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Though oftentimes too bitter for her tastes, Evie liked to keep a stock of coffee beans at her studio for her assistants and clients to enjoy. A stock that was currently running a bit low, so Evie had decided to stop by the coffee shop before heading over to the studio.

Or that had been her original plan before she was sidetracked from her task by the fluffy dog sitting just outside of the shop.

There was no other way to describe her expression besides sparkling. There hadn’t even been much of a change from her normal expression but her cheeks were slightly pinker and her eyes were bright as she gazed down at the dog.

Crouching down and placing her sketchbook and tablet in her lap, Evie held out both hands to the dog, caught between wanting to pet the fluffy dog or sketch him.

“What a beautiful dog you are,” she complimented.

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Ashe-Lin wasn’t much of a coffee drinker, she liked tea the best since it soothed her instead of giving her a hyperdrive- but today was a morning she needed a quick energy booster and coffee seemed like a better option then, in her opinion, the bad taste of energy drinks.

Yazho had to stay outside of the shop since it was a no dog zone, but he sat and happily waited there for her return, tail wagging away as customers of the shop petted her and said hello. Yazho was good at sitting still, even when people around him gave him attention- that's partly why he never needed a leash, even as a small dog he learned to stay right by Ashe-Lin’s side and obey whatever order she gave.

Ashe-Lin turned her head towards Yazho every once in a while, smiling each time as he saw him still there. She reached the counter and began ordering, making sure to get something small for Yazho as well.

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As brilliant as Evie could be with a pencil or a brush... she was absolutely rubbish with handling most electronics beyond knowing how to do things in the art and editing programs that she utilized. At least she wasn’t beyond asking for help when things went wrong.

It was bad timing really, in the middle of a large commission, for her tablet to malfunction. She generally did the majority of her work on a desktop computer at home with an extra copy backed up on an external harddrive, but the tablet was useful in keeping track of her schedule and doing small portions of the larger project while on the go. Evie had gotten very good at portioning out her time since Eric had gotten married and couldn’t spend as much time with her.

Honestly she had had to learn how to be independent of her longtime tutor turned pseudo guardian after this long under his guidance.

Checking the address she had written neatly in a small notebook, Evie made sure she was in the right place before heading in to find the apartment she had been told to go to.

Hmm... this door was the right one... probably?

Raising a hand, Evie knocked, only slightly startled by the loud bark that greeted her in return. She hugged her tablet a little closer to her chest as she waited for the door to be opened.

Raised as she was, Evie actually didn’t have much experience with animals. She had briefly considered adopting a pet of her own when she’d finished with her undergrad studies, but seeing as she was still learning how to take care of herself - she didn’t want to cause harm to an animal.

As the door was opened partly, Evie blinked quietly at the man that peered out at her. She’d... never actually met the man that she’d requested help from so - well she seemed to be in the right place though as he smiled and opened the door the rest of the way. 

Her attention was immediately stolen by the dog that wandered out and sniffed around her feet.

What a cute dog.

A small smile made its way onto her lips and Evie’s eyes seemed to be sparkling before she realized she was being spoken to and returned her attention to the man.

“Oh yes, that’s me. I’m Evie, thank you for accommodating me.”

Excusing herself, Evie entered the other’s apartment. Eric would probably be screaming if he saw her now. Something about not going to a man’s apartment alone. Something about how she didn’t know anything about him. But he wasn’t here and Evie was never one to think that someone would have bad intentions.

And he was helping her so - plus he had such a cute dog!

Really it’s a wonder she’s gotten by so long like this.

“Coffee? A cup sounds nice... merci beaucoup.”

Eric would really be throwing a fit right about now.

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Knox was usually one to repair things at the shop, but since the shop was closed on certain days, he made it known that he could fix stuff at home. He liked helping people, and especially if it was with something he was good at, liking fixing things or whatever. In this case, it was a broken tablet. A lot was glitched out, and its an issue he had seen before so it was no issue to fix it for the lady. 

He went into the kitchen to make some coffee while he waited for her arrival. The apartment first opened into the  kitchen area, which he did his best to keep somewhat clean so guests could move around. Knox wasn’t exactly a dirty person, he threw out trash and kept most of his stuff off the floor, it was just that he had a ton of stuff. Electrical parts and pieces that he somewhat organized in the living room, clothing piled in three laundry baskets in the closet, even though he only wears three uniforms anyways. It was..messy, to say the least, but it never was trashed up, which is a plus in most cases of cluttered homes.

Knox heard a knock at the door, making his head turn to it. Macho was the first to vocally react however- the brute husky barked as she ran to the door. She didn’t claw at the door, thankfully she just liked to bark at the door knob till she saw it turn. She was smart, and a nice guard dog too! Knox went to the door and opened it, which made Macho stop barking immediately and turn into investigate mode, sniffing through the crack of the door.

Knox opened it partly and peeked through, once he saw a lady with a tablet in hand, he smiled and opened the door completely. Macho sneaked up and began sniffing at the woman’s feet as Knox began to speak.

