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As soon as the officer turned to look in her direction, Kiera dropped to a crouch, hopefully putting herself out of sight from the street. She didn't expect the colonel to guess who was bouncing stones off his head - big military guy like him must have his share of enemies, she was sure, and it could be any of those - or where they'd come from, but there was no point in taking chances. She'd risk a look again in a moment; for now, she trusted her redheaded accomplice to do her part.

And do her part, Catalina certainly would. The slightly taller girl had been edging closer for a while now, knowing how well the crowd shielded a small thing like her from view, and now she was all-but right on top of them. In fact, the very first moment that Jade had looked away, she'd taken the opportunity to sidle closer, stretching out a small hand for the target's wallet...

With a very slight intake of breath, she retreated, melting back into the crowd, as the colonel abruptly asked Luke to move. Was he on to her? Catalina didn't think so, but the change was enough to make her wary, even as it moved Luke into a position that made him an even easier target. Redhead hesitated, glancing up to the rooftops towards Kiera in a silent plea for guidance, but couldn't see her friend from down here.

Should she go for it, should she not...? The moment was slipping away, she knew it... and the colonel was once again looking towards the rooftops. If she could have psychically signalled for her friend to throw another stone to make absolutely sure, Catalina would have; as it was, she only had her own judgement to rely on.

Which was often better that Kiera gave her credit for, but still.

Biting her lip, a wary eye still on the colonel, Catalina darted forward. Hand made contact with the leather of the wallet almost immediately; Luke would feel not the slightest thing as the girl, with swift expertise, liberated it from his pocket. Of course she was too much of a pro to stop and inspect her prize; unless anything unexpected stopped her, she would vanish back into the crowd as quickly as she'd come.

"So what kept you, anyway?"

It figured Luke would go right to that question. Jade didn't give an immediate answer, though, just in case Kiera was already within earshot. It was best, he thought, to make the conversation as casual as possible. That way Luke would never suspect he'd been set up to be pickpocketed. Maybe the potential thief also wouldn't suspect that Jade was preparing to respond in kind.

"Oh, you know. Just the typical 'old man' things," Jade decided to answer. The answer didn't seem to satisfy the young noble, but that wasn't the important thing. "In any case, I assume you and the others have been preparing for our departure?"

"Yeah. We should be ready to go in the morning."

Good. Jade opened his mouth to compliment Luke's preparedness, but all of a sudden he felt something small bounce off the top of his head. It was, indeed, too small to injure. But small enough for Jade to do exactly what Kiera wanted and look her way.

"What was that about, Jade?" Luke's question was met with Jade adjusting his glasses as he looked for where the stone had come from. He had his suspicions.

Evidently, he was dealing with a crafty little girl. One who potentially had a partner, if the evidence was to be believed. Why try to keep his attention away if that were not the case.

"It was nothing. I just thought someone might be watching us. Luke, would you mind coming closer?" Jade didn't wait for Luke to answer. He just kept looking, bright red eyes trained for this sort of thing. He knew he was making Luke all the more obvious of a target by doing this. That was precisely the plan. So when Luke stepped closer to him, looking confused, Jade made it look as though he was going to try and investigate.

One step forward. Then another. Luke was in the perfect position for someone to potentially make a move.

#talesofourworlds #corona's littlest thief [angry] #v; just need enough to get away #npc: redheaded accomplice [Red] #ic #I have no idea if I write a decent Red or not xD #BUT here she is either way! #Also when Angry's thinking Jade will assume it's one of his presumed other enemies #just mental image of Dist hiding somewhere and throwing stones at him just like this xD #--queue in progress

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"...right."

The acknowledgement was hesitant, Angel torn between her common sense and past experiences telling her that he was deluding himself and the faint hope that he really was right. She wouldn't wish the abandonments she'd suffered upon anyone, no matter who they were...

But reality had never before cared what she wished for or not, and it wouldn't start now.

