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 Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2016 1:43 am
Quoth The Raven: "Nevermore" 
Tyrese gently folded his fingers together, cracking his knuckles and taking in his house guest as he addressed the author with another question. To be honest, at Sela's age, he didn't feel secure with the thought of her being in school or an extended daycare. However, that was what people did now and days; Tyrese knew for himself he didn't have much time to watch her. And since Sinclair filled him in on Lillian having left again, he wasn't looking at many options. Though it made his stomach churn with disappointment, he nodded to the blonde. "Class start back after the holidays. She'll be attending." He revealed shortly, transferring the cake onto a cakepan and leaving it at the counter. Lillian wanted it more than he did, and what's more, the environment would be good for her. His head shook in distaste while he sputtered on to the next most question.
"I guess I'm just old school. It'll be fine if I do a floor a day, right?" He asked, though the question was really rhetorical. As a child, he grew up in a two bedroom apartment and he did most as the chores; as a teen, he and his uncle's split the chores to get them done faster. The point was, he was used to putting in some elbow grease and buckling down to get things done. That was nearly his motto and his way of life, one could say. He was a clean freak, same way as he obsessed over what he ate. Sela wasn't as exuberant about eating organic. By then, the father was being dragged into the living room. But sometime later, he had his freedom to return. He picked up the cake and made his way to where Sela and Devon were waiting. Sela ran to him as the less familiar male spoke to her. "Aren't you going to say thank you?" He hummed, ignoring how closely she trailed after his as he grabbed the gift reserved on the mantle. "Alright, let's hit the road."
[exit]
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ 『 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 Havens ✗ Devon, Sela ✗ Shared link: Sela Xmas✗ Is in human form ✗ Link to journal: none currently ✗ Family Xmas✗ Driving═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Out Of Chamomile:
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Posted: Mon Feb 08, 2016 1:12 pm
xxxx → ωєםиєsםαч, םєcємвєя ②⑦тн ←
םαч ③ σғ ⑧ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ⑧0 ◦
( ② мσитнs, ②① םαчs )
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Posted: Thu Feb 11, 2016 1:16 am
Quoth The Raven: "Nevermore"
Tyrese was doing a full-haul cleaning of the second floor of his three story home, his hands lifting a basket of clean laundry up the stairs to be ironed and folded for Sela. He hated that she practically lived out of her suitcase, but he couldn't renovate a room for her with his budget. Not nearly so soon after opening his place! That money was saved to prevent a sudden nose dive, and he'd already tapped into it over the medical bills and lack of hours on his check. No, Sela's room here would have to wait a little. However, the wolf still had an idea brewing on how he could give her a space of her own; the loft on the third floor starting to clutter with toys and her general...her-ness would be perfect. Which wasn't so bad, since she turned out to be a clean freak like himself. She picked up her toys most of the time, mostly swapping things out or of her own accord; she only got the stubborn lip when he himself told her he wanted the room clean. She usually tried to persuade him by saying she wasn't done playing yet. But hogwash! The man had been neglectful before now, but no more! One was never too young for responsibility. Kinda. Either way, she had to clean the damn space like he instructed.
That wasn't today's issue though, the father was only recounting his time and past experiences. Instead it was still early, and Sela wasn't stirring so easy. She threw a fit at moonrise yesterday, falling to the floor with a spasms until she shifted. It cut his visit with Aubrey several hours short to bring her home, admittedly, he should have known better on a blue moon. He took her home and bathed her, and after that she was out like a light. And so was he, for the first time in the days since he began looking for the missing Aubrey. He was outright unconscious until his alarm went off far too soon, and thus had him wide awake for the day. That had been when he got up and began his cleaning. He tried waking up the child, but she began to weep until he surrendered. He only insisted now because of the text he recieved. No 'I'm back, how are things' just a demand. He thought to refuse as if he had plans, but that would be cheating Sela. He lifted her out of bed, dressed her half sleeping form, and hauled her to the garage. Her dog followed, whining as it was shut out of the garage. It couldn't come indoor to a public resturant, and Ty was otherwise happy to be away from it.