“Hello! You are hear for the tablet glitch I’m assuming? Please, please! Come in! I have coffee for you if you want some, fresh in the pot!” He winked and stepped aside, letting her able to walk in.

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Shit things my Art major classmates said.

Just bunch of things, my classmates had said during our art classes. Enjoy!

“ People think i know what I’m doing, but they don’t know I don’t even know what the fuck I’m doing.”

“The loneliest people are the saddest people.”

“USE YOUR IMAGINATION!!”

“I’ve drunken 10 coffees already but my painting still look likes it’s my dad’s balls.”

“I’m motherfucking Da Vinci bitch, don’t criticize me.”

“You know what’s lacking? Penis.”

“We watch Porn during classes cause it’s art.”

“Artists are just hobos who have pen and paper.”

“THE DEADLINE IS TOMORROW, WE ARE ALL GANNA DIE.”

“Sleep is for the weak, not unless you want to fail the class.”

“No. I don’t draw for free.”

“Why did I even bother to ask you this. You have different brain cells.”

“This is dirty white and this ivory white, they are not the same white!”

“If I become a famous artist, I will paint with my butt and sell it for a million dollars.”

“Who needs Starbucks Coffee when you can drink the water you used to clean your brushes.”

“I’m wearing my paint as make up; so I don’t have to buy expensive make ups anymore.”

“Did you just used my hair as a brush!?”

“THIS CLASSROOM IS MY HOME NOW.”

“If you just let me have the red paint, I will be your hoe.”

“Blow dry that pimp now.”

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It was the sound of music flowing out from a partially opened door that had caught Evie’s attention and brought her inside of the dance studio. She’d often passed by and heard good things about it from some of her classmates in the past - but she’d never actually stopped by.

Between her personal work and the modelling she had picked up, Eric had told her to slow down a bit before she overwhelmed herself with all the different things she wanted to try out.

Classes were settled and Evie had now worked out a stable sort of schedule to split her time so she’d begun looking into the other arts that she hadn’t had a chance to.

Dancing had always seemed like such fun to her. Being from a high-class family meant that Evie had, at the very least, had training in classical dancing - though she’d never been given a chance where she was able to actually dance in public.

The dance that the woman she was now watching perform was certainly different. It felt freer in a way. Evie’s fingers itched to pick up a pencil to sketch out the beautiful forms that this woman was creating.

It was only when their eyes met as she was spinning, causing the woman to stop her dance, did Evie realize that she’d been staring.

“Ah... désolé, I did not mean to interrupt you...”

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The studio wasn’t lively tonight - most of her classes were in the morning, others in the afternoon - and so Olivia had the whole place to herself. Not that she minded - it was nice having some quiet solitude. It was a chance to relax and cool down from all the hard work.

What could she work on tonight before she closed the studio and headed off home? Perhaps some r&b - she needed to practice a few moves anyways. Olivia turned on the music and soon the music began to trickle in.

She began to undulate her hips, moving to the rhythm of the beat as she lost herself to the music. She stepped to the right then the left, arms firm as the sole of her sneakers squeaked against the polished clad floor. Olivia felt her heart pumping, exhilarated as she spun around - 

When her eyes landed on a women who looked too calm to be here, watching her. 

And just like that, Olivia stopped her dancing, trying to catch her breath as the music continued to play in the background. She wasn’t sure if it was due to the fact that she had worked out or the embarrassment, maybe even both, but her whole body felt warm and she felt the heat rise to her cheeks.

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When inspiration was hard to come by, Evie found that taking a walk and getting away from all of her work for a little while did wonders to help get her motivated again. Just walking and listening to the sounds of the city around her was already lifting her mood back up.

Turning into a park, faint strains of music could be heard in the peaceful air. Curious, Evie headed towards the sounds, noting that she wasn’t the only one taking note as others were pausing to listen as well.

It didn’t take too long for the artist to find the source of the music, a young man playing, lost in the midst of his own music it seemed. Evie could relate to that, getting so into ones own art and forgetting the existence of the world around.

Lips forming a faint smile, Evie clapped softly when the young man’s song finished.

“Bravo monsieur,” she praised in a soft voice, “That was very well played.”

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@melancholicreine || How’s My Guitar Playing?

 Transferring around a weird time of the year meant clubs wouldn’t be accepting new members anymore. Nor would he be able to create a new one. It was a little depressing when he found out since the meaning of youth meant clubs, but that didn’t keep him down for long. Without club activities keeping him busy after school now, Hayato found himself with an ample amount of time to do whatever he wanted. And ‘whatever he wanted’ ended up being extra practice on his guitar.

 Since the music room was used by another club, Hayato opted to practice in park close by the university. Carefully removing the red Fender from his bag, the high school boy strummed a few notes, tuning the instrument before playing a the intro of their old songs to test. Good, everything was in tune! With the sun dyeing his surroundings orange, Hayato played the rest of the song from his old band, unknowingly attracting quite a bit of attention on himself.

