People are capable of kindness beyond angels yet we also commit sins that would put a demon to shame
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Mar 24, 2019 11:45:01 GMT
Post by Erika Bellefonte on Mar 24, 2019 11:45:01 GMT
[googlefont="Krub"] [attr="class","boxhover"] SHE HAD A WHISKEY-SIPPING SKINNY DIPPING SMILE [attr="class","boldtext2"]Feeling the urge to clap her hands together excitedly, but resisting, the brunette didn't hesitate to lift herself off the barstool. The corners of her lips quirked upward as she looked at the male: She could tell he wasn't one hundred percent into it, but she was glad he'd agreed nonetheless.
"Lead the way." She simply said, one hand moving outward to gesture towards the door. "The show is yours, after all." Her hand dropped back down against her side. "I wouldn't dare impose, so how about you should me some of your favorite places that are still close by?"
She had to admit that she was getting a little excited, which was a rather rare emotion for the telekinetic these days.
"And if you need some liquid courage, there's a store a few blocks away that sell the best damn tequila you'll ever taste." And of course Erika knew: Tequila was her thing, after all. Always had been, always would be. Even the end of the world as they knew it couldn't change that. [newclass=".boldtext2 b"]font-family:Krub; color: #7a4d6e;[/newclass] [newclass=".elite"]width:200px;height:30px;background-color:#7a4d6e;float:left;margin-left:-120px;text-transform:uppercase;font-family;Krub;font-size:9px;line-height:30px;color:#fff;margin-top:30px;text-shadow:1.5px 1.5px #000;[/newclass] [newclass=.boxhover]height:200px;width:500px;background-color:#333333;-webkit-transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;[/newclass] [newclass=.boxhover:hover]background-color:#f5de6e;-webkit-transition-duration:1s;-moz-transition-duration:1s;transition-duration:1s;opacity:0.5;[/newclass] |
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People are capable of kindness beyond angels yet we also commit sins that would put a demon to shame
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Mar 24, 2019 11:41:07 GMT
Post by Erika Bellefonte on Mar 24, 2019 11:41:07 GMT
[googlefont="Krub"] [attr="class","boxhover"] SHE HAD A WHISKEY-SIPPING SKINNY DIPPING SMILE [attr="class","boldtext2"]A grin spread across the brunette's features. "I always over pack." She commented simply, as if it was the simplest thing in the world. When you had enough money to buy enough clothes to last you five lifetimes, it was hard not to. Besides, fashion had always been something that interested her, and one never knew what one needed before one got there. "Huh." She mused then. "Something Drew Conner doesn't know. Color me impressed." Unable to hide the amusement from her expression, Erika moved to the side, bumping her shoulder against Drew's.
A heavy sigh of defeat escaped the brunette's lips. He'd gotten her there and they both knew it. "Ahh." She shook her head. "The magic words." She continued, but quickly added. "Keep whispering such sweet nothings and I might make it a week."
As the duo rounded the corner, the ice cream truck became visible and it didn't take the brunette long before she started skipping towards it, her thoughts having already moved on to sweeter things. Chocolate. Tutti frutti. Blueberries. [newclass=".boldtext2 b"]font-family:Krub; color: #7a4d6e;[/newclass] [newclass=".elite"]width:200px;height:30px;background-color:#7a4d6e;float:left;margin-left:-120px;text-transform:uppercase;font-family;Krub;font-size:9px;line-height:30px;color:#fff;margin-top:30px;text-shadow:1.5px 1.5px #000;[/newclass] [newclass=.boxhover]height:200px;width:500px;background-color:#333333;-webkit-transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;[/newclass] [newclass=.boxhover:hover]background-color:#f5de6e;-webkit-transition-duration:1s;-moz-transition-duration:1s;transition-duration:1s;opacity:0.5;[/newclass] |
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People are capable of kindness beyond angels yet we also commit sins that would put a demon to shame
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Mar 24, 2019 11:35:56 GMT
Post by Erika Bellefonte on Mar 24, 2019 11:35:56 GMT
[googlefont="Krub"] [attr="class","tab"]13:17 [attr="class","tab3"]💬 [attr="class","tab1"]📶 [attr="class","tab2"]🔋 [attr="class","tab4"]100% [attr="class","message"] Funny.
