Razputin walked over to Michi and the man before reaching into his bag and pulling out another fish snack and feeding it to the chubby cat, Razputin would then look at what the grey eyed man was showing Michi before beginning to patiently wait to hear the silver eyed man's offer.
[Mood]: waiting [With]: Michiko two strangers (Tyrese and Katyln ) [Money]: $1000 [Wearing ]: a sweater with the top of his dress shirt and tie showing, jeans, black leather gloves, a bag and glasses
Teena Belcher
whiters4
Zenko Kaze
Posted: Fri Jan 06, 2017 11:47 pm
Quoth The Raven: "Nevermore" ═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ✗ Katyln, Michiko, Rasputin ||| ✗ La Mer ||| ✗ Is wearing Weekend Sit-in ✗ Journal: Updated 04/17 ||| ✗ Driving ||| ✗ Last Purchase: N/a ✗ Last Location: 1201 Pasadena ||| ✗ Sela is Present ═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
Tyrese placed his hands on his hips, expression stern as he received the apologetic look. It was more to a point, he didn't want to show that it was okay, though he was making an exception for this one time. Otherwise he'd agree with her- he also got stubborn when he was hungry. However, once he established he was giving her the chance still, he went back to looking at his phone while she met him in the doorway to the restaurant hes not at the counter, guys ^^'"Yes, there is still a possibility so long as your pet stays home in the future." He raised one brow with a lighthearted smile, then held out his hand. "Your application, please."
Razputin seemed less willing to share input like asked, but the wolf shrugged it off nonetheless, eyeing him for his application as well. He certainly wouldn't be hiring him in the traditional sense, but he'd rather have the papers back for the record of where he lived and what references he had. "First I'd like to hear more about these life defying acts of yours, sir." He offered his hand to the male first, then Michi- that is, after shuffling the papers to his other arm. "Tyrese Havens."
『Temper┋✎✎✎✎✎┋Stress┋✎✎✎✎✎┋Happiness lvls┋✎✎✎✎✎』 "My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY Havens ═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Out Of Chamomile:
❥As soon as Michi let Jasper go, he would walk over to Raz's side and rub against his leg, purring. Meanwhile Michi handed her application to Tyrese with some confidence; finally she would have a job that hopefully would be better than the last one."Thank you Mr. Havens. I hope everything you see on my application is to your liking. Though I-I would like to mention something before hand."Michiko looked away as she would bring up the very reason she tended to avoid people in the first place; the purpose for her big move to Soleil, the reason she was still single. Because no one understood and she was afraid there wasn't anyone out there that could."I'm epileptic and I also have a minor stutter because of my health condition.... I trust that won't a problem...?"
As she awaited his response, Michiko would pick up Jasper once more so he'd stop bothering Raz. Or at least that is what she told herself. In reality it was just an excuse to get Jasper back and hold him to keep herself calm. It was moments such as these when Michi felt the anxiety rise all the way up to her throat, almost in a suffocating manner. And by having her fat cat close by was the only way she knew how to cope with that dreaded anxiety. Anxiety that could very well trigger an attack and that was the last thing Michiko wanted. Forcing a smile to hide her uneasiness, she looked back to Tyrese. Wondering what he had to say after her revelation; something she always saved for last to increase her chances of getting hired.
OOC: @whiters, Sorry, was in a hurry when I typed that post
When Razputin noticed that the male was holding his hand out for an application he quickly opened his bag and pulled out a piece of paper that had all his personal info on it as well as where he lived, however it had no references on it.
After handing the man his application Razputin shook his hand "It's a pleasure to meet you Mr.Havens, my name is Razputin Orlov. And by death defying acts I mean circus tricks like juggleing and acrobats, maybe even a little fire breathing."
[Mood]: waiting [With]: Michiko two strangers (Tyrese and Katyln ) [Money]: $1000 [Wearing ]: a sweater with the top of his dress shirt and tie showing, jeans, black leather gloves, a bag and glasses
sorry, I get confused easily owo also sorry for the posting mishap...
Katlyn studied the planters to see what she would need to start this project when Tyrese seemed to notice something, She turned with him to see that the girl was wrestling with her bag. She followed Tyrese, seeing now that the woman was actually hiding a cat in her bag. She watched the cat go to the boy for the snack he offered, looking at Tyrese with a raised eyebrow when he said that he was thinking of hiring the woman, giving the girl a smile. She almost couldn't keep from laughing when the girl didn't hear Tyrese at first, then suddenly getting excited, coughing a bit to try and hide it.
Katlyn smiled at the girl when she was sure she had the giggles under control. She listened to Michi explain she had a stutter due to her health. She raised her eyebrow when Tyrese asked the man about his death defying acts. What in the world? She listened to the man explain that he had been in a circus."Wow, that's awesome. Oh right, I'm Katlyn Willan, I'm the groundskeeper for the hotel." She introduced herself, turning her attention to the woman. "And congrats on the possible hire, though sucks that the cat as to stay home, he's cute." She said with a smile, looking at the happy cat.