She led the way a short distance down the muddy track, jumping agilely over the deepest pools with practiced ease. Sure enough, up ahead was the sheltered spot: some wooden billboard or sign or something by the side of the road that had long-since been knocked over, and no-one had bothered to pick it up since. Propped up unevenly on a patch of rocks, it made a decent-sized space to nestle under and watch the road, out of the worst of the wind and drizzling rain.

"Not exactly the height of luxury." Her smirk was a rueful one. "But it's out of the weather, at least."

She took a smaller corner of the makeshift shelter. Of course she didn't need to stick around, probably had no business doing so... but she wanted to see it for herself if he was proven right.

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The old, worn leather strap of his collar spoke truth to his past — He had been a pet for just about as long as he could remember. Just about from the moment he opened his eyes, he'd been with Amos Slade. Now, it wasn't a particularly cushy life, of course — The man was well set in his ways of keeping dogs outside to their own house, but Chief had grown used to it all the same. He loved his human nonetheless.

He eyed the little dog over with disdain briefly, pondering whether or not her intentions were pure or covered with false promise. He may be the larger of the two, but in just one glance, he could tell that she had knowledge of the area.

Chief gave a cursory look around, unease gnawing at the pit of his gut. He had little to rely on out here — He was out of his natural element.

"...Alright, fine," He gruffed, conceding. "But I'm keepin' my eye out. He's on his way back."

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#fledercanons #talented [angel] #v; life on the streets #ic #--queue in progress

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#ooc #talented [angel] #angel visage #not my art #HOW CUTE IS SHE HERE???! 83 #--queue in progress

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The way he said it so casually...!

If she was fuming any more intensely steam would have been pouring from her ears. Margo's jaw worked silently, for once in her life at a complete loss for words. She'd thought she'd been over the... not even break up, the way he'd just ditched her for someone else right in front of her, but to hear him just blow off the pain he'd caused her so dismissively...

Was it wrong that she was thinking of accidentally kicking him in the shins at the first opportunity...?

Tina's response was enough to cool the edge of the bespectacled girl's indignation, at least. And she appreciated the offer... keeping her arms folded, she gave a shrug that she hoped played off as noncommittal.

"I'm not gonna tell you who to hang out with. If you two are friends, then it's none of my business. I have to go in a little while, anyway."

First AVL mission, and all. So much for going into that with a clear head... but she could be mature about this. She hoped.

Tina's eyes widened when she simultaneously looked at both Margo and Antonio "huh? you two know eachother?" the young freckled blonde "ah, si" Antonio nodded, standing between the two "Margo and I use to be so close, until one night.. I broke her heart" he told her

Tina felt a bit surprised as she turned to Margo "oh my gosh, Margo, I had no idea about what you went through something like that.." then she added a whisper to her "I won't have to hang out with him, if you want me to ditch him"

#spiritsofnature16 #spirits-of-nature16 #guest muse: Margo #ic

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"Hm. Thanks."

It was barely even a smile at all, but it was still something that tugged Angel's lip upwards for a moment at the sentiment that she deserved better than what she had. She didn't believe it for a moment, she was no-one's idea of a good girl anymore and she well knew it... but she appreciated the thought, all the same.

"Unfortunately, the world's never cared much what I deserved. All I can do is roll with what I've been dealt. It stinks, but..."

Like she'd said: what else could she do about it?

Apparently though, the other dog had some ideas, and Angel tilted her head a little as Repede voiced them. The guilds? She didn't pay much attention to the affairs of humans; but they all had their own business to manage, didn't they? What on earth would they want with a scruffy little thing like her? Maybe she wasn't giving them due credit, but she genuinely couldn't imagine anything other than being firmly shooed away if she approached the guild headquarters.

That, and Buster would tear her limb from limb if he thought she'd tried. Getting friendly with humans was a sure way to get the boot from the pack, at best.

"I can't see how that would get me anywhere. The guilds are all concerned with their own business, I don't imagine any of them having time for picking up strays." Maybe she was wrong; he had said, earlier, that the humans around here tended to watch out for one another. Still, she doubted they'd extend that to local animals too.

