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INV ONLY Pretty Little Things

Post by Chellizard December 9th 2020, 11:24 pm

The alarm was blaring, but she had already hit snooze at least fourteen times. Maybe it was fifteen. She had lost count after number three, if she was being honest, so this was just hyperbole. Groaning, the blankets and sheets stirred and then fell into a crumpled pile on the floor next to the bed. The room wasn't small, but it wasn't impressively large either. Four sturdy walls with many posters displaying popular bands from all around the world, but the primary focus being Japanese rock and pop in particular.

Each wall was covered so entirely that the blue paint underneath could easily be mistaken as accented colors within the posters themselves. A singular eastern facing window attached to the fire escape gave view to the city and the streets below. Chicago wasn't entirely impressive, but it was home. Against the northern wall of the room was a desk, and next to it sat four beautiful guitars all polished and sitting happily in their stands. Scattered among the desk were notes, old song lyrics, new concepts for songs. There was even a really badly drawn demon with black eyes and a charming smile.

Sighing in frustration, Tyuki finally managed to grab her phone and disable all of her alarms. The time read eight oh five, and boy was she glad she set so many alarms to wake her up at the crack of dawn for... nothing.

She scrolled through her schedule again on her phone.

It really said her schedule was clear today. No interviews. No obligations. Just one day of freedom.

But how should she spend it?

--

She got herself dressed, pulling on a pair of jeans, a simple band t-shirt, and of course a pair of comfortable boots and a mid-length jacket to keep her cozy, but not too hot. The pants were dark, with a few strayed threads at the hemline, and a bleach stain across the back left pocket. Her band shirt featured an indie punk band named Sum 41, and she was proud of this shirt find. She had gotten it at a thrift store with Yui one day. Her jacket was pink, and it made her dark outfit just a bit less dreary.

Raking a hand through her hair, she pulled a baseball cap over her head and put on a pair of sunglasses. Her hair was still blonde, but her roots were getting darker and darker with each passing day as her hair grew out. She felt like it was time for a change, and part of her wanted to just dye it blue or hot pink. She would save that impulse for her mid life crisis, however.

Finally out on the streets of Chicago, Tyuki was making her way down the sidewalk toward a little cafe that served the best brioche bun breakfast sandwiches. She was starving, and getting something that delicious before nine am was a steal.

Opening the door, the little bell let out a chime as she entered, letting in the cool breeze behind of her.

There was a small line in front of the cashier stand, and a familiar shape of a person was standing in the middle of them. Tyuki got herself at the end of the line, and stared up at the chalkboard menu hanging over the counter from two thick cords of rope.

"Hmm... what to get, what to get," mumbling to herself, she chewed on her lower lip in thought.

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Post by Samael Christensen December 11th 2020, 9:32 pm

Spoiler:

Pain.

In one of the many Hell planes that bordered his home world there was mostly pain expected.  He’d wanted to break free from the magic binding him to Jack, though it was more difficult than he had expected. Something was grasping tight onto his soul, not a something that could be broken by any one. Not even Lily had the magic needed to perform the task and she was one fo the most skilled people he knew when it came to spells. Only one demon he knew could break such a hold but they were not easy to reach, nor were they overly willing to help someone like him.

”Dear brother, all you need to do is agree to the contract,” She stated, settled atop what could have been the rusted ruin of a bench, one leg crossed over the other. Blood red hair spilling in curls along her shoulders and eyes narrowed upon him in bemusement.

”One chain for another? Doesn’t sound like something I’d want to do Asmoday,”

”Do you’d rather be bound by a pumpkin than by family? Well, that’s interesting baby brother. Perhaps it’s just a thing for pumpkins,” With no delay she avoided the dagger sailing through the air, catching it by the hilt within her hands.

”I just know what kind of people my family are,”

”Trust me baby brother, you know nothing about us,” She chuckled,  letting the weapon drop to the dusty ground with a casual flick of the wrist. ”I’m your only true ally in this world, though I doubt you’d understand. ”

”You have a weird way of showing it,” Looking down he could see a small portion of visible flesh, blackened from flames. Flames he should have been able to resist.  

