May 31, 2017 11:26:54 GMT -5
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May 30, 2017 2:45:50 GMT -5
Post by mustang on May 30, 2017 2:45:50 GMT -5
| So we said that we'd leave early, get some pizza later But my hands go down your jeans and you distract the waiter Until we take it somewhere better like the elevator | There was still a soreness to his eyes at this point. The past few days he had done nothing but cry and mope. He didn't even mean to actually hit him in the face, it was just all such a mess so quickly. Mustang didn't dare want to dwell on the moment let alone look at his messages. He was sure that Beat was spamming him, but it was still too sore. The thoughts still fresh in his mind, he need time away. The defender need time to clear his head, something to actually get his mind off that damn guy. Like most players he actually was trying to explore plenty of the new area that had opened to them. The japanese culture that seemed to leak into the game was very refreshing for them all, speaking of that he had come across a hidden gem on the map. It was hotspring, like the ones you could see in like a anime or something. Mustang was eager enough to take some time to himself. Gingerly the man poked his head into the main establishment that seemed to run the place. "Hello? Is anyone around?" He spoke out into the main lobby, noticing it mainly barren. He heard some shifting and noticed a fellow player. Probably awaiting some kind of service as well. "Hey there, you waiting in line as well?" Mustang would speak out as he approached. seneca |
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May 30, 2017 21:04:35 GMT -5
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May 30, 2017 21:03:06 GMT -5
Post by seneca on May 30, 2017 21:03:06 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]Anya was aware that her luck was shitty, but today was just pushing it. Having heard the latest rumors about the hottest spot in Gargantua, she decided that maybe, just fucking maybe, a vacation was long overdue. There was only so much an attacker could take on the battlefield before they needed to retire. All she was asking for was a short hiatus away from her guild leader after their incredibly awkward conversation. Even now she wasn't sure what had come over her that night when they had gone their separate ways.
The feeling was still burning up inside of her like a sickness. Anya patted her chest lightly, to calm the discomfort gnawing at her while she waited for the host. She had gone to several different establishments in search of free rooms and all of them pointed her to one last place. The longer she waited, the reason why it was the last resort became more apparent. She could've sworn she was withering away by the second.
The impatient Slayer hung her head as groaned loudly, hoping to summon some sort of otherworldy spirit to help her instead. When she looked up, she had gotten her wish. The NPC that appeared look like an ancient creature with it's leathery skin and beady eyes -- ick. Still, she forced a smile on her face, speaking calmly, "I'd like a roo--"
"One room left. Couple's room only," he said in a thick accent, cutting her off.
Anya sighed dramatically feeling her patience wear thinner by the second. Well, she didn't come here for nothing. Against her better judgment, she tried again in her sweetest fucking voice.
"Can I just book that room for one person? It's just me and--"
"No good. Get boy. Discount for you. We full until next month."
"Can I just fucking get a room? FUCK!"
Her temper flared briefly at the NPC before cooling down again once another player's voice filled the room. Anya turned around to take a look at the new face with a mischievous smile. Oh, he'd do just fine. She gestured to him to come over, noticing that he was alone as well.
