell didn’t show that.
As they would continue conversating and walking, the two eventually came across the restaurant they had agreed on. Obviously not that good in shape, when she walked in that thought immediately left. The smell was delicious, causing Vashti to form a genuine smile as she released a sigh of pleasure. The woman wasn’t too keen on eating. In fact, she couldn’t remember the last time she had actually eaten a real meal. Was in last week? No, maybe two days ago? Her brother brought home chinese food three days ago… Oh, she couldn’t remember but now she was feeling the weak feeling in her body from not eating.
Vashti had never had a male pay for her meal. Only her brother did that so when he had said it was on him, her eyes widened. She was going to tell him no but he went right ahead and ordered. The Fire Magi’s eyes shifted to the menu as she eyed it, listening to him order. He sure did like his food… Unlike her. Her brows knitted once more as she stared hard at the menu and tried to look for something she thought she enjoyed.
So when it came to her turn, her eyes widened and her eyebrows lifted to display a sense of nervousness. “uh…” She started, staring up at the menu before looking back to the young man that waited to write down her order. “Just give me gobi manchurian. that is all.” A smile came to her lips and her eyebrows rested gently to show a look of happiness. Looking to Oliver, she nodded.“I do not eat much but the manchurian sounds quite good.” | ✉ | this was a crap reply im so fricken sorry rin rin BUT LETS JUMPSTART THIS REAL CONVO. |
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Post by Oliver Wynters on Sept 15, 2017 6:22:54 GMT
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welcome to the Nightmare in my head
say hello to something scary
the monster in your bed just give in and you won't be sorry
[attr="class","oone"] [attr="class","tbbody"]Just a starter to eat, huh? Oliver doubted that someone that shared their particular personality trait would do so in an attempt to be thoughtful. It couldn't be out of some sense of kindness. People like them tended to take what they wanted and ask questions later, if ever at all. So there wouldn't be some etiquette following "are you sure that's all you want?" or a friendly nudge to encourage a larger order. Oliver would merely accept it. "Is that all for you?" "Yep." The hunter would say as his good hand would reach for his wallet and begin the purchasing process. The uninjured arm had grown quite adept in activities that used to require two sets of fingers. Luckily life's most important tasks were capable with just one hand. Paperwork. Knife work ... Wood work. You know, the important stuff. Upon being given a receipt and a number Oliver would pocket his wallet before turning. "Let's take a seat." The hunter would lead the way if Vashti were to follow. The furthest back table, away from any lingering ears from fellow diners or workers. The man would work around the jacket he wore, pulling it off with caution, his injured arm finally being fully revealed in its sling. The chair would pull out with ease. "They'll bring us our meal if memory serves me right." Oliver would say as ass touched chair. Having been walking, wandering around for a good four hours it was nice. So with that, the man would sit appropriately in the seat, staring across the table to the not-so-young woman he'd just met within the last thirty minutes of his life. What a strange thing life was. Having just met someone only to already be breaking bread with them. At least that would be what other people might muse on about. For Oliver there was but one topic on his mind. With a blink of those two colored eyes Oliver would re-establish his previous smile. Polite decor for the time being. Waters were best tested first before jumping in after all. "We can cut small talk and jump to the subject we have in common, right?" OOC Finally. The fun times begin Vashti Ootari
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Post by Vashti Ootari on Sept 24, 2017 5:03:23 GMT
[googlefont=Open+Sans] i'm going to break you down [attr="class","firstfriend"] scare you, destroy you. liver didn’t push her to order more. Instead, when the male had questioned if that was all, Oliver replied with a yes and went on with it. Unlike other women who would have most likely wanted him to ask them if they wanted more, Vashti was grateful that he hadn’t. She didn’t enjoy being forced to order more than what she wanted and she thought it kind enough for him to just go along with it.The woman silently watched as he was easily able to slide his wallet out of his pocket and pay for the two of them. Originally, she was going to offer her help to him but it seemed as if he had it and proved such. With a smile and a nod, she walked along behind him. They made their way to the back where Vashti slid into a seat calmly, watching as he worked to get his jacket off.“Sounds great,” Vashti replied as she placed one leg over the other and lifted herself to hold a straight posture in her seat. Proper looking, had to aim for that right? Her arms reached down to smooth the wrinkles of the dress she was wearing, making sure it was not riding up to reveal her underwear and such. When she confirmed she was fine, she placed her hands calmingly on her lap.
