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< l'ange >

Date: 2022-04-20 09:40 pm (UTC)
mingzhu: (FASTER THAN LIGHT.)
From: [personal profile] mingzhu
Ni hao, IsaIsa!

[ that nickname won't get old ]

I'm just wondering how you're doing! Do you want to come to my home at Lotus Pier and practice some dancing?

Bái bái!
-- Zhong Lanzhu
Edited (Mobile PLEASE) Date: 2022-04-20 09:41 pm (UTC)

YES I FORGOT TO DATE IT also action thread?

Date: 2022-04-21 10:13 am (UTC)
mingzhu: (LUXURY.)
From: [personal profile] mingzhu
USER L'ANGE SHARED FILE: LOTUS PIER DIRECTIONS

We're pretty easy to find. Just come to the entrance and I will be in the garden to get you! It's a beautiful place. You'll like all the flowers I planted.

Date: 2022-04-23 12:24 am (UTC)
mingzhu: (TODAY'S DELICIOUS PART.)
From: [personal profile] mingzhu
[ Lanzhu wasn't too far off from the main walkway and the moment she spotted her company, she came bouncing over to meet Isabela. ]

Ni hao~! [ The Lich girl chirped. She wore a fairly simple red bell-sleeved blouse and some billowy pants which cut off just below the knee. Breezy, comfy, AND her organs were contained. ]

Did you find the place okay? You like the flowers?

im sorry

Date: 2022-04-23 12:56 pm (UTC)
mingzhu: (TURN IT UP.)
From: [personal profile] mingzhu
Thank you! Lanzhu replanted them after the acid rain killed all of them. We were surprised they grew back so fast!

[ the water lilies are still recovering from the Asteroids arcade cabinet she had to fish from the pond though. ]

Lanzhu was going to stretch and do some dancing. Her back has been awfully stiff~

[ Cue the most Unnecessary back bend in the history of anything, cracking every single pocket of air trapped in her gross little spine and leaving her folded in half backward for a second. ]

Hehe~ [ crackling back to her full height! ] Lanzhu thought you might want to unwind and hang out for a while. Ryslig is really boring sometimes.
mingzhu: (FOLLOW ME NOW.)
From: [personal profile] mingzhu
Anyway~!!

[ Lanzhu hurried to usher her over a bridge crossing a little spring which led to one of the ponds. ]

You know how to stretch, right?

Date: 2022-05-01 11:36 am (UTC)
mingzhu: (MAKE ME EXCITED.)
From: [personal profile] mingzhu
[ Lanzhu twirled in her toes, leading them finally to an open area in front of the main building. ]

Jiang Cheng put a lot of work into this place. Lanzhu loves to be out in nature...

[ Her arms extended to either side, flicking at the wrists before dipping down to touch her foot for some limbering up. ]

What kind of dancing do you do, Xiǎohuā?

Mid-July - [Action]

Date: 2022-07-10 07:51 pm (UTC)
heyunderoos: (Huh/Well whadda yknow/if you say so)
From: [personal profile] heyunderoos
[Peter already knows this is going to go over like a lead balloon, but he has to try. He doesn't want things to be... frosty with Isabela. She's Bruno's niece and before things went bad, Peter did like talking to her.

Its how he ends up at the castle, knocking on the Madrigal's door nervously with his free hand. He has a bag with carefully wrapped latkes in his other hand. If it's Isabel he'll just hand her the food and run. Mirabel and Bruno, he could at least have a conversation with.
]

Date: 2022-07-11 07:38 pm (UTC)
heyunderoos: (Awkward/UM/THIS IS FINE/HC era)
From: [personal profile] heyunderoos
[He should have guessed this was going to happen. Parker Luck. He has to look up even more at Isabela now, having lost a few more inches over the last few weeks since they last saw each other.]

Oh, uh, no, I- [He stumbles over his words, trying to not just slink off in discomfort. The urge is so strong.] These are for you guys, all of you if you want it I mean.

[He holds out the bag a little nervously.] I made latkes and wanted to share.

