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dioleft:

 

"Oh."

He hadn’t really been into fairy tales, even though he heard of ‘em as a kid. Stories seemed like a waste of time; he was always so busy with Free the Soul.

"Well that’s… interesting."

He didn’t see how they were teaching tools, but. Luna started sipping at her drink and he did the same, feeling a bit awkward.

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"S-so… what’s your favorite story, then?"

|Luna felt a faint blush appear on her cheeks at Dio’s slight approval. She places her drink back onto the table, licking her lips. Is that a bitter after taste? Dio distracts her from her own question with one of his own.|

 Well…I think it might be Rapunzel.

Have you..heard it before, Dio?

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"Eh… casual?" Dio didn’t know the difference between formal and casual anymore. He wore a damn ringmaster’s coat everywhere he went, for Brother’s sake!

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"What kinda stories have you read?"

|Luna nods gently, a small glimmer finding it’s way to her eyes at the mention of stories.|

Lots…Fairy tales, mostly.

I..feel I..learned from them….Sorry, that sounds silly.

|Feeling rather insecure from the fact she opened up just a bit, despite the fact it was Dio and she was comfortable with him, Luna takes a small sip of her drink.|

That one odd shadow (CA Open)

nephilim-of-darkness:

As time passed, Gix began to adapt to his new surroundings. He still hadn’t found his apartment, nor had he actually been productive, but he had instead developed a routine that he started following. He would start by answering his stomach’s roars with dumpster diving for leftovers, eating what little meat he found there, and saving the rest for later. Then he would wander for a bit, watching other residents from a distance and observing them in secret. After growing bored of this, he would then eat what food he had saved while searching for a nice alleyway to hide, where he would then relax and allow his mind to wander. Later, he would then repeat this process from the beginning, completing the loop.

Today, he was feeling especially bored as he wandered the streets, muttering to himself, “So, this is what has become of me? Well, I do suppose that it could be worse. After all, I could be rotting away somewhere, had they not brought me here. However, dull is still dull, I suppose.”

|Luna never grew tired of the fresh air and the soft breeze, and always took the time to walk everywhere though she was equipped with a moped. She passes the young male, debating whether or not to greet him, when she notices him muttering to himself. Luna knew that humans did that sometimes when they were distressed…perhaps she should offer a hand to him?|

E..Excuse me?

A…Are you..alright?

Open for any citta members.

feistyfreedom:

Alfred wandered around the city…and yea he was nervous.

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Though as usual he hid it but not as well as usual. He was biting his lip and nervously tugging on his cloths that he was given when he first woke up in this city. He hit his hand against a building with his fist and quickly remembering he lost his strength instead causing a bruise. “AGHH!” He bent over groaning and holding his knuckles. “Ow..shit..” He looked up. He shoved that hand in his pocket and kept walking. “Where is Artie?..where is everyone!?” He was talking out loud but barely noticed. He heard footsteps behind him and spun around. Already stressed he kind of just snapped right there.

"If you work for those scientists back..off." He held of the BB guns hoping to make some use of them.

|Luna held the paper bags for her groceries, a soft smile on her face. She had adjusted easily to city life, it seemed. It was almost like a fairytale, though, the redhead knew this couldn’t last forever. Nothing good did.

It seemed her good luck had already ran out. She hears a distressed young male, and impulsively begins to work towards him. Shifting her bags to one arm, she reaches over to tap his shoulder.|

E..Excuse me…?

|As she musters the words, Luna’s met with the end of his bb gun. She drops her groceries in surprise, lifting her hands up defensively.|

I-I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to cause any trouble…!

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dioleft:

 

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Psh. She looked prettier than any stupid lights. 

…But he wasn’t going to say that. Dio looked at the decorative lights, giving a small nod. “Y-yeah, they are.”

Fuck. Conversation. Just his specialty. (Not)

"So… uh, you ever… been to one of these before?" Of course, that was a stupid question, as Luna had lived in Rhizome-9 all her life, right? Yeah… 

|Luna shook her head.|

S-Sorry, I haven’t..

I’ve…read about them before, though. W-well, they were more..elegant, in the stories I read…this seems a little more casual.

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"Yeah, I guess I am." He was more nervous than hungry, but he could go for some food. Luna didn’t seem to mind, either; they walked together to the main food table thing. 

Um. Well, he had to let go of her hand now, didn’t he? Okay. Three… two… one… His fingers unhooked from hers, and he handed her a plate. He wasn’t even sure if it was time for everyone to eat, but he didn’t really care, either. They were here now, so they would eat now.

There were some generic foods, like chicken and potatoes and whatnot. Dio shrugged and just got a little of everything; he could throw out what he didn’t like later. Once they both filled their plates, Dio scanned the room and found an empty table to them. He motioned for Luna to follow, and went to sit down.

|Relieved that Dio shared her hunger, Luna followed him to the food table. They gathered their respective meals (Luna grabbed some food, but she wasn’t sure what until she actually sat down. She didn’t want to keep people waiting for too long, after all.) and sat at a table.

Luna took small bites of her food. Though she was hungry, nerves were overpowering her appetite. Luna wasn’t even sure what to say. Should she say something? After an awkward silence, Luna decides to speak up.|

U-Um…the lights are…pretty….

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"Oh, uh…" 

Dio’s face flushed further. Damn - he was… really inexperienced with this kind of shit. Fuck! What were you supposed to do at dances? Dance? Eat? Talk?

"Well… we could eat? Or… dance?" He probably wouldn’t be dancing, unless she really really really wanted to.

I…I’m fine with anything….

|Luna, that doesn’t help. She ponders for a moment, observing the atmosphere. There were couples laughing, some looked pained to be together, others were alone and having fun anyways, others looked miserable…it was a lot to take in.|

Um…I-If you’re hungry, we could eat…

|Luna was hungry herself (She got preoccupied getting ready), but she wouldn’t force Dio to go eat with her if he wanted to do something else.|

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They walked, hand in hand, to the event. It was… weird. Dio felt like an ordinary person for a bit; going to a dance with a girl he sort of liked. Not that he liked her in that way - of course not. 

Ha. He’d have to continue to ignore these festering feelings, then.

Didn’t help that his fingers were laced with hers, and his heart was beating wildly at the sight of her in the dress. She was really cute damn it.

After getting lost in thought, he hadn’t realized that they arrived. Welp. There were a lot of people here, weren’t there? He squeezed Luna’s hand, a bit nervous.

|It was nice. Dio’s fingers interlaced with her’s, a warmth surrounding the couple, and..for a moment, it was just the two of them in this city. There was no one else to worry about about, and though Luna naturally worried about those she cared about..it was nice not to, for a moment.

Anxieties return as she sees all the people. Her and Dio squeeze each other’s hands in sync, a mutual shyness overcoming the couple. She looks at him with an unsure smile.|

U-Um..

…What would you…l-like to do?

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