Vashti’s eyes shifted to Oliver’s who stared at her. She was quite mesmerized by the mismatching eyes and as she was about to question how that came to be, the man had gotten straight to the point. With a mischievous smile that crossed the Magi’s face, she leaned herself forward to place both elbows on the table, hands under the chin to support her head.
Suddenly that smile was yanked from her feature and replaced with a blank stare. She shifted herself slightly, a small tilt of the head. Her odd eyes stared with a sort of emotion that couldn't be discovered quite yet. She licked her lips before once more smiling at him. Warming, eyes shining with happiness and the feeling of comfort swarmed the female. "What would you like to discuss about what we share, Olly?" [googlefont=Montserrat][newclass=.firstfriend]z-index:2; position: relative;[/newclass]
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Post by Oliver Wynters on Sept 25, 2017 8:03:34 GMT
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welcome to the Nightmare in my head
say hello to something scary
the monster in your bed just give in and you won't be sorry
[attr="class","oone"] [attr="class","tbbody"]It seemed his new acquaintance was in agreement to skip small chat. What a nice change of pace. Sincerely. Most people Oliver had to converse with in his life preferred talking over subjects that it seemed neither party was entirely interested in. Really. Did the weather need to be chatted about for fifteen minutes? What that subject so detrimental and important to take command of such a percentage of his twenty-four hour day? The very fact this Ms Vashti was willing to skip that moronic practice was telling enough that they were probably going to get along. Dark eyes with red centers. An oddity surely due to her magi roots. When it came to that race, the strange and peculiar were considered normal. Which spurned an interesting train of thought. All his life Oliver had tried to fit in so as to not get too much attention on his hobbies. People with his hobbies went to prison, he'd learned that early on through television and his mother's reaction to catching him butchering the neighbor's cat when he was eight. How much more difficult was it to have their 'quirk', as it were, and yet stand out so much naturally? Was it a shit hand Vashti had been dealt? Or was it some strange twisted blessing? Did people cough up odd behavior to her just being magi? The question posed to him verbally was a simple one. Blunt. The way he liked them. Oliver would think a moment, only the restaurant's subtle ambiance filling up space for a short while. Upon deciding on his words, he'd raise his eye contact from the table to the woman across from him. "I haven't met someone like me for a very long time. I didn't want to pass the opportunity up." He'd begin. "I'm just looking for conversation I'm not really able to have with anyone else I guess." Regardless if he was asked what that entirely entailed Oliver would reply as if he had been. "To start with I suppose, does anyone know?" He figured if he asked something too personal he'd be told. "I do in my place of work. But recently I've had family enter my life I didn't know existed and am finding it .... different to have to hide who I am now in my own home." OOC Boops upon the nose Vashti Ootari
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Post by Vashti Ootari on Sept 27, 2017 2:57:28 GMT
[googlefont=Open+Sans] i'm going to break you down [attr="class","firstfriend"] scare you, destroy you. ashti sat there, posed up on the table, staring at the man she had just met about half an hour ago. Someone who shared something with her, something she knew was not common amongst her own kind and the human race. The ability to fake emotions so good that it fooled anyone. She had that ability yet he looked right through her. Yet, she wasn’t born with such a trait but he was. Hers was morphed over years of torment.
