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Born: October 30, 2018 Forum Topics Started: 1
Race: Witch Forum Posts / Replies: 4
Affiliation: Sine Metu Mail Replies Sent: 26
Home City: New Orleans Mail Sent: 6
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[Character Disclaimer: Jamison is rude, mean, and just plainly an angsty girl. Be warned. She can take it just as well as she can give it. Zero f-cks or offense will be given.]
 
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Averly Amoret 02/12/19 "Oh boy. Remind me to never get on your bad side." A chill ran up Averly's spine at the thought of all the hormones. "Or to at least bring you coffee first."
Esper Valari 01/26/19 Yeah, I'm sure I'll see you around kid...Don't get into too much sh-t..Not that you can't handle your own... Just...Just don't.

He'd been through enough as it was the last few days with the heist of a century and running into that pesky other kid he found, what was it with him and these misfit teens?

James Grayson 01/26/19 Hearing her ask if he was f-king special, was she any different from those he had capped a few days ago? Maybe she was just a ball of fire herself. He played with her words, normally anybody he spoke up to would either smack beat the living f-ck out of him one being his dead beat dad the others being the ones well the dead ones at school.

"Trust me if I was f-cking anyone the whole world would know about it..."

The 'I just had sex' song by Lonely Island came to thought as he blurted out his response. It would have taken just that comment to get him comfortable with her. He had to see her as an equal and not as a girl. Which was hard because she was still cute. After all he was still a teenage male.

I meet be clumsy as f-ck but I'm not complete sh-t for brains you know?

Throwing the pack at her hoping she could catch, the pack only had a few left in them but he would spare what he had left if it meant company. At this point didn't even care if all she wanted was the cigarette.

James Grayson 01/26/19 Her first words that echoed from her mouth were replaced with 'You're face to face. With the man who sold the world' lyrics of the song he was listening too before the abrupt crash. But he did hear the word 'Hey' which came off more friendly then he could have imagined.

"Hey..."

He would kick back at her, not very good at talking to girls. Wasn't really noticed by them much, but he hardly chased them all the same. He digged her outfit though it was unique not many had the same taste in style. James hardly ever cared to look the part he'd show up to his late mothers funeral in a band tee and jeans.

"A cigarette....?"

He would get choked up in his own words, he did manage to swipe a pack of the man from earlier so sure he had a pack, but he was still dazed on the fact that a pretty girl had even bothered to talk to him less alone after 'simple assault'.

Esper Valari 01/26/19 He laughed in his head, as he took her words in.

Say what you want, you know I'm right...stubborn ass..

James Grayson 01/26/19 Walking down E 77th and 1st Ave the kid had been would be caught wearing torn blues jeans with a pair of black and white checkered vans with smile faces with x's for eyes sharpied on the white squares.

A black hoodie his hair black hidden with the behind the hoodie itself and the black beanie. Behind those were his headphones that were wired to a cassette player in his back pocket.

Casually looking down at the ground as he walked as he normally had done everyday since a weeks ago, he hadn't been home in days not since the 'Roosevelt Shooting'. Being clumsy like he was he would find himself bumping shoulders with a stranger. Kurt Cobain would mute her footsteps and words she would say in collision.

Removing his head phones after hitting the girl he looked up to meet her eyes, he hadn't met anyone his age yet. Not that he hadn't shot dead. Surely she wasn't a student at 'Roosevelt' she'd be screaming or something.

"Sh-t you good..."

Esper Valari 01/26/19 Jamison proved over and over again just why he loved her over the others, she was just like him. He down right loved it. Jewel wouldn't touch this one he assure himself of that.

See, I knew your punk ass would take it...

He laughed slightly while chucked one into his lips as well as he lit the end of his and inhaled the dark taint that would one day kill a normal mortal like himself.

Esper Valari 01/26/19 He laughs abit, Jewel was a teddy bear...His teddy bear. He couldn't speak for anyone else. But something told Esper that King would be fine if she took the smoke from him.

Come on, be a bad ass for once...

Esper Valari 01/25/19 Smoke?...

Esper holding out his pack to the young woman.

Esper Valari 01/25/19 I can take a beating or two...I actually dig that...
Esper Valari 01/23/19 You were right about the babes...I got the 'Queen Jewel' of them all.
Esper Valari 01/11/19 Hearing those words of belonging, he wouldn't admit it, nor show it but they meant a lot. If Esper could even remember being an adolescent he could only Assume he'd be reminded of her character.

Babes huh, I think this ole' Pornstache will do just fine then...

He takes his last drag as well flicking trying to reach a further length than her, fails just short, guess he wasn't great at that...showing off.

One for the road? He'd offer her another one, not quite sure if he could capture her attention for much longer. He had enjoyed talking with this one and could only assume he would see her very soon.

Esper Valari 01/11/19 With none taken, I don't look the type?

