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        Someone murder me before I make a mistake.

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        An almost bland name compared to the fabricated ones most demons used-- it reminded her of cards. ‘The Ace of Hearts’, she mused silently in her head, though her facial expressions did not show her amusement. Hues study him in silence a moment longer, thought process churning for all of a few seconds before she parts her lips to speak. “Kamiya is the name I use, unless given another.” Though it was by no way her real name.

“I go by the name Ace nowadays, I have for a long time. I don’t see it changing anytime soon either.” his eyes returned the flick and glimmer of fuchsia. It had certainly been refreshing to return to his playful ways. His bakery often blurred his personality into a much duller and bland being. “Hopefully you’ll see something that catches your eye Miss…?” he trailed off his words, waiting for a response. 

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        “I stay only when it suits me.” London was a favorite of hers, though. Feeding grounds were easy to recapture every time she returned, and her power was near unrivaled. Flecks of crimson sprouts in her irises, though it is not enough to raise red flags among the people on the streets. “One should offer a name first if they expect to receive one in return.”

“Can’t say I disagree with that. Hopefully you’ll be around awhile.” his words slipped off the tip of his tongue while he kept calm. Despite his untroubled demeanor, Ace remained a bit cautious around the woman. He figured he shouldn’t disturb the peace and perhaps it’d be in his best interest to keep his enemy list minimal. “So, do you go by any names I should know?”

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        Oh yes, she knew he was a demon as well-- but they were in public and thus she kept up her facade enough that the greedy eyes of mortals would not linger. His behavior, too, changes with minuscule detail, but it is enough for her to catch.

        A chuckle leaves her throat; a quiet sound that holds hints of her demonic amusement. “London is never quiet, no matter what the era. No place is ever truly quiet.” Rustic orbs rest on his face, head canting just a few degrees to the side. “Many years I’ve spent away, and yet it is still fundamentally the same.”

Ace let out a small chuckle at her cheeky response. The male studied her body language for just a moment before he led his eyes back up to her gaze. Sure, she was a pretty little thing, but many faces come and go. He ran a hand through his locks before he responded in a more sardonic tone. 

“You’re not the only one traveling from place to place, dolly. You’ll find plenty of amusement in London, that’s for certain. Especially with all the reapers and fellow demons running about. I thought it’d be quiet territory, but boy was I wrong.”  

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        Rustic hues (concealing crimson) leisurely fall upon the ravenette, taking in his features with a calm gaze. He had not been the first to use such a dull line, but she’d lived a very long life thus far. “I travel, love. Places become boring and sights become dull.”

“Well, you’d think a man would notice such a pretty face around town. You new to here or is it just me?”

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        Slender digits rest on his cheek a moment longer before her touch fades from his skin, her warmth lingering and leaving minuscule traces of her scent. “Let’s visit that one store...the one that always has the unique books we like.” It was a small store, hidden away from most and lined with old books from ceiling to floor-- there were even some rare cases where they found a book or two in their ancient tongue, deemed worthless due to the language being long forgotten.

   Much better; the last thing Sebastian wanted was to upset the woman because he had interrupted something important. The demon made sure to give her some space and time alone but the silence never lasted too long. Head moves forwards to follow the kiss as she pulls away, a small whine leaving him as he gave a nod. ❝ It might be difficult to find something new but we will never know until we look, hm? ❞, and that was a good excuse to go outside with her too but yes, books were needed to keep him occupied for a while.

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        “No it’s alright, my dear.” There were times she had to remind herself that Raum would misinterpret her behavior. She could always finish her writings another time-- they had plenty of that, after all. Fingers reached out to caress his cheek while her lips graze the other in a tender, feather-light, kiss. “New reading material is always good to keep, and perhaps I kind find a few gems as well.” It would indeed be wonderful if she could find some useful books.

   The raven-haired squints at her, ❝ If it is too much of a chore then I can do it myself. ❞, the demon huffs and stares down at whatever she was doing. Upside-down letters, difficult to read when she spoke again and his attention moved away to look at her. The sigh, was he being a burden? ❝ You do not have to come with me…❞, maybe he should have left her to finish her work before interrupting. He scratches his nose and mumbles something.

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         Saleos lets a beat pass as she glances at her mate in silence. “Again? Raum didn’t we just get dozens more last week?” Feather pen halts in its scribbles on aged parchment as she carefully sets it down and pushes the parchment up on the desk. A sighs leaves her lips as she stands, body twirling around with ease and agility while her slender fingers reach out for his arm. “Alright, let’s go then.”

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   ❝ Can we go outside to buy more books? I finished all of the ones in the library. ❞, what else was there to do than to read? Besides burning things and murdering people for fun, this was the only ‘innocent’ activity that crossed his mind. Sometimes he wished his brain would slow down so he could enjoy things at a normal pace.

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Oh, did I send a s ʜ ɪ ᴠ ᴇ ʀ                         Down your spine?

        Well I do it all the time                                            

                                It’s a little trick of mine

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        Anybody who wants a short/medium length starter can like this post if they want!

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describe your oc’s backstory in the shittiest way you can imagine

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RP starters: Flirting ( + responses to it. )

“You come here often?”

“Can I offer you a drink?”

“So.. You expecting someone?”

“Do you need a place to stay for tonight?”

“I gotta tell you… you look incredibly hot.”

“Do you want to dance with me?”

“Look at us… we are basically a couple already.”

“I bet you would look even better without your clothes on.”

“Are you single? Just asking.”

“You’re the most beautiful person I have ever encountered.”

“What would you say if you and me would go somewhere else?”

“I love the way you’re dressed.”

“Do I have any chances with you?”

“Do you have anything better to do later?”

“Can I get your phone number?”

“You seem like a bad boy/girl/person type.”

“I can do whatever you want, babe.”

“You have the most beautiful eyes I have ever seen.”

“I bet guys/gals/people are all over you.”

“You should be a model.”

"Are you… trying to flirt with me?”

“Maybe if I get a free drink I can consider talking to you.”

“That won’t work. Try again.”

"Oh my god, did you just say that out loud?”

"I’m waiting for someone. However, you can amuse me in the meanwhile.”

“You don’t look so bad yourself.”

“I thought you were taken.”

“So, have you flirted with every girl/boy/one in this bar yet?”

“Do I look like someone who seems interested in you?”

“Compliments won’t pay my drinks.”

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                           𝐼 𝓁𝑜𝓋𝑒 𝓎𝑜𝓊—-

                                           —-αѕ мυcн αѕ ѕoмeoɴe lιĸe мe cαɴ love αɴyoɴe.

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         LORD help anyone who stands in my way                            for I am not merciful, and I am not kind

            —and I am NOT AFRAID to make you wish that I was.