[exit]
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ 『 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 Havens✗ Devon, Sela ✗ Shared link: Blue moon child✗ Is in human form ✗ Link to journal: none currently ✗ Blue moon man✗ Driving═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Out Of Chamomile:
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Posted: Mon Feb 22, 2016 12:37 pm
xxxx → sαтυяםαч, םєcємвєя ③0тн ←
םαч ⑥ σғ ⑧ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ⑧③ ◦
( ② мσитнs, ②④ םαчs )
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Posted: Mon Mar 21, 2016 1:13 am
〖★Clothing: Clothing ★Money: $1000 ★Mood: Groggy, Lonely〗 Izzy walked from her house all the way to Lumeire with a slight smile on her face, she hadn't thought that it would last this long but, lo and behold, apparently photo's lasted five years. Izzy looked around, recognizing bluebell's house immediately and she walked up the stairs and took the tape dispenser she had put in her pocket before leaving her house and pulled a little piece of tape off and taped the Michael Caine signed autograph to the door before she knocked several times on the door, and then rang the door bell six or seven times before she left. The back of the autograph would have a little note on the back that said "Hey, Bluebell. I found this when I was going though some things and I couldn't help but remember a really awesome day. I think I promised you a copy of this guys autograph, but I seem to have the original and I thought you might like it -Isabella "Izzy"" it was signed Isabella with a heart over the I in Isabella and in Izzy. ((Exit))
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx〖★Pocket Items:nothing〗OOC: just doing this so I can stop thinking of ideas to do here. end scene.
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Posted: Mon Apr 04, 2016 8:44 pm
xxxx → мσиםαч, נαиυαяч ①sт ←
םαч ⑧ σғ ⑧ υитιℓ тιмє sкιρ
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☾☼ ιи-яρ םαчs sιиcє ℓ.σ. σρєиєם: ☼☽
◦ םαч ⑧⑤ ◦
( ② мσитнs, ②⑥ םαчs )
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Posted: Thu May 12, 2016 11:26 pm
 〖★Clothing: Golden ★Money: $1000 ★Mood: Scared〗Isabella was frightened and she was reeling from the night at the beach, her long blonde hair was loose and flicking around her heart shaped face. Last night had been scary for her...no, more then that. It had been traumatizing. It had brought back all the things that her phycologist had made head way in, and everything she had tried to repress. Her hand was resting on the dark brand on her flesh, three snakes coming from the center to create a circle. She could have sworn she had seen him, Shişsuo, that long black hair that fell down to the ground, those sinly silver eyes and fiendish smile with those horrible sharp teeth. Izzy felt the itch return to her skin as she pressed her hand to the brand and brought the other one just above her right breast where a small scar that hardly lingered still sat. Izzy took a deep breath as she let a shiver pass though her body, her disheveled hair hiding her face as she curled up a little bit more as if to hide herself. She didn't know how she had come to where she was now, in front of...whos house was this? Tyrese's? She hoped it was his anyway. He was the only one she trusted right now, sure her father was in town but he was so controlling and harsh, he would probably go destroy the demon that had kidnapped her if she just opened up to him, but she know he would also end so many people's livelyhood's to find him, and her phycologist was spending the new years with her family back in America. So the only one that she trusted right now, was the man whos porch she sat on right now. At the very least she hoped she could, she didn't want to be alone right now.
