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un: angel

[schmisse]

Cellinia, it's Weiss.

I kept to myself for most of last month, so I'm not too updated on a lot of people.

How are you doing? Is there anything you need that I can help with?

[swordpour]

(shit. she was hoping a little she might not have to worry about this, her arm is fine enough by now no matter the sharp talons of the harpies she fought while protecting marco. the transformation into a werewolf after wasn't quite that helpful either in it's healing since it was immediately reopened after from the way her body contorted, but that was a given.

....maybe she can keep that hidden for now since it's wrapped up beneath her sweater currently.)

I'm fine.
A lot of the stuff going on was things I got caught in sadly; I don't envy you for staying inside the whole time.

You missed the brunt of it with the resort being filled up with monsters and the basement was weirdly freezing and nastier than usual when I went to go check on Broca again.

delivery, 12/25.

[empaler]

[ on christmas morning, one of the staff will deliver a package to cellinia wherever she is. there's no card, but there is a note attached to the ribbon in clorinde's handwriting: joyeux noël, cellinia. — clorinde

inside, she'll find a vintage silver cigarette case and a cigarette holder. ]

[swordpour]

(of course on christmas morning there had been a mutual delivery done. cellinia had left it herself, no card attached as well. however, the note attached did read in her own writing: buon natale, clorinde. — cellinia.

her own package would be a silver rapier pendant and a ring of similar nature. both things cellinia had thought suited her.)

Backdated to 12/25

[tfy]

[Texas may carry Pocky on her at all times, but has she ever had giant Pocky? The kind that's 28 centimeters long??If not, good news: Hiyori bought her some for Christmas! It comes in five different flavors, and it'll be delivered to her door on the 25th, accompanied by a handwritten note.

I didn't know they still made this kind! Anyway, thanks for helping out in the treehouse. I hope you have a "sweet" Christmas!

Funnily enough, a gold coin from the casino seems to have made its way into the envelope. How did it get there? Who knows—but it might just be a gift from Rinne Junior, who collects them. Hiyori doodles Rinne Junior on the note, along with his other two birds who were in the treehouse with them, and signs the note with his signature.]

action;

[redfortune]

[ Knock, knock. Someone's here to take her up on that offer. ]

― asta

[swordpour]

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You sure?
I know it can be a lost cause trying to teach me how.

(her stronger charm points are being straightforward, after all.)

[astraisborn]

We won't know until we try! Besides, there's many ways of flirting.

Even being straightforward can have its own charms.

― clorinde

[swordpour]

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Something like that.
Nonno....my grandfather, he wanted me to protect myself.

Later, whenever I learned how to use the family swordsmanship in tandem with my arts? He gave me my first sword. He was proud of me.

I remember he said:
Cellinia, you are a natural-born combatant, never forget that, my granddaughter.

I didn't know what he meant at the time until later, when I started to notice that I reacted differently in a fight than in general. That I wasn't holding back when someone drew a weapon on me....I wasn't showing them mercy, they wouldn't have shown it to me.

― clara

[swordpour]

( continued. )

You mean like when people embalm the bodies to prep for funerals?
Or whenever they're prepared to cremate the body in a crematorium?

(not that terra doesn't have funerals, it's more....a lot happens. not even the infected are given burials depending, out of fear of it spreading.)

I can't say I'm that well versed in this.

(her only "funerary rite" given was setting the manor on fire. burning away the corpses, her grandfather's own included.)

[incirculation]

We frequently embalmed bodies to preserve the appearance of the deceased. Cremation was also an option. I was speaking more of the mourning that comes afterwards. I am not usually invited to such things, but the kind that includes liturgy and eulogy. The graveside services are also charming in their own way.

["Charming"... she still thinks she's being subtle enough. She hasn't said anything horribly weird. Funeral services can be charming!]

The longer one lives the more familiar they become with such things. My personal interest is something all together different. I don't expect many to share it.

― jingyi

[swordpour]

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(part of her felt a tinge of relief at there being no response, maybe she’s safe. she’d hope for that much. texas had even contemplated asking for them to replace the jacuzzi with something else, she rather play pool than, say, enter into a hot tub with someone. but that wasn’t on the table originally whenever the wolf had been trying to earn chips for herself as a means of avoiding more issues. by now, she’s smoking again. lit cigarette hanging out of her mouth and head tilted back into her sofa with her gaze fixated on the ceiling, she’s half hoping that the other woman also got tempted by another offer. surely she’d have a few, right? she’s good-looking and texas can admit that. women like her are bound to get many offers from the freaks in this resort, not even the players like them alone who are stuck in this hellhole as she’s often called it to herself.

it’s only the forceful knock that causes her to almost jolt, fuck. she should have expected that. the other woman found her room number. she’s reluctant on letting her in, if not for her recollection of what can happen if she didn’t? she even might not have, but eventually the lock clicks open and there she is. the first lone wolf of this resort, dressed casually in gym shorts and a tank top as she usually would for when she’s relaxing. the aesthetic from what she could edit was an interesting one, though. black and blue colors, a mix of classic film noir mobster and modern day gangster about what pops out. even tied together by what looks to be her window’s hologram showing a constant dreary rain.

is it bad that she’s hoping to not get a repeat of their first meeting? probably, probably not. but the door is open and there is that jacuzzi off in a corner. untouched, but taken care of. close to another set of windows that she changed, the bar she mentioned did look more used. even her kitchen does, she doesn’t always drink but she does typically cook her meals when given that chance. nothing more than that before the wolf takes up her spot on the sofa again. not a word, not a single word while she dips her cigarette into the ashtray until:)

I’m still likely going to ask to replace it.

