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 Posted: Wed Apr 13, 2016 7:26 pm
Integra Lionheart .x Mood: It's just a bad day x. .x Location: Taste of Italy x. .x Company: Sahar, Solaris x. .x Cash: $950 x. .x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x. Sahar hugged her, and she sniffled, starting to hiccup as her tears came to a stop. She felt like a child the way she was acting. Integra looked at the clock. Her shift was over a while ago, and she could leave whenever she wanted. She nodded to Sahar and wiped her eyes. Alucard would be waiting for her at home, and he would cheer her up for sure. She loved that puppy with all her head, and was glad that nice girl at the pet shop talked her into buying him.
Integra waited for Sahar to leave before standing up again. She didn’t want him to watch her struggle for the millionth time. When she got to her feet, she took off her hat and apron, leaving it for a shift another day. At this point, she just hid in the back quietly, waiting for Sahar to return..x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x. Always the innocent are the first victims, so it has been for ages past, so it is now.
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2016 10:27 pm
>>>>> Ϩɑɦɑɾ Dȋη <<<<<
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Alas, it seemed his words didn't have much of an affect on Solaris. What a shame. Still, he kept his smile in place as he waited for her to pay the bill, taking the money as well as the strip of paper which he looked over curiously. "It is no trouble. I am happy to be of assistance." He assured her as he returned he gaze. "Ah, thanks, I will be sure to give you a text sometime. I can not speak for Integra, but I will at least give her your number too!" Integra seems like she could use some friends right now since she was having a rough time.
Seeing as Sahar's hands were a bit full, he didn't want to risk dropping his phone trying to dig it out of his pocket. Once he got off work he would be sure to send her a message. "So, I guess we will see you tomorrow night then? I did not know there would be live music, I can not wait to hear it!" That was right, there was some sort of festival the next day. He couldn't help but wonder if Tsukasa would be attending. Perhaps Sahar could pop by his workplace to ask? Texting or calling would have been better, but that wasn't nearly as fun!
Realising that he was getting distracted, Sahar gave Solaris an apologetic smile. "Ah, pardon me, I will be right back!" With that he headed to the counter to put away her money and grab the to-go containers, then returned to her table. "Here you are! It was nice meeting you, Solaris, I will see you later. Have a nice day!" He gave her a small wave then headed to the kitchen. He made sure the other waiter was okay with cleaning the table after their guest left before going to change into his street clothes.
Once finished, he met Integra at the back door. "Ready to go?" He asked, opening the door and motioning for her to go ahead of him.
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>>>>> I have: $858.75 // I love: no one // I am: realy excited! <<<<<
[[Ooc: So sorry for the wait! Things got a bit busy and I couldn't really post OTL ]]
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2016 10:52 pm
 xxxx ♫ Solaris Windstorm ♫ xxxx
xxxxThe Fallen Angel Violinistxxxx
”My song can be a hymn accompanying your victory, or an elegy chronicling your demise… ”
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The raven-haired girl simply nodded at the possibility of meeting the two. "Well, yeah, hoping to see you two during the festivities tomorrow night." By the time the waiter was done picking up her payment as well as providing the take-out containers for the food she had bought, she stood up and picked up her things, the purchases included. She smiled back when Sahar waved at her and, with her mood being lifted completely after the hospitality, she left the restaurant.
She couldn't wait to see the two again after the faithful encounter. The text or call that she would later receive from either the half-djinn or even the centaur would arrive later. But for now, she had other things to attend to, starting from back home at Etoile.
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₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪ Location: Taste of ItalyStatus: Single Mood: feeling betterCompany: Sahar and Integra, but all alone after she left the placeCash in Hand: $ 924.25OOC: No, it's ok. -w-''
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Posted: Fri Apr 15, 2016 11:54 pm
Integra Lionheart .x Mood: It's just a bad day x. .x Location: Taste of Italy x. .x Company: Sahar, Solaris x. .x Cash: $950 x. .x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x. Integra simply nodded and squeezed her way out the door. Her hips still got a little caught. Even the back door was made for humans. Everything was made for humans. Her ears were down, and there was a frown on her face as she lead him away. There was just so much on her mind, but she didn’t want to be a bother, or a constant downer. Perhaps the festival tomorrow will help her cheer up?.x. Exits .x. .x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x. Always the innocent are the first victims, so it has been for ages past, so it is now.
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Posted: Mon Apr 18, 2016 8:24 pm
xxxx → мσиםαч, נαиυαяч ①sт ←
םαч ⑧ σғ ⑧ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ⑧⑤ ◦
( ② мσитнs, ②⑥ םαчs )
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Posted: Tue May 10, 2016 9:23 pm
Integra Lionheart .x Mood: Back to work.. x. .x Location: Taste of Italy x. .x Company: No one x. .x Cash: $950 x. .x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.
.x. Enters .x.
Integra arrived early for work as always. She was a baker, and not required to show up like this. However, she would like to get her shift out of the way today, so she could go off and do other things. She was wearing her hoof boats, which made walking on the tile easy on her feet. They no longer caused her pain, or made a horrible sound as she walked. Her hips still got stuck in the door, but it was built for humans, and it felt like she was wearing it down anyhow. Soon the wood would warp into a Centaur shaped hole from being forced so many times.
