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 Posted: Mon Dec 26, 2016 2:11 am
❀ ❝Ⓒⓞⓡⓐⓛⓨⓝ Ⓓⓤⓑⓞⓘⓢ❞ ❀
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"There will come a prince, that will see right into my heart."
The girl would snicker at his immediate reaction, just as she expected, he wasn't going to hug her like that. It seemed like her plan worked and a little too well, but it did seem to backfire when he smacked her head again, wincing and whining as she rubbed the sore spot. Pouting as she looked up at him, "So violent!" she signed to him, huffing childishly at him. How mean of him! She was just playing around! Freedom'. The first thought that arose in relation to the word was her past experience. It wasn't something she wanted to think about at the moment, all the negative feelings and the memories related to it. Even while she was watching him sign his intentions behind the song he wanted to compose, her mind was starting to dive into the forbidden area of her memories but before it could go any deeper, her train of thoughts stopped when she felt a little something brush along her finger. A caterpillar that was crawling on the grass. A quick flinch and she used a blade of grass to push it away from herself, before shifting her attention back to him. "Seems like its going to be really beautiful." she smiled, "I hope you find your inspiration and finish it sometime soon!" she added with a smile. When he approved of her listening to it when it was done, she nodded with a bright grin. "Of course! I just moved here and probably after today, I might be making a few trips around here...Not particularly for you though." she would state to him, sticking her tongue out playfully from the last part. Surely she wouldn't want him thinking of her as his creepy lover. A smile tugged on her lips when he laughed, even if she was convinced back then to go, it was on very different matter all together. Nodding to him, she found herself chuckling lightly to his own statement. "At least you managed to convince them." she signed. Watching how he didn't imitate her this time and eventually huff when she called him a child, she assumed she struck a chord this time. Such a child she thought to herself and looked as he began wheeling himself away from her. She shook her head, assuming this was where she had to apologize for teasing him like this and got up, dusting her bottom before she took short steps to follow him. Too bad she couldn't just tell him something without having to face him, it would be more convenient that way but before she could get herself to move before him and stop him to apologize for calling him a child, she saw a nurse walking up their way and stopped before them to say to the girl, "Sorry for the long wait, the doctor is ready to see you now." she said to her, looking back at Camil in case he needed something, "Is there something you need sir?" she asked with a smile. So, was this where they parted ways? What if they weren't going to meet after this? She didn't want to end their budding friendship in ill terms... Pulling out a pastel blue sticky note pad, she began scribbling something on it, quickly pulling a tab and stuck it on the male's shoulder before she bowed in a means to excuse herself and ran off to go meet the doctor. The note read, "I'm sorry if calling you a child offended you, you still are one though. I'll meet you after meeting with my doctor if you like, text me where you will be next or just to keep in touch." with her number in the end if he wanted to keep in touch followed by an adorable little smiley face. (◕ᴗ◕✿) ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
Company: Camil || Mood: Hmph! || Single || ❀ || Where: Hospital || Listening to:
▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ Occ: Awwwwww ; u ; I'M SORRY TO HEAR! -offers tissue-
If you want, they can have a short break and meet again, unless you feel otherwise >o>
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Posted: Wed Dec 28, 2016 10:49 am
xxxx → sυиםαч, ғєвяυαяч ⑪тн ←
םαч ⑦ σғ ⑦ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ①②⑥ ◦
( ④ мσитнs, ⑥ םαчs )
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2016 5:08 am
   ▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Camil 'Rye' Falkov Dragonkin❛Sometimes you have to give up, not because you didn't try to move mountains to be with someone.
You give up because they didn't try to move mountains to be with you.
They settled for their life and the people in it, even when it isn't what they really want.
You weren't meant to live a lie.
Hold your head high and know that you won't ever settle for that misery.
Let go.❜▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇○I'm feeling indifferent.
●I'm speaking to no one at the moment.
○I'm currently wearing white shirt and black jeans.
●I have $190 on me and $800 stashed in the bank.