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx〖★Pocket Items: Phone 〗
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Posted: Sun May 15, 2016 3:51 am
 Quoth The Raven: "Nevermore"═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
✗ Izzy ||| ✗ 1501 Lumiere ||| ✗ Is wearing Jan 1st
✗ Journal: Updated 04/17 ||| ✗ Driving ||| ✗ Last Purchase: $5 Daily Pass
✗ Last Location:1201 Pasadena ||| ✗ Sela is Present and
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═Tyrese parked in the driveway of his home, sighing deeply as he pulled his keys from the ignition and climbed from behind the wheel. He’d already spotted the blonde as he rounded the corner, turning to his passenger seat and dragging out his duffle bag before approaching the front porch of his home. She easily looked like she’d gone through hell, which made him wonder if she’d been at the beach yesterday. He wouldn’t remember seeing her, since everyone looked like Aubrey Teagan that afternoon. It freaked him the hell out, enough so that he left almost immediately after it began. Aubrey had been freaking out too, everyone had. That must have included Izzy. The wolf extended his hand to the blonde, the other shuffling the strap of his bag onto his shoulder so he could work his key into his lock and get the door open. ”Everything okay?’ He asked, making sure she was on her feet before motioning her ahead. Even if she wanted to say something without coming inside, he wouldn’t comply. She could come in and he could start settling into his rightful place. It was cold out besides. Walking inside, Ty yawned into his hand and closed the door behind them. He dropped his bag at the entrance, placing his hand at the small of the genie’s back and motioning her to his couch. Without a doubt she wanted something, she was here notably early looking notably unwell. Hopefully she wasn’t hurt. ═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
『Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋Funds: $462.75』 『 Temper┋✎✎✎✎✎┋Stress┋✎✎✎✎✎┋Happiness lvls┋✎✎✎✎✎』"My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY Havens
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═  Out Of Chamomile: forgot I broke the quote before I submitted
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2016 1:08 am
〖★Clothing: Golden ★Money: $1000 ★Mood: Scared〗Isabella was shaking by the time she heard the car engine, she felt like a Chihuahua had become her spirit animal and she was so scared. She didn't think it was Tyrese at first and she was already ready to turn into the soulless black smoke that swirled though her body if he wasn't who he was. If it was anyone else she would change into smoke and vanish, but luckily it was him, and when she turned her head up to look at him her frightened unstable eyes seemed to center slightly, focusing on only him, the world around her faded out as she saw the one person in all of Soliel that could...well, sort of hell her right now. He didn't even need to really do anything, she just needed to be around someone familiar. Izzy hadn't changed from last night even though she had gone home, despite crashing her motorcycle into a tree last night and turning to smoke. She had been paranoid and had thought she had saw Shişsuo in the middle of the road and she had veered to far right and slammed into a tree, she had turned to smoke to avoid injury, thank goodness, but she had severely damaged her bike, not that that was prevalent in her mind at the time, or even now. The only think she could dwell on where two things Tyrese and Shişsuo. When she had made it home the night before she couldn't sleep, she couldn't close her eyes because very time she blinked she saw a flash of those horrible predatory eyes, she had held onto a knife in the corner of her room the entire night, she was to afraid to leave her home while it was dark and her house could have been a beacon in the darkness with all the lights turned on as they where, but as soon as she saw the dawn she had bolted, at first toward her fathers house, but then she had changed her mind and went to Tyrese's, she didn't want her father to see her this far gone. So as she took Tyrese's hand with her shaking fingers and brought herself up she was shivering from the cold of being in her gold swim suite the entire night. Izzy wouldn't do anything or say anything as she walked into the house, hardly keeping herself upright on her stumbling feet before she made it to the sofa and sat down, curling her small body up so she could hug her knees to her chest and bring her head down to the tops, her body refusing to stop shaking "I...I don't know...no" she whispered "C-can I bug you for something w-warm...Tea...Coffee...Water would even work" she managed to get out "please." she asked, as she brought her head up slightly, rubbing her arms in an attempt to warm herself up and make the goosebumps disappear. OOC: That's fine >><<
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx〖★Pocket Items: Phone 〗
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2016 2:24 am
Quoth The Raven: "Nevermore"═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
✗ Izzy ||| ✗ 1501 Lumiere ||| ✗ Is wearing Jan 1st
✗ Journal: Updated 04/17 ||| ✗ Driving ||| ✗ Last Purchase: $5 Daily Pass
✗ Last Location:1201 Pasadena ||| ✗ Sela is Present and