”Perhaps I do but I’m not even an iota human. You shouldn’t put such expectations on me. Still…” There was a pause, filled with meaning that filled him with deep dread. ”You are freed from your contract with The Lord of Fear, now you will do one favor for me.  Bring me our families bright star and then all shall be forgiven,”

The words brokered no argument and he fell to black.

Samael woke up.

His body was slick with sweat but without a single mark on it. His breathing deep, troubled as if he had woken from a bad dream. Not that he could remember it, massaging his forehead and falling back against the plush pillow until his breathing relaxed.  Pitch black eyes staring, even boring holes into the ceiling above him.

Without thinking he reached for something and found no one beside him. Adam wasn’t here and wouldn’t have been awake anyway, the sunlight peaking through the curtains was enough a reason for that as well. With a low, agitated sigh he rose from the bed. Showering and washing away the grime of the nights sleep so he could slip into the usual days clothing.

Black jeans that conformed to his shape just enough, tucked into black combat boots and a light grey shirt under a leather jacket. Hiding his black eyes behind glamoured sunglasses, looking normal if one were to attempt to look around the lenses. They weren’t in an enlightened enough society for people not to harass him if he knew the truth and something told him keeping a low profile was a good idea. Especially when he could never tell when Nathaniel would appear.

Peering into the bathroom mirror, he noted a thick dark colored stubble clinging to his chin, likely to turn orange once it grew long enough. Brushing his teeth, he rushed through the kitchen of his small apartment. Taking toast and eggs as breakfast, though compelled as he left to find a café. Something that would have one of those novel little coffee drinks he normally would have hated but suddenly craved.

That lead to him roaming the city until he found himself at a café, the scent of pastries and coffee permeating the air. He could smell the individual ingredients, some burning his nose and others bringing about his appetite once again. Without thinking he shuffled into the line, raking his copper hair into place with his fingers as a few eyes turned his way. He wasn’t enough of a weirdo to catch anyone’s attention in Chicago anyway.

He looked down to his phone, a line of heys with various punctuation behind them. The title was Adam with the smallest heart emoji he could find, though no response interrupted his heys. With a sigh, he allowed the sounds of hushed voices around him to reach his ears and then a familiar one. Turning he saw a blonde woman, a good few inches shorter than he was.

”Small world isn’t it?” He said with a small smirk.

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Post by Chellizard December 12th 2020, 3:45 am

Looking down from the menu, her eyes would settle on the figure that turned around in line. They had on a comfortable outfit, and she was admittedly jealous of their boots. Taking them in, she realized that it was her newfound cousin, Sammy.

She gasped in surprise, a big grin stealing her face. She really did love nothing more than family. Tyuki was not entirely an introvert, either. She wanted to cut in line, but she thought that rude, so she stepped aside and let an elderly lady wearing a cute hijab take her place as she reached out to pull Sammy out of line as well. They could always ditch the coffee and get something else to eat. It wasn't like the two of them really had to consume much to function, anyway.

Grinning still, it made her ears poke out more than usual. It also didn't help that the hat she wore also made her ears poke out a bit to begin with. She hopped up and down a few times in excitement as she pulled him aside, her hands eagerly grasping onto his arm.

"I haven't seen you since we had those endless wings at that dive bar you took me to!! I had no idea I could eat that many hot wings. And who knew they had a contest! I can't believe we won!" she pulled out her phone and showed a photo she had taken that night of the two of them, faces smeared with hot sauce, bibs around their necks, and fingers covered to the second knuckle with the same hot sauce. They looked happy. It made her grin even more, if possible. She felt like her face was going to crack apart.

Getting a hold of herself, she unwound her smile, toning down the intensity. She laughed a bit, relaxing her face into a friendly, toothless smile. Her emerald eyes were shimmering with tears of joy, the sunglasses she wore having an Ombre affect, so Sammy could easily see the tears welling up. Tyuki cleared her throat and sniffled a little bit.

"So, anyway, were you trying to get something to eat here? They have these really yummy brioche bun breakfast sanmmiches here," she intentionally said the word sandwiches in a playful manner, motioning toward the menu to meal number three. It was a stacked breakfast sandwich with bacon, eggs, cheese, a thick sausage patty, and it came with a side of breakfast tots crusted in parmesan cheese. She drooled at the thought. Her stomach growled, speaking it's mind loud and clear.