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Send my muse kisses you want to give them!

✚ for a kiss on a wound.

♕ for a kiss of swearing fealty.

✿ for a sweet kiss on the cheek.

♠ for a kiss that leaves a mark on the skin.

♆ for a kiss where there is a pulse.

ϡ for a kiss that lets you know I love you.

ღ for a kiss filled with passion and need.

† for a kiss to say good bye forever.

✄ for hateful kiss – gonna make you feel the scorn okay?!

☂ for a kiss in the rain.

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Oh, a date?  ||  Event

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Perhaps Evie should have read the details of this auction more thoroughly before she had begun bidding. The artist had made her way to the front to sign for and pass over the money she had bid before being directed over to the person that she had won.

What a strange concept.

Winning someone through auction...

Coming to a stop in front of the young man, Evie raised a hand to give a small wave. Did people usually smile when meeting someone new? Probably? She’d read somewhere that it made one seem friendlier.

She lifted her lips in a small smile.

“Hello, I’m Evie. It’s nice to meet you.”

Something to do... she really hadn’t thought that far ahead. hadn’t thought she’d actually win an auction.

“Would you mind accompanying me around the festivities today?”

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{ahhh i finally sat down and finished evie’s extra info/trivia pageeeeee~~ so if anyone needed to know her height or weight or whatever it’ll be thereee~~ if there’s anything else just feel free to ask me. I’ll update more information to that page the more i play around with her~~~}

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Evie could be a bit forgetful sometimes when she had a lot to do. Today’s forgotten item happened to be the flashdrive that she had saved the files for a digital project that she’d been working on in. Taking the bus back home and then back to the studio would have taken too much time. She had a shoot at the agency later that evening and it would cut what little time she’d have to get some progress done even shorter.

So she opted to take a taxi.

Carefully pulling her hair over her shoulder so that she wouldn’t sit on it, it took Evie a moment to realize she’d been spoken to and to process exactly what the taxi driver had said.

She blinked at him.

What a funny greeting.

“Ah... uhm... Can you take me to Riverside Flats please?”

“Oh Taxi Driver”

Open starter. Multiple takers are fine. Just reply to this and then i’ll continue by moving our thread into a new thread chain. 

He’d been driving around for a while when he noticed someone waving their hands to flag a taxi down. With his 4-way flash on, he slowly pulled over to the sidewalk, and parked. 

Just waiting. Quietly waiting.

The person slid into the car and Ravein recalled what his superior told him: 

“Hm? What do you say once your customer gets into the car? Well, you can say anything. ‘Hello Miss/Misses/Mister, where would you like to go today? Lovely weather we’re having’ or ‘Where shall I take you?’ would work. You could even use something like ‘Whereyagoin’’ if you wanted to be super special.” 

It was short and concise. Perfect. 

“Whereyagoin’?”

Nailed it. He’s the perfect taxi driver. All his customers would be none the wiser.

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Rabbit Apples || Event

@dramaticalnurse  ||  FNPride Event Thread

The atmosphere of the celebration happening was infectious, putting an extra bounce in Evie’s steps as she moved around people, glad that she’d braided her extremely long hair back before braving the crowds in the streets. She had a cloth-wrapped box that she was hugging to her chest as she tried to find a map of the festivities, to find the booth she was searching for.

Her attempts at cooking were... better but certainly nowhere near where she’d feel comfortable with letting someone else eat her attempts. Eric, bless him, had certainly tried his hardest to help teach her after the both of them had moved out here, but he’d ended up cooking all their meals instead and making her focus on her studies. His girlfriend -now wife- hadn’t been much more successful, somehow ending up also cooking meals and shooing Evie out of the kitchen despite having originally meant to be teaching the young woman.

So no, her cooking still wasn’t the best.

But her knife skills were amazing.

And so Evie had woken up fairly early to cut up some fresh fruit into fun shapes. Like, not just making vague likenesses, she literally carved slices of apples into rabbits with an exacto knife. There were a couple other animals and varied fruits in the box she carried carefully.

Her neighbor and friend had told her that he would be helping out at one of the booths at this celebration, so she’d wanted to show him some support with a lunchbox. Evie had to settle for carved fruit since she figured it would be easier to eat and she didn’t know how busy Ren would be. Perhaps a simple sandwich could work for her next attempt? 

“Ren.”

She had finally managed to locate a flier with a map on it and make her way to the Suit & Ties booth, her pink eyes finding her friend fairly quickly.

Evie waited quietly for a couple to finish paying for the things they’d ordered before she moved forward to greet the man, holding out the wrapped lunchbox with a small sweet smile.

“I brought this for you.”

It was a wonder that she could be heard over the noise and bustle of the event honestly.

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{aoi made another museeee~~ have my artist OC Evie~  I’m setting up her extras page for some extra information on her, but aside from that she’s all ready to go~

if anyone would like a starter please leave a like? i might write an open starter if anything later...}

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