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 Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2015 12:10 am
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2015 1:25 am
 ✗ Sela ✗ Shared link: ✗ Is in human form ✗ Link to journal: none currently ✗ Chim Chim Cher-ee/ Driving✗ Inspiration for newest work: Long Time Coming✗ Today's deadline: -- ═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
AntisocialXxxTempermentalXxxBachelorXxxRomance Author
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Tyrese eyed the girl thoughtfully, wincing when Bach plopped down onto the floor. See, she just dropped him! For small animals, even what seemed like a short drop from a three foot tall toddler could be dangerous. The wolf shook his head, gathering Bach off the bluenette. The little guy had a dull, eased look on his furry features. It reminded him of his uncle Aaron, so laid back you always suspected he was stoned. Bach looked like he just didn't give a rat's rear end. Ty gave Sela a tap in the direction of the table, he had to talk to her anyway, which meant no dividing his attention between two small squirming beings. "I don't want him at the table while we're eating, or even in the kitchen at all. Go eat, babe. You two can play later." He stated, with another reason Bach had to go. It was a true reason, however. And now Ty brought the animal back to its cage. It was nocturnal and sleepy, happily disappearing into its hutch once released. Ty lumbered back downstairs after that, skidding into the booth arranged table in front of his bowel. He wouldn't touch it as he sipped from a coffee cup instead.  『 Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋ Funds: $467.75』 『 Temper┋Stress┋Happiness lvls:✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎』"My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY HavensOut Of Chamomile:
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2015 4:02 pm
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2015 8:12 pm
✗ Sela ✗ Shared link: ✗ Is in human form ✗ Link to journal: none currently ✗ Chim Chim Cher-ee/ Driving✗ Inspiration for newest work: Long Time Coming✗ Today's deadline: -- ═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
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═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Tyrese hiccuped on the bitter coffee, pulling the cup from his lips as he watched Sela shovel her food down. Despite fixing food for himself he wanted none, and offered Sela his bowel in case she wasn't quite satisfied with just her own. Like Lillian wrote, he wasn't going to tell their daughter her mother was gone. It was something he felt was fair because she never told Sela he abandoned them despite feeling that way herself. Plus, he didn't want to worry Sela. The wolf slipped out of his seat, ruffling Sela's hair as he moved over to his phone. It had powered on and was repeatedly going off with messages and alerts. He clicked through several before releasing a heavy sigh. 'Daddy will be right back, you just sit tight, angel." He said over to the bluenette, the phone already to his ear as he exited the room. 『 Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋ Funds: $467.75』 『 Temper┋Stress┋Happiness lvls:✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎』"My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY HavensOut Of Chamomile:
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2015 8:27 pm
   Hearing the bowl being pushed over to her, she blinked at it curiously. Glancing up, she wondered if her daddy was going to eat or not. He should eat something too, food always makes you feel better. Well, it did for her. She didn't eat constantly, but when she was upset she liked eating, or coloring, until she felt better. Her mommy made really yummy brownies too! Before she could actually ask him, his giant hand was ruffling her hair and he was walking away. Grunting softly, she pushed blue hair out of her face and turned to watch him leave. He seemed so quiet lately.
Turning back around in her seat, she stared at the second bowl offered to her. She would more than likely eat it because she was so hungry, but she didn't start right away. Instead, she was trying to think of ways that she could make her daddy happy. He was her family; it was her responsibility. It didn't matter that he was new in her life. That she hadn't known him until now. He was her daddy and that's all she needed to know. Her lips pursed as she brought up a finger to tap against them. Living with her mother for so long, she picked up on a lot of her mindless habits. Didn't he say if she smiled, that was all he needed to feel better? But...How could she smile knowing her daddy was so sad? She'd have to try anyways! For her daddy. Grabbing his bowl, she hesitated in eating it, before finally just giving in and wolfing down her food.