[tiandi]

[ Jingyi's scowl turns into a mischievous smile, then brazenly lets herself in without waiting for permission. She stretches her arm as she struts inside, feeling at home without even spending any time longer than a minute yet. ]

All the more reason to use it before it disappears.

[ She says, only then she stops to look around and notices the drinks and the parts of the suite that looks lived in, and parts that did not. ]

Ah, another side of you. How deeply interesting... Never thought someone as fluffy and adorable as yourself would be a smoker.

un: lilith

[blundering]

hey, texas-san
you there? it's me, jun

[ ... which she likely already knows, given he's texting her via his watch. ]

[swordpour]

I'm here.
I'm just stuck on set for a shitty porn film.

(don't. ask what's happening, please, she's in hell right now.)

@nami, during the auctions

[cartographie]

Hey. Want to make half a grand?

[swordpour]

....doing what, exactly?
This isn't about to be the start of one of those bad porno's we were all acting in, is it?

(can't say she's not curious, seeing as how she's currently keeping an eye on people bidding on her posting thanks to chirpy.)

un: galactic baseballer

[stellerly]

{ ooc: I'm so sorry this took so long, I forgot to make a note and adhd did the rest... }


[ It's been [a number of] days since the Mating Season fiascos, and Stelle had a notif pop up on her watch about an unfulfilled date, which she'd very much meant to follow through on, but she's been... we'll go with indisposed. ]

Hey, Texas? It's Stelle. Sorry it's been a minute. I was hoping you'd still like to meet up for that date?

no worries! ik the adhd struggle too well x.x

[swordpour]

Don't worry, it's fine.

(fiascoes and suffering aside, she did still owe stelle a date. somehow she skirted by not getting a suit flare.)

I'd still be up for showing you around, today I should be free.

(....at least this should be more normal than her date with cipher.)

un: nami

[cartographie]

Remember when you let me spend a night at yours? Did I leave anything there? All my shit is gone, I'm trying to collect what's left.

[swordpour]

(now there's a face she didn't expect to see again.)

You left some clothes, I kept them washed and in the spare bedroom closet.
Not sure on alcohol given my bar stock.

truth or dare 2026

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@belialedge

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(mutual mercing pact.)

Hard not to.
If I have the choice between being petty whenever people do stuff like that to me or not, I'm going petty.

(neither did granddaddy salvadore.)

....thinking about it, I didn't say it had to be from back home either.
It's almost depressing that a lot of us have happier memories from being stuck in this hellhole than of back home usually.

I guess me included, aside from what happier times I had before.

@dilettante

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....from what I remember we actually do have the Yakuza in my world, except they're from a place called Higashi.

(honestly? she might have pointed out the differences in reality and the sopranos for herself. people don't expect young girls to be chosen over their father's for leadership, especially not when something like the mafia is a man's world in general. similar to the yakuza. expectations, expectations, there were plenty of those. you don't survive if you fall from grace in that wolf eat wolf world.

she's seen it, she knows it, and she understands it all too well.)

It's easier to say for comparisons that I'm Siracusan, or rather Italian, but I'm also Columbian....American, for another. I was born Columbian, but raised Siracusan.

There are some things that are difficult to unlearn, even more difficult to let go of that people in that life know about. Whenever you leave, they all know. Marking you as being without a pack, designating the person as scum they talk about behind their backs while calling for the death of people that once sat with them at the table depending on the "sin" they committed. It doesn't matter how high they were, everyone falls one day and those people were the ones foolish enough to abandon everything for getting further ahead in a cutthroat world that didn't give much of a shit about them.

I left it behind me....but it doesn't change what I lost, that many people openly spoke about me terribly in a country that once said I was "more Siracusan than true Siracusan's". They'd call me a party girl, useless, say I got killed somewhere or died quietly from how quick I was to disappear after discarding what would've been a life as an heiress and donna had it not been for what happened to become a lone wolf as they call it.

I'm happier for it, is what I know. Living like that in the sense of letting others decide how you want to live isn't truly living was what I realized regardless of doubts I had to myself, even if took me seven years to realize this. So the reason why living makes me happy, is truly because I love life regardless of how I once questioned myself for making these choices. On if this was worth it.

@wheft

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Can't be helped.
I just happen to attract happy-go-lucky fools and their annoying pain in the ass friends who pull disappearing acts on them.

But that's fine. Someone has to balance out the edges, anyway, even in a shitty place like this.
So I guess if I had to say something to drink to, to the idiots we care for and would kill for.

(what in the crazy ass toast....)