Looks like someone got their humor back
And he's not that bad
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People are capable of kindness beyond angels yet we also commit sins that would put a demon to shame
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Mar 14, 2019 21:30:40 GMT
Post by Erika Bellefonte on Mar 14, 2019 21:30:40 GMT
[googlefont="Krub"] [attr="class","boxhover"] SHE HAD A WHISKEY-SIPPING SKINNY DIPPING SMILE [attr="class","boldtext2"]Lifting her own glass in turn, the brunette offered him something of a grin before the glass touched her lips. Dipping her head back, she allowed the bitter liquid to fill her mouth before it slid down her throat, leaving a familiar, and welcome burning ache. Putting the glass back upon the counter, she allowed herself a moment to enjoy the burn that settled in the pit of her stomach.
But only for a second.
Turning her attention back towards the male, Erika's expression quickly turned somewhat amused. "The word." Her eyebrows rose, as if daring him to turn her down. Then, she offered him a shrug: "Got anything better to do right now?" She didn't, that much was certain, but then, it wasn't as if she would hold it against him if he declined the offer.
She couldn't very well expect him to have as much free time on his hands as she did. For all she knew, he had an early shift in the morning and only came here to end the night with some... Well, she wouldn't necessarily call a bar a quiet place, but it certainly was peaceful. "Well?" [newclass=".boldtext2 b"]font-family:Krub; color: #7a4d6e;[/newclass] [newclass=".elite"]width:200px;height:30px;background-color:#7a4d6e;float:left;margin-left:-120px;text-transform:uppercase;font-family;Krub;font-size:9px;line-height:30px;color:#fff;margin-top:30px;text-shadow:1.5px 1.5px #000;[/newclass] [newclass=.boxhover]height:200px;width:500px;background-color:#333333;-webkit-transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;[/newclass] [newclass=.boxhover:hover]background-color:#f5de6e;-webkit-transition-duration:1s;-moz-transition-duration:1s;transition-duration:1s;opacity:0.5;[/newclass] |
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People are capable of kindness beyond angels yet we also commit sins that would put a demon to shame
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Mar 14, 2019 21:26:35 GMT
Post by Erika Bellefonte on Mar 14, 2019 21:26:35 GMT
[googlefont="Krub"] [attr="class","boxhover"] SHE HAD A WHISKEY-SIPPING SKINNY DIPPING SMILE [attr="class","boldtext2"]"Sounds good to me." She replied simply, eyes moving towards the dark sky. It was still odd to her, even though she was so used to traveling. In Kalispell, one could always see the stars, but here in the big city, they were harder to find. There were too many lights, too much of everything.
While Erika had never minded the big cities across the world, it was hard not to get homesick.
Dallas, though, she didn't think she'd ever been. "What's the weather like there, anyway?" She asked, brown eyes snapping back down. "Am I going to be able to work on my tan, or should I bring a fluffy coat that makes me look like a penguin?" Her eyebrows shot up curiously, though there was still a hint of amusement to them.
"If there's snow, I'm not going." She quickly added, with a warning. Could there even be snow in Texas? [newclass=".boldtext2 b"]font-family:Krub; color: #7a4d6e;[/newclass] [newclass=".elite"]width:200px;height:30px;background-color:#7a4d6e;float:left;margin-left:-120px;text-transform:uppercase;font-family;Krub;font-size:9px;line-height:30px;color:#fff;margin-top:30px;text-shadow:1.5px 1.5px #000;[/newclass] [newclass=.boxhover]height:200px;width:500px;background-color:#333333;-webkit-transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;[/newclass] [newclass=.boxhover:hover]background-color:#f5de6e;-webkit-transition-duration:1s;-moz-transition-duration:1s;transition-duration:1s;opacity:0.5;[/newclass] |
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People are capable of kindness beyond angels yet we also commit sins that would put a demon to shame
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Mar 11, 2019 23:07:30 GMT
Post by Erika Bellefonte on Mar 11, 2019 23:07:30 GMT
[googlefont="Krub"] [attr="class","boxhover"] SHE HAD A WHISKEY-SIPPING SKINNY DIPPING SMILE [attr="class","boldtext2"]"I'm not sure enjoyable is the word I'd use." She mused, turning her head to look around the room. While she didn't necessarily mind the scene, she had never been too fond of drunk people while she was still sober, and being drunk off her wits wouldn't make her story very believable. Perhaps she should have chosen a different answer, after all.
