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Ignis "no chill" Scientia | イグニス・スキエンティア ([personal profile] claritatis) wrote in [community profile] hadriel_logs2018-07-19 10:29 am

[OPEN]

Who: Ignis Scientia, Julie Grigio, Nil, Jet Star, Poison & MAYBE YOU?
What: Catchall for second half of July, can also be used for event purposes
Where: Everywhere!
When: Between 07/16 and 07/31
Warnings: None yet!
restinglichface: DO NOT TAKE ANY ICONS W/O PERMISSION (eight-foot vertical leap)

speakeasy;

[personal profile] restinglichface 2018-07-28 01:26 am (UTC)(link)
[Poison may prefer to sit back and people watch, but for the elf, half of the reason she even goes out anywhere is simply to socialize. She's gregarious to the extreme, never quite so alive than when she's sliding up to strangers and flirting, grinning wide and tousling her hair, surrounding herself with the attention she so thrives off of.

So it's no surprise at all when the elf hones in on Poison, all alone with their drink, and approaches with a smile, her own glass left momentarily at the bar.]


Hey, cutie. What's shakin'? You look a little lonely over here.
writtendestiny: (075)

[personal profile] writtendestiny 2018-07-29 04:46 pm (UTC)(link)
[Before her time spent in the Box, Poison had never considered the potential of 'flirting'. During that time, she had learned enough of it to employ it herself, but she would not have even needed that knowledge to grasp the tone behind Lup's words when she approaches.]

I'm not. [She replies bluntly, momentarily lifting her eyebrows.] I was alone, but now I'm not that, either.

[Because, well, you know.]

You forgot your drink.
restinglichface: (Target is like haunted house rules.)

[personal profile] restinglichface 2018-08-08 03:11 am (UTC)(link)
[You know, indeed.

Maybe it's not the reaction Lup was expecting, but the elf seems hardly fazed, the woman slipping closer to Poison so they are both side by side, staring out at the other patrons loitering around the bar together. It's not too busy of a night, but there's enough familiar and new faces to make the place feel lively. The elf's eyes slide to the woman at her side, her smile grinning charmingly.]


Maybe I was just hoping you'd get one for me.
writtendestiny: (016)

WHOOPS I LOST THIS SORRY

[personal profile] writtendestiny 2018-08-25 08:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Why, did your legs stop working?

[The retort comes after a soft snort, almost-derision wrapped around amusement with no venom in it, only a kind of curious disbelief. Since the bar is right there, why would this woman need Poison to do anything for her?

The charm, evidently, isn't really having much of an effect.
]

The one you left isn't even finished.