07-15-2018, 08:18 PM
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SING, GODDESS, OF THE RAGE OF ACHILLES
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If he were a better person, he might have asked her to host the meet and greet because he wanted to distract her from everything. As it was, however, he had chosen her because she was a natural born host. She was warm and welcoming and had a taste for culture that his mother would have adored, and she made logical sense to be the face their wave of newcomers saw. She would do well with them, and they would probably like her more than him, if everyone was being honest with themselves. He hadn't had a bad day in a while, but he wasn't exactly... good with people, to put things simply.
"Bast," he provided with a yawn as he joined her, not particularly interested in the food but figuring he had an obligation to meet any newcomers that he had missed at the border. A pause. "Uh-- Bastilleprisoner Aurelius, if we're doing full names." No rank provided, because even now, he liked to deny it. He used Margy's facts as a basis and continued, "I speak Latin, French, and German fluently. I can get a little bit of Greek and Russian, if I try, but I don't like them." He could access a greater range than that if he really wanted, but he'd learned his lesson fishing for Latin. "Uh... I have three souls, and all of my past lives are assholes." Might as well get the disclaimer out there early. "Everyone knows about my secret library by now, so find me if you want to read something. I probably have something on the topic. My favorite color is gold."
Madi got ninja'd, so he blinked at the foreign girl -- new, someone he'd missed -- and smirked ruefully in amusement. "Nice to meet you, I guess," he added, noting with a hint of humor, "Guess we got a lot of Latin, here." He waited for the stir from Pollutedsoul, but there wasn't one. Huh. Maybe Hazel's words had convinced him.
[ whattup my dudes i'm madi! i'm a rising junior in college, i go to school in new york (not the city, rip), i'm pre-law, and i never learned how to fucking read. umm i have five minors and lots of interests in life but i'm always a slut for human aus and concepts and shit. catch me in the discord with whatever ]
"Bast," he provided with a yawn as he joined her, not particularly interested in the food but figuring he had an obligation to meet any newcomers that he had missed at the border. A pause. "Uh-- Bastilleprisoner Aurelius, if we're doing full names." No rank provided, because even now, he liked to deny it. He used Margy's facts as a basis and continued, "I speak Latin, French, and German fluently. I can get a little bit of Greek and Russian, if I try, but I don't like them." He could access a greater range than that if he really wanted, but he'd learned his lesson fishing for Latin. "Uh... I have three souls, and all of my past lives are assholes." Might as well get the disclaimer out there early. "Everyone knows about my secret library by now, so find me if you want to read something. I probably have something on the topic. My favorite color is gold."
Madi got ninja'd, so he blinked at the foreign girl -- new, someone he'd missed -- and smirked ruefully in amusement. "Nice to meet you, I guess," he added, noting with a hint of humor, "Guess we got a lot of Latin, here." He waited for the stir from Pollutedsoul, but there wasn't one. Huh. Maybe Hazel's words had convinced him.
[ whattup my dudes i'm madi! i'm a rising junior in college, i go to school in new york (not the city, rip), i'm pre-law, and i never learned how to fucking read. umm i have five minors and lots of interests in life but i'm always a slut for human aus and concepts and shit. catch me in the discord with whatever ]
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Honey, you're familiar, like my mirror years ago, Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on his sword, Innocence died screaming; honey, ask me, I should know, I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door. [b][sup]▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃[/sup][/b]