And even if they did, how could she possibly expect it to last any longer than it took for her to become inconvenient once more?

A terrible family was still a family.

The logic wasn't... terrible. Repede just didn't like that Angel had resigned herself to accepting a terrible family over the idea of trying to find a better situation. At the same time, he knew the outside world wasn't always the easiest to traverse. He was lucky to have the humans and Krityan helping out when he couldn't handle things. Angel, though...

"You deserve better than a terrible pack," Repede said. He hadn't even given the words much thought before they came tumbling out. Still, he did believe it. Whatever horrible luck she had faced in the past, she didn't deserve to feel like it was what she deserved. Obviously, Repede hadn't known Angel all that long. He didn't know what she thought of herself. Still, from where he stood, no dog deserved to be stuck in a terrible situation. But it wasn't always so simple as walking away.

That made it even more frustrating.

"There's really better options?" It seemed safe enough of an inquiry. "What about one of the guilds?" If he had the means, he could have tried to get Estelle to notice Angel. He felt pretty confident the pink-haired noble would have taken an interest.

Alas. Much as he liked to think himself otherwise, he was still a dog. The barrier of communication couldn't be so easily broached.

#talesofourworlds #talented [angel] #v; life on the streets #ic #--queue in progress

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"I guess so. I just feel kinda bad for freaking out while you guys were already struggling, you know?"

With even just the moment's hindsight, it seemed silly to her that she'd managed to assume that the end of the world would ever hinge on her and her alone. Fully-human!Steven had been using hyperbole, and she'd made the absolute rookie mistake of taking it literally. She was more than a little embarrassed.

Though she smiled a little at the brothers' interactions, it didn't take a particularly keen eye to notice the way Connie's gaze kept returning to her older self. She had a million questions she wanted to ask, a million more that she was sure she didn't actually want the answers to, all tripping over themselves in her brain.

"That's probably best, yeah." She glanced at her Steven. "Pearl will still have expected us to have done some drills before she gets back, too. Do you think we should head up to the sky arena and take a few quick runs through our basic technique?"

As in, explicitly nothing dangerous. Just, falling back into the familiar motions of being the sword to Steven's shield, even - or perhaps especially - without any holo-enemies on hand right now, felt like it would do wonders for clearing her head.

Other questions - even on the subject of future-her - would have plenty of time to come after that, surely.

Classic Steven smiled at Connie gently holding her hand with both of his wanting to make sure she was comfort after things had settled down considerably. He felt really guilty about the whole thing, he knew he should have said something sooner, but right now, they all know each other, and things are calm for the time being, so everything’s fine.

Human Steven was softly staring between his girlfriend and his classmate, both Connie, but very different iterations of Connie. He was just looking between the both of them, before he blinked, the other’s voice bringing him out of his thoughts. "Connie, you don’t need to apologize… you barely know us other than names, a loose explanation of how we’re different to Steven, and where we live… I don’t expect you to immediately know the ins and outs of our collective mindset… or the invisible triggers in our brains that just bring the bad memories to the for front of our brain.”

“Yea, don’t sweat it, Connie. You’re still a child, you’re allowed to ask questions and be curious. It’s on us for not remembering we weren’t in a fusion…” Gem Steven replied. “But hey… you fuck around and find out, it’s part of a being human.. and in my experience of being 50% human about when ever I fuse with this adorbable brother of mine, I’d say it’s pretty nice.” Gem Steven smiled, squishing his brother’s face softly.

Pink Connie nodded in agreement tossing her dish into the sink. “I second both motions… it’s just one thing after another rapid fire sometimes… so it’s important gotta take a moment to breath. So if you wanna just chill and let everything soak in, that’s cool.”

#swearing tw #twosideshalved #two-sides-halved #his knight [connie] #v; with my short existence I can make a difference #ic #Hope it's okay if my posts get a bit shorter here for a little while ^^ #--queue in progress

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These two can be so cute!