She laid a hand on her stomach, patting it with a sheepish expression taking over her face.

"Heh heh heh," she felt a little blush curl over her cheeks, one of her hands absentmindedly moving a bit of hair back behind of her ear.

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~Main Characters~
Naomi | Skyler | Nate | Chelle | Tyuki | Gerard | Miri | Uzma |  Malus | Vihaan
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Anna | Girl Alive!
Chellizard
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Post by Samael Christensen December 12th 2020, 8:39 pm

Despite pointing out that he had seen his cousin, Samael still scanned over the menu with mild interest. It was rare he met family that didn’t have some kind of negative plans for him, or that didn’t want to kill him. Tyuki was one of those rare family members. Not that he was going to complain about this positive change of pace really. How not demonic she looked compared to his other siblings also likely helped make him much more comfortable around the female.

”I don’t think I’ve been that full in a while. Big mistake if you ask me,” He stated with a soft chuckle, feeling a phantom pain from eating just too much. Adam at that time had teased him about doing something so stupid like that. What did he think of him then? Being smiled at made relaxing a little easier, though he was still always on edge. ”I could go for a breakfast. Didn’t get any food before I left the apartment,”

Much like his cousins stomach his own issued out a small rumble. As the two of the stepped up, he was looking to the person behind the counter. ”I’ll have o…two of those brioche bun breakfast sandwiches, ” He stated, holding up two fingers as if to make a point. ”and I’ll have a large black coffee with nothing else,” He was feeling something bitter. ”and she’ll have…”

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Post by Chellizard December 12th 2020, 8:58 pm

The line would move up, and as it did, Tyuki would guide them back into queue. She had hooked her arm around Sammy's own, their elbows interlocked. She was grinning still, though it was toothless, as she approached the counter.

"What can I get for ya's," a cute man with a five o clock shadow with some grays speckled around his chin would offer a kind smile, gesturing to the two of them.

He took Samael's order, another worker quickly getting to work on crafting the sandwich order together. They were practically being made like it was a fast food place. Tyuki ordered the same thing, but added on a large parmesan tot. Her stomach growled again as she bounced on the balls of her feet, the blue lightning bolt earrings tucked into her lobes swaying gently, causing them to catch a bit of twinkling light.

She reached up to instinctively take off her own sunglasses when a sudden thought crossed her mind. What if Sammy was gonna look silly with his sunglasses still on inside of the restaurant? Should Tyuki just keep her own on, too? It was actually fairly bright inside the little cafe. It wasn't the standard cool, dark atmosphere where niche vegan writers liked to sit and mull over their succulent photo blog. No, this was a cute little bakery with an added cafe. There were only about twelve tables, all with varying amounts of chairs. Some had one, or two, while others had four on each side. She picked a table with two chairs for them to sit at, the fluorescent lighting beaming down on them.

She sank into her chair, their ordering taking a few more minutes because they had to fry one more egg, and they just dropped a fresh batch of tots. She was salivating, the aromas overwhelming her.

"Ugh, this place is so delicious. And, hey, would it be dumb if I kept my sunglasses on?" asking the question out loud, she already regretted it. Sometimes the things Tyuki say's is just so absurd.

Chuckling to herself inwardly, she let a small smile play on her lips as the attendant behind the counter waved, indicated their order was ready. It was prepared on a little tray, four sandwiches, and a heaping pile of tots smothered in freshly grated parmesan cheese. She had ordered a vanilla chai tea with her meal, coffee not really being one of her favorite beverages.

"So, what are you planning for the rest of the day? I honestly wanted to go see if I could go by a music store later today, and maybe even surprise a few fans." as she said that, she wiggled her ears and smirked.

"Itadakimasu!" she exclaimed with a sort of thankful reprieve to her tone, rewarding herself with a big bite of her brioche bun sandwich.

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~Main Characters~
Naomi | Skyler | Nate | Chelle | Tyuki | Gerard | Miri | Uzma |  Malus | Vihaan
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Post by Samael Christensen December 12th 2020, 9:35 pm

Samael didn’t notice the barista until the man spoke, the two of them sharing what looked to be stubble. He gave the approximation of a smile, though it likely looked like a smirk to anyone else. As soon as he order was taken someone behind the counter was cooking up their food, and he was taking in the scent of it as it did. It made his mouth water, reminding him that he was hungry. The man behind the counter did give him a strange look because he didn’t take his sunglasses off, though he didn’t find himself bothered by the concept of someone judging him because he looked like a hipster douche.

