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 Posted: Sat Jun 11, 2016 11:40 pm
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2016 12:48 am
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▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Crevan Guardian Spirit
❛𝒮𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒽𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒾𝓈𝒽 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝓈𝑜𝓊𝓁. 𝐿𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒷𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓁𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓃 𝒶 𝓂𝒶𝓈𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓇𝒶𝒹𝑒 𝒷𝒶𝓁𝓁, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝓃𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓂𝒶𝓈𝓀 a𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝒷𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓂𝒶𝓈𝓀 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝑜𝓊𝓁..
B𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶 𝓂𝒶𝓈𝓀, 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈 𝑔𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓈 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓎.❜
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Mood: Mischievous | Company: None | Wearing: Casual | Crushing on: No One
It wasn't much of a surprise when the siren screamed and struggled while she threw punches at the fox. Much to his surprised, it appears that she had been under heavy influence of her brother whereby the 'grace' and 'poise' she once had completely disappeared after she cussed and threw punches at Crevan. He could almost see Alexander in her. He winced at the sudden impact but he was strong enough to withstand the hit she threw. and in that spur moment, he was awfully thankful the siren didn't have any claws. For goodness' sake, god knows what might happen to his face if she had any. Vixen was a live example of who not to pick fights with. That damned fox left scars on his body from the claw marks she inflicted upon him. "Size 6 for the lady and a size 10 for me. Thanks, lovely." taking the shoes from the counter, he moved towards the seats and set her down by the bench while he sat in between her and the exit. "There. Would you like to put them on yourself? Or.. would you prefer to be in my arms 'forever' just like you said earlier?" he spoke in a deep baritone while his golden irises flickered mischievously beneath the dim lights. His eyes soon fell upon the model who appeared to be struggling on ice and Crevan let out a light hearted chuckle. Perhaps the fox had misunderstood things. How could be possibly lump that Angel in with the people who had stalked him in the past after their little.. 'late night activities'. Perhaps this is pure coincidence. It is a small world, after all. The fox stood up and as if the siren would dash out any moment, the fox had his hands tightly clasped onto her petite ones while he made his way towards the ice rink.
"How are you holding up there, Angel? Having fun?" leaning forward with a cheeky grin plastered upon his face, he spoke the rest of his sentence in a whisper, "I didn't think you'd be able to walk around so easily after last night." No, he was sure the silvernette's back was still hurting and he's certainly doing a great job at hiding it.
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2016 1:01 pm
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  ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬He didn't even help her! Why, this Angel guy was just as bad. The siren flipped off the male, her tantrum dying down - she was increasingly tired from fighting back. Hearing Crevan pick up the shoes was a sign of defeat. Zara let her body fall limp as the fox carried her. He eventually set her down, of course, but even then she couldn't be bothered to fight back. But if he was expecting her to actually skate that'll be another challenge for him to pick up. And with that, she mentally gave him good luck - with a girl as stubborn as she, he'll need it.
Staring at the ice skates, Zara considered his offer to put them on her, but instead, she childishly pushed the skates off the bench and let them fall on the floor as a sign of her defiance. She crossed her arms and huffed, living up to her spoiled reputation. On her way back home, she was sure to stop by Vixen's to tattle on him. Yeah...! Then she and Vixen and conspire on how to carry out getting him back. What better way to take down a fox with another fox?
The sudden tight grip Crevan had on her shoulder, and the "reassurance" of his friend snapped Zara out of her deep plotting. "You'll warm up when you get into it!" so he says. "Don't join his side!" She called out - it was more like a whine, but it was audibly obvious that she was playing victim.
"I didn't think you'd be able to walk around so easily after last night." Zara froze. Her once miserable pout, lit up, replaced with a cheeky grin. "Oh...?!" She looked up at Crevan with blue eyes sparkling with sinister amusement. Zara wasn't oblivious to underlying sexual content. In fact, she was a master of sexual innuendo. The siren sat up straight, tucked a blond lock of hair behind her ear and tugged on Crevan's shirt, "Can you be a little more specific there? I'd love to know what happened last night." Her gaze followed Angel eventually. If Crevan didn't tell her, she'd squeeze it out of his friend with (possible) benefits. She just wanted to hear one of them say it out for her own amusement. But she knew exactly what was meant.♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ Starlight Sk8 || ᴡɪᴛʜ Crevan and Angel || ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ $1000
sᴛᴀᴛᴜs Single || ᴍᴏᴏᴅ Cheeky || ᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ [x] || ooc - - - |
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Posted: Sun Jun 12, 2016 8:32 pm
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 Ʌηɡϵl ζɩoɳɩs
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Model ║ 22 ║ Single ║Teacher
x
☯ Sweetheart I'm here for you. To see your pretty face..