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2015 10:38 pm
✗ Sela ✗ Shared link: ✗ Is in human form ✗ Link to journal: none currently ✗ Chim Chim Cher-ee/ Driving✗ Inspiration for newest work: Long Time Coming✗ Today's deadline: -- ═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
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═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Tyrese checked over his shoulder as his phone rang, staying near by to the previous room as he made the call. He sat on the arm of his white living room set, his back facing the kitchen doorway as he crossed on thigh over the other and folded one arm across his chest. He was tired. He didn't feel anything from his stomach, but he knew he was tired. Finally, the other line picked up to a blur of frustrated rambling. The man listened as he leaned into the lining of the back of the couch. "It's okay if they sold the building, I know i didn't show up like i was supposed to." He sighed, and the tone on the other end hushed for an explanation. "Things come up. Just let me know what other properties are open, okay? I want to close this week." He continued, unraveling his hand to rest his hand on the back of his neck as he rolled it on his shoulders. "There was one more i wanted to look at, right? Tell the owner if i like it, ill pay him the asking price frida-" He was interrupted, becoming quiet before pulling the phone away to cycle through the rest of his messages. He snorted and pressed the phone to where he could hear. "Why is everyone so hard pressed? That building has been on the market for five years." He stopped and sighed again, "Fine, I'm okay with that. I'll go see it, and if I like it then I'll make the decision on the spot. Can you make that happen for me? Good, thank you." Just from being unavailable for two days! Whatever. It gave him something to do this week. He'd need to have someone watch Sela when the time rolled around. In the mean time, he hung up and replied to some emails. These was nothing but the sound of the spoon hitting the ceramic bowl coming from the kitchen room. Ty chuckled lowly and he typed away on his phone. 『 Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋ Funds: $467.75』 『 Temper┋Stress┋Happiness lvls:✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎』"My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY HavensOut Of Chamomile:
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2015 10:55 pm
 ＬYSANDER ＨALL ________________________ Married ║ Half Demon ║ 22 ║ $995 ║ Boring Day ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂ Lysander sighed in frustration. Why was it his job to pick up his sister's car? Why couldn't it have just been left where it was? She was coming back, not for another few weeks, but still! It wasn't his job to pick up her slack. He needed to blow off some steam; maybe he'd hit the bar later. It's not like he had anything to do but work anyways and he worked at a bar. Or hell, maybe he'd just work from home today! It was damn cold out and he didn't like it. Yeah, he was a complainer, oh well. Grumbling as his hands gripped the wheel tighter, he blew blonde hair out of his face and glanced into the rear view mirror. Was that...? Well it's a good thing he was on his way home anyways. No way was he taking her car all the way to her house and walking home. Not in this weather! Driving into Lumiere, he noticed the lights finally on at his neighbor's house. Lysander heard a sigh escape his lips. "Lillian, you idiot..." he muttered with a disappointed shake of his head as he pulled up along the curb. Unbuckling, he reached into the back to grab what caught his eye and got out. Walking across the street without a care, there was barely anyone here anyways, he strolled up to the front door with his usual smug demeanor. Knocking his knuckles against the door, he sighed as he stuffed his hand into his pocket and shifted his weight from one foot to the other. "Yo runty!" he shouted through the door after a few minutes, becoming impatient.
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2015 11:05 pm
Sela could hear her daddy on the phone but wasn't paying much attention to what he was talking about, or with who. All of her attention was on the food in front of her, and getting it into her mouth as fast as possible. When she was finally finished, she sat back in her seat and licked her lips. It was yummy! Sitting there a moment, she let her gaze drift around the kitchen as she remembered when she first came here. Everything had smelled so different and yet...familiar. She didn't know how to describe it. It was like she knew the scent before she actually knew the scent. Was it because he was her daddy and a part of him made her who she was? Or maybe it was something else. She didn't know, but she remembered exploring the entire house and outside, and how scared her daddy had been when he couldn't find her. That thought alone brought a smile to her face. Only someone who cared about you would get that worried if they couldn't find you.
She perked up in her seat at the sound of the door. Who...Who could that be? She turned in her chair before an even bigger smile came to her face at the sound of her uncle's voice. "Uncle Lysi!" she shouted excitedly as she jumped out of her chair. Stumbling a bit as she began running towards the door, she found her balance and scampered up to the door. Standing beside the door, she teetered on her feet, waiting for her daddy to open the door. She might get in trouble if she did it herself. She had to remember, he wasn't mommy. She knew not to open the door for strangers, but her mommy let her open it if it was family.