"Hey, handsome boyfriend of mine. What's your name again? You want to book this last room with me?" she asked distractedly whipping back to address the NPC. "Yeah just put the room under Seneca and that guy over there." She jabbed a thumb behind her, stepping to the side to allow the NPC to take a glance. The NPC nodded, repeating, "discount for couples." [attr="class","skills"]N/A [attr="class","bangtag"] [ 1/?] ♦ mustang ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°);; did u phone for a hot mess bcus that's me [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.skills]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;padding: 10px; border: 1px solid #ccc; text-align: center; width: 300px;[/newclass][newclass=.bang]background-color:#fcfcfc;color:#444;padding:40px;width:350px;border:solid #eee 1px[/newclass][newclass=.bangimg]margin: 0 auto;width:250px;height: 269px;background:url('https://vgy.me/ridOkK.png');margin-top: -10px;position: relative;z-index: 2;[/newclass][newclass=.banglyric]width:200px;margin-top:0px;font-size:20px;text-align:justify;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:Oswald;line-height:27px;position: relative;z-index: 1;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;width:325px;text-align:justify;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.skills b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.skills:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag span]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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May 31, 2017 13:13:46 GMT -5
Post by mustang on May 31, 2017 13:13:46 GMT -5
| So we said that we'd leave early, get some pizza later But my hands go down your jeans and you distract the waiter Until we take it somewhere better like the elevator | Seemingly Mustang didn't catch that last outburst from the girl, he was only there to get his mind away from the drama. But as he saw the look of the pale girl before him and the words she used. There was a immediate bit of confusion, a long pause as he looked to the girl before him and the shriveled old prune that seemed to run the place. Blinking twice at her, unsure of what the hell he was getting himself into. "Oh yea, um..." He said with his hands stuff in his pockets, trying to act about as nonchalant as he could. His eyes darting back to the pale girl calling herself Seneca, his look silently screaming for a explanation. "Put it down for Mustang and my dear Seneca. Thank goodness we got the last room right?" Taking his eyes away from the fucking prune that caused them trouble, looking back to his now supposed girlfriend for confirmation on the claim. At this point it was all very confusing for him. The NPC smiled up to the two of them, its beady eyes looking them over. "Here, you two follow me to your room..." He said before heading down the hallway. Mustang's eyes slowly turned back to the girl who dragged him into this mess. The smile creeping across his face almost looking too friendly. "Lets go babe." Mustang quickly reached out for her hand as she would have to play along. seneca |
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Jun 4, 2017 22:51:03 GMT -5
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Jun 4, 2017 22:50:15 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 4, 2017 22:50:15 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]Anya didn't move away from Mustang's hand and took it in hers -- firmly. She had to admit that she was lucky with this one. The male was sharp and played along much better than she had expected. Her grip was firm, but not meant to hurt him. If anything, it meant that there were boundaries. The woman hummed, walking side-by-side with her new 'boyfriend' to their designated room. Said room was located at the end of an old hallway lined with red wooden floor boards giving it the traditional vibe she was after. So far, she felt pleased.
Not wanting to wait any long, Anya slid open the old bamboo door to reveal a rather small, but quaint room. The tatami laid on the ground looked tattered, but in one piece showing signs of wear around the edges. It was scarcely furnished with one simple painting and a small table under a window with no blinds. Anya's expression was blank, unsure if she was disappointed. Letting go of Mustang's hand, she went to inspect the room.
The window showed no extravagant views just a bamboo fence that covered the scenery of the other side. She turned away feeling a little more than disappointed, eyeing the closet instead. Sliding open one of the double doors, she peeked in curiously. "Sorry, hun. It looks like you're sleeping on the floor tonight," Anya called out. There was only one futon and although it was big enough to share -- fuck no. "Also, I hope you're not in the market for a real girlfriend. I'd have to disappoint you." [attr="class","skills"]N/A [attr="class","bangtag"] [ 2] ♦ mustang 3yrs later [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.skills]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;padding: 10px; border: 1px solid #ccc; text-align: center; width: 300px;[/newclass][newclass=.bang]background-color:#fcfcfc;color:#444;padding:40px;width:350px;border:solid #eee 1px[/newclass][newclass=.bangimg]margin: 0 auto;width:250px;height: 269px;background:url('https://vgy.me/ridOkK.png');margin-top: -10px;position: relative;z-index: 2;[/newclass][newclass=.banglyric]width:200px;margin-top:0px;font-size:20px;text-align:justify;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:Oswald;line-height:27px;position: relative;z-index: 1;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;width:325px;text-align:justify;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.skills b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.skills:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag span]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 5, 2017 23:58:07 GMT -5
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Jun 5, 2017 1:19:59 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 5, 2017 1:19:59 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] I want to fall into this dream [attr="class","otlbody2"]As the lady entrusted her hand in his to play along, his smile inched even wider. Finding that there was a similar firmness in the tightness of their handhold. Perhaps under different circumstances, say if their relationship was actually real, then it must have symbolized something else. A trusted closeness of never wanted to let go of the other person, a want to always be by their side.