#his knight [connie] #connie visage #not my art #These are so cute! :3 #--queue in progress

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Part 2 of THIS!

I mean, I'd been needing one for Terra for a while, since she was my only canon muse not to have a presence on my muse page (she's back now!). But I figured as well as her, it made sense to not only draw Lauren in the same series, but also the muses I'm considering to add again ^^

#ooc #mun's art #technically part 3 but I uploaded the previous parts in a single post here #lacking control [terra] #lauren tag tbd #guest muse: Margo #terra visage #lauren visage #margo visage #lilo visage #vixey visage #nala visage

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^- !!!!

And that's everything in the queue! AND I've only got, like... literally two or three things I owe on other sites too? So with things as low as this, I'm gonna start the queue rolling: first post will emerge about this time tomorrow.

I make no promises that I'll completely keep on top of things, but I'll do my best to do so ^^

#ooc #WOOOOO! :D #blog update #I'm just relieved and thankful to have been able to get these all done honestly ! :D #I also have another drawing meme request that I'm sitting on #but that's a whole other thing to RP replies so I'm not gonna count it here #but still will try and do it over the next few days ^^ #(pssst I'm still accepting things for that meme by the way...!) #There's like 40+ things in my queue so it's gonna take a while for them to come out #so don't worry if something I owe you doesn't show up immediately; it's getting there slowly! ^^ #Thanks once again all for your patience with me!

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Huh. She was taking the idea seriously? Lauren had just been joking (albeit rather bitterly so). An unspoken question danced in her intense brown eyes, almost wondering if the other girl was making fun of her.

Well, even if she was... who cared? Unless it targetted her specific insecurity - that was, the very parental issues that it sounded like they both shared - mockery just rolled off her back.

She shrugged.

"I don't normally care much for jewellery. Might be an exception worth making, though; and I know my best friend-" who was also in this as-yet-unofficial club "-would prefer them over cheap tees."

❝ Think bracelets would still count ? ❞

She knows how to make a few knockoffs , though they aren't quite as fancy . Though people don't pay much attention to that compared to a shirt or earrings .

Her issues aren't quite as vocalized these days , but moments like this lighten the emotional burden reminded there's others who go through the same thing .

#hxzelwallflower #lauren tag tbd #ic #Look at Lauren out here making a friend!!! #This isn't particularly common #so I'm actually kinda proud of her? xD

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OBSESSED with this new su signing poster. pearl holding greg just because. slightly older steven with attempts at growing out facial hair. the little pebble in the corner. garnet criss-crossed on greg’s van. lapis’ pants riding down so low you can see her hip. bismuth with that muscle definition. connie’s preppy outfit. peridot’s blank glasses.

#ooc #his knight [connie] #connie visage #not my art #I like Connie's new outfit :D #Also love how she and Steven are really starting to look like adults here ^^

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Her boy...

She hated that he was suffering so... but she would also never let that show. Steven didn't need her railing against everything that the world had thrown at him; and she'd for sure rather that he shared it with her than trying to bottle everything up. Together, Connie truly believed that they could do anything, given time.

And besides. It was seeing him visibly relax that brought the smile to her face.

"Do you wanna try sleeping again? Or not yet?"

She wasn't going to rush him either way, and if he wanted to take his time before trying again that was fine with her; but clearly he was still feeling sleepy. Still, if he was afraid of the nightmare reoccurring, the girl had a few suggestions up her sleeve.

"c-connie t-thank you" Steven sniffles before hugging her again relaxing and yawning adorablly sleepy

#roseson #rose-son #his knight [connie] #v; here we are in the future #ic

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//D7 would be cute on Webby!

outfit meme [soft edition] (Still accepting!)

She does look pretty cute in it! :D Thanks for sending one in, it was fun!

#askrossiel #ooc #meme response #drawing meme #mun's art #charmingly violent best friend [webby] #webby visage

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"YOU--!"

