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Posted: Thu Sep 08, 2022 12:32 pm
 
tab tab ooc: I don't remember exactly when he was married so the numbers might be wrong. He was either 16 or 18 when he got married. tab tab outfit: outerwear for the cold. Jeans, hoodie, and tshirt underneath. tab tab posting colour: “#D19FE8” “Yep, married.” Za’saad confirmed with a nod and a smile, halfway to put his hand on his head proudly. “12 years strong and going… or is it 14?” It was a little hard knowing if it still counted after they got separated by worlds. Of course, that only counted if she was alive, to which he had no clue. Did the thought of her dead even bother him enough? He pondered and tried to reach into his heart to find his affection for the woman, but he was rather distracted by this cute and strange creature practically bouncing with energy. As for the trials themselves, Za’saad had a feeling he could’ve braved them with Stefan, but without the fae he wasn’t sure how his future looked for this strange region. He threw a cautious gaze to the jungle once more feeling the same curiosity that Orleandor was expressing. “Perhaps.” Za’saad said, reaching up his hand to thoughtfully rub his chin while considering the strange creature’s proposal. “My intention for the day was simply to take the trip across the water and then back, maybe scout out the beach while I’m here.” Thoughtfulness was shifted to amusement as the guy started fussing about introductions, earning a light shake of Za’saad’s head to show that it was no issue to him. “I won’t tell if you won’t.” He promised with a wink, then took a step back and slowly made a grand courteously bow. “It’s a pleasure making your acquaintance, Orleandor the Winged of Etoile. I am Za’saad Zabirith, Royal Knight and Eternal protector of the Ethereal Courts, Keeper of the Moon-touched Lands, and Guardian to the Halls of Umeria. If darkness finds you, may my blade be swift in your aid.” Za’saad only stood up when he had finished his introduction, carrying himself with dignity despite neither having a weapon or clothes that resembled anything akin to royalty. “Well, with two being better than one, perhaps we could go take a look around. Still I encourage carefulness.”
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Posted: Sat Sep 10, 2022 11:34 am
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The Committee Staff Vampire
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Posted: Mon Sep 12, 2022 3:38 pm
xxxx→ ғяιםαч, мαч ⑩тн ←
םαч ⑤ σғ ⑦ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽ ◦ םαч ⑤⑦⑨ ◦ ( ① чєαя, ⑦ мσитнs, ② םαчs )
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Posted: Mon Sep 09, 2024 9:14 pm
These are my credentials: Profile | I am a Lich | My: Voice |Attractive people come here: 1225 Pasadena | I've decided to occupy myself with this: Bartender at Neon Lights There was supposed to be a meteor shower or something tonight. They were just rocks jetting through the sky, but it seemed a large percentage of the populous thought it was a special sight. He didn’t really get why most people cared, but he supposed he could see why Val was so interested: she was a witch and witches liked weird natural things. Or at least from what all he had observed they did. She had convinced him to make an evening of watching said volatile rocks on the beach of the island, and then they would spend the night there together. He had packed everything they might need from tent to binoculars to emergency first aid kit, but still he had a feeling he was not prepared. Why watch from the beach? Was it just for the vantage point? Or maybe she just really wanted to be on the beach? What he most wondered though was whether the legends of the forest were part of the reason she wanted to be there. It was a spot that could make or break couples based on some weird tests, so the rumors went. She didn’t expect them to try that, did she? They had never even said the three famous words to each other, so they couldn’t be ready for such an adventure. Maybe she chose the location as an obvious hint to him to take their relationship further? She could have just asked him, but a blunt hint worked too. A normal person would have just reviewed the clues she may or may not have been dropping for the past however long and come to a valid conclusion, but he wasn’t normal and no matter how closely he watched he likely wouldn’t be able to discern anything.
Once upon the beach, he would unfurl a blanket big enough for the both of them and place the cooler on the sand just past his side of the blanket. ”I brought a few drinks, alcoholic and non, just let me know if you want one.” Maybe he would drink or maybe he wouldn’t, depending on what made sense for the scene. Though of course he wouldn’t drink any of the good stuff, no sense wasting it on someone without a sense of taste. Plus, the higher the alcohol content, the more likely it would find a way to evaporate out of him. Most of the stuff he had packed, including his acoustic guitar, and perhaps whatever the heck she had brought were waiting for them back in the tent.
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Current crew: Val ★ I've adopted this personality: leaning romantic ★ Am I available?: No ★ Wearing: ★ Some words from my handler: It exists…
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Posted: Sat Sep 28, 2024 5:01 pm
  Wearing: Day pass+Green Flower «» Company: Misiu «» Location: Beach «» Money: $200 «» Relationship Status: “Openly” Dating Isa Schreck
It felt nice to have someone to be there for you. To be willing to put up with all of your crazy habits and antics to stay in your life and build something with you…..
Those thoughts were floating around Val’s brains for a couple of weeks now and tonight was the night she was going to tell Isa about these ideas of hers. Tonight just felt right…..it was a beautiful meteor shower and she might have convinced him to sleep underneath the stars (with the obvious condition that they would take the earliest ferry back in the morning) It just felt more romantic to talk about the state of their relationship now than anywhere else. Not that Isa wouldn’t mind having this conversation anywhere, but this witch wanted a spark of magic.
Val found herself staring out at the pinkish orange sky kissing the horizon when she finally noticed Isa hiking onto the beach with their cooler and their big blanket. With smoking paper tucked in between her fingers, it was clear that the pink-haired witch had already been smoking the devil’s lettuce before this moment. But her eyes went big as she saw the lich. Running from the shoreline back to the blanket, Val plopped down like a hyperactive child as Isa announced that he had drinks for them. Do we have juice pouches? I really want one of those.” Val mused, knowing Isa was very cautioned with enabling her ‘habits’. There was no way in the Underworld that he would let her be cross-faded near a major body of water.
» Out of Cigarettes (O.O.C): High Val xd . lol. but finally posted
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Posted: Sun Oct 06, 2024 8:57 pm
xxxx→ тнυяsםαч, мαч ⑯тн ←
םαч ⑪ σғ ⑭ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽ ◦ םαч ⑤⑧⑤ ◦ ( ① чєαя, ⑦ мσитнs, ⑧ םαчs )
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