Even being vegan was not something that he took much interest within, because he liked meat too much. Might have been the raven demon within him. With orders placed both of them picked out a seat, Sammy sitting across from her and resting hands in his lap. ”I doubt it would be too weird. I always wear these sunglasses,” He tapped the side of them, feeling them jostle around a little and then pushing them back into place. ”I’m sure most people think I’m some kind of douchebag,” He added, a low chuckle working from his lips as he scanned back to the guy who took their order.

He found nothing that Tyuki said absurd really, considering who he dealt with often. ”Music store huh? Well, I got nothing better to do for today. Might want to add something to my abysmal collection of cds,” Even the sight of it would have made a music lover cry he imagined. Following her lead, he took a big bite out of his sandwich.

Okay, it was good. His expression immediately showed his pleasure with it. ”Might sound rude but don’t you have some girl friends you could hang out with?”

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Post by Chellizard December 12th 2020, 10:16 pm

She was already three bites deep, and she had even started to put a dent into the steaming plate of tots. She was much more hungry than she lead herself to believe. She chewed what was remaining in her mouth before she spoke again.

Dabbing her lips with a napkin, she let out an almost defeated sigh.

"I could hang out with Kyrie or Bonnie, but they're both visiting with their family, and Yui is hibernating or whatever it is she has to do every four months. It's some weird 'I'm a goo princess' thing she has going on. Bliss was gonna invite me to her birthday party, but I haven't gotten the invite yet," she stopped long enough to take a breath, and pop another tot into her mouth, chew and swallow. It all happened so fast, it was as if she had barely stopped talking at all. "Ashley said I should just surprise her. And... oh my gosh." she paled suddenly, realizing that she was rambling about people that he had no idea who they were. He might know the names of her band mates, if he paid attention to any interview clips, or anything related. But there was no way he would know who Bliss or Ashley was. At least, she thought he wouldn't.

Shrugging mentally, Tyuki would cover her mouth as a small burp erupted from her mouth, followed by a giggle. She grinned in response as if on cue.

"Better out than in," she said, picking up her sandwich and finished off the first one with two more bites. She had been devouring it, of course being somewhat polite and lady like in the process. But really, she was just hungry.

"But honestly, all my friends are busy. My schedule is cleared for two whole weeks, and there's nothing of impending doom going on in the universe. At least, not that I know about." she shrugged, thinking on Dreamweaver, and how all her leads had lead to cold, dead ends.

"What about you, Sammy? Do you have any friends?" she asked with a bit of anticipatory sadness lingering on the tip of her tongue. It was never good news if no one had friends, and with all the talk Sammy did about it being nice that he finally had a family member that didn't want him dead, well, maybe he had no friends? Tyuki sure hoped he did.



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-My DeviantArt-
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~Main Characters~
Naomi | Skyler | Nate | Chelle | Tyuki | Gerard | Miri | Uzma |  Malus | Vihaan
~NPCs~
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Post by Samael Christensen December 12th 2020, 11:38 pm

Part of him felt bad that he asked such a question, but it was something that he wanted to ask. Adam’s daughter didn’t seem to have many female friends, and he knew enough about humans that they tended to enjoy friends around their own age and gender. Especially the more happy go lucky girls like Tyuki, which made him a poor fit to be social with. Not many people really wanted to talk with him once they saw his eyes. As he thought about these things, Tyuki mentioned a few people that were likely her friends and why they weren’t spending time with her today. A single brow crested above one of his lenses, slowly chewing on the sandwich in his mouth. This was what he needed now.

The scent of a burp wormed through the air, burning his nostrils slightly and causing them to wrinkle up. ”I have a friend but he’s been busy lately.” It was all he said, biting on his lower lip and shrugging. Thinking about it made him feel morose, something he didn’t want to dwell on when around family who didn’t want to kill him.

”Impending universal doom something you commonly deal with? I mean, had to deal with that once but I think that sorted itself out,” He chuckled, realizing how weird that might have sound when he thought about it. Swallowing his food and nearly choking on it. ”business has been slow lately though. Being a supernatural consultant can be tough, especially when people expect you to look into anything slightly weird,”

Especially aliens.

