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Posted: Sun, 30/03/2025 23:36 (1 Month ago)
one final boop bc I put way too much work in my form

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Posted: Wed, 19/03/2025 02:31 (1 Month ago)
In Ayran's peripheral vision, he sees a shadow looming towards his and Sobble's direction at top speed. He sucks in a breath and swerves out of the way. What ended up striking the hallway wall was a sword.

Ayran scrunches his eyebrow, a frown resting tightly on his lips unlike the usual polite smile he would have. He immediately got into a battle ready stance as he prepares to pull out his scimitars at any moment. However when he realized that the sword looks a tad bit familiar...

(...is that how it works? :skull: also would it be just us two now :'D)

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Posted: Tue, 11/03/2025 03:28 (1 Month ago)
Ayran looked around and pondered. It felt like years has passed in the span of a few seconds. Was he really that attached to Scarlett?

Ayran muttered something under his breath. It was probably something about how he was going to be worried to death if they couldn't find her soon.

(What was the plot again 🧍)

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Posted: Sun, 23/02/2025 03:56 (2 Months ago)
(boop?)

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Posted: Tue, 11/02/2025 16:08 (2 Months ago)
I'm so in!!

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Posted: Tue, 11/02/2025 00:55 (2 Months ago)
form complete~

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Posted: Wed, 05/02/2025 23:49 (2 Months ago)
thank you!!!

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Posted: Wed, 05/02/2025 23:39 (2 Months ago)
guys what's the pokedex number for hisuian zorua? cuz 570 is showing me the normal one TT

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Posted: Wed, 29/01/2025 20:40 (3 Months ago)

~[ꇙꄲꋪ꒐ꄲꋊ ꒦ꋬꉔ꒐꒒꒐꒒꒤ꇙ]~

["ʟᴇᴛ ʙʏɢᴏɴᴇs ʙᴇɢᴏɴᴇ!"]




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[Drawn by: Me (the quality is so bad after descaling it omg TT)]

⮘ [ нє/нιм ⯎ мαℓє ⯎ 27 ⯎ мσитєиєνєяα ⯎ ραℓ∂єα ] ⮚


[Chosen Legendary]
Celebi • Time Travel Pokemon
"It is thought that so long as Celebi appears, a bright and shining future awaits us."

[Blessing Description]
Call of Prosperity [Time Flute]
A flute, 3 hands long made with what seemed like dark oak was engraved with mysterious enhancements. Sorion was gifted the instrument where ones greatest desire would be reflected in the flutes voice. There was no sheet music, nor any instructions on how to play or finger the flute. However, he was left with one message, it was to let his voice be heard on times of crisis. Let the instrument penetrate the crowd and let them feel his emotions down to the very soul.

Ability • Playing the flute will either rewind the wounds of allies and raise the morals, or aggravate and disturb the souls of enemies. Effect rate is dependent on intensity of emotion and skill.

Divine Foresight [Passive]
Nights before a ominous event, Sorion will receive a vision in his sleep. The details of the vision are often blurred, erased, or scrambled. It is not uncommon for Sorion to wake up with flickers of memories, or just an sinking feeling in his stomach. Perhaps this was Celebi's way to warn him, to subtly guide him for a peaceful future where they could appear.

Annual Rings of Life [Passive]
Due to Sorion's inability to see, Celebi has granted him with the ability to see life forms in based of their lifespans and karma instead. This meant that the world he sees aren't colors but rather tree trunk-like rings hovering around individual souls whether it would be Pokemon or human. Distinguishing factors for all souls are the size and length of the lifespan rings, as well as the color and aura of the soul. The murkier the spirit, the heavier karma one holds, vice versa.