I'd defy all the stars. To capture your embrace... ☯
Angel was taking off on his own a little, cautiously stepping on the ice. He ignored the fox's question and clung onto a wall to steady himself. To avoid getting frustrated, he chose to cheat a little and used his ability to balance himself. His ability gave him cat-like qualities; enhanced hearing, sight, smell. And feline reflexes. A side effect of using this ability changes the appearance of his eyes, so they looked feline. A triumphant expression lit up his virtually flawless features as he was finally able to take a few steps on the ice without the wall's assistance. The model straightened suddenly when Crevan finished his sentence in a hushed whisper. His cheeks flooded with color at the blonde's question and he suddenly slipped, falling on his front. Instead of getting up immediately, Angel just lay there for a while with his face pressed against the ice. When he finally say upright, a look of displeasure was clear on his features as he looked around, hoping that no one had seen his fall. If he had a tail, it would surely be swishing behind him, displaying his embarrassment. The question itself didn't bother him too much. It was mainly his inability to skate as well as others that annoyed him. Although his cheeks were still a little pink. "You're... Really forward, aren't you?" He asked Zara, peering up at her with his feline eyes.
☯ Sweetheart I'm holding out. Sweetheart we're pulling through..
Sweetheart I'm reaching out. Only to get to you.. ☯
I Never Wanted You To Leave... But I Have To Let You Go...
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2016 12:31 am
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▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Crevan Guardian Spirit
❛𝒮𝒽𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒽𝒾𝒹𝑒 𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒾𝓈𝒽 𝓉𝑜 𝓈𝑒𝑒 𝒶𝒷𝑜𝓊𝓉 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝓈𝑜𝓊𝓁. 𝐿𝒾𝓀𝑒 𝒷𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓁𝒾𝓋𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒾𝓃 𝒶 𝓂𝒶𝓈𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓇𝒶𝒹𝑒 𝒷𝒶𝓁𝓁, 𝓎𝑜𝓊 𝓌𝒾𝓁𝓁 𝒻𝒶𝓁𝓁 𝒾𝓃 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝓌𝒽𝑜 𝓈𝒽𝑒 𝒾𝓈 𝒷𝑒𝓃𝑒𝒶𝓉𝒽 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓂𝒶𝓈𝓀 a𝓃𝒹 𝓈𝑜𝓂𝑒𝓌𝒽𝑒𝓇𝑒 𝒾𝓃 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓃𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝒷𝑒 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓂𝒶𝓈𝓀 𝒶𝓃𝒹 𝓌𝒶𝓉𝒸𝒽 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝓈𝑜𝓊𝓁..
B𝑒𝒸𝒶𝓊𝓈𝑒 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓃 𝓌𝒾𝓉𝒽 𝒶 𝓂𝒶𝓈𝓀, 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝑒𝓎𝑒𝓈 𝑔𝒾𝓋𝑒𝓈 𝒽𝑒𝓇 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓎.❜
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Mood: Mischievous | Company: None | Wearing: Casual | Crushing on: No One
The fox simply shrugged when the siren kicked her skates off the bench. He didn't care if she doesn't put on her shoes, he'll bring her onto the ice rink whether she liked it or not. Crevan need not worry about balancing, his tails were there to help him out but due to the silvernette's sudden crash onto the ice, the impact had caused the fox to stumble in his footsteps. "Angel- are you okay?" he asked, obviously concerned about his well being judging by how he laid abnormally still on ice. He didn't knock himself out, did he? Thankfully, his question was answered when the model slowly pushed himself up and off the ground. Crevan simply turned away and stifled his upcoming laughter, small muffled snickers escaping his lips. He knew it wasn't right to laugh at a person's misfortune but this one was a little.. amusing to watch. He pulled Angel up by his arm while he attempts to stand. Common courtesy, he supposed though the small glare directed towards him was a little..
