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Would you do me? I'd do me.....

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“Sorry, but floating heads with odd shades are not my type.”

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Do you like cats?

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“I think they’re cute, however, I prefer dogs over them.”

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kusariyarou:

♱ - At Eliza’s voice, the over-worked bodyguard looked up from where he sat at the center of a shopping bag fortress. In truth he really hated malls. He hated crowds, loud chattering voices and most of all, he despised the sheer decadence congregating  within such places. It was no wonder that following Neon around all day long had exhausted him. The evidence? For one thing, those bags under his eyes sure spoke volumes.

                                   Squala is dead…

Of all people, why did it have to be her? 

“Ah, I can handle it. After all, this is my first day back on the job,” He replied, mustering up a convincing smile. “Being bedridden for a week … it has a curious way of making you feel guilty about not working. Wouldn’t you say?”

She couldn’t help but to smile at the comment. He had a point, when she came back from her break after Squala died she wanted to bury herself in the duties of being a guard. “Sadly, I have to agree. However, it still doesn’t mean it’s a good idea to do that.” She felt like a lecturing mother, but she was only looking after the boy’s health. It was for the best.

“Just take a break if you ever feel overwhelmed; we don’t want you back in that bed again, after all.” It  was for the best that the boy stayed healthy since he practically ran the place now. Over working himself while he’s still recovering could prove to be a problem for the family. While they did have someone that could temporary handle the work, she wouldn’t want to rely on them for extremely important decisions. 

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dokidokiiisms:

“Blue hair in a bun with jewels on the bottom…” Thinking back for a moment, she tried to see if she had seen this girl, but her answer was still a firm no. Hearing the rest of Eliza’s description, Ali blinked before nodding. “Alright, got it. And if by chance I do find her, I’ll bring her over to- erm, what’s your name? I don’t think I ever caught it.” A name probably would have helped so that Ali would actually know what to tell the missing girl if she found her. “And it’s no trouble at all!”

Oh dear, how could she forget to introduce herself?

“Please forgive my rudeness. My name is Eliza.” She gave the woman a quick bow before speaking again. “May I ask your name, madam?” Eliza was sure to reward the woman for her help, Neon wasn’t the easiest to deal with when removing her from the mall, so help from the woman would be greatly appreciated. Thinking of a previous time when Neon refused to leave, she sighed and hung her head. ‘Please don’t let the mall cops get involve this time....’

“I have to warn you though, my mistress might get a bit violent, so please approach with caution.” While she doubt she could do anything that would really hurt the woman, it was just safer to warn her of Neon’s fit. 

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youngest-zoldyck:

Kalluto hadn’t even been facing her when she approached. He shot her a confused glance over his shoulder, a little irritable by the way she seemed to talk down to him as though he were some puny, defenseless child.

But even Kalluto couldn’t deny that he did, in fact, need someone to show him where to go.

“I am. I’m looking for a particular store – or…a particular item. Do you know where I could find some quality chocolates?”

Chocolates? Ah well, she was’t all that shocked to hear that from this child. She gave him another smile and nodded. “I believe so. If you would like, I could lead you to the store.” Seeing how this child was left out here all alone, Eliza couldn’t help but to worry about his safety. Call it mother instincts or whatever you wished, but something told her not to leave this child alone. She rose to her feet and wiped off her Kimono before looking down at the boy and tilting her head.

“May I ask where your parents are, little one?” 

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Okay, I’ve given up on making a starter for every follower. So instead, if you want a starter please like this!

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gonprohunter:

Gon yanked his hand away at the sound of the soft  voice. He watched the graceful woman remove the still-beating heart of Togashee the Great.  It was one of the coolest paperweights he’d ever seen.   “Sorry.  It reminds me of someone.”  He got to his feet and bowed politely.  “I am here while Kurapika is getting some important things he needs.”  Upon arriving at the lavish Nostrade Estate, Gon had passed through several doors with guards and each time Kurapika had to explain why he had a guest with him…it seemed like what he ought do now too.

Eliza tilted her head at him. ‘The heart reminded him of someone? How odd....’ Ah, well it’s better than what her mistress thinks of it, she guessed. 

Though, an eyebrow raised at his next words. Now that was a line that she never expected to hear. How did this boy know the head bodyguard? She knew that Kurapika wasn’t one to socialize or get involve with relations out of the family, considering it was forbidden. The only possible way would be if they met before hand somehow. Even then, she doubted that Kurapika would disobey the rules and hangout with him still.