However Mustang felt a need for answers and a irritation that this sprang on him when he was not in the best of moods. Perhaps he should have gone bounty hunting to vent his frustrations instead. He followed the little manager of the establishment with her at his side, trying his best to avoid eye contact with his girlfriend. And while she went straight to investigate their room, Mustang did his best to thank the old man. "We appreciate the offer again sir." Giving a small bow to the manager. "No problem, no problem! Now you go have fun with lady friend!" The NPC replies with a low playful punch towards the player. A nervous chuckle emitting from him before he closed the door behind him.
Finally it seemed like the two had some alone time, the once courteous smile dropping as he turned to face his companion. What could only ruin his mood more was his examination of the room. His eyes looking to the single futon and the girl, expectant for him to sleep on the floor. "Believe me i'm not interested. But you pulled me into this mess, I came just in the nick of time to save your bacon." He said making his rounds around the room to examine the interior, keeping a watchful eye on the prized futon. "We can split it. 60. 40." Mustang said as he crossed his arms, standing on one end of it that presumingly would be his. Those were his terms.
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Jun 5, 2017 3:27:01 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 5, 2017 3:27:01 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]Anya took a glance at the male that she was paired with for the rest of the day. With the pleasantries all wrapped up, there was nothing to hold them back from speaking honestly with one another. She was almost glad that he was less than thrilled with the idea too. Her lips curved up, "oh? I'm sorry did I forget to thank you?" She cracked a fake smile his way, tone innocent yet equally insincere. Sure, it was cute of him to step up to the plate for her but, as a stranger, she wasn't going to be concerned about his feelings.
"Let's make this clear, okay? I'll get 60 percent of the futon -- pillow included, and you get 40 percent," she stated plainly with crossed arms, "includes part of the covers and don't say I didn't warn you, but I kick in my sleep." She smiled sweetly at him turning back to fetch two white towels from one of the closet shelves. Without so much as a warning, she tossed one his way. "Heads up, pretty boy," she laughed making her way to the door, stopping in front of him.
"What are you waiting for? Let's fucking dip."
[attr="class","skills"]N/A [attr="class","bangtag"] [ 3] ♦ mustangbaby post.. [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.skills]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;padding: 10px; border: 1px solid #ccc; text-align: center; width: 300px;[/newclass][newclass=.bang]background-color:#fcfcfc;color:#444;padding:40px;width:350px;border:solid #eee 1px[/newclass][newclass=.bangimg]margin: 0 auto;width:250px;height: 269px;background:url('https://vgy.me/ridOkK.png');margin-top: -10px;position: relative;z-index: 2;[/newclass][newclass=.banglyric]width:200px;margin-top:0px;font-size:20px;text-align:justify;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:Oswald;line-height:27px;position: relative;z-index: 1;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;width:325px;text-align:justify;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.skills b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.skills:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag span]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 6, 2017 15:14:56 GMT -5
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Jun 6, 2017 0:16:20 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 6, 2017 0:16:20 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] I want to fall into this dream [attr="class","otlbody2"]Pleasantries had been thrown out the window at the notice of her claiming him as her handsome boyfriend. Mustang let out a long sigh at her as his faced turned to a rather blank expression, unsure of what else to do. He would be stuck with this random girl as his companion for the rest of the day. Still some offer of comfort rather then the ratty mat that he could have slept on was better than nothing. "Deal." He said plainly flashing his own smile.