○I currently have feelings for no one.▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇This morning felt a little more pleasant than the rest. Yesterday’s event was a little strange. Frustrating, to be precise. Never has he ever met anyone quite like his brother. One who’d smile almost over anything though he had said something that had inevitably seemed to upset her for a split second. That she was special. He still felt bad for being the reason behind why her face fell eventhough he had her smile returned shortly after. Was it strange to think that everyone is special? Even those that had mistreated him? Everyone was special, or at least possessed aspects that are special about them though many doesn’t seem to realize that. Just like how he has yet to realize what’s so special about himself. Making music? No. That wasn’t something he’d say ‘special’. He’d often think, ‘what makes me so special’ and often times, he has no answer. He’d ask his mother when he was young, and she said he was special for being him. He wondered what she meant. He still hasn’t gotten the answer he wanted. Camil heaved a small sigh as he pushed himself up, noticing that his eyesight was just about the same. No improvements, nothing. He’d move his feet, and they’d feel a little numb, but just slightly a little better than the previous day. At least there was improvement in that. The time was still early, and there wouldn’t be any nurses coming in around this time. Reaching for his bag, he’d pull the hospital clothes up and over his head, and he’d slip into one of his shirts Rigel brought him a couple days back. It felt a lot more comfortable. A lot less.. air-ey. Camil always prefered something more fitting. It made him feel a lot less paranoid about ‘having a hole’ in his shirt or whatever. Once he was out of his hospital clothes, he’d finally slip on his leather gloves and not before long, he pushed himself off the bed, stumbling his way towards the door. His legs still felt a little weak, but it wasn’t anything he couldn’t handle. He had the wall to support him after all. Camil pushed his door open, peeking out in the corridor to check if there were any presence lingering about. The last thing he needed was to be dragged all the way back to his room and strapped onto his bed. Once it was clear, he’d make a run for it, but of course, with his current condition, he could only support a hand against the wall and slowly walk out to the entrance. Now.. If only he can just pick up his pace. ▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2016 5:56 am
❀ ❝Ⓒⓞⓡⓐⓛⓨⓝ Ⓓⓤⓑⓞⓘⓢ❞ ❀
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"There will come a prince, that will see right into my heart."
This morning felt nothing close to pleasant from the rest for the little brunette. After meeting her first and only new friend in the new city, the voiceless woman had her check up quite a painful one to add. Her mouth might have not been as sore as her arm after having her blood drawn twice on the same arm and a TT given from a small accident in the consultation room. Huzzah for trainee nurses! At least they didn't shove the endoscope down her throat or she'd probably be sharing a night among the sick and recovering in the hospital. Even so, she was dreading to even step foot in the building now. But then again, she could over look the pain to probably see that stubborn man she had met earlier yesterday. As much as she wouldn't want another whack on her head again, she liked his company, teasing him and just watching him sign to her effortlessly unlike the many who couldn't. Maybe she could have told him a proper goodbye before she left, but she didn't know where he was anyways. One thing she could say for sure was that she felt much more welcomed in his presence, than any other. All her fears about a new city just died down thanks to him and she felt quite a lot better about herself. She hoped she could some day do the same, maybe just help him slip out of that cloud of gloom she could sense around him. Maybe one dayWearing something similar to yesterday, a white shirt with a flowery skirt to match, she might have seemed like she was dressed to be meeting someone more than going to a hospital, but then again, that was how she usually dressed. Rubbing her victim arm ever so often, she stepped inside the hospital premises, seeing how she was early, she wasn't surprised that there weren't many people around. She just had to collect her reports after all, after that she had the whole day to herself so why not start early? But before she could make her way to the reception to get her files, she noticed the male from the other day, pressed against the wall and sneaking about like he didn't want to be seen. Transfixed in her position for a brief few minutes as she watched him, she walked up to the tall male and poked his arm to gain his attention. "Why are you sneaking about like a criminal? Did they discharge you already?" she signed with a questionable look upon her face. ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
Company: Camil || Mood: Hmm? || Single || ❀ || Where: Hospital || Listening to: || OOTD: Girly
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2016 6:54 am
▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Camil 'Rye' Falkov Dragonkin❛Sometimes you have to give up, not because you didn't try to move mountains to be with someone.
