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Sweet Tooth || Chocola & Avery

Avery made his way around Leaf Valley, having no idea where he was really, but he knew one thing’s for sure- his massive sweet tooth had not been satisfied in quite awhile and he was looking for anywhere that might sell desserts, candy, cake, anything really. 

Making his way around, he finally came across what appeared to be a restaurant. He strode in, sideglancing around almost as if in suspicion when in reality he was just analyzing.  He walked up to the counter and sort of just stared for a moment intensely at the blonde-haired girl before saying a word. “Do you have desserts. Anything sweet.” He muttered in a monotone voice, still staring down at her a bit intensely as he typically did with his cat-like eyes. 

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"Yoo-hoo--" Chocola smiled brightly as the chimes of her nice, new, clean restaurant indicated the arrival of a customer. Normally, she would immediately be all over the stranger, but there were two things stopping her this time. The first was the simple fact that she wasn't exactly... fully open. Well, it wasn't that the sign said closed. The shop itself was technically open and inviting but... She hadn't finished unpacking. There were still a few boxes around. The second thing-- of course, the second thing was that this man was not simply tall. He was quite literally a giant. Chocola had never seen a man quite so large. Every part of his stature yelled suspicious. And maybe Chocola would have cared if she hadn't seen a better opportunity in front of her than collecting some bounty by turning in the obvious murderer to the cops (it wasn't like there were any cops here anyway).

"Hold this, mister!" Chocola grinned and batted her eyelashes before dropping a box in his hands. It wasn't particularly heavy. In fact, it was filled with lightbulbs. Enough to stock the place for several years. "See that light? It needs to be changed. It's too dim! Gee--, that's just not the atmosphere anyone is going for in a patisserie!"

"Oh, I suppose I can't call it that. A bakery? Hmm..." Chocola paused; she hadn't thought of a name for the store yet. In fact, the only thing she had set up was the oven and a small portion of the kitchen. "Listen! You scratch my back, I'll scratch yours. Capish? Ah-- Metaphorically, of course."

She couldn't reach his back even if she was on her toes.

"Hee-hee..." Chocola spun around, a saunter in her step as she bound for the counter, hopping over it with a grin. That was certainly against health and safety code-- but she wasn't known to follow rules terribly well. Glancing back at the man, she gave him a sly grin, "I make a great dessert, you know."

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Politely Intruding || Chocola & Dia

"Huge..." Chocola blinked, mouth gaping as she stared at the building. She couldn't remember if she had ever seen a building this big. A house? No... a mansion. It was definitely a mansion. The girl stared at the wide doors in awe, before a small grin began to form on her face. A princess. She was practically a princess! Well, what more for a knight to do than sweep her off her feet! That grin grew wider and wider as her pace quickened, first walking, and then running up to the door. Swinging the door opened, she was only slightly surprised it was unlocked. Most of the doors around here were unlocked during daylight hours. Charging in, the blonde rushed into what she assumed was akin to the living room... or drawing room. This was a fancy house. They probably had a drawing room.

"Dia?" She called out with a hint of uncertainty as she entered the room. Once she found who she was calling for, however, the uncertainty completely vanished, and she hurried over to the table where a young girl, not much taller than herself, sat in isolation.

"Yoo-hoo! Listen, listen!" She leaned over the table with keen interest as a toothy smile graced her lips in a not-so-graceful manner. She spoke a bit too loudly and moved a bit too quickly for the sluggish, aristocratic atmosphere. But what was she if she fit in with anything? Certainly not the Chocola she knew and loved. "I came to visit! Let's bake something! A cake? A fruit tart? Oh! Oh! Maybe a cheese danish or twelve? I'll compromise! A baker's dozen, no more!"

Boy was she good at talking. Still, she had been so incredibly curious about this girl's ability to cook-- and she had said she'd teach her during the festival. Besides, she looked rich. It wouldn't be too bad to cozy up a little. Not that that was her first intent! No, no, of course not! Her first intent never changed, and she expected it would be much the same as it was the last time she met someone who appeared a bit wealthy. Of course, that one had a doctorate.

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Chocola stared at the horse for a moment, in serious contemplation. It wasn't very happy-- but then again, she didn't get along with very many animals. She didn't have any particular dislike for animals, but they weren't usually terribly fond of her. As she watched the horse aggressively snort towards her, a voice startled her.

"Huh? I never said it was a good idea! Besides, I don't want to hear that from someone who's sneaking up and eavesdropping on me!" A voice in her ear wasn't something she was used to. She was usually the one doing the sneaking. However, as the stranger continued, her eyes glimmered with that same excitement from earlier. "That sounds exciting! Is there a sheriff in town? I'll take him on!"