The woman could not help but smile at his next choice of words. He wished to converse about things he couldn’t with anyone else? She knew exactly what she meant, if he had mentioned it to anyone else they would look at him with horror filled eyes and a heart that would slam against their chest. Her red orbs looked to the table for a moment before lifting once more. “Of course. I’m here to talk about that, if you like.” The woman would state with a motherly smile.“My brother knows. He is the only one though,” She’d comment, taking a moment to take in what he had said. The woman adjusted her arms, ears listening to both the sound of the restaurant and the man. Other voices went in one ear and out the other, she could hear them cooking. The sound of chairs moving, people writing. But her main focus was on the male.“Why should you have to hide it?” She’d question, a hand reaching out as she held her hand open to him. Obviously it was a gesture for him to place his own hand in hers if he had wished. If he hadn’t, then she’d simply keep her hand out as more of a reassurance towards him.“Family… Can take what we are rather… rough? I’d say. My brother seems to be just like me luckily.” Adding on, the female readjusted herself into her seat, blinking a couple times as she glanced around the room. She knew she was being looked at. She could feel the odd stares from the individuals. Vashti stood out. Even if the two were in the back and away from people. Just the sight of a pair of large horns made people stare.
Taking in a deep breath, the female returned her soft gaze towards Oliver. “My love, why do you hide from your family? Do you fear of judgment?” She whispered, her brows furrowing to display an emotion of concern. A true one. | ✉ | -pokes- VASTH-I IS CASUALLY BEING A SLIGHT FLIRT (Not really she doesnt know how to) |
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Post by Oliver Wynters on Oct 8, 2017 23:37:21 GMT
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welcome to the Nightmare in my head
say hello to something scary
the monster in your bed just give in and you won't be sorry
[attr="class","oone"] [attr="class","tbbody"]Oliver eyed the hand offered him. It was a motion he'd watched in a handful of romance movies he'd forced himself to sit and watch as a youth for educational purposes. Faking emotions effectively had not come naturally to him. All of his knowledge of natural social communications came from studying television and others considered normal. What he'd been born with was a lack of empathy which had led to abnomalities in developing social skills and birthing his arguably unhealthy hobbies that usually caused others harm. After a moment of thought the man would choose to lift his only uninjured hand in the polite gesture often seen in dismissing the offer for a cigarette or sugar for one's coffee. A polite 'no thank you'. Nothing was meant from it. He simply wanted to keep his hand free in case anything required an opposable thumb. Such a situation would arise and he rose his hand to itch the back of his head momentarily from a passing sensation. Ohhhhhhh. Her brother was like them in that same manner. Missing a key part of the brain that allowed them to look at a crying child and go "aww". That sure explained why she could share it with him. "I don't mind judgment." Oliver would answer with a shake of his head. "Not from her at least. I couldn't care less what she thinks of me. I already know she doesn't like me and couldn't really give a shit." Ugh, this daughter subject. It was an annoying one but one that he wasn't going to miss an opportunity to discuss with another like himself. "It's the judgment of a court system that I don't want." Oliver would reply with a hushed tone that only someone across the table could hear. "I know how the system works. Once they find out you're different, you get heavier eyes on you and from there they catch you. I don't want to live the rest of my life in a box ...." Prison. Gods, he didn't like to think of it. It wasn't like a drug seller who could eventually get out again. No, he'd spend the rest of his existence in small confinds of a cell. A maximum security cell. He hadn't gone into details on what the government could potentially 'catch' him at. Nor was he going to if asked. They were strangers still after all. The hunter would run a hand through his dark hair, the stress of his new life allowing to show momentarily. "Not being able to relax at home is starting to get to me. And I don't want to snap. Snapping .... wouldn't be best for anyone." OOC Have any advice, ye wise old one? Vashti Ootari
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Post by Vashti Ootari on Oct 24, 2017 3:24:49 GMT
[googlefont=Open+Sans] i'm going to break you down [attr="class","firstfriend"] scare you, destroy you. ashti had once experienced true emotions. She knew what happiness felt like, she knew what sadness felt like. She knew well what pain felt like. Though, after years of physical and mental abuse, the woman had lost any motive to express emotions. She had learned that when she didn’t express the correct emotions, the abuse would either stop or become rougher. It was one or the other and she never knew which it would be.