You give up because they didn't try to move mountains to be with you.
They settled for their life and the people in it, even when it isn't what they really want.
You weren't meant to live a lie.
Hold your head high and know that you won't ever settle for that misery.
Let go.❜▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇○I'm feeling frustrated.
●I'm speaking to Coralyn at the moment.
○I'm currently wearing white shirt and black jeans.
●I have $190 on me and $800 stashed in the bank.
○I currently have feelings for no one.▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇One step, two step. He was doing good. His legs were doing great. They weren't giving out as easily as they were before, and in that instant, Camil would let go of the wall for a short moment, to see if he'd be able to walk without any support. To his surprise, yes, he can though only for a short moment before he nearly stumbled to the ground. He frowned, and he clicked his tongue in annoyance. Just what was wrong with his body? Why couldn't he recover? Why had he been so idiotic as to overdose himself on his medication? He rolled his eyes and he'd continue on his little journey to the entrance. "How long is this corridor!" he cursed beneath his breath, but as much as he whined, he still carried on anyway. There wasn't anyone nearby, thank goodness but all this slow movement isn't helping him much and it was just a matter of time until he gets caught by someone nearby. To which had happened almost just after such thoughts flashed across his mind. With a poke upon his shoulder, he'd let out a surprise yelp and he'd hold up his hands. "I-I-I-.. just needed the t-toilet-..!" he quickly answered while his hands were held up in surrender. He'd cringe at the lame answer that had been spouted, and how he regretted spending so much time around Rigel. Now he's caught onto the endless nonsense that escapes his mouth. However, much to his surprise, his legs have yet to give out despite his hands being away from any form of support at all. Were they frozen from shock? He'd open his eyes, and he'd come face to face with an ever so familiar face. One he'd prefer not to see at the moment. Are the gods working against him today? Why on earth is he running into someone who'd only pick on him this early in the morning! A false alarm, it seems. He crossed his arms and frowned, noticing the message she tried to convey. "I'm not sneaking about." he huffed but his claims seem to contradict his actions right this moment. She was quite right, though. "I'm not discharged yet, but I'll discharge myself out of this hospital, thank you." and with that he placed his arms back onto the wall to support his own unstable balance, and with that, he tried moving ever so slightly away from the woman, though no matter how hard he tried, she'd pretty much catch onto him just by her average walking speed. "You'll attract attention standing around. Farewell." he frowned. Camil has never really been this straightforward and unpleasant towards anyone he met other than this young lady, however, he felt comfortable doing so. Or perhaps he just found her ever so slightly frustrating when she starts teasing him. He huffed and puffed, and he'd start taking larger steps to move away from her. And he shouldn't. Much to his surprise, his legs, that seemed just quite as strong earlier, has decided to fall weak right at this crucial moment when he's running for his life, walking out of this building that smelled a lot like death. Camil, face flat against the ground, would frown as he propped his upper body up with his elbow. It was then, he turned his head to the young lady not too far from him, and he'd turn away quickly. There was no way he was asking her for help. Not from her. However, if any nurses were to caught him sprawled upon the floor in such a disgraceful manner, he wouldn't be all too surprised if he ends up being locked up in his hospital room. He turned his head once more, his lips curved into a deep frown. Plastered on his face was an expression much unpleasant than the grinch himself. "You said you'd help me to my feet yesterday." and half way through his sentence, he'd downcast his eyes, a light pink hue dusting his cheeks. As much as he hated to ask, he had little to no choice at all. "Help me."▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇Out.Of.Crocodiles: well im gonna destroy your hopes and dreams. White shirt black jeans! emotion_donotwant
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2016 7:28 am
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ＰＲＩＹＡ ＴＡＫＡＺＵＭＩ ❝ＷＩＴＨ ▸ Patients❞ ❀ ❝ＷＨＥＲＥ ▸ Hospital❞ ❀ ❝ＭＯＯＤ ▸ Happy❞ ❀ ❝ＭＯＮＥＹ ▸$975❞❀ ❝ＳＴＡＴＵＳ ▸ Single ❞
About Priya
Priya walked into the hospital, her hands in her doctor's coat pocket. She grabbed her charts and began her rounds around the hospital. A blush on her face was ever present as she smiles happily, humming a song of a joyous nature, causing anyone who hears to feel the same air of happiness.