Be happy in the moment, that's enough. Each moment is all we need, not more.
OOC: Kind of half asleep while typing this sorry. Money: Pocket: $55 Bank: $920 Location: Amour De la Mer (inside) Status: Single Wearing: Clothes XD
❥Michiko sat at the counter, lost in her notepad as she worked on her latest fanfic novel; featuring her boss and one of her favorite characters from the Count Cain series. As always it would have a mix of drama, action, sorrow, romance and above all, Yaoi. The woman could never get enough Yaoi in her life, especially in her novels. Luckily there was no sign of Tyrese today, so Michiko could write all she wanted without the fear of being caught. It was a pretty slow day anyway and there wasn't much to do. What better way to kill time than write some Yaoi erotica? "This novel is going to be the greatest one yet...Count Cain and his dedicated bodyguard...hmm yes...that suits Tyrese quite well...but who is top and who is bottom...? Decisions decisions...”
▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Iris | AkiGuardian Spirit ❛The blade sings to me. Faintly, so soft against my ears. Its voice calms my worries and tells me that one touch will take it all away. It tells me that I just need to slide a long horizontal cut, and make a clean slice. It tells me the words that I have been begging to hear:
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○I'm feeling indifferent ●I'm speaking to a lady at the moment. ○I'm currently wearing the usual. ●I have $200 on us and $800 stashed in the bank. ○I currently have feelings for no one.
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Iris smiled, his shoes clicking against the ground as he made his way towards the hotel. His eyes, as always, we elliptical, a pool of gold filling his eye sockets. His hair was as white as snow, and he had his signature mask on his face, the black mask of a fox's. The little drama he caused back at the twin's house.. he wondered how that went. All he knew, was that both parties had left, refusing to talk any further. Iris' lips curved into a small cunning smile, and he'd let out a small snicker. That's right. Should anyone ever approach the twins, that was what he'd do. Then again, it was about the same with anyone. He had always tried his best to tear every couple apart.
There he stood, in front of the entrance to a particular hotel. One he had never been to since the past week he was here. Perhaps.. he'd be able to see just who he should mess with this week. Couples, they were always such an unbearable sight.
He'd step in, and he'd notice a particular person, a young lady, to be precise. A brunette with hazel brown eyes. A pretty shade, really. Oh, how nice it would be to see them filled with tears. Yet as cunning as his thoughts may be, it was near impossible to tell from his expression. With a gentle smile, he'd approach the counter. "Good morning. I believe I've made a reservation for a room a few days ago under the name of Iris?"
❥Michiko was completely lost in her book, so much that she did not hear Iris approach. She had been almost drooling while she finished up the last scene of her novel: a dramatic but memorable tragic end. She made no effort to look up, that was until her cat began to hiss at the sight of Iris. Though fat and well over his walking capacity, the cat still felt protective of his owner. Jasper's hissing quickly brought Michiko back to reality; upon realizing she had a customer, not to mention he was the target of her cat's jealousy, she would quickly snatch him up. "My apologies.....he's not in the best of moods...um...the name......Iris...you said....?"
While she held Jasper in one arm, Michiko searched for Iris' name in the computer with her free hand. Her hold on him was the only way to soothe the fat cat, letting him know that everything was alright. Like most male cats, he was not only protective, but easily jealous when his master was around other males. Even though he was neutered, he still kept his habit of marking. Although a disgusting habit, Michiko had no intention of giving her cat away; he was her pride and joy. Her companion of over five years and made her feel safe.
▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Iris | AkiGuardian Spirit ❛The blade sings to me. Faintly, so soft against my ears. Its voice calms my worries and tells me that one touch will take it all away. It tells me that I just need to slide a long horizontal cut, and make a clean slice. It tells me the words that I have been begging to hear:
this will make it ok.❜ ▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
○I'm feeling indifferent ●I'm speaking to a lady at the moment. ○I'm currently wearing the usual. ●I have $200 on us and $800 stashed in the bank. ○I currently have feelings for no one.
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His golden orbs scanned the counter, eventually falling upon the paperwork she had in hand. What were those? A notebook? That doesn’t seem like the type of work she should be doing. Novels? A writer perhaps? Or is she simply listing down the needs for her groceries? If that’s the case, that’s going to be quite a long list there. Before his train of thoughts coupd escalate further enough, the hisses of hostility could be heard, and his golden orbs would instantly dart towards the source of the sound. A cat? Iris would simply gaze at it. He understood what it meant, that it warned him to stay away from the lady. Could it sense how he harboured ill thoughts? Perhaps so. Animals always had their sixth sense, after all. ”No, no.. It’s alright. It’s nice to have a protective pet.” countered the fox almost immediately. Iris didn’t take it to heart. In fact, he found that amusing. Oh, how nice it would be to break that voice of his. The hiss, that is. But of course, the fox knew better than to do so.
”I-r-i-s. The eye, kind of Iris.” he answered, leaning against the counter to take a closer look at the list. Well, he might as well.