"The horse, too! You just gotta be persistent." Chocola grinned, leaning towards the man in her usual, overly friendly way. Obviously, she was joking. It wasn't like she was actually going to take on a full-grown horse. Probably.

This guy's personality was completely different, but he certainly looked like that fellow she went on a date with. Ah, what was his name? Cam? "Gosh! Same hat and everything! Are you related to Cam? Really tall fellow? Gee... I think he grows flowers..?"

Horse Burglar || Ash & Chocola

"Wowza!" Chocola blinked, then stared for a while, then blinked again. She had never been to Bluebell before and man had she been missing out! It was a tiny posh neighborhood with a bunch of nice, clean cut white houses. The only thing that made it better was that, upon entrance, she had perfect view of a bunch of horses. Leaning against the fence, she stared at them with a glimmer of curiosity before reaching a hand over to pet one. Of course it didn’t exactly take kindly to the stranger, and as soon as it pulled away, Chocola realized she didn’t have much room to catch herself.

With a high-pitched squeal and a thump, the petite girl fell over the other side of the fence. Even though the there was a nice cushion of grass to break her fall, she still wasn’t fond of the grass stains on her knees nor the slight ache that accompanied hitting the ground. With an exaggerated groan, the girl stood up slowly, brushing the grass off her stockings and straightening out her dress.

"Golly… you’re a lot larger up close, aren’t you?" Chocola stared at the horse, who seemed a bit fed up with the blonde, but didn’t bother to hop the fence. "What if I stole you?”

Well, she stole a ferry, it wasn’t like a horse was any more difficult. But, y’know, sometimes people get these thoughts in their head. And sometimes said people don’t really think them through and are missing that part of their mind that’s going “Whoa man that’s a bad idea,” and this happened to be one of those times. For a minute there, she looked deadly serious.

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Horse Burglar || Ash & Chocola

"Wowza!" Chocola blinked, then stared for a while, then blinked again. She had never been to Bluebell before and man had she been missing out! It was a tiny posh neighborhood with a bunch of nice, clean cut white houses. The only thing that made it better was that, upon entrance, she had perfect view of a bunch of horses. Leaning against the fence, she stared at them with a glimmer of curiosity before reaching a hand over to pet one. Of course it didn't exactly take kindly to the stranger, and as soon as it pulled away, Chocola realized she didn't have much room to catch herself.

With a high-pitched squeal and a thump, the petite girl fell over the other side of the fence. Even though the there was a nice cushion of grass to break her fall, she still wasn't fond of the grass stains on her knees nor the slight ache that accompanied hitting the ground. With an exaggerated groan, the girl stood up slowly, brushing the grass off her stockings and straightening out her dress.

"Golly... you're a lot larger up close, aren't you?" Chocola stared at the horse, who seemed a bit fed up with the blonde, but didn't bother to hop the fence. "What if I stole you?"

Well, she stole a ferry, it wasn't like a horse was any more difficult. But, y'know, sometimes people get these thoughts in their head. And sometimes said people don't really think them through and are missing that part of their mind that's going "Whoa man that's a bad idea," and this happened to be one of those times. For a minute there, she looked deadly serious.

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Chocola has moved to Mineral Town

Prepare yourself.

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To fill in the blanks... Chocola's thoughts were being difficult enough, and although Claire might not have been directly speaking to her at that moment, she had heard her whispers loudest. Maybe she had been looking for something originally... But now the idea of filling in the blanks was a more prevalent motif. Perhaps in the end she wanting to lose herself forever.

Chocola looked a bit started as she received a terribly warm smile from across the table. She knew? Of course she didn't know. If she did know, she wouldn't be confiding in a total stranger. Now that she really thought about it, she had already said too much. Any further and the everything would spill over.

"I can't..." The words fell softly in response, terrified eyes cast downward. The letter... she definitely couldn't send it anymore. Only part of it was addressed to him, and there was no way she was letting him see the rest of it. Gathering up the paper in her hands, she unintentionally crumpled it slightly as she moved to stand up. "I should go."

It didn't sound like her. That sentence. It sounded like a stranger even to her own ears. As she stood there for a moment, she remembered Claire was talking about Jin. Even still, he hadn't wanted to speak with her, and it was probably best to let dead dogs lie. Attempting that previous sentence again, she attempted to sound a bit more like... well, her.

"I-I'm leaving." It still didn't sound right, but she wasn't about to give the attempt a third try, and she instead hurried for the door. A complete stranger certainly didn't need to know her whole life story. Especially not someone as terribly optimistic as her. In fact, telling her any part of her night life was already incredibly inappropriate, no matter the situation. Cringing at the afterthought, Chocola opened the door and hurried out. Perhaps tea wasn't the best idea.