❝ＯＯＣ ▸] ---❞
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2016 7:48 am
❀ ❝Ⓒⓞⓡⓐⓛⓨⓝ Ⓓⓤⓑⓞⓘⓢ❞ ❀
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"There will come a prince, that will see right into my heart."
The struggle looked real, the way he was trying so hard to walk and failing. She might have just giggled at that, was it bad that she did? Either way, she couldn't help but chuckle from his reaction, how he got so nervous when he was poked. Oh how she'd love to tease him if she could speak, get him all nervous if she could, although the fun was short lived, seeing how he reacted. "So sour" she signed, sticking her tongue out at him childishly as she stood by him, crossing her arms across her chest as she watched him. "Is that even a good idea, specially in your condition?" she asked, not really expecting a straight forward answer but she had to butt in right? Whether it was out of curiosity or concern or just the plain idea of poking fun at him, she had to ask! Walking by him while he struggled, she thought she'd offer help but with how rudely he told her off, she pouted and looked away from him. She would kick him in the rear just to make him suffer if he wasn't really ill, she just stood there, shifting her gaze back to him just to make sure he was alright. Poor man, she wasn't even the kind to kick him if he was alright but watching him struggle was painful yet rather hilarious. Almost like the gods had heard the dark prayers from her egoistic side, her eyes widened when he fell. She pursed her lips shut, avoiding any disrespectful laughter that would escape her lips. She stood there stubbornly, her arms crossed across her chest still before she heard his statement. "Help me." There it was! With her lips curled into a bright smile, she walked over to him, examining how she should be helping him or just buying time to tease him a little longer. Either way, she tried standing over him with her feet on either side of his hips, reaching down to slide her arms under his to try and get him up to his knees. With this distance and his back pressed against her chest, her cheeks quickly flushed. She could smell his scent, she was basically embracing him and he was the one who asked for it. Focus! Quite a struggle for the small woman, specially with her painful left arm. Did she forget to mention she was left handed? Great.. After lifting him to his knees, she quickly moved over, shifting to his side and moved herself under his arm, trying to avoid using her bad arm and used her "strength" to help him up to his feet. "You're heavy!" she would sign to him once she managed to get him up to his feet, her own wobbling a little but she looked determined to help him, keep him steady but wait..was she helping him escape? "We should be heading back to your room. she said, trying to turn him around. ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
Company: Camil || Mood: Hmph! || Single || ❀ || Where: Hospital || Listening to: || OOTD: Girly
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2016 9:22 am
▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Camil 'Rye' Falkov Dragonkin❛Sometimes you have to give up, not because you didn't try to move mountains to be with someone.
You give up because they didn't try to move mountains to be with you.
They settled for their life and the people in it, even when it isn't what they really want.
You weren't meant to live a lie.
Hold your head high and know that you won't ever settle for that misery.
Let go.❜▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇○I'm feeling frustrated amd very flustered.
●I'm speaking to Coralyn at the moment.
○I'm currently wearing white shirt and black jeans.
●I have $190 on me and $800 stashed in the bank.