[Pokémon Team]

[ The Ghost, Amor | Hisuian Zoroark | M | Adamant Nature | Ability - Illusion ]
Flamethrower | Shadow Ball | Nasty Plot | Shadow Claw
held item - choice scarf

[ Doe eyed, Dodo | Shiinotic | M | Sassy Nature | Ability - Illuminate ]
Astonish | Moonblast | Seedbomb | Mega Drain
held item - choice specs

[ Madam Carrier, Audre | Corviknight | F | Hasty Nature | Mirror Armor ]
Bravebird | Iron Defence | Roost | Defrog
held item - Leftovers


[ Young Master Edgelord, Vivere | Cerulegde | M | Adamant Nature | Weak Armor ]
Sword Dance | Shadow Sneak | Bitter Blade | Close Combat
held item - focus sash


[ Iron Heart Maiden, Spero | Armarouge | M | Lonely Nature | Flash Fire ]
Psyshock | Armor Cannon | Energy Ball | Calm Mind
held item - heavy duty boots

[ The Weather Man, Castform | Castform (Normal Form) | Genderless | Gentle Nature | Forecast ]
Rain Dance | Blizzard | Sunny Day | Tailwind
held item - waterium z

[Appearance]
Standing at 5'8, Sorion has long pale lavender hair that reaches his lower back with murky unfocused white eyes. His sickly pale skin that raises alarm bells paired with a simple low ponytail frames him to be an elegant beauty. However under the baggy dress shirt and unsaturated green cardigan lays a fine well built chiseled muscles.

Sorion prefers comfortable yet elegant clothes that seems just a half size bigger for him. He is often seen wearing knitted clothes such as sweaters and cardigan with custom made measurements as well as black dress pants and dress shoes. If he is feeling silly/playful, he would even put on a pair of thin gold rimmed for decoration further framing his face delicately.

Alongside his outfit, he would often carry a small wooden flute case to carry alongside him. Of course he could always escape the annoyance by hooking it to his belt, but wouldn't that be considered blasphemy? In order to preserve the ancient artifact but to also respect the legendary pokemon, more often than not Sorion would carry a small wooden case in one of his hand, while the other carried his walking stick.

[Personality]
ISTJ-A • Logistician | 1w9 the Advocate | Lawful Neutral
Stubborn | Calm | Rational | Quiet | Responsible | Independent | For the Greater Good | Paranoid
Honest | Blunt | Logical | Realistic | Neat-Freak | Detail Oriented | Traditional over Conventional

Sorion is like a well oiled machine. His decisions are often made after carefulling deliberately each and every route. Due to his background, Sorion more often than not put his close family and friends above himself, even to the point where some of his choices could be seen as rash or foolish. However those events rarely occur due to Sorion meticulous planning.

He is a reserved individual who values his own personal bubble, however he is not against outsiders entering his life. Whenever he says something, he means it. If he were planning on something, he would not hesitate to execute his plan. Sorion, despite his fierce protectiveness over his people, his gaze never strands to far from the ending goal.

As someone who prefers stability over all things, Sorion hates it when someone goes against his plan unpromptedly. Despite being seen as a emotionless figure who only has soft spots for certain individuals, Sorion can have quite a fierce temper. When Sorion throws a fit, though uncommon, it's as hard to deal with as dealing with a crying baby. It just won't stop.

In conclusion, Sorion is a textbook model of a strategist who does nothing to stop till he reaches his goal. He will continue fighting for the better tomorrow even if it were a losing battle. Someone who is usually logical and realistic yet throws a fit like a child is what makes up Sorion Vacilious. A child that had to grow up with the world on it's shoulders.

[General Skillset]
[Instrumental Mastery]
Adept in all sorts of instruments now matter how obscure. Even if the possibility of Sorion being unfamiliar does occur, his natural self-learning ability allows him to master the instrument rather quickly while also making sure that as long as Sorion's emotion are stable, so will his key.

[First-Aid]
Fluent in the basic medical procedures of an emergency. Can perform CPR as well as stitching and basic check up. Usually carries a first-aid box on him containing the following materials: various sizes of patches/bandages, bandage rolls, painkillers, thermometer, alcohol wipes, laxatives, sleeping pills, cold/flu relief, burn cream, as well as various berries and equipment for pokemon.

[Combat Awareness]
While Sorion may not be the best fighter, in theory there is nothing he doesn't know. While he may be lacking in skills, his commands aren't lackster at all. With the ability to play close attention at not only the big picture but the minor details, he judges and plans the actions of his companions with ease.

