#wingherc

[gaiaspoken]

"Don't be such a dummy!" she knows he's kidding, but she still jabs a finger into the center of his forehead. They would've probably continued on like that had the waiter not arrived with their pizza, clearing their throat to get Aerith's attention. She looks at them and then back at Hawks with a huff. "Don't think we're done, mister!" Finally, she leans back into her own chair so that they can enjoy their meal.

"So..." she starts, grabbing a slice, "You do have something planned?" Not that she's surprised, but she didn't wanna get her hopes up either.

｢𓆄｣ "I don't think it's a bad thing, no. Just, different...But, I think that's what this city's all about!" It wasn't that deep, but Hawks was pretty good at gleaning lessons from things like that, all things considered.

"No? Nothing at all?...Hold on, I'm getting a call." Quickly he put his phone to his face, "Cancel it all, she doesn't wanna do anything. I know right?" He's so bad!!!

[gaiaspoken]

Ding dong.

The familiar sound of the door bell rings throughout her home. "Keigo, get the door for me! It's important!" her voice calls from upstairs, currently preoccupied in trying to find something she'd gone off in search for a little earlier. Once he opens the door though, the sight might just surprise him a little. In front of him being shoved through the door is a spruce tree, snow still clinging to it's branches.

Aerith's about halfway down the stairs now, large box in hand, as she hums cheerily. The delivery guy quickly sets the tree up in an unoccupied corner before leaving and once he's gone, the large box in her hands is set on the ground in front of the tree. It's filled with ornaments of all different sizes and colors, of course. "Wonder if my mistletoe's in here…" As she mumbles to herself, her boyfriend, of course, looks a little disoriented which makes her laugh.

"What, too early to start Christmas for you? Hate to break it to you...but this is why we spent an hour yesterday getting down my Halloween decorations!"

@wingherc

[charadrxxmxrr]

they’re gripping onto that wooden knife like their life depends on it. This new world is full of humans, and honestly, it’s putting the little monarch on edge. Their hands squeeze around the handle of the weapon, their fingers trembling.

they know that, whoever this guy is, he didn’t mean to bump into them. But the reaction is instinctive— Chara points the wooden instrument at him, breath coming out short.

Fight Items >Act Run

ACT:

mock fawn >warn

“do not — t-touch me.”

@wingherc

[innerbeast]

"y'know, i was thiiiis close t' thinkin' ya wouldn't be down for this," fingers pinch as the miqo'te speaks, giving example to just how close he'd meant. before the pads of dar's fingers could meet, his hand drops and a glass rises in its place. there's no time wasted in throwing back the contents, swallowing down his drink and letting the glass meet the table.

he'd be motioning for another refill, too. how many has he had now? might have lost count after five.

"that offer for a bite to eat i might go savin' for a rainy day, but this -- " dar gives short pause to accept a new drink, quickly thanking the server with a small thanks and a flashed grin, "--this is more my speed. pullin' ya down after take off is all fun 'nd good, but when in the seven hells' have we just sat our arses down 'nd ran our mouths, eh? now, c'mon, birdie!" another pause, another mouthful of liquor to swallow down. "get t' chirpin', fill me iiiin!" / @wingherc

[cerebralbleu]

" No. Hope that helps. " 👍

[archaictold]

❝ You say that like there's a school for it. ❞ Jeez! @wingherc ; cont.

[steelhearte102]

@wingherc liked for a starter!

...He can't make heads or tails of this one. He looks like a human, sure, but there are some big wings on his back too! But he's clearly not a bird...?

[...Classification unknown. No data found.]

What is this thing?

[Identify yourself.]

[spiderstaff]

✦ !!

Send me ✦ and I’ll write an incorrect quote with our muses (accepting!)

Hawks: The point is, if you lie all the time, nobody’s going to believe you, even when you’re telling the truth.

Kay: Are you sure that’s the point?

Hawks: Of course. What else could it be?

Kay: That you should never tell the same lie twice.

Kay: Nice jacket. Was it a gift?

Hawks: No?

Kay: Really? You paid for that?

Aerith: Hey, Keigo? What’s your phone password?