○I currently have feelings for no one.▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇Sour? Being stuck in a hospital is sour. Not being able to walk properly is sour. He huffed and puffed, deciding not to take her up on her less than pleasant conversation. She'd stick her tongue out at him and he'd return the favour by sticking his tongue out in return. He'd tear his gaze away from her when she'd ask if it was alright for him to go out of the hospital. He felt guilty, and he could never look into the other person's eyes whenever he's lying. Guilty of her accusation, he simply pouted and huffed. "No.." was his answer, but he was quick to counter her statement with his comeback. "It has nothing to do with you." and he turned away. He remained sprawled across the floor, and he'd try to get himself up, but it was no surprise when he couldn't get to his knees. His legs weren't strong enough to push him up to his feet. So there he remained, impatiently lying about like a dead body. If she wasn't going to help him, he might as well crawl out even if it meant dragging him back to his hospital room. That was the last place he wanted to be. In that less than pleasant prison cell. He turned around, noticing slight movement out the corner of his eyes, and there she was, smiling as she made her way towards him. He rolled his eyes, wondering just what was so funny regarding the whole situation. Or was she simply amused and feeling rather victorious over the fact he requested for help? He made a mental note never to ask for her aid in the future. He simply had no choice in this moment. She was his only hope of getting out and just when he thought she was going to pull him up by the hand, there she stood behind him, attempting to get him up from the back, to which he felt something soft press against his back. It wasn't hard to realize what those were. Womanly assets. His cheeks flushed almost immediately and he turned his head towards her, his expression dumbfounded while his eyes widened to the extent it could fall out of its sockets. "W-what are you doing-..! T-this is sexual harassment-!" he exclaimed, feeling the heat slowly spread towards his ears. This was the first time he's ever been so close to a woman. He's never had anyone held him so close, let alone his mother and it certainly wasn't all too pleasant of a feeling for him. He could just pass out right this instant from the blood that had rushed to his head. She finally let him go, and just when he thought that this was over, she moved to his side, and he had his arms around her. What in the world was happening? Couldn't she just hold him up by his hand and let him stand on his own? His head was spinning, and he felt dizzy. He tilted his head to the side, golden orbs inevitably meeting a pair of light coloured ones. He could smell her scent, the bath foam she used, her shampoo, and he could feel himself just about to black out right then and there. "I-I asked you to help me! N-not to h-harass me-..! P-pervert!" he exclaimed, trying to regain his balance as he finally got up on his two feet. He supposed, no matter how unpleasant it had been, he had her to thank for that. He frowned, his cheeks as red as a tomatoe, and with a reluctant tone of voice, he silently thanked her. "T-t-thank.. you-.." and with that, he tore his gaze away, unable to look her right in the eye. She was so close. Too close for comfort. However, in that split second, he noticed just how bright her eyes were despite having a monochromatic sight. Her lashes were long and thick. Her skin porcelain and flawless, much like a doll's. He shook his head and huffed. Now is not the time to think of such things! Exclaiming over how heavy he was is the first thing she did after he got on his feet, and he would roll his eyes. Of course he would be. He is a man, after all. Much larger than her, to be precise. "O-of course, I'd be heavy! What did you expect from a man twice your size?" countered the young man, only to stumble in his footsteps when she attempted to turn him around. Was she bringing him back? No! He didn't want to return, not yet! He needed fresh air! He needed to get home! "I asked you to help me up so I can get out! Not go back in! I'll die in there-..!" it hasn't been a week, and spending his long days and nights locked up inside had already become too unbearable for him. He wasn't the type to stay indoors unless he's cooped up over his compositions and music arrangements but there was nothing to keep him busy in the hospital, nothing to do. He had to get out of this hellhole the doctors threw him in. "P-please-..!" he asked, "Please-.. C-Coralyn..? Just for a little while?" he'd return his gaze to her, turn his ever so flushed face back in her direction as he spoke in a tone that sounded almost like a desperate plead. "Won't you help me? Just for a little while! I just need some fresh air away from the hospital! I-I promise I'll come back-..!"▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇Out.Of.Crocodiles: nuhh i like his jeans as dark as his soul >:u
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Posted: Thu Dec 29, 2016 11:36 pm
❀ ❝Ⓒⓞⓡⓐⓛⓨⓝ Ⓓⓤⓑⓞⓘⓢ❞ ❀
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"There will come a prince, that will see right into my heart."
