#( manggagaway; answered. )

[hagikhik]

" aren’t you going to invite me? "

“oh shit, right-” she didn’t even know that was a true vampire thing. “do i have to?” though part of her wanted to wait it out for ticks, curious of what would happen if she didn’t. // @glampiir ft. mortimer. ( rp starters based off 2012 roleplay. )

[hagikhika]

❛ well , that’s too bad. ❜

          “there are worse things. first impressions may not be the best, but i for one, believe in second chances.” // @waitsdeath​

[hagikhika]

❛ I see my reputation precedes me. ❜

          “that would imply that i’ve heard of you. which i haven’t. a little introduction wouldn’t hurt.” // @waitsdeath

[hagikhika]

‘ i’ll kill you. i’ll kill you. i’m not even worried about it. ’

            “what a charmer. you think i haven’t TRIED? come on, then. be my guest.” // @blackwatvr

[hagikhika]

‘  yo, drink this vodka down the hatch c’mon  ’ (Sinagtala)

         “aba!” she jutted her chin, all up for the challenge. one hand still hoarded the videoke microphone as she announced, “this Diwata sure knows how to party!” with her free hand, she reached for the glass and tossed it back in one swig. // @searchingfates ft. sinagtala

[hagikhika]

‘ road work ahead? uh yeah i sure hope it does ’

         “………hala, Mortimer. are you SURE there was nothing in that drink? you sound like you’ve been trippin’ on something suspicious.” // @glampiir​

[hagikhika]

❛ Just like that? You aren’t even going to offer me a drink first? ❜

       “trust me, miss. you wouldn’t waste this experience by being inebriated. are you coming or not?” // @waitsdeath​

[hagikhika]

❛ where do you think you’re going? ❜

        she wasn’t exactly being subtle, but her feet was getting unbearably sore and he xuan was the first living, breathing  decently CONVERSATIONAL being that she’d encountered after crossing south china sea. “following you.” she said in fluent hokkien ( thanks to the traders that frequented tundo years ago ) which seemed to have worked the last time she’d asked he xuan for directions.

       “did i mention i have an AWFUL sense of direction?” // @blackwatvr

[hagikhika]

keep on walking and you don’t look back. ( nico )

“why, what is it??” she didn’t like it, the concept of someone watching behind her back and could spring forward at any minute. though she followed nico’s instructions, eyes fixed forward despite the hammering in her chest, layre knew she couldn’t hold it for longer.

“that only makes me want to look back even MORE.” // @mvndrvke ft. nico.

[hagikhika]

❛ do not do that. because you could get hurt or worse. ❜

sensible advise, but she didn’t really know what else to do. she hadn’t been this close to sea for years and she thought it would be easier to handle but her fear remained indellible. the scuttling in her chest spreading like a thousand hammers revolting inside, and she felt like her lungs were going to burst open.

“i don’t-” she stammered, her breaths thick as her throat continued threatening to close up, her knuckles white as she grasped tightly on the lacquered panels of the deck like holding on for dear life. “i don’t do well with open water.” // @hesails ft. eric.

[hagikhika]

❛ what’s that noise? ❜

       “the tormented cries of my enemies.” she said with a straight face as the muffled screeching noises intermittently poked around what otherwise was a calm sunday afternoon.

       and then laughter bubbled out of her lips, “uyy, joke lang. it’s someone singing videoke next door. i think..... they’re belting dream on right now. tough song.”  // @reckless-wildfire

[hagikhika]

❛  and you’re late again!  ❜ (Stephen)

      unperturbed, the sorceress sauntered in and helped herself with a drink from his bar - and sank herself comfortably on one of his chairs. “live a little, Doc. you’re just early.” lazily, her gaze fleeted over the grand clock just behind his head. twenty minutes past the call time. she giggled over the brim of her glass. “you can’t really expect ME to be on time, stephen. if it makes you feel better, use that handy thingy on your chest.” // @searchingfates