His attempt to speak was abruptly interrupted upon the siren's small cry of amusement. The sparkle within her eyes and her signature cheeky grin made it obvious that she had heard what the fox had said. He didn't mind if anyone listened in on their conversation but he rolled his eyes nonetheless. "Why explain if I can just do the exact same thing to you instead?" countered Crevan as his golden irises flickered with burning desire. "..but sadly, I don't think our siblings would be too fond of the idea of us sleeping together." without further ado, he bent down and wrapped a single arm around her waist. He had no other idea on how to get her on ice and the only way to do it without her attempting to claw his face off was to carry her up and over his shoulder. She was fairly light, so it didn't take much effort for him to shoulder her weight. "Hush, hush. Now, Angel, get rid of that silly glare of yours and we can carry on with our small skating session." he teased, gently tracing his fingers across the model's tender cheeks before he quickly dashed off into the distance.
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Posted: Mon Jun 13, 2016 7:47 pm
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▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬She probably shouldn't have giggled watching Angel fall on the ice, but she had. It was a subtle giggle; one that she hid behind three fingers she raised to her lips glossed lips. Watching him get up made her feel a little better about laughing. At least he seemed unharmed, so it probably was a little more acceptable to laugh at him, right? Zara shrugged innocently, and tapped her heels on the wooden floors from where she sat on the bench, "Well, if you seek a direct answer, wouldn't you ask a direct question?" From how pink the male was, she assumed it was exactly what she thought it was.
Crevan, however, rolled his eyes at her, countering with an answer that registered as a rather... suggestive offer, that she'd definitely keep in mind for a later date. The siren raised a brow, her ocean blue eyes reflecting the same desirous look her gave her. "Now where would they get an idea like that?" She asked, following it with a cheeky smile, hinting they can't be mad at something they don't know. It wasn't like she hadn't done a few things Alexander would have cussed at her for behind his back. What would stop her now? It's not like Vixen wouldn't be slick and try it out on Alex if she wanted to.
But with no delay, Crevan scooped her up again - this time without much warning - and had her hanging from over his shoulder. Zara went right back to throwing another tantrum, "What are you doing?!" She cried, clawing at his back. The fox gave her no debriefing. He stepped onto the ice, still carrying her as if she were nothing, and even dared to take the time to tease Angel along the way. The fox picked up speed, and the Siren clung on to him frightened, crying out a siren's hymn of distress.
She swore only the God's could save her now, and if she scream/sang high enough, maybe Zeus would strike him down in spite for her.♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ ♢ʟᴏᴄᴀᴛɪᴏɴ Starlight Sk8 || ᴡɪᴛʜ Crevan and Angel || ᴀᴄᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ $1000
sᴛᴀᴛᴜs Single || ᴍᴏᴏᴅ Cheeky to Fearful || ᴡᴇᴀʀɪɴɢ [x] || ooc - - - |
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Posted: Tue Jun 21, 2016 9:20 am
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Posted: Tue Jul 05, 2016 8:11 pm
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Carmen listened to the smooth, icy sound that the metal blade attached to skate made as she glided over the ice. She steadied her breath as her hips swayed to a silent beat, her eyes directed over her shoulder as she sped backwards over the ice. Once she rounded the corner at a comfortable speed, the wolf aligned her body and spread her arms. Perhaps shakily, but nevertheless with some poise, the ballerina shifted her upper body forward. The part that took the most focus was keeping her center of gravity equally distributed as she began to raise her leg behind her. Balance, balance. Glancing for the corner, the bluenette began to lean herself just in time to- her foot slipped from under her and she hit the ice with a grunt, her momentum sending her sliding to the far wall where she came to a slow stop. Beaning lowly, she turned onto her elbows, elevating her knees just enough to keep her stomach from hitting the ground. She just couldn't get the hang of this stupid move, but then again she was teaching herself rather than taking lessons. She figured it would be easy since bellet and ice skating were so alike, but the balancing was frickin wild. Groaning again, she rose to her feet and moved to a more comfortable place to collapse: the carpet just outside of the ring. She was going to have so many bruises by the time she got home.