"I'm not sure anyone do." She added, the corner of her lips quirking upward into something akin to light amusement, though, she quickly shrugged it off. "But it pays, so there's that." At least she was sounding like she was telling the truth. That was something. But then, it wasn't as if she'd made a very complex story for herself.
It was easy enough to carry along.
"How about you show me around anyway?" She suggested, quirking a quizzical eyebrow in his direction. "I haven't been in Portland very long, and I doubt it could hurt to know more about the place." Before allowing the man a chance to respond, Erika raised two fingers at the bartender and pointed at her tequila shot, then gestured towards the man next to her.
"On me." [newclass=".boldtext2 b"]font-family:Krub; color: #7a4d6e;[/newclass] [newclass=".elite"]width:200px;height:30px;background-color:#7a4d6e;float:left;margin-left:-120px;text-transform:uppercase;font-family;Krub;font-size:9px;line-height:30px;color:#fff;margin-top:30px;text-shadow:1.5px 1.5px #000;[/newclass] [newclass=.boxhover]height:200px;width:500px;background-color:#333333;-webkit-transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;[/newclass] [newclass=.boxhover:hover]background-color:#f5de6e;-webkit-transition-duration:1s;-moz-transition-duration:1s;transition-duration:1s;opacity:0.5;[/newclass] |
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People are capable of kindness beyond angels yet we also commit sins that would put a demon to shame
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Mar 11, 2019 23:02:42 GMT
Post by Erika Bellefonte on Mar 11, 2019 23:02:42 GMT
[googlefont="Krub"] [attr="class","boxhover"] SHE HAD A WHISKEY-SIPPING SKINNY DIPPING SMILE [attr="class","boldtext2"]A roll to the brunette's eyes was offered once their lips had parted. "Of course." She replied, amused. She supposed she shouldn't have been surprised and in a way, expected as much. "I guess it's a good thing, then, that my name is all over the school." She could get away with one more week of missing classes.
"Though, I'd say my answer relies heavily on how much 'weekend' and how much 'work' will be related." She raised her eyebrows, as if challenging him: Though, if nothing else, she supposed she could always find something interesting that Dallas had to offer that could occupy her time, if needed.
"But right now..." She quickly continued, putting an end to whatever comeback Drew might have had ready. "Ice cream." A slender, olive tanned arm reached out and fingers curled around the dip of his elbow. [newclass=".boldtext2 b"]font-family:Krub; color: #7a4d6e;[/newclass] [newclass=".elite"]width:200px;height:30px;background-color:#7a4d6e;float:left;margin-left:-120px;text-transform:uppercase;font-family;Krub;font-size:9px;line-height:30px;color:#fff;margin-top:30px;text-shadow:1.5px 1.5px #000;[/newclass] [newclass=.boxhover]height:200px;width:500px;background-color:#333333;-webkit-transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;[/newclass] [newclass=.boxhover:hover]background-color:#f5de6e;-webkit-transition-duration:1s;-moz-transition-duration:1s;transition-duration:1s;opacity:0.5;[/newclass] |
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Post by Erika Bellefonte on Mar 9, 2019 14:51:37 GMT
[googlefont="Krub"] [attr="class","boxhover"] SHE HAD A WHISKEY-SIPPING SKINNY DIPPING SMILE [attr="class","boldtext2"]"Ah." She simply commented: She supposed it was fitting in a way, and tacky enough that it worked, too. Even Erika could notice the change within Everett's eyes: It was a curious thing, if nothing else, but not enough to front any kind of reaction. This new world had changed them all–it would be foolish to think it wouldn't change even the most naive of them.
Once again, the telekinetic found herself looking over the room: She was glad she had come at such a late time. While she didn't know how many people usually gathered here, she couldn't imagine that it would be considered anywhere safe to be hanging around larger numbers of mutants. All it took was one skittish mutant to reveal them all. "I'll be sure to pass the message along–if I find anyone else in a similar situation." It wasn't her secret to share.
The telekinetic made no move to pick up the bundles, despite the male's insistence. She didn't need them, nor did she really see a point in carrying them around if she didn't. It would only slow her down–and make heads turn. "I think you're better suited to find someone who needs them." She mused, brown eyes flickering about the room. "I'm not the one who owns a restaurant."