I'm Mentally Unstable and You're Good w/ Stables

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"A disaster, huh..?" Chocola laughed, there really seemed to be no middle ground. Either someone was a professional cook, or they didn't know how to cook at all! It was the oddest thing. Still, she couldn't help but smile at his next statement. "Well then, I suppose you wouldn't know how to ice fish, then?"

Chocola leaned over, inspecting the water, before glancing back at Cam. Looking at the fishing rod, she blinked, obvious knowing nothing about how it worked. Instead of attempting, though, she gave the man next to her a toothy grin and commented, "In all honesty, it might be a better date if we just left and found a nice inn to stay at."

Don't Fall In || Blind Date || Chocola & Cam

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"What is it like? Gee, it's a bit empty. A lot of people come and go, but there aren't many faces we see more than once." As he continued his questions, Chocola blinked, "Oh, geez, I should have said that! I'm a chef!  We used to get a ton of customers, but since we're near a port, it's mostly travelers! Still, they tell great stories!"

DJ leaned over the man, beak touching soft cheek as he nuzzled his head against Micah. After a moment, though, he decided he was done with that and wanted his attention in another way. "Heeey, brrruuuuddy. Hey buddy!"

"Ahhh," Chocola frowned, sighing as she groaned, watching the bird as it began pulling at the man's blonde hair, "Hey birdface! Don't do that! Come here!"

As soon as the bird heard Chocola's summon, he dive bombed in her direction, obviously excited. Yelping, Chocola was quick to react-- mostly because she wasn't fond of bird talons in her eyes-- and rolled off the bed, crashing to the floor. Rubbing her head, she pushed some of the blanket out of her face and glared up at the bird with a aggressive huff.

Woolies and Warm coats || Chocola&Micah

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"I'm Chocola!" The blonde grinned, accepting the man's hand with the usual gesture. Chocola's actions always seemed a bit too close than they needed to be, and even with a hand shake it was no different. From the way she acted, it seemed like she was rather trusting. Either way, the man's accent caught her attention. "Hee-hee, you speak like a country boy, Mark!"

Not that that was particularly an insult. In fact, even Chocola had a bit of that country hick accent going on, but she had gotten pretty good at taming it, so it was less evident. The man didn't seem very good at... well, conversing. Good thing Chocola could make up for that.

"So? So? What are you doing around these parts, country boy? Don't you have a farm that needs tending? A fire to keep lit in the smithy? Oh! Maybe an inn to be keeping?" Chocola threw out ideas as she guessed the man's occupation, deciding that was the next best thing to talk about after exchanging names. Grasping his arm without permission, she giggled, "Are those muscles? Definitely a blacksmith! Final answer!"

Where I Was Called || Chocola & Mark

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Chocola

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this is my life

these are my choices

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"One? Oh! Yes!" Chocola blinked, the alcohol giving her a bit of trouble remembering what they were talking about. Looking away for a second, thoughts she'd prefer not to think passed through her mind. Her mouth opened, but for a moment, she said nothing, until finally, she finished her thought, "Rather... not worth it but... Imprinted, might be a better word."

Imprinted, yes. That was the perfect word to explain things... even though it explained nothing. The word kept mentally repeating itself and after downing her drink, Chocola realized it would take more than one shot of tequila to make it go away.

Right! The competition! Slapping the table lightly, the bartender returned and that upset look was replaced by a toothy smile, "You know, I have great tolerance! Watch out!"

That was a lie. But the drinks were already poured.

A Night on the (Mineral) Town ♥ Muffy and Chocola

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"Something like that!" Chocola grinned, deciding it might be best to leave out details for now. An acquaintance probably didn't care to hear the whole story. Besides, it wasn't a terribly interesting one. "Geez, since you're staying here, it shouldn't matter when you finally get around to checking in! It's not your fault the innkeeper isn't here!"

Chocola frowned, not exactly approving of Violet's response to her. Well, if she wasn't going to check in, Chocola had no problem doing it for her! Slipping behind the counter, she flipped through a bunch of papers as she looked for the clipboard. "Here, here! Just fill this out and we'll be good to go! No one will even know!"

Chocola grinned and pushed the clipboard into the girl's hand, passing her a pen as she looked around at the rest of the things. Good thing she wasn't a thief, or she might make away with a few of the things back there. Glancing back over at Violet, she gave her a reassuring smile, "Don't worry, you don't pay until you check out anyway! It'll be fine!"

A Chance Meeting | Chocola and Violet

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"Harassed? A conversation isn't harassment! Or maybe you just don't understand proper, polite exchanges." Chocola wouldn't be surprised if the caveman in front of her didn't know how to converse with another person. He had been doing a poor job with her, anyway. "Gosh, sorry to expect so much from someone like you!"

The blonde perked up when he asked why she was there, and she grinned. Maybe he really was a little interested in a real discussion. Of course, the following denial didn't rid that toothy smile from her face. "Golly, you're actually interested, aren't you?"