It was short lived, turning back to the same sort of blank expression as she turned to retrieve the towels. "You got a name by the way, babe?" He asked, raising one arm to rest at the elbow point of his lowered. Seemingly taking a guarded stance towards her. His hand reflexively catching the towel tossed at him, before tossing it over one shoulder as he approached the door with her. "Lead the way." This time he would flash a more genuine smile than before. The hope that this would lead to his own relaxation and time to get what he came for. A quite place to clear his thoughts. [attr="class","otlnotes2"] 196 ♦ seneca ♦ baby post for baby post [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.otl2]width:300px;padding:30px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#999;line-height:14px;letter-spacing:1px;background:#fcfcfc;border:solid #e8e8e8 1px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlimg2]margin: 0 auto;width:100px;height: 100px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-ms-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-moz-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-o-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);background:url('http://i.imgur.com/S7vHKMh.jpg');z-index:999;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyrics2]color:#ccc;letter-spacing:2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:7px;text-transform:uppercase;width:295px;height:120px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-98px;line-height:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyric2]color:#0D3451;font-family:Georgia;font-size:14px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:justify;margin-top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2]width:295px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2 b]color:#0D3451[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2]font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;margin-top:5px;color:#aaa;line-height:13px;text-align:center;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2 span]color:#0D3451[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 6, 2017 1:47:45 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 6, 2017 1:47:45 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]Anya quirked an eyebrow at his question, assuming he was asking for her real name. She had the option to deflect it with a sassy remark but thought twice about it. He had been polite and agreeable throughout his ordeal even through her catty behavior. She would give him this one without a fight. "Anya," she replied flatly. Any regular person would've thrown the same question back for formality, but not her, no. As far as she knew, he was called Mustang and that was the end of it.
Taking the lead that was practically handed over to her, Anya walked quickly from the same way they had entered, passing by the front desk. The old man managed a wrinkled smile, head tilting to the entrance to his left. She squinted at the gaudy tapered curtains that hung over the door way, head shaking. Now that was in poor taste. Pushing it out of her way, she entered with a wide grin, taking in the sights of the renowned Kuniumi hot springs with child-like excitement. The humidity kissed at her skin comfortably already causing her to relax from the tension she had felt earlier, bringing back some old memories.
She hummed softly, flicking away at the menu to bring up her inventory. After a moment of scrolling, she nodded to herself, selecting the swim suit she had gotten as a gift from a certain someone. It was only after equipping it on that she whistled, impressed with herself. It looked good on her and had fit perfectly in all the right places. It was only then that she had turned her attention to her companion with a proud smirk, waving at the scenery before them.
"Worth being dragged into my mess yet?" [attr="class","skills"]N/A [attr="class","bangtag"][ 4] ♦ mustang ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.skills]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;padding: 10px; border: 1px solid #ccc; text-align: center; width: 300px;[/newclass][newclass=.bang]background-color:#fcfcfc;color:#444;padding:40px;width:350px;border:solid #eee 1px[/newclass][newclass=.bangimg]margin: 0 auto;width:250px;height: 269px;background:url('https://vgy.me/ridOkK.png');margin-top: -10px;position: relative;z-index: 2;[/newclass][newclass=.banglyric]width:200px;margin-top:0px;font-size:20px;text-align:justify;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:Oswald;line-height:27px;position: relative;z-index: 1;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;width:325px;text-align:justify;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.skills b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.skills:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag span]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 9, 2017 18:11:46 GMT -5
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Jun 6, 2017 3:08:31 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 6, 2017 3:08:31 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] I want to fall into this dream [attr="class","otlbody2"]He hadn't originally mean't to ask for just her actual real name. It was still odd that every now and then you could just look above someone's head to see who they were. That was another aspect of game that was largely unfamiliar to him, it was a bit of head scratching thought. "Oh I'm Marcus!" He replied in kind, his tone beginning to soften back to the bubbly kindness that he was known for. It was not something he did with hesitation, it was reactionary. Like they were all still in the real world, but it was at this realization that he felt truly idiotic.