Curiously, the brunette tilted her head: "I don't hate you." A small smile that didn't quite reach the brunette's eyes crossed her lips just as a chuckle found its way past her lips. "Erika, 'I'm dead inside' Bellefonte." She repeated. "Sounds like someone we know." Well, except the name was different, of course. Elsa had always been the more dispassionate of the two. "Well." She quickly added. "Knew." She finished, slightly amused. She wondered how much of it had been made public, or how much of it had spread. She briefly wondered if anyone even cared: The Bellefonte family hadn't been the only family to fall that night.
It was a fair question, that he offered. Though, in truth, it made no difference whatsoever. Her words still rang true: She couldn't really stop him if he truly wanted to tell someone where she was. It was always a risk, running into familiar faces. "Feel free to tell him." She simply said instead. She furrowed her brows at that, as if considering. "But please do not make the mistake of thinking that he can help: He can't." [newclass=".boldtext2 b"]font-family:Krub; color: #7a4d6e;[/newclass] [newclass=".elite"]width:200px;height:30px;background-color:#7a4d6e;float:left;margin-left:-120px;text-transform:uppercase;font-family;Krub;font-size:9px;line-height:30px;color:#fff;margin-top:30px;text-shadow:1.5px 1.5px #000;[/newclass] [newclass=.boxhover]height:200px;width:500px;background-color:#333333;-webkit-transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;[/newclass] [newclass=.boxhover:hover]background-color:#f5de6e;-webkit-transition-duration:1s;-moz-transition-duration:1s;transition-duration:1s;opacity:0.5;[/newclass] |
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Post by Erika Bellefonte on Mar 9, 2019 14:33:05 GMT
[googlefont="Krub"] [attr="class","boxhover"] SHE HAD A WHISKEY-SIPPING SKINNY DIPPING SMILE [attr="class","boldtext2"]Pursing her lips, the brunette found herself once again considering the male's words: She supposed it wasn't too odd for someone to do any kind of research when offering the proper reasoning behind it. Perhaps she could say she was a journalist, writing a piece about Portland's history. Maybe she was a college student, doing research for one of her papers.
"I'm writing an article about Portland's nightlife." She said, lifting her head to gaze about the room. "I go to a different bar or club every night." She continued as her brown eyes returned to the man's. She offered him a shrug.
"Ah, that makes sense." Though, one would expect a shower was a reasonable thing to consider before going out, but that was really none of her business.
Still, as the man continued, his words were met with a quirked brow. Hidden gems? Well, that sure sounded like something that wouldn't hurt knowing about. "Oh? You've caught my attention." Her lips curled back into a pleasant, yet attentive smile. "Maybe I'll be lucky enough that I'll find something better to write about than drunk people." [newclass=".boldtext2 b"]font-family:Krub; color: #7a4d6e;[/newclass] [newclass=".elite"]width:200px;height:30px;background-color:#7a4d6e;float:left;margin-left:-120px;text-transform:uppercase;font-family;Krub;font-size:9px;line-height:30px;color:#fff;margin-top:30px;text-shadow:1.5px 1.5px #000;[/newclass] [newclass=.boxhover]height:200px;width:500px;background-color:#333333;-webkit-transition-duration:.3s;-moz-transition-duration:.3s;transition-duration:.3s;[/newclass] [newclass=.boxhover:hover]background-color:#f5de6e;-webkit-transition-duration:1s;-moz-transition-duration:1s;transition-duration:1s;opacity:0.5;[/newclass] |
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People are capable of kindness beyond angels yet we also commit sins that would put a demon to shame
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Post by Erika Bellefonte on Mar 2, 2019 19:46:05 GMT
[googlefont="Krub"] SHE HAD A WHISKEY-SIPPING SKINNY DIPPING SMILE | [attr="class","boldtext"]As she turned, she found the male doing the exact same thing. A curious thing, of course, but not an entirely unwelcome one. From the corner of her eye, she could see him rubbing his hands, though paid it little mind. When their hands clasped, the telekinetic offered him a firm shake. "Likewise, Flynn."
The brunette's attention was quickly captured as the tequila shot was placed before her. With practiced ease, she lifted the small glass to her lips, and at the same time, dipped her head back. The bitter liquid sent a familiar burn down her throat. She placed the glass back upon the counter and with an amused expression, she contemplated the question:
It didn't take a genius to guess why he'd asked, and while Erika had never been considered an artist with the written word, there was several ways she could be playing this. "Off and on." She mused, turning her brown eyed gaze to the man, Flynn.
"I do a lot of research, so it helps writing my thoughts down." She continued with an off-handed shrug. "Makes sorting through them later a little bit easier."