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2015 12:39 am
✗ Sela ✗ Shared link: ✗ Is in human form ✗ Link to journal: none currently ✗ Chim Chim Cher-ee/ Driving✗ Inspiration for newest work: Long Time Coming✗ Today's deadline: -- ═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
AntisocialXxxTempermentalXxxBachelorXxxRomance Author
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Tyrese found himself hanging up another call, this one from his uncle before he sent his next call straight to voice mail. His editor. Even now he liked to screw around with them. The wolf yawned while nuzzling his hand through the back of his hair. Same style as high school, the wolf paused before pushing it all forward past his ears so it rearranged wildly around his face. Tucking the center back rather than the sides, it changed his usual style. It all hanged down just to his shoulders as Ty bit his lip in distaste. He wasn't too great with change. He slicked the sides back again, stopped, and shook it all out. The door bell rang and he lifted his head, several blue strands blocking his vision. Who could that be? No one ever had reason for visiting his place. No one. The voice that called to Sela made his stomach drop. Just great! What did he want? Was he looking for Lillian, or was he here to wish the author good riddance now that it was over with his sister? Sela was beside the door by the time Tyrese snapped out of it. He was expecting her to answer it, but then again she couldn't reach. Ty got up, walking to the door and pulling it open. It wasn't his imagination. Lysander. Er...what did he say? He looked at Sela, whom the blonde had called to before. "Oh right, she was supposed to stay with you last night. Ah, if you're here to take her..." He was a mess anyway, Sela could use time around a pair of people who had their sh*t together for once. Even if he was Lysander and Katio. Realizing he was being rude, he stepped away from the door so the blonde had the option of coming inside. He couldn't feel it the same way, but he knew it was cold outside today. 『 Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋ Funds: $467.75』 『 Temper┋Stress┋Happiness lvls:✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎』"My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY HavensOut Of Chamomile:
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2015 1:02 am
ＬYSANDER ＨALL ________________________ Married ║ Half Demon ║ 22 ║ $995 ║ Boring Day ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂ Finally! What was the guy doing this whole time? Probably crying like a big baby...Inwardly Lysander sighed. He was gonna have to cut that out. He just couldn't throw his hatred away in a day, even if he was on the guy's side. His sister was a daft idiot. He may not like the guy, but even he had the sense to know she screwed up the best thing she was ever gonna get. It was highly doubtful she'd ever find anyone willing to get on their knees and beg for her forgiveness like he did. Ugh, the thought made him nauseous. Eh, that wasn't the important part to this so just suck it up and stick it out for now. Walking inside like he owned the place, after the wolf moved, he laughed casually to his statement as he looked around. "Are you kidding? She's your kid, I don't need her dumped on me just because you and Lil are going through a love spat," he replied as he pulled off his beanie and shook out his blonde hair. "You were gone long enough, suck it up." He was being harsh, he knew it, but parents didn't just get to skip out and dump their kids on other people because they were going through rough times. That's not how it worked. Plus, he wasn't related to the guy, he wasn't going to go easy on him. "Besides," he sighed as he turned back to face the two of them, shoving his hand back into his pocket lazily. "I don't feel like dealing with a kid today. That's the good part about being an uncle~"He smirked cockily at the man before turning his attention to Sela. She didn't look to worse for wear at the moment, so honestly, there wasn't a reason for him to take her anyways. In a flash, he was pointing at her with a stern look on his face, "Runty! What are you doing?" he asked in a serious tone.
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2015 1:11 am
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2015 3:55 pm
✗ Sela ✗ Shared link: ✗ Is in human form ✗ Link to journal: none currently ✗ Chim Chim Cher-ee/ Driving✗ Inspiration for newest work: Long Time Coming✗ Today's deadline: -- ═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
AntisocialXxxTempermentalXxxBachelorXxxRomance Author
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Shots fired! Ty blinked dully and shut the door with a click. That amounted up to a punprick compared to what he was already dealing with, Tyrese didn't care. He wasn't trying to shirt Sela off onto the next person anyway, he was the one to demand she be in his care. The wolf stood against the door next to his daughter, half feeling like he was on a line up. Looking at him made him see Lillian at the same time. He gave a shake of his head, turning to his petrified child and kissing the side of her head. "Daddy will be in the kitchen, okay?" He wasn't like Lysander had business with him. He toddled off to clean the kitchen and unthaw fish for lunch. He gathered both empty bowels and ran dish water to clean them in, his phone occasionally going off in his pocket. 『 Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋ Funds: $467.75』 『 Temper┋Stress┋Happiness lvls:✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎』"My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY HavensOut Of Chamomile:
