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Born: July 27, 2018 Forum Topics Started: 2
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01/17/19 at 8:31 am
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Jasper Thompson


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Jamison King

Iva Herrera

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Elisa Stratten 01/12/19
Aurora Austen 01/12/19 In this day and age - the age of the smartphone - one never really needed to stop and ask for directions. People barely ever needed to speak to each other in person anymore, it seemed. Aurora, however, did not have a smartphone. She had a flip phone. A flip phone.

She was also in a new city, and had an interview at a place that didn't seem to be in the place it'd been advertised as in the newspaper. So, this necessitated speaking to strangers. It really wasn't as bad as people made it out to be. Usually.

Spotting a likely looking individual - at least he seemed like he knew where he was going - she trotted up to match pace with him, trying to be as unobtrusive as she could be while, you know, intruding.

"Hi, sorry, but I'm pretty new around here and I need to be at this place for an interview soon and I'm really lost. It's called, uh... Wok'n'Roll? I think it's a... Chinese restaurant?" She finished rather lamely, entirely ignorant about the location.
Jamison King 01/12/19 Meant what she said. Esper belonged. They all did -- as odd as it was that there was so many made from the same mold. It was weird meeting everyone. Wanted to hate them all. Just couldn't. Admired most. Hopes to achieve their greatness as she grew.

"Perhaps. Hope you got more than that. I have a feeling these ladies might not be easily impressed."

Took offered smoke. "Sure." Placed it between her lips a moment before removing it and sliding it behind an ear. "Thanks." Hooked a thumb pointing in another direction. "Gotta get going. See you around, right?" Of course. It would be hard not to run into him at this point.

Jamison King 01/11/19 It took a special kind of person to see the funny in her. Not many could look past her bold rudeness and plain arrogance. Jamison was young and it showed when she spoke.

"You definitely belong."

With the last drag of her cigarette; flicked the lit butt away from them. Pushed a smile right on past all that angst.

"You could clean up nicely. You should. Some babes in Sine."

Jamison King 01/11/19 "One could never be too cautious, hm?"

Another draw from the offered smoke as she stared up towards the man.

"With much offense, you don't seem the type to get kidnapped. More of the type to do the kidnapping. How did 'The' Mack get you?"

Cici Wraith 01/11/19 "Thank you Mr. Valari." She winked as she passed by on her way to cause even more chaos and mayhem.
Jamison King 01/09/19 "Clearly."

Looking back to him, smirk streaked across her lips. Peered into the offered box and snagged one.

"This isn't poisoned, is it? Cause I'm a b-tch when I wake up from being unconscious."

Slid the cigarette between her lips before lighting it with one of her many lighters she carried. Liked burning stuff.

Jamison King 01/09/19 The best in people? She was the absolute worst -- self proclaimed. Wore the badge proud. Hated greeting people. Thought it had shown clearly in the lack of excitement in her words. Where was Jasper when she needed him? With a narrowed gaze she'd stare momentarily before she spoke.

"You know.. I'm practically a child and you're definitely a stranger.. I think I seen this episode on SVU. Anyways, I'm quite capable of keeping my own ciga--.."

Her words trailed off as she went to pop open her box of Marlboro Lights.. and there was none.


LillyEmperium 01/09/19 *slowly her slender hand touched his, as she gave him a gentle but firm handshake* partake or trade, both is fair. You're welcome Mr. Valari. If you need any help, feel free to look for me. My name is Lilly.
Iva Herrera 01/09/19 Biting her lower lip, she leaned forward, elbows on the table. Looking him in the eyes with a coquettish look on her face, she nodded. "Oh, I'm familiar with Dahmer. He's the guy who killed 17 boys and men."

Sitting back, she giggled lightly, glad he was a good sport about being teased. "I enjoyed it quite a bit, thank you. And...I don't know. Perhaps the poison is slow acting. You'll lure me somewhere quiet, private. Then do unspeakable things to me!" She said in a theatrical voice before chuckling again. "I mean, that's how I'd do it if I were Dahmer."
Iva Herrera 01/09/19 Iva gasped, eyes widening as she put her fingers to her throat. "I'd be your first?" A coy and proud look covered her face. "How exciting!" Her tone was downright giddy.

