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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2016 8:22 pm
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Posted: Mon Jun 27, 2016 10:03 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2016 10:50 am
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2016 5:26 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2016 5:46 pm
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xxxx ♫ Solaris Windstorm ♫ xxxx xxxxThe Fallen Angel Violinistxxxx
”My song can be a hymn accompanying your victory, or an elegy chronicling your demise… ”
Residence: 1122 Etoile Housing District ┊Occupation: Amour de la Mer Chef ₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪₪
At the presence of Noah, Solaris simply stared at the two engaging in a conversation. She didn't want to butt in, considering that the talk was about the business. By the time the smoke illusionist left the place, she finally spoke. "I'm not that much into potions, to be honest. While a portion of the fallen angel population is attuned to witchcraft with these things, I'm more into music. I'm just having a different taste." She laughed nervously at the compliment about her cooking. "Thanks a lot. Well, hoping that your payday is worth spending time here at the front. I do have to wait for mine as well at the end of the month."
At the offering of the seat, the girl accepted, sitting down. She felt the soft cushion against her rear as Luka asked the question. "I'm fine. I had finished with my errand for groceries, ate my lunch and took a nap before coming here. Life here in Soleil is indeed amazing. I just wish I can see more people who are musically inclined, like Priya and Mel. Priya's the doctor in the hospital while Mel is the manager of the candy store. Plus, I'm happy to see more people interested in my music."
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2016 6:17 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2016 7:46 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2016 8:28 pm
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Posted: Wed Jun 29, 2016 10:26 pm
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Posted: Sat Jul 02, 2016 5:13 am
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Ʌηɡϵl ζɩoɳɩs _________________
Raphael ║ 23 ║ Single ║Model x
☯ Sweetheart I'm here for you. To see your pretty face.. I'd defy all the stars. To capture your embrace... ☯
Enter Angel wasn't himself today. He hasn't been himself since he met Crevan. Just this morning he had caught himself staring a his reflection, wondering what Crevan didn't see in him. Why wasn't he good enough for his troubled fox? The tanned male had recalled how flirtatious Crevan had been towards a few women when they last met, and had finally drawn the conclusion that he would never be good enough unless he was a girl. Thus, began his search for a potion which could change his gender. Maybe if he was a female, then Crevan might fall in love with him? Angel had heard that this store had what he needed, so he had naturally bought himself a new outfit and brought it along with him as he journeyed to this strange store. The feline's heterochromia eyes widened as he entered the store and looked around. Money wasn't a problem so no matter how expensive the potion was, Angel would get it. He had to. It was the only hope he had left of winning his beloved's heart. The desperate male ignored everyone in the store, keeping his focus solely on the task at hand. His body was tense, as if he were preparing himself for disappointment. But he visibly relaxed when he finally spotted the potion which could solve all his problems. Angela's features lit up as he grasped the small bottle in his hand and brought it to the counter. He paid with a hundred dollar bill, darting out of the store as soon as the money left his hands. He didn't even wait for his change. He didn't even think to get an antidote in case something went wrong. All he cared about was making Crevan fall in love with him. Obviously the thought of buying a potion which would force Crevan to fall in love with him, also hadn't occurred to the excited feline. Even though that would have been the wiser choice. It was too late now. Exit
☯ Sweetheart I'm holding out. Sweetheart we're pulling through.. Sweetheart I'm reaching out. Only to get to you.. ☯
I Never Wanted You To Leave... But I Have To Let You Go...
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Posted: Sun Jul 03, 2016 11:08 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 03, 2016 11:54 pm
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Posted: Thu Oct 06, 2016 4:24 pm
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╭☆Lanariel!☆╮ Pezzle's Potions was the place of employment for Lanariel Sylmae, it was a stroke of luck that she managed to find a job doing something that she loved. As usual the woman arrived early, taking her time in brewing a few fresh batches of of the daily potions before she flipped the sign from closed to open. Her long blond haired swayed back and forth behind her as she walked around the store, gathering whatever supplies she needed next. Now that she had finished creating the hard potions, the time sensitive ones, she would begin a few that she could just let sit, simmering over the fire.
The day was slow, business was slow yet Lanariel continued to wander the shop, working with a smile on her face. After she arranged everything on the shelves and dusted them off she returned to the front counter, standing beside her potions brewing, awaiting the next customer to arrive at Pezzle's Potions.
⋮F U N D S $1,000 ⋮O T H E R I am currently relaxed while preparing potions at work in Pezzle's Potions.
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