Noting his polite dismiss of her hand, Vashti only smiled softly and nodded as she flipped her hand over so her palm was placed against the table.
Her brows furrowed slightly as he gave his response about his daughter.
So he feared judgment of the court system? But how would they find out? “Would your daughter tell someone if she knew?” She questioned with a sense of concern. The man had a clear point. If the system found out he would be locked up for life, no chance of getting out. Allowing her crimson eyes to rest and show a sense of ease, she returned her gaze to the man once more.“Snapping…” She mumbled as she stared at him. His life was something else alright. The woman shifted in her seat as her crimson orbs looked past the male. “Find another place you find relaxing.” The female spoke gently, a suggestive manner really. Leaning back in her seat she let a genuine smile come to her lips. “You know, when my gramps passed, he gave his home to me and my brother along with his strip club and all of the money he still had,” There was just a slight hint of her voice breaking, not one that was noticeable but if the man was paying attention he would have been able to catch it.“My gramps was the only other person who understood me and Malikai. He built me a garden before he passed,” Her eyes lowered, the feeling of hurt swarming through her body. Emotions. Emotions she didn’t know how to properly handle anymore and ones that she did not show to anyone. Why was she going to show him her emotions?
A smile crossed her lips as she looked back up at him. This time it was fake, she was allowing her acting to take action and it was a believable one at that. "What I am getting at is that now that your daughter is around, you might want to try finding another place you can go to that will help you relax." | ✉ | late reply but obv. vashti is hinting that he can use her garden XD or malikai will build him one >-> |
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Post by Oliver Wynters on Nov 5, 2017 16:53:46 GMT
"I don't know for sure if I were to be honest." Oliver would begin, leaning back in his chair. Now giving the subject further thought it seemed to simply never have occurred to him that Maia might not. The assumption had been made before the girl and him had even gotten to meet each other face to face. When your hobby was causing other to shed blood, it was sort of a smart second nature to obtain to assume others wouldn't exactly accept it. No one in his youth had, his mother included. So far his living outside of a prison cell insinuated to him at least that it was a smart life decision. "... hmm." Oliver would allow the other to continue on in her thoughts. He listened. It was why he'd asked his elder the question in the first place. The advice was wanted. He knew Maia wasn't exactly fond of him. The officer was raaaather sure she'd jump at the opportunity to rid her life of him. But at the end of the day, the Hunter's Guild allowed her to use that bow of hers. And it wasn't like she was necessarily a social butterfly. Maybe ... maybe their shared genetics loaned to them sharing more in common with each other than one might have guessed from first glance. This was something worth looking into. If Maia shared certain, say, psychopathic personality traits he could then be seen as indispensible. A guide. A teacher. It had never occurred to him that someday he could be in this situation of instructing someone like him to exist in this world and not get caught. That good ole' concept of avoiding prison. Of course he'd have preferred a student that wasn't Maia. But such was life. In the very least it was worth looking into. Being able to actually relax in his own home was preferred over having an annoying sidekick given the fully detailed situation. Until then though, and given the route of events where Maia was normal, the magi had a point. He needed to find somewhere else as a safe place to lower his walls. "... that's a very good idea actually." Oliver would smile back in a similar light, just in time for their number to be called. "Give me one second." He'd say as he excused himself momentarily to grab up the two trays of food they'd ordered. Compared to how little Vashti had gotten, Oliver's expansive order was almost weed like in how it took over the remaining free space the trays had to offer. Sitting back down Oliver would pass out the meal plates accordingly, the appetizers going in the middle. "Try to get a nibble of everything. It's worth it." He'd say as his fork was already in the process of collecting up his first mouthful. "I unfortunately don't live in Dagos but," the fork would hover in thought, "your advice is flawless to be entirely honest. I'll just have to spend more time at work and another's place for the time being until I figure out where my daughter stands on my condition." River's apartment. It was a solution that practically jumped off the page at him. Why hadn't he thought of it before. "Either that or enroll her in more extra curriculars where I get my place to myself a bit more." Huh. He was actually feeling less exhausted over the subject Oliver realized as he chewed and swallowed his first forkful. "Thanks." ((pretend this is in a template -_- LOL)) Vashti Ootari
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Post by Vashti Ootari on Dec 29, 2017 7:45:00 GMT
[googlefont=Open+Sans] i'm going to break you down [attr="class","firstfriend"] scare you, destroy you. Malikai knew of Vashti’s second personality. He knew how sinister and dangerous she was as a magi but so was he. It was how the two coexisted and how Xenos was able to take comfort in her brother.
