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“ Every mechanical thing secretly has tiny elves running it, ” Special declared with a snort, looking over at the teen who accompanied him on his errand, “ It’s what they don’t want you to know. ” He reflexively ruffled up Jerry’s blonde hair, “ Come on, we still need to get something for His Unholiness, along with groceries. I could get you something while we’re at it, if you want. ”

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they snap out of their little trance, nearly startled by the stranger. “Ah! No!” they lie, tone defensive and embarrassed. what were they thinking?! talking to a stranger about their crush on their friend.

“Not- not really. I mean- She’s my friend, i have every right to-” they don’t finish their sentence, they knew it would just make things worse if they did “She’s my friend!” He probably didn’t even know Chelsea, so why was iris acting like he’d blab to her immediately if they let anything slip? they’ve already said too much

“Isn’t it odd to stare at a friend’s legs?” the cardinal inquired, twisting one of the large rings on his gloved finger. “At least, that’s what I figure,” he said and cleared his throat uncomfortably, “I’m not saying it’s bad though.”

If Copia was honest with himself, it’s something he would (and probably has done) do. “I’m really sorry. It seems that I have made things awkward,” he stated with a light sigh, offering them his hand, “So, let’s start this over, eh? I’m Copia. It’s nice to meet you.”

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Jerry pursed his lips at the question. should he tell him the complete truth about running away from home? probably not. that would just put him at risk of being sent back home. “I uh- I was just passing through, i guess.” he fibs. shrugging his shoulders as he spoke. “wanted to see what this was all about.” that itself was the truth. he’d been curious and wanted to check the place out. was that so bad?

“I guess that is fair, a garish church along with demonic folks running about tend to draw in crowds,” the ghoul said, a bit suspicious of the teen. He flicked the tip of his tail as he looked over Jerry; the kid seemed as harmless as could be but Special did feel it to be necessary to inspect humans. “You hesitated though,” he commented with a quiet purr in his voice, “Any specific reason as to why?”

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“Watch her legs move…” Iris mutters to the stranger out of habit, they weren’t even paying attention to who they were talking with. too focused on watching their best friend leave to get to her job after their little park ‘date’.

the man next to them probably didn’t even want to see iris swoon for Chelsea, but it was too late, They were already head over heals in love.

I can’t even see myself - All Them Witches

Copia was looking over at them, unsure of how he was supposed to respond to what he was witnessing. “Do you do this sort of thing often?” he inquired cautiously, white eye flicking up as he looked over the person they were watching leave.

He didn’t personally see the appeal but he would do something similar, regardless of if he would admit to it or not.

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     ☭      ;;      What the hell was this guy even Saying? Tord was just                       a bit confused on what he was going on with. Tord only                       wanted to talk to Copia about the next mission. Now                       he wished to just go back to his office.

                      ❛ Gode ​​Gud ❜ Tord muttered in his language ❛ What                       are you going on with Soldier?! ❜

Copia jumped a bit in surprise, not realizing that he was speaking aloud, “Ah, sir! I’m just rambling to myself, sorry sir.” He continued to turn his ring on his finger, gritting his teeth as he felt overwhelmed by a sudden rush of embarrassment at the fact that was thinking aloud. “I-It helps me try and keep my thoughts in order, kind of. I really am sorry if I was being a nuisance, sir.” 

Normally, these sorts of things didn’t bother him but Copia preferred not to look bad in front of his superiors. He would rather they like him or at least think highly of him.

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Copia was mumbling about to himself, avoiding the eyes of his superior while he was fidgeting with his gloves. He cleared his throat uncomfortably as he twisted one of his rings on his finger, “She was an evil woman, with an evil old soul.” It was anyone’s guess as to who he was specifically referring to, but he was definitely talking more to himself than he was Tord.

elizabeth // ghost // opus eponymous

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//Ghost lyric starter call! Like/reblog/reply to this post for me to make a starter based on a lyric from whatever Ghost song comes on shuffle in this playlist (here)

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MUSE BODY LANGUAGE.

bold/italicize what you apply to your muse.   REPOST. DO NOT REBLOG !! TAGGED BY  :  @fxntasygeek TAGGING  :  anyone who wants to do it!!