This whole time he had been trying to forget about Beat, the kiss, everything. It had took him this long to realize that his best friend in this virtual world, he didn't even know his real name. They went off of what they saw and who they liked to call themselves. Mustang's eyes drifted as he followed absently behind the lady. It was not until she had gone ahead and undressed herself that his attention refocused. His eyes catching on the soft pale skin of Anya before him in nothing, but a swimsuit. "What? Oh um..." He mumbled as he took his eyes away to not be caught looking.
It was nice place, a bit cliche. Yet the warm steam rising off the traditional looking hot spring was already beginning to ease Marcus's nerves. Even more so as he unequipped himself into nothing, but his basic swimwear. Nothing fancy, but it was either that or becoming naked. He sure as hell didn't want to take that risk as he keep his eyes away from looking at the pale lady. "Seems like a nice place, guess it wasn't so bad after all." A false smile crawling onto his face for her in agreement. [attr="class","otlnotes2"] 308 ♦ seneca ♦ blehh [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.otl2]width:300px;padding:30px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#999;line-height:14px;letter-spacing:1px;background:#fcfcfc;border:solid #e8e8e8 1px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlimg2]margin: 0 auto;width:100px;height: 100px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-ms-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-moz-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-o-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);background:url('http://i.imgur.com/S7vHKMh.jpg');z-index:999;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyrics2]color:#ccc;letter-spacing:2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:7px;text-transform:uppercase;width:295px;height:120px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-98px;line-height:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyric2]color:#0D3451;font-family:Georgia;font-size:14px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:justify;margin-top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2]width:295px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2 b]color:#0D3451[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2]font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;margin-top:5px;color:#aaa;line-height:13px;text-align:center;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2 span]color:#0D3451[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 7, 2017 21:55:59 GMT -5
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Jun 7, 2017 21:55:30 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 7, 2017 21:55:30 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]Anya pursed her lips, her gaze trailing down his figure taking in the fit physique, head nodding in approval. "You work out?" she asked curiously. Having spent most of her life training in gyms, she knew a thing or two about a male's body and Mustang's wasn't half bad. He took care of himself well. With a pop of her lips, she turned her back to help herself to the hot waters, plunging herself right in without reserve after tossing her towel to the side. The water came all the way up to her stomach, warming her from the bottom up in a soothing heat. Anya practically melted herself into the embrace of the springs, floating her way to one side to make room for her new companion. Anya waved for him to come in with her as she settled herself in, pulling back her arms to anchor herself to the edge.
Anya stretched out her legs, crossing one over the other, her head thrown back. She was in bliss while the waters worked away at her past fatigues and worries. "Water's hot, but feels damn good!" she called out. Without a doubt, this felt way better than any sauna that she had ever been to and definitely, smelled better. The woman smirked at the memory already kissing those days good bye. Now, this was the life for her and truthfully, wouldn't mind having Mustang come back with her in the future.
Out of her peripheral, she took notice of movement that she could only assume was Mustang getting ready to hop in with her. With some time on their hands, they might as well talk with each other. "So were you not interested in me because you got someone back home or what?" Anya's lips curved at their ends. "You have someone, right? Why are you here alone?" It was merely an assumption. Here he was, a good looking and polite guy with no interest in a pretty face right in front of him. That could only mean a few things.