Kay: Oh here, I can type it in.

Hawks: Kay, how do you know my phone password?

Kay: Easy, it’s the same number as your bank card.

[bloodhunted]

@wingherc woe, freaky friday be upon thee!

          HE HADN'T EXPECTED TO MEET anyone else, out here among the mob of skulking glitched. so it came as a surprise to callum when he swept hazirawn through yet another throng of undead, body pivoting with the motion—and set his eyes on another sentient person. a man, large wings fanned out behind him and glasses obscuring his eyes. a stranger, one that had callum tensing. his mouth opened, ready to bark out a demand for the other to retreat back to safety.

     and yet... the moment their eyes met, callum's vision tilted and swam, the colors around him sliding into streaks of nonsense.

     the tiefling stumbled, hands throwing themselves out to steady himself and eyes blinking rapidly. callum felt... off-kilter. his vision was suddenly odd, the colors less sharp, the shadows much deeper. his center of gravity felt out of place, and as he took another step forward, the warlock lurched forward strangely. a hand was once again thrust in front of him, and at the sight of pale, unmarred skin, a strangled sound left callum's throat.

     ❝ I—what? ❞ the voice that came from his mouth was noticeably not his, and the pulse of panic that threaded through it pitched higher at the realization.

[ostentumm]

@wingherc

"So I really can't join your Avengees huh?" Oliver asks with a pout. He shakes his head, "I don't wanna be some ghost that haunts the workers there. I wanna be at the frontline FIGHTING and HELPING too!"

It sounded so cool and it was something he was so familiar with. Damn, one: he can't even join the fighting in the underground that Dar'khol ran and two: he couldn't even join in helping fight or protect. Such a shame really.

[vinedhcart]

Clack, clack....clack...clack, clack, clack...

Really, at such an hour if one isn't aware, it does sound like something straight out of a horror film the way her talons tap against the agency's flooring.

"Hawks?"

@wingherc it isn't work related but maybe you can help her.

[amorinie]

"Are you sure this is alright, Hawks..? I don't wish to keep you if you're busy.."

Since learning about what they could and couldn't eat, Cherie's newfound friend had made it a point to take them down to one of Spirale's most popular places to dine. The Startrail was littered with different food stalls and vendors, wonderful smells wafting to the cupid's nose and warming their soul.

"I'm not quite sure where we should even start.. is there something you would like to try?"

  –  ( ♡*; @wingherc )

[gaiaspoken]

"Just wait a second!" When she had invited him to come with her to the Star Trail, she'd expected a pretty normal evening of trying different foods. Maybe even hoping for a little inspiration to add to her own personal cookbook. What she hadn't expected was for him to fall over himself trying to hug or kiss her after every stand they stopped by. It was cute at first, but now it's getting a little annoying.

"Can I please finish my food? Promise I'll pay attention after this last bite!"

@wingherc

[moraypower]

TO: birdbrain (@wingherc)

FROM: ✨️THE EEL DEAL✨️

[TXT]: yo feathers, you got enough room at that agency of yours for three more??

Attached came a photo of the gang of eels in question, each one staring up into the camera with big, wet, adorable doe eyes. Which were most definitely staged for the sake of taking this.

[TXT]: thought bout crashing at the studio but I think Shiver would kill me if they tore up our camera equipment. so you can help me with em instead!

[starlightdive]

@wingherc

"Yo, boss. Why is there a stripper pole in the office?"

[beforemeteor]

Sephiroth invited @wingherc over for lunch!

Sephiroth never thought that making a soup broth would be the hardest thing to do, so he found himself pretty proud when he managed to successfully make one. It was one nerve-wrecking thing off his checklist!

The table was set and Sephiroth changed into clean linens. He wasn't someone who really thought about how he looked as he left that up to the public relations department and whatever stylist was hired for him. Hawks probably didn't care either, but it made Sephiroth anxious to think about not trying his best. He wanted to exceed whatever expectations Hawks had in his mind.

Once he felt mentally prepared, he pulled out his phone and sent a quick text.

[txt] Everything is ready. See you soon.