At least she wasn't lying.
"What about you?" She asked, and with a tilted head, she gestured to the the specs of dust and dirt that seemingly fell from him, though she couldn't quite pinpoint its source. |
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Post by Erika Bellefonte on Mar 2, 2019 19:39:12 GMT
[googlefont="Krub"] [attr="class","tab"]13:14 [attr="class","tab3"]💬 [attr="class","tab1"]📶 [attr="class","tab2"]🔋 [attr="class","tab4"]100% [attr="class","message"] Both it is
Alright. Have it your way.
Do you want anything else while I'm here?
I'm not doing a second run for you, so you better be sure
If you don't tell me now, you'll be going to the store yourself
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Feb 28, 2019 12:44:42 GMT
Post by Erika Bellefonte on Feb 28, 2019 12:44:42 GMT
[googlefont="Krub"] [attr="class","tab"]13:11 [attr="class","tab3"]💬 [attr="class","tab1"]📶 [attr="class","tab2"]🔋 [attr="class","tab4"]100% [attr="class","message"] Your loss then
Fine. Have it your way. Though, tequila is way better than wine
But that's just me
Someone needs to keep your sorry ass alive, and what good would it do you if we were all drunk off our asses?
You didn't think of that, did you
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Feb 28, 2019 12:42:15 GMT
Post by Erika Bellefonte on Feb 28, 2019 12:42:15 GMT
[googlefont="Krub"] SHE HAD A WHISKEY-SIPPING SKINNY DIPPING SMILE | [attr="class","boldtext"]It wasn't until the attention so clearly was directed at her that the telekinetic lifted her gaze. For a second, she stared at the bartender before her brown hues turned towards the stranger who, at some point, had taken up the seat next to her. Her eyes narrowed as she took him in: She didn't recognize him, though, given their surroundings, that was hardly much of a surprise. It could be as much of a good thing as it could have been bad:
If the last five years had taught Erika anything, it was that one could never be too careful.
The second thing she'd learned was to never turn down a free drink when offered.
Narrowed eyes filled with suspicion quickly washed away and was replaced by a loopsided smile. "Tequila." She simply responded: Her poison of choice.
Slender fingers moved over the small notebook in front of her before closing the page. Fingers curled around the smooth surface as she lifted it and put it into the inside pocket of her leather jacket. Halfway spinning on the bar stool, the telekinetic turned to properly face her new friend. Eyes swept over him, taking in his appearance: He was cute, though perhaps a little refined. There was pieces of dirt surrounding him, though not overly noticeable. The obvious conclusion would be that he was someone who worked with his hands. Physical labor, perhaps.
Reaching out a hand then, plump lips curled upwards into a friendly smile. "Eri." |
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People are capable of kindness beyond angels yet we also commit sins that would put a demon to shame
Mutant
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Feb 28, 2019 12:35:09 GMT
Post by Erika Bellefonte on Feb 28, 2019 12:35:09 GMT
[googlefont="Krub"] SHE HAD A WHISKEY-SIPPING SKINNY DIPPING SMILE | [attr="class","boldtext"]Shutting the door behind her, the telekinetic leaned against the smooth and cool wooden surface as she allowed her brown eyes to sweep over the room before her. There was little that truly stood out to her, and while the office itself certainly was grand, it was just an office. Similar to every other office she'd seen before it.
What truly captured the brunette's attention, though, was not the office or the interior, but the male whose back was facing her. Plump lips curled upward into something of a smirk before they pursed. The tone of his voice wasn't lost on her, of course. "It's okay." She spoke, though didn't move from her place against the door.
"Did you know that the receptionist is incredibly good at multitasking?" She asked then, tilting her head. "It's rather impressive, actually." And that was saying something, given how she'd spent greater parts of her life around mutants with various powers that could achieve the same. "She was staring right at me, taking in every word I was saying while simultaneously answering the phone." She shook her head slightly, appearing somewhat amused at the thought.
"Come on." She continued. "There's nothing some good ice cream in the scorching heat can't fix." |
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People are capable of kindness beyond angels yet we also commit sins that would put a demon to shame
Mutant
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Feb 27, 2019 18:20:13 GMT
Post by Erika Bellefonte on Feb 27, 2019 18:20:13 GMT
[googlefont="Krub"] It's simple: Rate the character above you, and state whether your character want to kiss, miss or diss them. |
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