A nod was sent his way when he stated that it was a good idea. A smiled flashed before falling as he lifted himself to retrieve their order. Watching as he returned, the male passed out the meal plates accordingly.
Something inside Vashti shifted. Something she couldn’t explain but a smile appeared. A possible genuine smile, one that the magi did not have to force herself to show. “Thank you,” She commented as her fork began to collect bits and pieces. She was not big on eating. Ever since Xenos start taking over more she found herself often full when she came back from being locked in that prison. “Either one, find a place or put her in more extra curriculars. Maybe she will find someone, a friend perhaps?” Vashti pushed at, the fork moving as the food went into her mouth. Food. Something she was not use to so when she tasted it she felt herself nearly melt. Good. Really good. Malikai always had to force her to eat something. Physically Vashti could not eat. Her body always felt full or she felt no hunger. On the occasion, she'd force herself to eat but would end up in her bathroom puking. Such was not the case for this.
Chewing up the food she quickly swallowed it before picking at the food once more with her fork. “No problem, love. Malikai says I’m smart. For a woman.” | ✉ | HI LOL DONT HATE ME THIS IS SHUPA LATE. nd also poop |
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Post by Oliver Wynters on Jan 4, 2018 5:47:11 GMT
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welcome to the Nightmare in my head
say hello to something scary
the monster in your bed just give in and you won't be sorry
[attr="class","oone"] [attr="class","tbbody"]The food was as good as he remembered from his vacation last year. And the year before that. And before that. It seemed this small Surajan curry place was growing into a comfortable constant in his life. Something that wasn't prone to change any time soon. Such reliable never-changing staples in life were few and hard to come by. So this, a restuarant remaining as delicious as he rememebred, was a genuine delight. Eating scrumptious food with an attractive young woman. -- Well. Not very young technically but attractive never the less. An attractive woman who shared his rarer abnormality with him. Apathy. And yet, here they were. Sharing smiles across the table with each other that came in seemingly more natural and genuine means. At least his was. The scenario was delightful all around. "Malikai seems to know what he's talking about." Oliver would respond, allowing the statement to rest as his version of agreeing with the sentiment. Another crunch would resound as he bit into another vegetable samosa. Gods, this really had been a great idea. Though speaking of great ideas, another one had been stirring around his head since they'd first sat down. "So I'm going to ask a question. Feel free to say no." Oliver would take another bite as he waited for Aneska's assurance she understood. A swallow late the officer would comfortably maintain eye contact. "Would you be open to having sex with me?" Oliver would ask in his usual blunt manner. "Something casual. Maybe a one night deal or a continuing arrangement during the rest of my stay in Dagos. I'd be open to whatever you were interested in return." Oliver's fork began collecting up his next mouthful of curry. "The arm doesn't affect my performance." And with that the fork entered his mouth and then enjoyment of his food continued. OOC Huzzah for being the age of consent LMAO Vashti Ootari
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