[Perfect Memory]
Whether it is a blessing or curse, Sorion has the natural ability to remember everything he 'sees'. If anything, it'll be rather alarming if he did ever forget anything.

[Enhanced 5 Senses]
Due to mainly growing up without a line of sight, Sorion is much more aware of his surroundings than others, causing his sense of touch, smell, taste hearing to catch even the slightest of difference.

[Weaknesses/Flaws]
[Blindness]
As a child, Sorion suffered a chronic disease that caused his eyesight to rapidly decline. By the age of 5, he was fully blind and could not see no matter the equipment. Despite gaining Celebi's blessing, most of his day he has to navigate throughout the world with his walking stick relying on his sense. Even if the blessing could allow him to detect the living, when it comes to inanimate objects or space without souls, he is no better than a blind man playing Russian roulette.

[Natural Weakness]
Natural weakness is a trait that is passed down to every descendent within the Vacilious family. Sorion is no different. If anything, he had it much worse compared to his siblings and other relatives. Most physical exercise can quickly add up into a strenuous burden upon his body compared to average civilians. In additions, his immune system is much weaker. So any disease, flu or sickness may end up being life or death to him if not treated fast enough.

However despite all that, Sorion still trains hard every single day to build muscle and stamina in himself. Even if his body can't stomach a ton of food, or even if his body can't handle too much strain, nevertheless he tries every single day believing one day he'll win the loosing battle.

[Other Information]
I am willing for Sorion to die as long his death established the same amount of trauma or more compared to the day trump became us pres! :DD

[pkmn]571h[/pkmn][pkmn]756[/pkmn][pkmn]823[/pkmn][pkmn][/pkmn]



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Posted: Fri, 03/01/2025 06:49 (3 Months ago)
Phoebes smiles delightfully, her eyes curling into crescents. Once she made sure that Ibaraki has eaten the vitamins, she gave the boy a generous tousle, making his hair point in all sorts of direction before patting it down before any of the institute staff catches a whiff of their messy behavior.

With her food still untouched, Phoebes passed the plate over to Ibaraki, prompting him to dig in with a bright smile. Didn't he just wolf down this meal as if it was the most delectable dish in the world?

If so, then this should cheer the malnourished boy up again right? Phoebes pondered carefully before shrugging.

There's no reason for her to care this much about the boy anyways.

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Posted: Sun, 29/12/2024 04:24 (4 Months ago)
Phoebes doesn't touch the plate. It wasn't like she needed it for her to feel full. She didn't touch the vitamins either. Her body is able to naturally absorb the nutrients from around her without a fuss. However, just because she doesn't need it doesn't make it any less troublesome that she NEEDS to eat it no matter what. Seeing from her peripheral vision that other children either sneakily hid it away and that Ibaraki was the only one who actually ate the pills made Phoebes tilt her head.

She declawed her hands away from Ibaraki and smiles gently, signalling him to turn and face her. She then offered her pills for him to take. Smiling.

"You'll listen to jiejie right?"

She mouthed silently.

[]Phoebes does not take the pill.

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Posted: Sat, 28/12/2024 04:39 (4 Months ago)
Phoebes smile deepened as the group entered the cafeteria in unison. She dragged Ibaraki over with their hands still perfectly interlocked and sat down. She glances at their morning breakfast before looking away in mild disgust.

It was the usual, how boring.

Phoebes simply thought to herself. These past few days within the institution has been.. far to peaceful, it was almost making her skin itch. The medication too, was starting to irritate her and make her brow twitch. Phoebes hummed a funny tune she remembers her fathers singing as she cast her gaze around. From the tall kid (what was his name again?) to the quiet girl, and then from the stern Hua and finally the pale, malnourished, Ibaraki (whose hands her claws hasn't let go of.)

Suddenly an exciting idea came into her head.

What if they all just ran away? Wouldn't that be much more thrilling than just sitting here replicating laying ducks?

Phoebes's lips quirked upwards, and the little flowers in her hair fluttered.