Watching how he refused to comment on her stating he was being sour, she puffed her cheeks up lightly, tearing her own gaze away from his when he did. Eventually though, she’d look back at him and sigh. He knew it wasn’t a good idea to leave yet he chose to leave either way. Crossing her arms back across her chest from his statement, one part of her wouldn’t even want to help him for the rudeness he was displaying yet one side of her didn’t think of it as ill as it were coming from a stranger. It was childish of him yet hilarious to watch, like having an argument with a spoiled child. Then again, she could understand the feeling behind trying to leave. As much as she wanted to back in her time, she couldn’t. Then again, the situation was entirely different and if she tried rebelling, it came off really wrong and she would be put to sleep each time. Ugh…those painful shots. In her attempts to help him up, she might have let his back feel her woman assets, which for the record, weren’t really that obvious on the clothes she wore. At times, she even got teased by her younger sister that she had the body of a teenage boy and having him react that way was pretty much like a bitter sweet feeling since in a way it was bad that he thought she was trying to throw herself on him or touch him lewdly, while on the other hand it was like a proud moment where she could proudly tell her sister that she did in fact have something to be proud about. She didn’t instantly drop him after that statement though, helping him to his knees and then shifting to help him up. Now if she tried helping him up by holding his hand, she would end up dragging him across the floor-which wouldn’t be very pleasant- and this was something she tried out a few times while helping someone. It was a different case that the particular individual had spine issues and needed extra care while being helped up. His statement made her feel rather, bad about herself. She didn’t even know how to explain the motives behind her intentions. She was quiet, nothing different about that though, she always was. With her own cheeks red now, she lifted her gaze for a moment, only to find his gaze upon her own only for a little bit though. He looked perfect though, even in his sickly condition, he looked like a middle eastern prince specially with his skintone matching them. Focus! she mentally screamed to herself, screwing her eyes shut for a moment before she nodded to his thank you. The brunette was confused whether she should be asking the male if he preferred having crutches or her under his shoulder to help him, especially with him calling her a pervert. Sure she found him attractive, but this didn’t mean that she would just do anything she could to touch him, besides; she should be the one complaining! He asked her for help, it could be his way of getting to feel her. Pouting lightly with all those thoughts running through her head, she huffed when he commented over her mentioning his weight. Although before she could say something about it, she felt him stumble, making her quickly look up at him, a moment of just looking into those lovely golden orbs and listening to his plea. It almost reminded her of the few times she would try to escape; it even came to a point where she was bawling and crying and nobody could tell what she needed, until an angel –a nurse- would take her out and let her have her way for once. Maybe this was just what he needed. “Only if you promise to come back and recover with no complaints.” She would sign to him although she didn’t want to wait for a response, she knew he’d probably agree and began walking him out, making sure they weren’t seen. “Where do you wish to go?” she would ask, looking up once again. ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
Company: Camil || Mood: Accepting || Single || ❀ || Where: Hospital || Listening to: || OOTD: Girly
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Sorry for the poo post xD replying from work ;D
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2016 6:14 am
▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ Camil 'Rye' Falkov Dragonkin❛Sometimes you have to give up, not because you didn't try to move mountains to be with someone.
You give up because they didn't try to move mountains to be with you.
They settled for their life and the people in it, even when it isn't what they really want.
You weren't meant to live a lie.
Hold your head high and know that you won't ever settle for that misery.
Let go.❜▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇○I'm feeling frustrated amd very flustered.
●I'm speaking to Coralyn at the moment.
○I'm currently wearing white shirt and black jeans.
●I have $190 on me and $800 stashed in the bank.