Everything just felt more natural. Integra was in an apple mood today. She wondered if it bothered anyone, that she didn’t always make Italian desserts in an Italian restaurant. No one seemed to complain, everyone seemed to love everything she made. Even though she was in an apple mood, a pie would be too much so she set to work, making the crust for dozens of apple tarts..x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x. Always the innocent are the first victims, so it has been for ages past, so it is now.
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2016 9:11 pm
Integra Lionheart .x Mood: Working x. .x Location: Taste of Italy x. .x Company: No one x. .x Cash: $950 x. .x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x. Integra put a perfect tray of apple tarts into the oven. They would be sweet and delicious. A delight to anyone privileged enough to enjoy one. Now she just had to wait for them to be ready to pull out of the oven. It was a slow, quiet day. Seemed there was not a soul in the restaurant at all. Perhaps if she was lucky, Sahar would show up to work, but she doubted it. She just wanted to get her shift out of the way. He probably had better things to do with his Saturday..x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x. Always the innocent are the first victims, so it has been for ages past, so it is now.
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2016 10:31 pm
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Posted: Tue May 17, 2016 12:43 pm
Integra Lionheart .x Mood: Tsuki heart x. .x Location: Taste of Italy x. .x Company: No one x. .x Cash: $950 x. .x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x. Integra’s eyes were covered, and she had to remind the horse half of her that it didn’t mean everything they ever knew was gone, and to not go into a panic attack. “ Hm. I think. Is it… Knight Lancelot the 3rd come to take me away?” She teased. There was still surprise that Tsuki could reach so high. She was a tall centaur, after all. “You’re just in time.” The oven timer dinged. Integra turned around and pulled out the apple tarts, proudly placing them on the counter in front of them..x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x. Always the innocent are the first victims, so it has been for ages past, so it is now.
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2016 12:17 am
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Posted: Thu May 19, 2016 9:55 pm
Integra Lionheart .x Mood: Tsuki heart x. .x Location: Taste of Italy x. .x Company: No one x. .x Cash: $950 x. .x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x. Integra smiled brightly when she saw Tsuki’s excitement over her tarts. She looked like she wanted to stuff one in her mouth right now. Silently, Integra wondered if Vampires could be burned from hot food. It wasn’t something that was extensively covered in the romance novels she read, and those had to be fact. Tsuki said she still had the apples from yesterday, and that she wanted to go to ethier’s house and bake. Integra’s face lite up, her eyes sparkling like fireworks. “Sleepover!” She almost yelled. “I’ve always wanted to have my first sleepover. I read about them all the time and see them on human TV! I’m so excited! You can come to my place, of course! I don’t want to be an inconvenience, but I want to see your place too! I’m so happy!” Integra was talking a million miles a minute. Her excitement was overflowing.
She couldn’t help herself. Integra was overwhelmed by the animal instinct and ended up nuzzling Tsuki again. She didn’t even know she was doing it. Her heart was beating with so much happiness. A friend. A real friend. A friend that cared about her and wanted to spend time with her. Her heart only grew more and more for Tsuki, every second that goes by..x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x.x. Always the innocent are the first victims, so it has been for ages past, so it is now. OOC: Just so you know, Integra's bottom half is a horse. She can go up stairs, but not down them without a ramp. That's why her place has no stairs. I requested that housing district lol
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Posted: Sun May 22, 2016 3:52 pm
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2016 10:09 am
xxxx{ ② ωєєк тιмє sкιρ }
→ мσиםαч, נαиυαяч ①⑤тн ←
םαч ① σғ ⑦ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ⑨⑨ ◦
( ③ мσитнs, ⑨ םαчs )
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Posted: Mon May 23, 2016 4:44 pm
>>>>> Ϩɑɦɑɾ Dȋη <<<<<
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Sahar had finished up his breakfast by the time he reached the restaurant, entering through the back door as usual. It seemed that he was one of the first to arrive and the restaurant itself hadn't opened yet, so he busied himself with helping the others with the morning chores. Once that was taken care of the Djin hovered around the kitchen since he didn't have much else to do until customers arrived. Working in a new place was still odd, but he had adjusted nicely to it in his own opinion. Interacting with the customers was nice and it wasn't like the work itself was hard. Haveing someone he knew working there as well helped too.
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>>>>> I have: $858.75 // I love: no one // I am: pretty good. <<<<<
[[Ooc: ]]
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Posted: Wed May 25, 2016 7:46 pm
 『 Şєтн ☯ яץυjιη 』 『 龍☯神 』 'We live alone. We die alone. Everything else is just an illusion.'  He pushed open the the door to the restaurant and went into the kitchen to set everything in place before he came back out with a cup of coffee to sit down by a table in the corner of the room, next to a window. He stirred his hot drink before he brought it up to his lips to take a sip. He yawned. The man was never a morning person and he couldn't quite nap in this area. He is a heavy sleeper after all. He thought he had made progress in moving on from his mother's death, but turns out, he was completely shattered during the New Years event. It felt so real, he could touch her and he supposed it's something to be happy about. At least he had gotten to see her one last time. He breathed a sigh and furrowed his eyebrows. It's been two weeks in a blink of an eye. Time certainly flies. He didn't notice another familiar presence until he scanned the room. His eyes widened in surprise and it brought a small smile to his face.
"Good morning. I didn't think you worked here." he sipped his cup of coffee. "Your name is.. Sahar. If I recall correctly." I Feel: (( Tired )) I Have: (( $1000 )) What I'm Wearing: (( Casual )) Who's With Me: (( N/A )) Who's My Soulmate: (( Rina Sohane ))
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