"Don't get me wrong; I've got no interest either." [attr="class","skills"]N/A [attr="class","bangtag"] [ 5] ♦ mustang ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.skills]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;padding: 10px; border: 1px solid #ccc; text-align: center; width: 300px;[/newclass][newclass=.bang]background-color:#fcfcfc;color:#444;padding:40px;width:350px;border:solid #eee 1px[/newclass][newclass=.bangimg]margin: 0 auto;width:250px;height: 269px;background:url('https://vgy.me/ridOkK.png');margin-top: -10px;position: relative;z-index: 2;[/newclass][newclass=.banglyric]width:200px;margin-top:0px;font-size:20px;text-align:justify;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:Oswald;line-height:27px;position: relative;z-index: 1;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;width:325px;text-align:justify;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.skills b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.skills:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag span]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 9, 2017 19:08:34 GMT -5
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Jun 9, 2017 12:59:03 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 9, 2017 12:59:03 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] I want to fall into this dream [attr="class","otlbody2"]Mustang’s own eyes caught with his pseudo girlfriends as she looked him over. Personally he had no issue with being checked out or cat called before. And yet her stare at him was fairly disruptive to his own consciousness. Casually crossing his arms to attempt to try and cover up. His expression plain as he tried not to be caught in his own embarrassment. “Yeah, I mean I used to.” He said as he cleared his throat. Mustang slowly dipped himself into the hot pool of water, keeping himself a fair distance away from the girl.
His body suddenly laxed for the moment the water passed his shoulder. Stretching his body out so all that would be above the surface was his nose and above. Anya wouldn't know it, but this was the most relaxed he had been. The hot nearly boiling water taking hold of him, giving him a moment of peace. He slowly opened his eyes after a moment to relax.The charcoal haired male rose out of the water, raising his hands above his head to stretch. A faint smile creeping across his face as he drew his attention back to Anya. “I don’t really have a whole lot of family back home. I got a real shitty baby brother...but I'm not really committed to anyone.” His own words caught him off guard as he told a blatant lie. She seemed trustworthy enough to not tell him.
“I mean I met someone here. Someone who is just… he is a idiot. Like I don't know what was so wrong about it, but I gave him trust. Because…” His expression shifting to a shy smile as he folded his hands under the water, his gaze downward. “...he was my best friend. But I guess he just didn't care for me like I did…” Marcus still felt like his heart had been stabbed from the whole sequence of events. But he needed to take his mind off of him, not matter how painful it might have been to let go. Feeling as though he had just spewed out his heavy hearted feelings to this stranger he shook his head. “Oh jeez that got weird, I said way too much. Sorry if I bored you!” Making it an apology as they try and change the subject. [attr="class","otlnotes2"] 387 ♦ seneca ♦ blehh [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.otl2]width:300px;padding:30px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#999;line-height:14px;letter-spacing:1px;background:#fcfcfc;border:solid #e8e8e8 1px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlimg2]margin: 0 auto;width:100px;height: 100px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-ms-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-moz-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-o-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);background:url('http://i.imgur.com/S7vHKMh.jpg');z-index:999;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyrics2]color:#ccc;letter-spacing:2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:7px;text-transform:uppercase;width:295px;height:120px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-98px;line-height:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyric2]color:#0D3451;font-family:Georgia;font-size:14px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:justify;margin-top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2]width:295px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2 b]color:#0D3451[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2]font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;margin-top:5px;color:#aaa;line-height:13px;text-align:center;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2 span]color:#0D3451[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 9, 2017 18:43:18 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 9, 2017 18:43:18 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"]She listened calmly to the man's short story on his family, not wanting to tell him anything about her own. What was there to tell anyways? Her mother was a whore and her father was dead. The end. "I don't have any siblings, must be nice," she commented, allowing him to talk more about himself if he wanted. She had expected him to mention his days of working out or something much more mundane only to be surprised with his love life. Well, she did ask and now she received it with a little shock. She tried her best not to show it on her face, aware that it was beyond rude.
The pale woman nodded slowly as her mind slowed to match. "Oh... so you're gay?" Anya asked apprehensively, an eyebrow raised in his direction. She waved a hand to correct herself, "I'm not judging. If that's your thing then power to you and all that shit. Sounds like you're not sure?" She huffed, eyebrows furrowing now as she studied his expressions. It made sense now that she thought about it. Being friends than suddenly....in love...? For reasons she couldn't fathom, her mind had ran back to Skadi at that moment. Why was that damn woman always on her mind? Anya shifted herself in the water, sliding down in it a bit more to relax herself. She wasn't sure why the thought of her guild leader was riling her up so much.