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2015 4:23 pm
ＬYSANDER ＨALL ________________________ Married ║ Half Demon ║ 22 ║ $995 ║ Boring Day ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ ▉ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ █ ▆ ▅ ▄ ▃ ▂ Lysander's ruby gaze followed after the wolf with smug superiority. It wasn't that he felt he was better than the wolf, in fact he most certainly wasn't, it was just normal setting for his personality. But, at the same time, he did enjoy seeing the guy in pain. However, he knew to tone it back a little bit. He wasn't going to go easy on the guy, but he wasn't going to try and pick a fight with him either. Although, if he stuck around too long, it might end up happening because he was bored. There wasn't anything to do at his house since Kaito was gone. And he was lazy and didn't want to go to work. For a guy who liked the lavish lifestyle, he didn't do a whole lot of spending anyways. Focusing his attention back to his niece, he reached into his jacket and pulled out the stuffed dinosaur she had grown to love so dearly. "You left this in your mom's car," he said as he began to hand it to her. Quickly he moved it out of her reach, "Ah! What do you say?" he asked, waiting to hear her words. When she said them, he smiled and handed it to her. He lazily dropped his hand against her head as he walked around her and into the kitchen. He was the nosy type. He wasn't ready to leave just yet because of it. Walking into the kitchen, he leaned up against the table, watching the wolf's back as he washed dishes and looked to be preparing food. Crossing his arms across his chest, he quirked a brow to see him still dressed up from Halloween the night before. Yesterday must really have taken a toll on him. Lysander couldn't really blame him, then again, he also didn't know what it felt like to be cheated on. His expression dropped to the floor as he inwardly sighed. He honestly didn't know his sister could be so stupid. He remembered hearing non-stop talk about Tyrese the whole time he was gone. the first couple of years. And then he thought Lillian grew up and moved on, but apparently she hadn't. But he didn't know which part of her was stuck and unable to grow up. "She thinks she's a horrible mother now thanks to your friend," he muttered casually as he looked out of the kitchen and towards his niece.
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2015 4:31 pm
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2015 7:42 pm
✗ Sela ✗ Shared link: ✗ Is in human form ✗ Link to journal: none currently ✗ Chim Chim Cher-ee/ Driving✗ Inspiration for newest work: Long Time Coming✗ Today's deadline: -- ═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
AntisocialXxxTempermentalXxxBachelorXxxRomance Author
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Tyrese really couldn't stand Lysander, if he was being honest with himself. He understood the male being protective of his sister at first, but now Lysander was highly comparable to herpes. Wasn't always around, but then he appeared as a painful sore that there was no cure to. And Lysander had brought that disdain upon himself, Ty never derserved to be held in contempt to the extent of Lysander hating what he saw of him in his daughter. He couldn't stand Lysander. And right now he couldn't tolerate his smug demeanor and the fact he followed him in here. The wolf looked over his shoulder to catch sight of his daughter skipping off to her room. She looked content now that she had her toy. Good, he liked it better when she was carefree. She was too young to know what worry was. The bowls clinked together as he dropped them into the dish water. He washed the two spoons first, ignoring the stare boring into him from the table. The silence was ended moments later with cringe worthy stupidity. "Is that so." Ty commented with a dry exhale on his breath. His arms were the only moving thing on his body to hint he was alive and breathing as opposed to a tired mannequin posed at the sink. "Did you tell her to suck it up? Or perhaps explain to her before she left that parents don't just get to skip out and dump their kids on other people because they're going through rough times?" His tone didn't hint at any emotion, even the anger he may or may not be expected to feel. Lysander probably expected him to coddle his sister and rattle off her good qualities like money out of a slot machine. "Or are you instead going to turn around and give your sister a double standard. She raised Sela, so she can drop everything and go soul searching now because she did something she can't handle the consequences of. Because that's what I did, right? I mean, that's what you're going to tell me even though all I really did was go to watch my mother die without knowing Lillian was carrying my child." He gave a careless shrug, stacking the dishes into the drying rack before turning to the blonde with an expectant look. "So why are you here anyway, Lysander? You've never liked me. What do you think you're going to do now that I'm not actually with your sister like you've always wanted? Please just save your breath if you think you're going to lend your half assed condolences or even rub in in my face. I don't want to hear how Lillian feels about anything." He exhaled a huff, dragging a wet hand through his hair before drying both hands on a towel and walking into the living room. 『 Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋ Funds: $467.75』 『 Temper┋Stress┋Happiness lvls:✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎┋✎✎✎✎✎』"My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY HavensOut Of Chamomile:
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