○I currently have feelings for no one.▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇In that brief moment, their eyes locked onto each other, golden orbs meeting her light coloured eyes. Her skin appeared darker than usual. Was it the lighting? Was it his sight? He was sure his cheeks were flaming by now. He could never get used to any form of skin contact, let alone put his arms around someone, to which he’s doing right this moment. His face felt terribly warm, and he supposed she was just about the same. Is this what they call blushing? He turned away, feeling his heartbeat hammering against his chest. Why is he getting all these strange feelings from touching people? It was almost the same when he was with Casey. All these strangely.. intimate moments. His legs felt a lot more comfortable now that he’s had something to support him, and honestly, he’d prefer having crutches but he knew his identity would be given away the moment the nurses lay eyes upon him. If she’d just help him out of the hospital, they may just be able to pass off as some young couple paying their patient a visit. A couple..? He’d eye the woman once, and he’d frown. There is no way he’s going to couple up with someone. Not her, not anyone else. He’s too occupied with his job to care about anything else, and even if he were to catch feelings for someone, he knew he’d just end up being a burden. Not to mention, his heart still belonged to someone else. Someone he shouldn’t love. And that was his brother’s wife, Aria. She’d turn him around, and he would try to stop her. Turning back wasn’t the ideal choice at the moment, and he’d like to believe that she isn’t cold hearted to the point she’d send him back to his room to rot for the rest of his day. ”Only if you promise to come back and recover with no complaints.” and he’d frown. ”Fine. I’ll come back by the end of the day.” but of course, this young man had other plans of his own. He’d call his brother to pick him up, or he can just crawl the rest of his way back home. He supposed she wouldn’t drag him all the way back to the hospital. Not for someone her size, that is. And with such thoughts, he’d snicker. But she did good in helping him up, though. He had to give her credits for that. ”The beach. It’s not too far from here. I want to feel the wind. It calms me.” and his features would soften when he spoke of the shore. He remembered how the wind felt as if they were fingera brushing through his ombre locks, as if they felt like a mother’s kiss. It was one of his favourite places ever since he came here. It was absolutely stunning. The sight of it. ”Have you been to the beach? You really should. It’s very beautiful. The sand looked like diamonds when they glisten beneath the sunlight. It looked like.. heaven.” he chuckled, his voice a deep whisper as he spoke in such a gentle manner. To think someone like him was capable of throwing tantrums and being so rude. It was as if he’s a different person altogether. And he is. When he spoke of the things he loved so dearly. ▇ ▇▇ ▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇Out.Of.Crocodiles: he's a tough cookie dont judge him >:u Nahhhh it's finenenenene I like it emotion_awesome
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2016 7:44 am
❀ ❝Ⓒⓞⓡⓐⓛⓨⓝ Ⓓⓤⓑⓞⓘⓢ❞ ❀
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"There will come a prince, that will see right into my heart."