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Posted: Fri, 27/12/2024 05:26 (4 Months ago)
Seeing the boy jump amused Phoebes delightfully. She hooked her arms beneath his armpits and with a hmph, hugged him from the ground. She twirled Ibaraki around like he weighed nothing—maybe because he actually didn't—and giggle ecstatically. "Apologies accepted of course! How could I possibly tattle tale on my precious little brother whose similar to me in everything but blood!" Phoebes squealed as she pinches his cheek that was still full of baby fat before setting him down. But even then she didn't let him go, instead opting to hang her arm around his shoulder, putting her partial weight on his fragile back. She then reverted her gaze to Hua.

"Well unfortunately miss party pooper Hua jie is right, we are under a tight schedule aren't we? Madam Isla won't be too pleased if we are late.. who knows we might disappear like the other misbehaving children who angered her~" Phoebes emphasized the latter phrase mischievously as she pinches and kneaded Ibaraki's poor cheeks.

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Posted: Thu, 26/12/2024 16:44 (4 Months ago)
The soft morning rays phased into the room and a pair of bright pink eyes snapped open. The young lady with off white hair sat up and yawned with leisure. Slipping into her fuzzy bunny slipper, she pattered over to similarly white haired young boy before pausing. She innocently put a finger to her chin and blinked her eye. It was as if a light bulb comically lit up beside her head, her flower shaped pupils shoned with a brilliant idea.

Her footsteps now much lighter, she tiptoed over to the bandaged boy before firmly placing a hand on the boy's shoulder. "Hey didi~ why are you not beside your bed getting ready hm?" Phoebe asked innocently with a light tone as she tilted her head. "Are you perhaps causing mischief? You know Madam Isla doesn't permit any fun in this house!" Phoebe declared uprightly, her eyes very delicately observing Ibaraki's expression.

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Posted: Thu, 26/12/2024 16:31 (4 Months ago)
res pls :3

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Posted: Wed, 04/12/2024 01:35 (4 Months ago)
The soft, piercing scent of the infamous Lily of the Valley reached her before the presence itself, slicing through the clamor of the crowd. Her lashes trembled faintly, like brittle frost touched by a whisper of wind, and memory surged, pale and fragile as pressed petals in an ancient tome. Shieta lifted her gaze with quiet deliberation, her eyes as still and unyielding as winter skies, meeting the visitor’s approach with a calm, crystalline detachment.

"Good evening sir. The night remains as it must, neither at our whims nor for our pleasure. It will depart in it's own time, as all things do."

Shieta spoke delicately, her fingers traced idle, elegant circles along the rim of her wine glass. The faint fragrance, one tied to a distant memory, stirred faintly in the air, drawing her thoughts inward. Her gaze lingered on the plainly dressed figure before her, their presence awakening an undeniable recognition. The tone of quiet authority was mistakenly familiar to her. Belonging to a acquaintance she had known long ago, hidden away deeply etched in the begrimed corridor of memories.


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Posted: Thu, 28/11/2024 18:52 (5 Months ago)



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Posted: Thu, 28/11/2024 18:52 (5 Months ago)
Shieta swept her gaze upon the already tipsy crowd, a faint frown of distaste resting on her face. In her time, balls and ceremonies were much more serious and formal. With feathered whispers behind the gentle waves of the lady's fan, or the nonchalant gaze that held an ulterior meaning. Perhaps she wasn't yet used to the laid-back style of the current generation. How could these youngsters care to express their opinions so freely?

Shieta lampooned at her current predicament, at the rate the night has been progressing, perhaps she has over prepared and took the situation overly seriously. Perhaps the peculiar scent she has whiffed was just a youngster's way of getting her attention?

Afterall, even a fly will come up with something remarkable if it meant waking up the tiger.

Shieta shook her head gently, careful not to let her hair get undone. Perhaps she should wait just a little longer, and if nothing seriously happens, she shall retire for the night.