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Post by Chellizard December 14th 2020, 2:20 am

An epiphany hit Tyuki like a bag of bricks, her eyes widening and a gasp escaping her. She was lucky she had just taken a sip of her chai tea, and had nothing in her mouth or she would have choked to death.

What a way to go out - death by breakfast sandwich.

She was giddy, that same infectious smile curving across her lips. Tyuki's emerald hued irises were glimmering behind of her sunglasses, as if they were glowing with iridescent light.

"Oh, yeah! That's right. You're a supernatural detective! I still need to find Dreamweaver. I feel like every chance I get close, she finds a way to stay one step ahead of me." Sighing, her voice came out with a pang of frustration, her brows stitching together in a scowl.

She poked her lower lip out and frowned, adding to her expression.

Taking in a deep breath, her chest would rise and fall, a sigh escaping her as she unscrewed her negative expression.

Finishing up the rest of her tots, she was halfway through her second sandwich. It was crazy how much food Tyuki could consume when she was hungry. She wasn't starving, not really. Just had a lot of energy output, and required a lot of calories to keep her vessel alive. That's what it was like being a creature quite like herself.

The bell to the door would chime every now and again in the background, people shuffling into the cafe and the sounds of light chit chat surrounded them. The room was filled with a hum of life, and it made Tyuki sense a blanket of safe familiarity envelope her entire person.

She felt home with Samael. It was something about him, his candor was refreshing, and it was hard to believe anyone would want him dead. Especially for a demon.

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-My DeviantArt-
Pretty Little Things JiLqjv0
~Main Characters~
Naomi | Skyler | Nate | Chelle | Tyuki | Gerard | Miri | Uzma |  Malus | Vihaan
~NPCs~
Anna | Girl Alive!
Chellizard
Chellizard
Owner
Owner

Status :
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Quote : "A woman's place is in the sky with the goddamn birds."

Nekromonga (08/23/2017 10:05PM): Chellizard the Internet Born, Mother of Nerds, first of her name, Queen of the Gamers and the Roleplayers

Warnings : 0 Warnings
Number of posts : 4924
Location : The Internet
Age : 28
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Post by Samael Christensen December 14th 2020, 3:14 am

Samael saw the expression flash across her face, though he didn’t respond really and just continued to sip at his bitter back coffee. There was something about the biting taste that really made him feel alive, waking him up in a way that the milky kind didn’t manage to do. That infectious smile spread across her face and he smirked in return; unable to hold the expression back.

”Dremweaver huh? Well I’ve been trying to look into her since we last met but not too much there,” Well she was looking into someone that was good at keeping herself hidden. Normally he would have found something about her by now, but nothing of worth was coming up. Watching her devour that food was quite the sight, though he kept the same pace of devouring his own food.

The room was becoming more and more lively, people walking through the front door with the slight jingle of a bell. Sensitive hearing like his own was beginning to grow overstimulated, though he tried to focus on the conversation that was happening between him and her. Socialization at times just drained him when he thought about it. ”I’ve been asked to look into aliens before. I guess people think my job includes looking into anything from beyond the stars, despite them not technically being supernatural,” he shoved the rest of his sandwich in his mouth and swallowed.

”Well…these days my life have been a little slower than before so I’m enjoying it while I can,” With the last few sips he finished off his coffee as well. ”so I heard there was something about a music store right?”

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Post by Chellizard December 16th 2020, 4:21 am

Dreamweaver was an elusive little bitch, wasn't she, Sammy? Do you feel the trepidation encroaching upon your feeble mind? The shame you must feel for how often she has slipped right through your fingers like a slithery snake. It was a game to her, and she was player one.

Just last Saturday around five in the evening, as the sun was just barely convincing itself that it was time to go to bed, Sammy had been so close to getting a key detail that could uncover who Tyuki's number one stalker was. It was honestly almost embarrassing how obsessive this person was with Tyuki's life. She would show up to places that Tyuki would frequent, so it would be obvious to start looking there. They had been the music store, a yoga studio, a kick boxing gym, and a private recording studio that she would rent session time in to record some solo stuff for fun.