With her own skin flaming and her heart pounding against her chest, she passed a small smile at him before she looked away to try and stop these feelings. She wasn't really used to such kind of contact either, specially not with strangers. It was somewhat tolerable when she knew the person, quite a lot when she was close to them but she barely even knew the male. Not to mention how he instantly labelled her a pervert. With a slight frown, she waited till he was more stable against her, looking up to check on him, she'd notice him frown and tug her own lips in a disappointed frown. Might as well get this over with and get away from him before his negativity would get to her, she wouldn't want an unwanted display of her sensitive waterworks. Looking back up at him when he would agree, she could sense his displeasure with the idea but she smiled and nodded none the less. At least he agreed, even if it did seem half hearted. Before she could start heading outside with him, she noticed him snicker and raised a brow with a look on her face that tried to ask him what was wrong? Although, she'd quickly shake it off and walk him out of the hospital while she listened to him speak. The beach. Funny, she too liked the beach and the ocean, although it was partially because of her fondness to the story of "The little mermaid". It reminded her of that fictional character, the happy life she had under the sea and the man she could meet through it. Not to mention the shells she could find there! Oh, and the fun in the sand! Listening to him as she headed him that way, it sounded nicer than she imagined when he spoke about it. Now she really had to see it. Her reports could wait, her voice could wait, she had to see the place he seemed to be fond of. But why? She couldn't tell, probably because it was some place he liked? "The hospital was the first place I've been to when I moved here...but I have been to beaches outside here." she would say to him in response, enjoying him being less..grumpy and rather..gentle and sweet for a change. It felt nice to see this side of him. Hopefully she could see it more often. [Exit to le beach] ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇
Company: Camil || Mood: Calm || Single || ❀ || Where: Hospital || Listening to: || OOTD: Girly
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Lol danke xDD
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2016 9:11 am
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ＰＲＩＹＡ ＴＡＫＡＺＵＭＩ ❝ＷＩＴＨ ▸ Patients❞ ❀ ❝ＷＨＥＲＥ ▸ Hospital❞ ❀ ❝ＭＯＯＤ ▸ Happy❞ ❀ ❝ＭＯＮＥＹ ▸$975❞❀ ❝ＳＴＡＴＵＳ ▸ Single ❞
About Priya
Priya continued her rounds as she check on her patients with a smile that seemed to brighten them up as well. Her phone was on silent, so not to disturb her patients as she arrived back at the lobby to the reception desk.
❝ＯＯＣ ▸] ---❞
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2016 9:12 am
 Orion Quin "There is a beast in man that should be exercised, not exorcised” – Anton Lavey
"Fear makes the wolf bigger than he is. – German Proverb" ☪ Profile:Here ☪ Housing:1318 Ombre Housing District ☪ Status: Single ☪ Wallet: $1000 ☪ Job: Moonbucks Cafe manager ☪ Mood: strangely happy ☪ Feeling: light ☪ Thoughts: Text ☪ OCC: Text ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ Orion entered the hospital. he was slightly nervous and his hands shook a bit"Calm down "he thought to himself as he walked to the front desk "Excuse me ma'am I am here on a delivery to Priya. Can you point me in the right direction? " The front desk lady pointed in a general direction. Orion set off to deliver the coffee. He was still shaking a bit and a bit red.
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2016 9:21 am
Click for Tennyo form
ＰＲＩＹＡ ＴＡＫＡＺＵＭＩ ❝ＷＩＴＨ ▸ Orion?❞ ❀ ❝ＷＨＥＲＥ ▸ Hospital❞ ❀ ❝ＭＯＯＤ ▸ Concerned❞ ❀ ❝ＭＯＮＥＹ ▸$975❞❀ ❝ＳＴＡＴＵＳ ▸ Single ❞
About Priya
Priya saw Orion and tilted her head as she spoke, "Orion?" She walked towards him, her doctor's coat swaying with her step, hair tied pack in a ponytail. Her face was twinged with a pink blush as she looked upon him with concern, the subtle scent of strawberries and jasmine swirling around her. "Are you alright? Are you injured?" Her bright turquoise eyes began to glow as she scanned him up and down.
❝ＯＯＣ ▸] ---❞
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Posted: Fri Dec 30, 2016 9:28 am
Orion Quin "There is a beast in man that should be exercised, not exorcised” – Anton Lavey
"Fear makes the wolf bigger than he is. – German Proverb" ☪ Profile:Here ☪ Housing:1318 Ombre Housing District ☪ Status: Single ☪ Wallet: $1000 ☪ Job: Moonbucks Cafe manager ☪ Mood: strangely happy ☪ Feeling: nervous ☪ Thoughts: Text ☪ OCC: Text ▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇▇ Orion saw Priya she was beautiful as always he was still abnormally happy"No ma'am I am okay. I was sent on a delivery to bring you this coffee "He handed her the coffee. his face was pink. He took a deep breath "Ma'am.. Priya I have something to ask you as well. " He took another deep breath "Would you do me the honor of being my Valentine?" he paused and waited for the answer. he knew he may have been to forward and may have been too soon.
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