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Posted: Tue, 26/11/2024 16:15 (5 Months ago)

˚˖𓍢ִ໋❁˚[🄿🄷🄾🄴🄱🄴🅂]˚❁.࿔˖˚

"ᴤɪᴤᴛᴇʀ... ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ʙᴇʜᴀᴠɪɴɢ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ɴᴀᴜɢʜᴛʏ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ? ɪᴛ ᴤᴇᴇᴍᴤ ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴘᴏʀᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴀᴅᴀᴍ ɪᴤʟᴀ ~"







⊱· fємαℓє ❁ ѕнє/нєя ❁ 13 ❁ мαу 28 ❁ єиfρ-α ❁ вιѕєχυαℓ ·⊰


༻[🄿🄰🅃🄸🄴🄽🅃 ⓪⓪② 🄵🄸🄻🄴 🄳🄰🅃🄰]༺


[𖡼‬] ʜᴇɪɢʜᴛ - 5'6 FT | 173 CM
[𖡼‬] ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ - 120 LBS | 54 KG
[𖡼‬] sᴋɪɴ ᴛᴏɴᴇ - GHASTLY PALE
[𖡼‬] ʜᴀɪʀ sᴛʏʟᴇ - JELLYFISH CUT WITH SPACE BUNS | SPECKLED WITH FAKE (?) FLOWER BUDS
[𖡼‬] ʜᴀɪʀ ᴄᴏʟᴏᴜʀ - OFF WHITE
[𖡼‬] ᴇʏᴇ ᴄᴏʟᴏᴜʀ - RED RIBBON | #E60637 | RGB(230, 6, 55) | 185 C
[𖡼‬] ᴄʟᴏᴛʜᴇs - FERN GREEN PEPLUM TOP WITH RED MARIGOLD EMBROIDERY ON THE COLLAR | WHITE UNDERSHIRT | ANTIQUE BRASS COLORED HIGH WAIST 6-PANEL DRESS THAT REACH THE MID CALF | WHITE COTTON SOCKS | BROWN LEATHER LOAFERS
[𖡼‬] ᴀᴄᴄᴇssᴏʀɪᴇs - VINE GREEN ELASTIC HAIR TIE
[𖡼‬] ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ - ON PATIENT'S LEFT AND RIGHT SIDE OF THE MOUTH CONTAINS 2 SHARP CANINE TEETH | 2 PARALLEL MOLES ON PATIENT'S RIGHT SHOULDER
















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⊱· | Cute | Naive In the Strangest ways | Merciless | Childish | Impatient | Eager | Dainty | ·⊰
⊱· | Knows so Much Yet so little all at once | Sleepy | NOT chill | Boomer | Curious | A little Dull Headed | ·⊰

Phoebes is a curious wondering soul. She may appear harmless and fragile at first impression, but if you do know her then its clear that she is the type of girl that is both ridiculous and someone who can't be measured by human standards. Human logic doesn't apply to a monster in the first place.

She is merciless, impatient and spoiled despite looking like a homeless girl when she was first found. She is often very sleepy and craves the ocean, cool shade or warm sunlight. But when she is wide awake (though not rare), she is curious about everything and if you do manage to keep her attention, it can be your biggest weapon as well as your biggest ticking bomb.

However she does have some genuinely cute side, which she is a bit behind the times as well as dull headed. If she is not fully awake, you may need to repeat certain details through her dull head before she fully understands. That is saying that she even cares in the first place.

Just like how she has the curiosity of a 6 year old, she has just as a bad of an destructiveness an unwatched 6 year old can have. Which is strange especially when she is one of the older children's at the institution.

⊱·[🄿🄾🅆🄴🅁]·⊰

⚘[ᴡɪʟʟ ᴏғ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ɴᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ]
She is able to command the earth and bodies of water from miles away. This does not apply to the sky. Her abilities does not include in artificially made materials such as bottles of industrial water and cement. Phoebes carries the will of Mother Nature and is able to command the ground and water to her liking whether it would be to destroy or protect. That is saying she understands such concepts.