"I mean do you like him like that?" [attr="class","skills"]N/A [attr="class","bangtag"] [ 6] ♦ mustang ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.skills]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;padding: 10px; border: 1px solid #ccc; text-align: center; width: 300px;[/newclass][newclass=.bang]background-color:#fcfcfc;color:#444;padding:40px;width:350px;border:solid #eee 1px[/newclass][newclass=.bangimg]margin: 0 auto;width:250px;height: 269px;background:url('https://vgy.me/ridOkK.png');margin-top: -10px;position: relative;z-index: 2;[/newclass][newclass=.banglyric]width:200px;margin-top:0px;font-size:20px;text-align:justify;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:Oswald;line-height:27px;position: relative;z-index: 1;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;width:325px;text-align:justify;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.skills b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.skills:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag span]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 9, 2017 19:32:09 GMT -5
Post by mustang on Jun 9, 2017 19:32:09 GMT -5
[attr="class","otl2"] [attr="class","otlimg2"] [attr="class","otllyrics2"]The night asks how I’m doing Then the red camellia that resembles you gets jealous Your sweet lips dazzle and shine Causing waves to rise in my sleeping heart Even unripe peaches taste sweet Under the scattering flower petals Following the tip of your silk clothes Holding you close I know the sound of your breath You’re blowing over to me In this dream-like imagination My day and night are all you Even my swaying heart Your thick scent bewitches me Paint it on a little thicker This night is deeply spreading Your sweet lips they dazzle and shine [attr="class","otllyric2"] I want to fall into this dream [attr="class","otlbody2"]Mustang expected the two to go back and forth about their own family. But it was silent from her end, it was fair. It was up to the lovely lady to feel like playing thereby. He didn't feel like totally exploring the details of his family, so he let the silent be thrown right back at her. He focused on the more immediate issues, about Beat.
He shifted his head back up to look at Seneca, giving a shrug to the question of his sexuality. "Well I'm bi? This whole game shit is just confusing." Mustang answered honestly with a shrug. An answer even he wasn't truly convinced of, more honesty continued to spew from him as he spoke up. Shifting his position so his arms were propped up against the edge of the hotspring. "I haven't really had a boyfriend before... it's just dumb. I know it is, but... I like him." A genuine smile shifting onto his face, giving himself a little shake of his head. "You got anyone your interested in?" He asked curiously.
While he initially felt awkward with bringing up his love life to her, he started to feel more comfortable. It sure as hell wouldn't fix the awkward night that the two had together. Sharing a futon, but he got along with her. She let him vent about his issues. "Thanks for listening Anya. If you ever wanna hang out some other time, I'd be down." He said giving out the offer as the night began to wind down. [attr="class","otlnotes2"] 251 ♦ seneca ♦ blehh [attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[newclass=.otl2]width:300px;padding:30px;text-align:justify;font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;color:#999;line-height:14px;letter-spacing:1px;background:#fcfcfc;border:solid #e8e8e8 1px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlimg2]margin: 0 auto;width:100px;height: 100px;-webkit-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-ms-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-moz-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);-o-clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);clip-path: polygon(50% 0%, 100% 50%, 50% 100%, 0% 50%);background:url('http://i.imgur.com/S7vHKMh.jpg');z-index:999;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyrics2]color:#ccc;letter-spacing:2px;font-family:Verdana;font-size:7px;text-transform:uppercase;width:295px;height:120px;text-align:justify;margin-top:-98px;line-height:8px;[/newclass][newclass=.otllyric2]color:#0D3451;font-family:Georgia;font-size:14px;text-transform:uppercase;text-align:justify;margin-top:-10px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2]width:295px;[/newclass][newclass=.otlbody2 b]color:#0D3451[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2]font-family:verdana;font-size:9px;margin-top:5px;color:#aaa;line-height:13px;text-align:center;text-transform:lowercase;[/newclass][newclass=.otlnotes2 span]color:#0D3451[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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Jun 9, 2017 21:04:37 GMT -5
Post by seneca on Jun 9, 2017 21:04:37 GMT -5
[attr="class","bang"] [attr="class","bangimg"] [attr="class","bangtext"] Anya's eyebrows raised up high into her hair at the word 'bi'. She's heard of bisexual people in the past, but never thought they actually....existed. The woman was ignorant, yes, but spending all your time indoors does that to a person. "Huh," she said awkwardly, a hand rubbing the back of her neck. "Happy for you, bud," she finally said with a sincere smile. It was nice to hear that others were enjoying their lives within the game like she was to some extent.