And Dreamweaver had been there. Tyuki could have sworn she saw the same familiar gold visor and white bob of hair. It was like a ghost now. She just could not fathom why someone would be this fan crazed over her. She wasn't a special person.

Shaking away the thoughts, she would zone back into reality, her lips still playing a small smile.

"Okay! It's actually only three blocks from here, so not too long -like- at all!" enthusiasm dominated her tone, her eyes shimmering again as if they were filled with glitter. Sometimes she wondered if she was just filled with glitter.

"Duuuude, that food was so good." patting her belly twice, she let out a chortle, a snickering sound following.

"Ahhhh. What kind of music do you like to listen to? Did I tell you that I'm in a band?!" she was always so full of excitement and had this vigor that she put into everything that she did. It was hard to stop Tyuki from radiating her light. She brought a smile to anyone's fact that she came in contact with. As she spoke, she jumped up and down, her feet stomping onto the concrete sidewalk.

They had been outside for a few moments now, the hum of city life buzzing around of them. Not many people were out and about on the sidewalk. A lady with a dog, a few kids riding their bicycles to the local park. The mail man; a few other delivery drivers doing their dues.

The walk would be just barely five minutes, long enough to check her phone, stretch her legs, and digest a little bit. A sigh of happiness welled up and erupted from her, a complacent curve crawling across her face yet again, her eyes half-lidded behind her sunglasses.

She would await his response, and challenge his replies with more questions about himself.

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Post by Samael Christensen December 17th 2020, 6:24 pm

For his cousin he was trying to find this almost strangely obsessive stalker, though if there was one thing she was good at it was avoiding people. Places that Tyuki tended to frequent were places that this person came to. Maybe he could lead her out of hiding, catch her through some manner of clever trick. Not that he was expecting her to suddenly lose that craftiness.

Well, regardless he finished off his food and the two of them resolved to get going to the music store if he recalled. ”Three blocks huh? That’s not too far.” He noted, standing to his feet and  mentally mapping out how the route might look. Never know when a crazed fan might show up right?

”What kind of music do I lie to listen to?” Samael mused out loud, stroking his rough stubble while trying to pick out a genre that would fit. ”that’s a tough one. Never picked just one genre I thought I liked more than the others, though I suppose I was never into most kinds of rap,” Something about it didn’t resonate with him really. Might not have been the kind of music he was meant to enjoy.

”Knew about your band too. Had to learn about it in my investigations towards your stalker, ” The two had been walking for a few minutes, Samael looking less strange out here with his sunglasses. Still enough to draw the occasional eye but nothing annoying really. ”I’m pretty thorough with my investigations, get all the info I can. Closed many cases by doing that,” he shrugged, taking in the scent of exhaust fumes and people around him. Cities always felt nauseating.

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Post by Chellizard February 25th 2021, 12:42 am

Tall buildings stretched high, reaching for the skies above them, casting shorter shadows as the sun rose higher and higher into the sky. Their breakfast had been enjoyable, Tyuki's stomach finally full and happy. She was still humming with happiness, a skip in her step as she walked with her cousin.

It was nice to finally have more family members her age that she could hang out with. As much as she enjoyed her Uncle Nate's company, she really had a hard time understanding some of his references. He was always on about how simple things use to be, and he barely knew how to operate a cell phone. It was embarrassing, really.

"If I am being honest, I really like all kinds of music. I think my favorite is rock, for obvious reasons. Pop is fun, too. And, of course, pop rock." she would stick out her tongue in a playful manner, her expression still one of pure happiness.

"That's actually really good. Dreamweaver has been literally trying to kill me. The last time I saw her, she was trying to kill me and my band mates with our own equipment. That was a hard one to cover up, but Bliss and Ashley are really good at being managers for my band and my heroic career." she would shrug, keeping her pace in line with Samael's, making sure to keep up with him. His legs were obviously longer than her own, so his stride was longer as well. She would have to take two steps to keep up with his one. She didn't mind, though, just found herself thinking about it.

She couldn't help but admire Samael's red hair, another smile tugging at her mouth again.

"So, what's your favorite color?" she asked, a twinkle shining in her eyes as she looked up at him for a moment, her eyes moving back ahead of her so she wouldn't run into anyone on their walk to the music store.

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~Main Characters~
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