DEFENSIVENESS:

arms crossed on chest //   crossing legs   //    fist-like gestures    //    pointing index finger   //    karate chops    //   stiffening of shoulders    //   tense posture   //    curling of lip    //  baring of teeth

REFLECTIVE:

hand-to-face gestures    //    head tilted  //    stroking chin    //    peering over glasses    //    taking glasses off — cleaning    //    putting earpiece of glasses in mouth    //    pipe smoker gestures    //   putting hand to the bridge of the nose   //    pursed lips    //   knitted brows

SUSPICION:

arms crossed   //    sideways glance   //   touching or rubbing nose    //   rubbing eyes   //    hands resting on weapon    //    brows raising   //   lips pressing into a thin line   //   strict, unwavering eye contact  //   wrinkling of nose

OPENNESS & COOPERATION:

open hands  //    upper body in sprinters position    //   sitting on the edge of a chair   //  hand-to-face gestures    //   unbuttoned coat    //   tilted head   //   slacked shoulders  //    droopy posture    //    feet pointed outward   //    palms flat and facing outward

CONFIDENCE:

hands behind back    //    hands on lapels of coat    //    steepled hands    //    baring teeth in a grin  //    rolling shoulders    //   tipping head back but maintaining eye contact    //    chest puffed up/shoulders back    //    arms folded just above navel

INSECURITY & ANXIETY:

chewing pen or pencil   //   rubbing thumb over opposite thumb  //    biting fingernails    //  hands in pockets    //   elbow bent /closed gestures   //    clearing throat   //    “whew” sound   //    picking or pinching flesh    //   fidgeting in chair  //    hand covering mouth whilst speaking  //    poor eye contact  //   tugging at pants whilst seated  //    jingling money in pockets    //    tugging at ear    //   perspiring hands    //   playing with hair   //   swaying  //   playing with pointer/marker    //    smacking lips    //   sighing    //  rocking on balls of feet // flexing fingers sporadically

FRUSTRATION:

short breaths  //    twitching eyelids   //    “tsk” sounds    //   tightly-clenched hands    //   fist-like gestures   //    pointing index finger    //   running hand through hair   //   rubbing back of neck    //    snarling   //   revealing teeth/grimacing  //     sharp-eyed glowers with notable tension in the brows   //   shoulders back, head up - defensive posturing   //clenching of jaw/grinding teeth   //   nostrils flaring   //    heavy exhales

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“Even then every song about satanism isn’t even bad. like? every single song i’ve heard about it is pretty great!” Jerry added, putting his hands in his coat pockets. He smiled when the ghoul introduced himself, mainly because he thought the name was silly, though he wouldn’t say that out right. “I’m Jerry” The Teen told him, since Special wasn’t going to be formal about his name, and it didn’t feel like he needed to be formal, then Jer wouldn’t be that formal about his name either.

“Oh hell yeah, Satanism is pretty great,” Special said plainly, adjusting his cassock a tad. He stayed still before he slowly turned his head to face him, “Anyway, what brought you here? I haven’t seen you around before and I hang around outside here a lot.” That part was definitely true as the ghoul was the one responsible for tending to the local feral cat colony that lurked about the church.

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((lyric starter call!

might be All Them Witches or Ghost lyrics but still))

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what color are you?

tagged by: @fxntasygeek

tagging: @rcdhccdie @stcrmclcud (for Sage!!) and anyone else!!!

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Jerry had only been on the run for a week and it seems he was already somehow joining a satanic church. He didn’t really have a full grasp of what the stranger was saying. However he did understand the bleeding palms thing, and the motion that was used to show him what the other meant. “Huh” is all he could think of saying. it wasn’t like he could really add that much to this conversation when all the stranger was doing was telling him about what went on around here. “All this stuff doesn’t sound as bad as everyone else makes it out to be” no wait. He did have something to add.

“I don’t really get why a lot of people decide to demonize us really, I mean singing about Lucifer isn’t an outright evil thing to do,” he admitted, “But to each his own, am I right?” He clapped his hands together as he turned to the teenager, “Anyway, I think a proper introduction is in order. You can call me ‘Special’, it’s what most folks call me.” He tilted his head to the side in an almost feline-like fashion as he stared at him expectantly, “What about you?”

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