Looking into her half-consumed cup, she glanced back up at him with all the apt interest of a young child learning something new. "How much did you put in here?"
Iva Herrera 01/09/19 A dark brow arches as she takes another sip, unfazed. "Jeffrey Dahmer, huh?" She chuckled in her coffee. Glancing down at her pants, she gave a little shrug. "Perhaps I look the part." Her red lips twisted into an amused smile and she leaned across the table. "I wasn't mocking you before, but I might be now." She gave a toothy grin and winked. Sitting back, she took another sip. "What do you do with them after you poison them?" Her tone was serious, no longer mocking.
Iva Herrera 01/09/19 Sipping the coffee, she savored the smooth flavor. "What brings you out and about today?" She asked easily. She too had one leg crossed over the other. Her wool coat was off and hung on the chair behind her, purse at her feet.
Iva Herrera 01/08/19 Smiling warmly, her dark eyes twinkled with appreciation. "Well aren't you a surprise?" Accepting the cup, she brought it under her nose and inhaled. Was there any aroma better than fresh coffee? "I love it black. One of life's simple pleasures, wouldn't you agree? Sit, join me if you have some time."
LillyEmperium 01/08/19 *walking up, Lilly handed the man a bottle of Jack* welcome to the coven....
Iva Herrera 01/08/19 Good meeting you, Esper. I’ll be seeing you around. Either when your mug is on posters or maybe before then.
Iva Herrera 01/08/19 *tilts head thoughtfully and nods*
Fair point. I won't starve myself until then.
I'm Ivelisse, by the way. Pleasure to meet you.
Iva Herrera 01/08/19 *shushes him!*
Tsk, your mug does not require an apology. Just...bring me food when it happens. I don't know why you should, but I declare that is the rule.
*nods definitively*

(Toasts pitas!)
Iva Herrera 01/08/19 It is kind of a lottery yes. Although luckily for us all, it isn't like Shirley Jackson's Lottery where the lucky "winner" gets stoned to death. Everyone just has to endure looking at our mug for a day. To my understanding, it is totally random.

(hell yes to fat asses and PITAS)
Iva Herrera 01/08/19 *gives a little shrug with a laugh*
You know me well enough. You've seen my face on the poster around the Realm. You know my intuition is second to none- specifically about food. And lastly, your own intuition knows I am a pain in the ass*. That is pretty much all there is to know about me.
*gives a wide grin*

(*hence wanting to type PITA!)
Iva Herrera 01/08/19 *Presents a plate with fresh pita, hummus, and baba ghanouj*
I could hear your stomach rumbling from a mile away, dude.
Iva Herrera 01/08/19 Thank you!

(For the record, PITA would have been accurate as well. :D )
Jasper Thompson 01/07/19 “I don’t think that’s sad at all. We all need things, whether we want to admit it or not. If you need a place to belong, we can give it to you. And there’s nothing wrong with taking it.” Shrugging amicably, Jasper looks away from the man, allowing him his private moment to recenter himself. It takes a lot to open up to people, and oftentimes, it leaves one feeling drained.

After pouring another couple shots, he returns his sights him, laughing lowly. “It was one time...” A shake of his head, and he sighs into himself, wondering where to begin. “I’ve been around for a long time. But I’ve only just returned, hell, a few months ago? I’ve made a lot of poor decisions in my life that led me to do some pretty sh-tty things. But Sine Metu has always been my home, and I’ve always proudly stood next to Mackenzie. You’ve come to the right place.” For now, he’d leave it at that, raising a toast to new friends and new beginnings.
Jasper Thompson 01/07/19 A laugh follows Esper’s assessment, and Jasper claps him on the back jovially. “If that’s what you feel is necessary. But all we ask for is loyalty and you seem to be keeping your end of the bargain pretty well. We take care of our own.” And that’s all he would say on the matter. Being a prideful being himself, he’s not one to step on another’s toes when it comes to how they choose to go about things. If Esper had a particular way of earning his keep, that’s none of his concern.