Not to ignore Tina's response of course, the bespectacled brunette had been nodding thoughtfully, mulling over a response in her mind... but all that was dropped completely the moment a very familiar accent broke into their conversation.

At first Margo's jaw had simply dropped, a confused tidal wave of emotions crashing into her and rocking her on her feet - because dang it he was still handsome and she hated that - before settling on quiet resentment.

The safer option.

Apparently this wasn't random, her new friend knew Antonio... and as much as she had some very choice things to say to the boy, thank-you, Margo also had no intention of looking like she was trying to ruin a friendship. Deliberately holding her tongue before she could say any more than the initial single-word outburst, the girl folded her arms across her chest. Took a step back, then another, all the while projecting the coldest, most disinterested look she could muster towards Antonio.

It was no freeze ray, but maybe he'd at least feel a bit of the chill.

Tina snickered by her comment, replying to her about where she and her family lived "my parents and I are from California, we just planned a little family summer trip here at San Francisco for a week" she finished

"~hola" until the male voice broke the conversations, it was a familiar tall black haired boy in a leather jacket walked by, Antonio Perez, who's somehow recovered from freezing by Gru's freeze ray way back then "oh hey, Antonio" Tina said his name, who happens to be a friend that she was talking about

#spiritsofnature16 #spirits-of-nature16 #guest muse: Margo #ic #Now THAT's a development I didn't see coming xD #Definitely welcome it though; this is gonna be interesting! :D

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friendly reminder that even if i take ages to reply, i still want to roleplay with you

#ooc #haha this post is the most me thing ever xD;;;

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"Uh-huh, I see it..."

But it sounded like she wasn't going to for much longer, because he no longer sounded as if he was bluffing. But hey, Vanellope was here for the show... and as long as he didn't try to pin the damage on her, she wasn't going to stop him.

Not like she had any reason to defend the building. A small part of her hoped the window maybe led into the bedroom of one of her chief bullies, as long as he was doing this; but she already knew that wasn't the case. Taffyta an' the others didn't live in this part of town.

Ah, well. She could always dream.

Still, even as her expectant gaze followed the ball, the girl couldn't help but wince a tiny bit at the crash of shattered glass. Someone was gonna have one heck of a mess to clean up.

"Now's th' part where we make ourselves scarce, right...?"

She was already hopping to her feet, ready to dart on out of there. Trust her, Vanellope knew well enough that it was never good to be caught near the scene of the crime, regardless of whether she was actually responsible for it or not.

He always loved having an audience. And teaching the kids the classics, of course. Plus, bonus that she was among the few to not scream at the mere sight of him.

"Dunno. Looked too shiny, I guess? He wasn't entirely sure WHAT this building was. Some kind of store, it seemed. Another concern for another day - it was as good of a target as any. "See dat one up there?" He pointed towards a third-floor window, where at least the lights were off so no one would immediately poke their head out and catch him. "Yer about to see what ya learn growin' up in th' Yankee home turf!" He reels back and -

"Homer into the left field bleachers!!" - lets that cowhide fly. KRR-AASH.

#indomitablespirits #the adorable winner [vanellope] #v; the unwanted kid #ic #Well as long as no-one's expecting Vanellope to be the voice of responsibility... xD

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The way I picture Spinel and Vanellope's relation is basically "chaotic babysitter" Spinel wants to be mature and all but there's something about Vanellope's fun personality that just brings back the fun loving chaotic version of her whenever they hang out

That definitely makes sense! Vanellope's definitely good at encouraging other people's chaotic sides xD

What if we have a thread sometime where Spinel gets to play literal babysitter to Vanellope, while Garnet and the others are out for the night or something? I can just imagine Spinel trying to be all disciplined and make sure Vanellope goes to bed on time and everything because Garnet's counting on her... and Vanellope just continually pressing the boundaries because she knows Spinel's got that chaotic energy in their somewhere and she's determined to bring it out?

I just thought that based on your description it could be a fun context to play out, maybe. But no pressure of course! ^^

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