Home:㊑1216 Pasadena
Company:㊑N/A
Clothes/Vehicle:㊑ Part of the Team ||| Speedy
Money:㊑$$
Mood:㊑Determined
Last Location:㊑Home
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Posted: Wed Jul 06, 2016 6:59 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2016 7:25 am
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Carmen sat up slowly, bringing her foot between her legs to inspect her ankle. It hurt pretty bad, though she wouldn't know if it was a sprang. She loosened the laces of her skate, pulling the tongue down to inspect the coloration of her skin. She'd have a really good bruise there for sure, but...The wolf debated putting weight on it, feeling along the wall for leverage to grab onto. Luckily enough she spotted a boy wiping out, lifting a delicate brow as he came to a stop beside her. That looked painful."Howdy. I'm...better than you, it seems." She remarked, flipping her braid over the opposite shoulder to see his face. Shaking her head, she pulled off her skate- hissing under her breath but shuffling the show aside. "You got scratched up pretty good. You alright?" She returned, cocking her head to meet his gaze. He looked young, she had no doubt he'd be okay. They didn't exactly need to call an ambulance.
Home:㊑1216 Pasadena
Company:㊑N/A
Clothes/Vehicle:㊑ Part of the Team ||| Speedy
Money:㊑$$
Mood:㊑Determined
Last Location:㊑Home
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Posted: Fri Jul 08, 2016 11:22 am
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Posted: Sat Jul 09, 2016 9:09 pm
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Carmen leaned over the male, looking both skeptic and amused by his retort. "Scratches. You might feel better if you clean them up a lil'." She advised, and waved off his remark about her ankle. Her accelerated healing would take care of it within minutes if she sat still, so she wasn't concerned. Teetering back, in case she was too close for comfort, she instead offered a hand to help him off the carpet. "You crashed like it's your first time on the ice. Am I right?" She wasn't an expert herself, but being well trained in and aware of her body made it easy for her, thanks to ballet. She'd offer to teach him if he was really okay, and maybe put some disinfectant on his 'scratch.' Pulling her leg to her chest, she pushed off her knee and made sure she was on her feet first, then -if he'd taken her hand- would help the man up. "I'm Carmen, in case you were wondering. I say so because I'm defiantly wondering your name." She snickered lightly behind her hand, the other tucking just inside her front jean pocket as she observed her unexpected crash partner.
Home:㊑1216 Pasadena
Company:㊑Ryan
Clothes/Vehicle:㊑ Part of the Team ||| Speedy
Money:㊑$$
Mood:㊑Amused/Determined
Last Location:㊑Home
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Posted: Sun Jul 10, 2016 9:26 pm
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Posted: Tue Jul 12, 2016 7:59 am
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Carmen grazed the edge of the rink, holding the back of her hand to her lips as she noted his stutter. He wasn't the shy type, was he? Either that or he was nervous because of her. "Leon. Pleasure is all mine, it seems." She chuckled lowly, leaning on the wall to grab her skate and fit it on. As she did so, Leon had some questions for her about her own ability to skate. She giggled lightly and began thing the laces. "No, I only started coming here last month. I'm a late eighties girl, though, roller skating was the thing." There was a look of mischief in her eyes as she finished and turned to him, quickly taking both his hands and kicking off onto the ice. She was stronger than she looked, she could hold him up if he stumbled. "I haven't brought any friends here yet, it's just lil ol' me. But you're here to lean, right? Easy peasy!" She continued pushing off, pulling the ivory haired male along as she glanced behind her to steer clear of other patrons. It was fairly empty, so they practically had the rink to themselves. "So, keep your feet close together and curved slightly inwards."
Home:㊑1216 Pasadena
Company:㊑Ryan
Clothes/Vehicle:㊑ Part of the Team ||| Speedy
Money:㊑$$
Mood:㊑Amused/Determined
Last Location:㊑Home
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Posted: Sun Jul 17, 2016 6:08 am
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