“So what’s your story then? What brought you here?”
Jasper Thompson 01/07/19 Watching the man’s antics, Jasper can’t help but to chuckle. “You don’t have to call me Boss all the time. And you can approach me yourself, with the drinks. We’re friends, after all.” He nudges him gently, waving for the bottle and an extra glass. While he pours out a shot for Esper, he nods toward his clothing choice. “Is this a statement thing? Because if so, I get it. If not, I’m sure I can get you some new clothes.”
Jasper Thompson 01/07/19 Vodka. Jasper shivers involuntarily; it’s been a long time since he’s enjoyed the brine from of a potato, but why the hell not. Without even looking up, he waves the generous man over, patting the stool beside him with a wry grin. “I said you owe me drinks, Esper, and I can’t drink drinks by myself.”
Kenpai 01/04/19 I own a business, yes. I do not operate it because my sister is the business one. I'm more like the rest of the family. Fight match sticks with flamethrowers and party poppers with hand grenades. Walk loudly and make sure you have enough bullets to be louder. You know. The simple life.
Kenpai 01/04/19 Hmm. For all, aye. We'll need to make our won brand. The Sine Metu Special. Clearly, we'll charge exorbitant prices for such a luxury beverage of such a high caliber.
Kenpai 01/04/19 Riot! Coffee for everyone! Coffee and rum!
Kenpai 01/04/19 Part of the crew, part of the ship, part of the crew, part of the ship, part of the crew, part of the Maki-chan still owes me coffee from five years ago.
Fiona MacKay 01/03/19 How odd. And somewhat sweet. Fiona gives a nod. "Ah thin' ah c'n man'ge tha'. Fr'nds th'n."
Fiona MacKay 01/03/19 "Awrite.. w'll met, Esp'r." Fiona gives the man's hand a strong shake for her small size and a bright smile, all neat white teeth. "If ye nee' any help, le'me knoo'."
Fiona MacKay 01/02/19 "W'lcome tae Sine Metu.." She's gotten pretty good at this welcoming thing. Wandering dark tunnels, blind. The witchling even remembers to hold a hand out to the newest aura found. "Ah'm Fiona."
Nora Connolly 01/02/19 "You're welcome. A pleasure to meet you as well."
Cal Weaver 01/02/19 "Welcome to Sine Metu." Squints. Analyzes. "I think you have twice as much testosterone as me. Cheers."
Nora Connolly 01/02/19 It seemed she would stumble upon the newest members one by one, at least she was pretty sure he was one of them. Stopping a few feet back she gave a nod. "So, just wanted to say welcome to Sine Metu, I'm Nora."
Jamison King 01/02/19 Welcome to Sine Metu..
Jasper Thompson 01/02/19 After a very clear victory, Jasper pumps the air with both fists, accepting his win gracefully as ever. “You owe me alcohol, and lots of it.” With another loud whoop, he takes off, fully intent on making good on Esper’s loss.
Raze Wraith 01/02/19 “Welcome to the fun zone, Mack has all the booze!” Runs off and waving in Welcome.
Mackenzie 01/02/19 “You always think twice? You have to take what you want. Life isn’t promised. Don’t waste it.” Greed and confidence: Mackenzie. So, she would take Esper home with her. She would give him a place to stay, and a means to better survive the harsh Realm they find themselves in. Why? Because it’s who she is, and any friend of Jasper is a friend of hers.
Jasper Thompson 01/02/19 Pfffffffft.

An expertly aimed snowball knocks the cigarette from the original assailants hand, and Jasper’s head pokes over the barricade to set a pair of stormy hues on the newest member. “And you have it. I’ll give you three minutes to boss up, then all bets are off. Loser buys drinks, and I don’t lose.”
Jasper Thompson 01/02/19 A flurry of movement catches his attention, but as he turns to take in the culprit, a snowball hits him smack dead in the face. Sputtering slightly and more than a little embarrassed, he immediately drops in the snow, hands working to create a barricade and simultaneously making projectiles of his own.

If it’s a war he wants, it’s a war he’ll get.
Mackenzie 01/02/19 Mackenzie listens closely, looking signs of crazy she doesn’t quite find. The way he speaks of Jasper brings an upward curl to her lips, telling of her pride in the man. He would soon learn there are no secrets between them, as the pair tells of all - even something seemingly mundane. Taking the offered hand, she gives a deceiving, dainty shake. “Mackenzie.”

A moment of consideration is had before she would speak again. “C’mon. Let’s get you cleaned up.”
Mackenzie 12/29/18 So... you like my Jasper, hm?
Jasper Thompson 12/07/18 -offers exaggerated bow-
Whatever did I do to deserve such kindness?
-smirks and salutes-
Jasper Thompson 12/04/18 To each his own, though.
We all have our vices.
Jasper Thompson 12/04/18 True, but... maybe not the kind that make your ass bleed.
Jasper Thompson 12/04/18 -mock gasping-
What are you accusing me of?
As if I’d be so cold-hearted.
Sounds like you need new friends, though, if I’m being honest.
Jasper Thompson 12/04/18 -chuckles-
I imagine you’d have to be.
Did you expect it go well?
Also... how drunk?
-eyebrows cinch; it’s a very important question-
Jasper Thompson 12/04/18 -contemplates, tapping chin-
Walk me through the process?
Why were you in this position?
Jasper Thompson 12/04/18 -c0cks brow-
Sorry, what now?
Sounds like you have a lot more fun than me.
How’d that go for you?
Jasper Thompson 12/04/18 -shrugs-
I do like the taste.
You should try it sometime.
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