Anya sighed blissfully, expecting Mustang to talk more about his man crush only to catch her off guard with a reversal. Her? Like someone? Her face flushed at the question, her eye diverting away. Never in her life had she truly fallen in love with someone. Sure, she's had a few make out sessions here and there but could hardly remember their faces now. A love interest? Her?
"M-M-Maybe. I don't know," Anya blurted out. As flustered as she was, she tried to keep her cool in front of the guy. "I don't think I like her that way. My guild leader, I mean. She's a hardass who doesn't enjoy anything outside of hunting monsters." She groaned, letting her hand slide up to tap a finger against her cheek thoughtfully. "She's cool and I like that, y'know? In my life there's only been prissy girls and whiny guys so she's different and I just want her to admit that she...likes me? appreciates me?"
She could feel her spring mate's stare on her after that one. Anya stood up to leave now that she was done with the conversation and the waters had stopped their effectiveness. Her face was hot and she needed some fresh air to clear out the invasive thoughts. She was in love with Skadi? What the fuck? The moment she had tried to escape, she was met with Mustang's -- no, Marcus' comforting words. Right, she wasn't the only one dealing with these complicated feelings.
Nodding, she replied back in her usual tone of voice, "gross, don't get sentimental. I'll hang out with you any time you want." Rather than leave on her own, she decided to wait for him to get out too, using the time to send the male a friend request. "I'll share 50-50 with you if you stay up to talk more about your lover," she teased with a grin. [attr="class","skills"]wheeze [attr="class","bangtag"][ 7] ♦ mustang[attr="class","cred"]MADE BY VEL OF WW + GS[googlefont=Oswald][newclass=.skills]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;padding: 10px; border: 1px solid #ccc; text-align: center; width: 300px;[/newclass][newclass=.bang]background-color:#fcfcfc;color:#444;padding:40px;width:350px;border:solid #eee 1px[/newclass][newclass=.bangimg]margin: 0 auto;width:250px;height: 269px;background:url('https://vgy.me/ridOkK.png');margin-top: -10px;position: relative;z-index: 2;[/newclass][newclass=.banglyric]width:200px;margin-top:0px;font-size:20px;text-align:justify;text-transform:uppercase;font-family:Oswald;line-height:27px;position: relative;z-index: 1;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext]font-family:verdana;font-size:10px;line-height:15px;color:#666;width:325px;text-align:justify;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.skills b]color: #555; transition: 0.9s ease; -moz-transition: 0.9s ease; -webkit-transition: 0.9s ease;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtext:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.skills:hover b]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag]font-size:10px;line-height:12px;text-align:center;color:#888;letter-spacing:1px;width:230px;[/newclass][newclass=.bangtag span]color:#DB7093;[/newclass][newclass=.cred]text-align:center;font-size:6pt;color:rgb(132, 132, 132);letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;margin-top:5px;[/newclass][newclass=.cred a]color:rgb(132, 132, 132);font-size:6pt;letter-spacing:1px;font-family:verdana;[/newclass]
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