⚘[ᴇᴍʙᴏᴅɪᴇᴅ ᴍɪɴᴅ]
If she really wants to, Phoebe can work like a super machine, quickly calculating anything related to data. Whether it would be water pressure, how much force is needed to create earthquakes or how much force a human skull can take under a certain material, she knows it all, or will know it all. That is she ever wants to.

Due to the fact that, as of current, she has no reason to use her brain.

⚘[ᴘʜᴏᴛᴏsʏɴᴛʜᴇsᴇ]
If Phoebes is ever injured, she can use any natural green light to slowly heal her wounds. However the ability is limited to deep scars, and cannot heal a broken bone. This process does take a long time depending on the size and depth of the wound. It can even take up to 12 whole hours of daylight. However a plus is that she doesn't have to stay still to receive healing. As long as some part of her body is exposed to the sunlight, it is being constantly repaired.

⊱·[🅂🅃🅁🄴🄽🄶🅃🄷 & 🅆🄴🄰🄺🄽🄴🅂🅂]·⊰


[𖡼‬][𖡼‬] sᴛʀᴇɴɢᴛʜ - INTELLEGENCE | PHYSICAL STRENGTH | AMPATHY | HONESTY | QUICK LEARNER | OBEDIENCE |


| NAIVETY | LACK OF COMMON SENSE | UNOBSERVANT | LACK OF EMPATHY | NON-PERFECT - ᴡᴇᴀᴋɴᴇss [𖡼‬][𖡼‬]


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The first memory she had when she woke up was water. The cold water that enveloped her oh so coldly. She couldn't move, she couldn't feel, she couldn't think.

What was she?

What caught her attention next was a group of white robed men wearing glasses and holding up multiple strangely shaped metal devices. She didn't know why they were so enthusiastic, she couldn't hear anything afterall. Before she could take a look around her surrounding, a strong pang of electric shock went through her veins. It was the first sensation she has ever felt and learned of.

For the next few days, it was that very sensation that she knew. She didn't the concept of time nor pain, nor did she understand what she liked or disliked. For what was recorded to be the next few years, it was the same routine from morning to dawn. The same group of men would test her vitals before pumping mysterious liquids into her veins. Then they would continue to force upon various types of voltages into her space.

Sometimes it hurts, sometimes it didn't. But it was all that she really knew.

Sometimes if she were to be particularly well behaved, sometimes they would give her some treats. Before she knew it, she has developed a sense of taste.

It was only until a few years later, until she was finally allowed out of her 'home' for the first time. It was a new, foreign sensation she has never felt before. Now there wasn't a heavy weight of wires and water upon her. At that moment, she wasn't aware, but that would be the closest feeling to freedom she would ever be aware for the next 10 years.

For the next few years, she gained more and more of the human senses, and has even began to learn human speech. But no matter how well she tried to behave, she was never let out of her 'home'. But by then, she began to think with her new found sense of self consciousness, was this even a home?

Or was this a 'cage'?

She wouldn't know the answer to her question until she was later picked up by a few angels.

⊱·[🅅🄾🄸🄲🄴 🄲🄻🄰🄸🄼]·⊰

Schneider | Aoi Yuuki | Sara Alexandra

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Posted: Tue, 26/11/2024 03:19 (5 Months ago)
Shieta breathed in the festive air, it made her sick in the stomach. She was currently sitting down on the red velvet chaise longue holding a extravagant wine glass in her hand. The ball was nothing that of special compared to what she has seen in the past, nor was the people that was present. She swept her gaze inconspicuously amongst the bustling crowd. Throughout her lifespan, she has seen more faces of people change than the amount of meals she'd ate. From her quick glance, Shieta knew that the crowd of waltzing vampires aren't anything out of the ordinary.

However, that didn't make her feel any more safe nor secure.

She double checked that her swan mask was firmly on her face on the reflection of the wine glass. A face of a young lady that couldn't possibly be older than 25 stared back at her. Her curly silver blue locks were tied half up with a red flower, and her cheekbone were tinged with a permanent red. The ruff on her neck felt awfully at that moment. Shieta resists the urge to adjust her brooch and sat still, calmly twirling the wine glass. However not once did she drink from it.

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