“May I ask how you know him, Sir?”

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contractee:

“Ah, no, no, it’s not rude!” Waving his hands furiously, Aures watched the books pile up. “I’d get upset if people put things away the wrong way, too.” He paused, curious. “Are you reading all of those? Or do you have a kid or something?” He’d often read the books with fuzzy pictures when he was little.

Another small smile graced her face at his reaction. Though, at his question, Eliza let out an awkward laugh. “Actually, they’re for my boss.” Thank goodness her boss wasn’t here to hear that, Neon hated being called a child and when Neon hates something, well, the outcome wouldn’t have been all that great.

“She’s a tad bit of a child even though she’s nearly an adult.”

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rpmemesupreme:

and i’ll write an open starter based on one of the following prompts:

❖ my muse’s worst fear comes true ☂ my muse gets lost in a new area ♡ my muse is stood up on a date ☒ my muse gets badly injured and needs help ✔︎ my muse picks up a hitchhiker ☾ my muse is hitchhiking ♗ my muse gets caught trying to break into someone’s house ⦿ my muse sees their ex in public while alone and tries to use a stranger to make them jealous ★ my muse gets kidnapped

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acquisitxve

Oh? A doctor? Well that could prove to be useful in this community. As far as Eliza was aware, they didn’t have a specific doctor that was tied into their family. “Excuse me, sir. But are you interested in a job offering?” Of course, he would have to meet Kurapika before he could actually be accepted, but it still wouldn’t hurt to try.

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ignisxsicarius

“Oh, are you lost, sir?” Someone his age shouldn’t be wandering around here. This place was extremely dangerous, everyone was ready to murder the other. She honestly believed that someone could drown under the tension. “It would be best if you get out of here before you get hurt.” Eliza wasn’t saying this to be rude, rather, she wanted to make sure that the boy didn’t get injured or even worse. 

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codenameinu:

“Yes, I would like to speak to Miss Nostrade, please. It’s an urgent matter.” Not really that urgent, but apparently Norman had gotten himself involved with them and she was worried about something else regarding the issue. She was expecting Mizaistom to arrive as well.

“Miss?” Eliza gave the lady a slightly confused look. What on earth could she want with her boss that’s urgent? Usually those matters went to Light, considering he was the real head of the family. “I’m very sorry, but I would need more information as to why you would like to see the boss.” With Neon’s fortune telling gone, Eliza thought all requests to see the heiress would stop coming in.

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go-ride-a-boar:

Push off a cliff

Kiss

Marry

Set on Fire

Wrap a Blanket around

Be Roommates with

Give me 6 characters and I’ll tell you who i would:

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chainreprobate:

The sudden voice startled him as he was finishing up writing something on a paper form. Flinching in the slightest, he went and looked over to the girl. “Oh, Eliza! I’m finishing those just now actually, on the last page.” Better to get them over with, yes?

Eliza gave him a small smile and walked over to his desk. “Thank you very much for your hard work, Kurapika. I’m sorry you got suck with.... Whatever this is.” Eliza walked over and lifted up one of the finished pages. Reading over the page, she sighed. ‘He’s having Kurapika do the paper work for his new car....?’ Well that’s pretty sad.

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painxpacker:

    It was highly unlikely that this individual would be of any assistance to him in the slightest. Not seeing as he hadn’t quite elected just what it was that he wanted to lift from this place yet. His entrance into the building perhaps a little unorthodox. However after playing poker against the apparent owner of this residence not so long ago. The amount of money that was being waisted without a second thought on the matter, hinting towards the fact that there might be things of value for the taking. “Where's the blue haired girl?” because this would probably work more in his favour if he wasn’t around at current, not that it would stop him even if she was though.

Girl with blue hair? A surge of panic went threw her; what on earth would this man want with Neon? She isn’t exactly a prime jewel anymore, considering their loss at Yorknew city. However, a response would be needed and she would be damned if she gave him any information on her boss. “Girl with blue hair? I’m sorry sir, but I haven’t seen a girl with blue hair around here.” She tried her best to stay polite and calm, but the look on her face betrayed her voice. She was defensive, obviously, but she tried to hide it. Eliza could only hope that Neon was with one of her guards, just in case something happens to her from this encounter. 

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hisokaxelasticxlove

“Please put that down.” Her quiet voice wavered, the man before her clearly was someone not to mess with. The aura was dangerous, however, she was faithful to her job and she new Neon would be angry if anyone messed with her belongings.