”Do you.. like to write?” he figured she might, given how she had a little book with her earlier. He wondered what it was, but then again, it wasn’t his business anyway.
❥Michiko bit her lip, appearing to be quite determined in locating Iris' reservation. And after a long five minutes of awkward silence, she did. Setting the key card on the counter for the male to take, an apologetic look on her face. This was to hide her embarrassment at fact that she had taken so much time to locate his reservation and also because she felt uneasy with him leaning so closely on the counter. "Found it. Again, sorry for the wait. As for my cat, he usually likes everyone...I'm not sure why he's behaving this way...usually he's a good judge of character. Then again...you shouldn't really judge someone until you get to know them."
The manager set her cat down and turned her attention back to her curious guest. Perhaps this was her chance to improve her social skills and get over her fear of socializing. When it came to the subject of her writing, Michiko was quite proud of her work but reserved as well. Not everyone was a fan of Yaoi, especially when it came to erotica."Why yes I do. I enjoy writing all types of genres, but my favorite is forbidden romance. Are you a writer yourself?"
▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Iris | AkiGuardian Spirit ❛The blade sings to me. Faintly, so soft against my ears. Its voice calms my worries and tells me that one touch will take it all away. It tells me that I just need to slide a long horizontal cut, and make a clean slice. It tells me the words that I have been begging to hear:
this will make it ok.❜ ▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
○I'm feeling indifferent ●I'm speaking to a lady at the moment. ○I'm currently wearing the usual. ●I have $200 on us and $800 stashed in the bank. ○I currently have feelings for no one.
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It didn’t take much longer for the woman to find his name in the register, and soon enough, he was handed the key card to his room. She seemed apologetic, quite embarrassed with the current situation, if anything. Is she new? It seems so, given how much longer it took for her to find his name compared to the rest. Not that he minds much, in fact, she seemed quite interesting. Like a little prey, she was. He’d adjust his mask, feeling the light feathers of his earrings brushing against the skin of his neck. He should’ve brought his little fox along, but he figured it would be better to leave it in thre care of the twins. ”That’s completely fine. It’s a privilege to be tended to by such a lovely young lady.” he waved the keycard in his hand, a small grij tugging along the corners of his lips.
A good judge of the character? This cat isn’t wrong. An animal’s sixth sense isn’t something one should brush off so easily. That was what got him into trouble in the first place. The pain, the torment. Each passing second was unbearable, yet again, he seemed to dwell in such painful activities. He had been in pain for so long that he had eventually came to enjoy it. Hiw foolish. ”Aren’t you nice? This world would be a much better place if people were more like you.” he chuckled. Kindness? He found it repulsive. He found it to be something pretentious. It was just a facade, kindness. How disgusting.
He would lift his bag, throwing it over his shoulder before he headed for the elevator, but it seems, her voice would once again catch his attention. The short brown locks that fall just above her shoulders, hazel brown eyes that hid behind a pair of glasses. His eyes would fix onto hers, gold meeting hazel, and his eyebrow would raise in amusement. Forbidden romance, she says? ”Oh? Can’t say I’m not surprised..” he answered, leaning against the counter once more to get a better look of her little notebook. What was her story about? This forbidden romance? It was always something erotic, isn’t it? Those type of novels. ”Me? Oh, no. I don’t write.” He shrugged and shook his head, ”..but I do enjoy a good read every now and then.” he flicked his gaze upwards, a childish grin stretching across his face eventually. How long is he going to keep up such a facade? It was utterly tiring.
”You seem like an interesting person. Tell me about this story you’re writing.” he laughed though soon enough, he came to a pause as realization dawned upon his chiseled features. "I believe I haven't gotten your name! I'm Iris, as you've already know-"
❥Michiko chuckled at his words. Her? Nice? If anything, Michiko disliked people more than anyone. She was only polite because she had no reason to be impolite to Iris, not to mention she was getting paid.... "If we had more people like me, everyone would be at each other's throats. I'm far from nice, trust me. Tell me Iris, would someone go out of their way if they weren't getting paid?"Iris propped her elbows on the counter, watching the male walk away until he returned to converse some more. Was she that interesting? It was strange why someone would talk to her for this long, especially a male. Intrigued, she went on about her book, determined to see how far this conversation would go."I write Yaoi novels, each character is based on people I've met. Maybe you'll be in the next novel if I'm feeling creative. And the name is Michiko, anyway, as our motto says, enjoy your stay here. Though please do hesitate to call for help."Michiko hid a smirk behind her book and resumed her writing, not wanting to keep Iris from enjoying his stay.
Patrick walked to this place after coming from Neon Lights and had a couple of drinks. "With the beach nearby this would be the best place one night stay" he thought. When he walked up to the front doors he saw through the glass two people seemed to be preoccupied at the front desk. "Would be rude of me to interrupt anything that is going on in there just for a few questions about this place" he thought then moved away from the front doors. He began to walk around the exterior perimeter to get a better sense of this place target audience. He decided to come back after doing that on a earlier time of the day. [exit]
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