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Tyrese wasn't especially shaken by the sight in front of him, either because he'd seen worse or he didn't have it in him to become frantic par the usual. He was worried about her, for what that's worth; he continued to figure she was on the beach last night- not quite ready to assume that she was on his porch in lingerie should the first thing not be true. 'Clothing' also being a generous way of describing what coverup she did have right now. The wolf nodded to her request, turning on his heel as he pulled off his scarf and stuck a fresh cigarette between his lips. Couldn't have these in front of Aubrey. He grabbed a blanket and a shirt from his laundry room, stopping at the thermostat to turn on the heater before returning to Izzy and laying the supplies on the arm of the couch beside her. "Coming right up on the tea." He said on his way past, hands busy lighting his cigarette and pulling it away from his lips to exhale his first long drag. The smoke shuttered out of his lungs, reliving his nerves .and keeping his mind on the present. Although he rarely did so, the wolf took the faster route and mircrowaved a cup of water- knowing it'd boil a little faster that way. It didn't take long at all before he was bringing the blonde a cup, carefully sinking down beside her and leaning forward to snuff out his cigarette in the ash tray. "Need anything else? You look like you should eat." He asked, placing the cancer stick down and waving off the last of the smoke. He was able to turn to her then, his brows furrowed slightly. ═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
『Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋Funds: $462.75』 『 Temper┋✎✎✎✎✎┋Stress┋✎✎✎✎✎┋Happiness lvls┋✎✎✎✎✎』"My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY Havens
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2016 2:46 am
〖★Clothing: Golden ★Money: $1000 ★Mood: Scared 〗 Izzy looked up at Tyrese and she nodded her head slowly as she tried to calm herself down, taking deep breaths in though her nose and letting them out though her mouth as she slowly uncurled, letting her bare feet touch the ground "I'm sorry for showing up" she said softly as she brought her blue eyes up in order to look at him for a second before she swallowed hard, reaching out to grab the cup of hot water as she let it rest between her hands, watching as he put the cigarette our "M-my therapist is out of town and I didn't want to see my father s-so..." she let her eyes dart to the side for a second in order to look out the window, the brand on her hip, three interlocking snakes forming a circle, could be seen now as she didn't try to hide it, the scars running up and down her left arm standing out with the gold of the bikini top. Izzy shook her head when he offered her something to eat "as good of a cook as you are I wouldn't be able to enjoy it" Izzy stated, swallowing hard as she took a drink of the hot water "It would only come back up and I would hate to waste it" Izzy tried to smile playfully at him but she couldn't bring her lips to stop trembling. It was then that Izzy's eyes where brought back to the cigarette that was snuffed out in the ash tray, she could feel the smoke resonating though out her body, calling for her, and a shiver went though her "Can I have one?" Izzy asked as she brought her eyes over to him "They look warm" Izzy said softly as she put the cup down on the coffee table.OOC: Sorry for the Tri-quote, the layout messed up, and then I accidently double posted. 〖★Pocket Items: Cellular Device, Hot Tea〗
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Posted: Mon May 16, 2016 3:34 am
Quoth The Raven: "Nevermore"═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
✗ Izzy ||| ✗ 1501 Lumiere ||| ✗ Is wearing Jan 1st
✗ Journal: Updated 04/17 ||| ✗ Driving ||| ✗ Last Purchase: $5 Daily Pass
✗ Last Location:1201 Pasadena ||| ✗ Sela is Present and
═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ Tyrese folded one arm along the couch, his left ankle rested on his right knee as he turned slightly towards the female. Izzy began to slowly uncurl herself, his hand motioning for her to use the blanket and shirt to her discretion. He hasn't been here except to grab clothes over the last month and a half, so it was close to frigid in here from the system being turned off. No use running up the power bill to keep the house tempered if no one was here. It would be a while before the house warmed again, though luckily for them the weather was getting warmer. The wolf scoffed her apology as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Think nothing of it." He didn't know what her dad was like and he'd always been the touch and go type with his own therapist. Might just be time to start seeing him again. Nevertheless, he didn't mind extending his services to someone who really needed it. It didn't come with its share of convenience for distracting him from his own problems either. He was searching her face when she turned down the idea of food, one brow hitching higher than the other for a moment. He shrugged, "Okay so, I'll wait an hour and make something that'll be easy on your stomach." He decided, lifting up enough to pull the carton of cigarettes out of his back pocket and remove one. He didn't question her interest, only handing her the stick and striking the lighter to ignite it for her. "I can start the fireplace if you want more warmth." He further offered, carefully keeping track of her expressions and her body language. He lifted his hand, taking it off the back of the couch to ruffle her hair. "So what's got your feathers ruffled, short stack. Do I need to hunt someone down for ya?" He asked, mentioning the last part half in joke more than anything. He would if that happened to be the case, he knew she didn't look so disheveled for nothing. ═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═ ║═
『Estate #: 1504 Lumiere ┋Funds: $462.75』 『 Temper┋✎✎✎✎✎┋Stress┋✎✎✎✎✎┋Happiness lvls┋✎✎✎✎✎』"My words are useless if they don't deconstruct the limitations that keep the creativity in you from flourishing." -TY Havens
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