Moving just a tiny bit closer, out of habit rather than actually wanting to be close to the blue-haired man in front of her, "Hey, I'll move if you tell me something interesting!"

"Oh, but I suppose nothing interesting happens to someone as boring as you." Chocola looked away for a moment, an obvious glint of pity in her eyes. Glancing back, she added, "Chop down any nice trees today, scruffy?"

"Well, Chocola, on a scale of on to ten…" Chocola mumbled to herself in an attempt at humor as she made her way towards the inn in the biggest scarf she owned. Her thick sweater dress whipped around in the breeze as she fought against the heavy gusts of wind. Her words turned to thought as she fixed her gloves, "how much do you currently hate your life choices?"

"Probably a six, since my house could be broken down in a snow drift. All the ox could be de—" Chocola paused her worry about the carriage with her luggage in order to concentrate on a more impending doom. Hearing an echo to her step, she turned around only for a second, expecting it to be some stranger hurrying off somewhere. Squinting to peer through the hazy storm, a frown formed beneath that poofy scarf. Aw, hell no. "Make that a ten."

"… And him a zero." She missed his gaze only by a second, but he had definitely noticed her. And was purposely avoiding her. What a jerk. She could tell he was thinking bad things. Probably insulting her country accent and calling her names. Uncreative ones, at that. Slowing her pace, she waited for him to catch up.

"What, no bandana today? Or were you trying to disguise yourself with that awful hat?" Well, if he was going to be rude, he might as well insult her directly. That way she could punch him. But seriously, what was with that hat? It was well-made, of course, but it still managed to look awful on him. It must have been the contrast with his hair… Or his face.

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"How on earth is that romantic?" Chocola frowned, watching the man closely. That joking mannerism had vanished from his tone, but it was still difficult to tell if he was serious about the situation. With a grin, she giggled, as though she couldn't tell how serious the danger really was. "Sorry, but my favorite past time is causing trouble!"

The blonde moved closer, carefully, trying to feel out the scene. A small part of her was worried-- and maybe even terrified-- but part of her thought that he wouldn't use that knife if he didn't have to. He didn't need trouble, so he wouldn't try to cause it either.

"I'm not that easy." Alright, maybe that wasn't entirely true, but as a chef, the meal would have to be premium, five star quality and quantity. "Gee, I'm not going to snitch, but I definitely won't just forget it. I'm not the type to let go of blackmail that easy."

Chocola wasn't terribly fond of the man in front of her-- even she wouldn't go so far as to steal-- but what she did like was having the upper hand. Which this situation would give her. Well, no, he could easily take a knife to her throat, but maybe a part of him would feel like entertaining her. Tapping a finger to her chin inquisitively, her eyes lit up as soon as she thought of a good request.

"Show me you're a good person." Chocola smirked, eyeing the man suspiciously. She knew he would deny her request, but at least it would prove to her that he wasn't worth her time. Flirts were always trouble, there were no exceptions. And more often than not, they were awful people. Especially flirts who also happened to be wanted criminals.

Shooting Star Patrol! || @ Skye

Skye stood up and faced her, a dark expression on his face.

"It’s you? Were you so deeply struck by my beauty that you needed to follow? Oh, how romantic!"

His tone was surprisingly unreadable, and his eyes were shifting.

"Look, I don’t need trouble. I live here. This is my turf. And I have some ways of dealing with a snitch."

His appearance and voice didn’t match anymore. He flicked the knife around, playing with it. His other hand was in his pocket, almost as if he was going to grab someone.

"If you just forget this, I’ll treat you to a meal and leave the house."

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"Good!" Chocola nodded fiercely from her bed, pouting a bit at the thought of the man. She couldn't stand him, and just the thought could ruin her day. Luckily, Micah continued the conversation, and she listened quietly and nodded in agreement now and again.

"You're not cold? That's odd..." Chocola had met some strange people, but someone who wasn't phased by the cold at all? That was a first. It was a blizzard! As Chocola thought over the new information, DJ danced on top of the blanket burrito, talons attempting to get past the fluffy thickness of the blanket and reach the fluffy thickness of Chocola's hair.

"Cute?! Are you joking? He's a pest! Go away! Shoo, shoo!" As if angered by the word pest, DJ moved closer, nudging his way in between the blanket and the crook of Chocola's neck. In return for the cold bird beak, Chocola tried to wave off the bright red parrot.

"What's his name? What's his name?" The parrot repeated with an interesting laughter afterwards, before flying over to the stranger and perching on his shoulder.

"His name's DJ," Chocola muttered, making it obvious that she wasn't terribly fond of her new partner with the tone of her voice, "and apparently he's taken a liking to you."

Woolies and Warm coats || Chocola&Micah