He chuckled, then looked away taking another drag and releasing it up before facing the barely woman child.

I guess you could say...fate....and cunning wit.

How he looked like the kidnapper was beyond him. Surely he was dressed like a street rat but a kidnapper how crude none the less she had fire in her belly and he liked that about this one. Lot of the people he met seemed to have this trait.

Esper Valari 01/09/19 He smirked right back. Surely it was just a regular 'death' stick, but she seemed to think otherwise.

"If it was, would I willingly tell you so? He took a long hard drag of his own scanning the decision the woman chose to make, either way it was simply a greeting gesture. She could have walked away. She'd be back Esper was the kind of person to hang around. Regardless of conversation. He always seemed to find fire in a group. He loved it.

Esper Valari 01/09/19 He raised a brow to the woman kindness wasn't given to all given his welcome he felt he'd extended a small bit of gratitude towards the woman before him.

I'm not sure what season your on? Clearly that season sucked..."

His hand with the Cigs still out and offered, he darted the box towards her in a way that said, stop being a hard ass and take the damn thing.

Esper Valari 01/02/19 Scans the woman, a spark in his eye he could always find the best in people, Mackenzie had thrown the man a few dollars and with it came smokes. Esper took one flipped it up to his lips, lighting a fire to it. All while staring down the woman as she spoke her words.

Why thank you, care for a cigarette Ms...?

Not getting the woman's name he offered his pack to the woman with his hand still extended.
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Synetta 12/23/18 "How do you like them? Medium? Well done? Take your pick of the litter and lets feast!
Synetta grins and bats eyelashes.
Khellen 12/20/18 Are you.. my new mommy?
Mackenzie 11/30/18 Good Jamison
So rude.
Gotta go. Cop on fire on the news.
Mackenzie 11/30/18 Good Jamison
Ew. Richard Gere is gross.
Clooney is what's up.
Blue isn't old. That man has a jawline for days.
Mackenzie 11/30/18 Good Jamison
Blue? He's a goddamn fox.
The man is gorgeous.
Mackenzie 11/30/18 Good Jamison
Change of subject, noted.
There isn't a single gray hair in this place.
Who are you calling old, snookums?
Mackenzie 11/30/18 Good Jamison
Tell me more about other things.
Jasper Thompson 11/30/18 -gawks-
Too precious, come, we have much to do.
-ushers under his wing-
Jasper Thompson 11/30/18 A kindred spirit.
You’ll do nicely.

-appraises-
I hope you’ve learned how to ‘hit’ back.
Mackenzie 11/30/18 Good Jamison
Is that all? Child’s play.
Jasper Thompson 11/30/18 -squints-
Are you trying to woo me?
Because we can fight in the street.

-...-
-winkwink-
Jasper Thompson 11/30/18 Well, f-ck, I think I’m blushing.
Mackenzie 11/30/18 Good Jamison
I'm Irish, love.
Come on. Out with it.
I'm sure it will be fine.
Mackenzie 11/28/18 Good Jamison
So, what did you do?
Tiber Loche 11/02/18 Boobs, please. I've seen LOTS of males with boobs.
Tiber Loche 11/02/18 True.
Your conversational skills could use some work.
And what makes you think that was a woman?
Tiber Loche 11/02/18 Your life must be very boring.
LillyEmperium 11/02/18 Welcome to the coven.....
Tiber Loche 11/01/18
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Camille 11/01/18 Camille somehow manages to shuffle by, though the likelihood of her heading to the kitchen was far greater than her desire to greet the new member. She waved a hand in passing, eyes trained on the hall ahead while she considered what she might stuff into her maw.

"Lovely. The Paddy has a new pet. Fingers crossed that you're house trained."

She yawned, straggling along without pause.
Jasper Thompson 11/01/18 “Here.”
The man forces a basket into her hands. “A welcome gift.” Inside, it contains severed fingers, toes, and pulled teeth, all surrounding a freshly decapitated male head. A toothy grin is also offered. “Let me know if you need anything.”
Raze Wraith 11/01/18 “Welcome to the coven...don’t touch my wife or my snacks and we’re going to be great friends!” He then wanders off with a severed head that has Mack’s name on it.
Mackenzie 11/01/18 This is going to be fun.
Mackenzie 10/31/18 It means, pet, that I don’t let my people leave unless they are meaning to set the world alight with their very own fire.
Mackenzie 10/31/18 Lovely.
And commitment, how do you feel about that?
Public transit? The underground?
Mackenzie 10/31/18 I was thinking the same.
How do you feel about New York?
Mackenzie 10/31/18 Reckless abandon. Attitude problems. Flippancy.
The desire to wave a gun around like it's a toy.
A total lack of respect for human life.
I could go on all day.
Mackenzie 10/31/18 You look like a fun, angsty girl.
Are you?
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