Date: 2022-07-12 05:32 am (UTC)
heyunderoos: (Sulky/Arms crossed/HC era)
From: [personal profile] heyunderoos
[He doesn't miss the eye roll and feels stupider by the second. He should have... just messaged Bruno or Mirabel instead of showing up.

He tries to not get defensive, at best his voice a bit quieter. He's stammering a little less.
]

It's...a traditional food for Jewish people. Families made them together I mean. They're like potato onion pancakes. My uncle, before he died, used to make them with me. I made a lot of them. I wanted to share them.

Date: 2022-07-19 07:29 pm (UTC)
heyunderoos: (Quiet/Listening/Srs face)
From: [personal profile] heyunderoos
Oh, Lapingachos sound familiar, I'm sure they're super great. [The shift in her demeanor makes Peter feel even less sure, but he's trying to be friendly.] I bet your mom made them perfect too.

[He shrugs a little.] Um, thanks. It's just- [Her question throws him off a little.

Uh- sure! If you're okay with that. I thought I'd just drop them off so you guys could enjoy them. I don't want to intrude on your time.

Date: 2022-07-24 07:08 pm (UTC)
heyunderoos: (Smile/Warming up/Gentle)
From: [personal profile] heyunderoos
Thank you, I appreciate it. [Peter takes Isabela at her word, relaxing just a little as he walks forward over the threshold.]

[He loosens his hold on the bag slightly as he manages a tentative smile at Isabela.] Is there anywhere, in particular, you'd like me to put the latkes?

Mitternacht Ball con't to save poor Vin

Date: 2022-07-27 03:06 am (UTC)
ronstadt: (little fang)
From: [personal profile] ronstadt
(from here!)

"Move my - oh!" Once he sees that she's just - well, what he'd qualify as 'regular old club dancing', he calms down quite a bit. Not that his idea of dancing is anything to write home about: it's just token white guy dork bobbing and weaving.

"See, I thought you meant like - the kind of stuff they usually do at big fancy balls like this in movies, where everyone's doing the same thing at the same time and it looks all impressive and coordinated and stuff."

Date: 2022-07-30 03:26 am (UTC)
ronstadt: (story of my life)
From: [personal profile] ronstadt
Her dancing was most definitely better than his - but she didn't seem to be making anything of it, and she was having fun. That was obviously more important.

"I dunno," he said, grinning at her. "My attention's kinda somewhere else right now. Like trying not to step on your toes. I've heard horse hooves are really not as forgiving as a pair of Vans."

cw: body horror talk - great party talk, idiot

Date: 2022-08-04 02:31 am (UTC)
ronstadt: (video killed the radio star)
From: [personal profile] ronstadt
"It's the name of a brand of shoes. They're lighter than the boots I used to have. ... Well, still have, just can't wear anymore." He'd be lying if he said he didn't miss his Doc Martens.

"Can you believe all of this happened at once? I was drying off after taking a shower and all my feathers started falling out - and it was stripes and fur underneath. Then my legs just gave out and I was in a heap on the bath mat. Not exactly dignified."

The unguligrade legs had been a hell of a shift to go through - his joints had repositioned themselves, and now he had a third long bone somewhere in there. Judging by the pain, one of the existing ones had just snapped and the pieces had grown to suit. It had been a very long, very rough morning in which he'd gone for the rum bottle early, skipping the Mai Tai mix altogether. In some circumstances, day drinking was absolutely allowed.

"I'm honestly amazed at how fast I was able to get up and walk. But doesn't that happen with like, baby horses all the time?"
restinglichface: even he can’t twerk it? (Can God make a butt so big)
From: [personal profile] restinglichface
[It's later that afternoon after the promise of an impromptu date that Lup finds herself exactly where she said she'd be, lounging against the Lucky 38's famous bar.

Though her upper half borders on familiar - Lup still has her ethereal, elven beauty, with that same freckled skin and wild hair - but everything below has gone reptilian, bristling scales in yellows and oranges and reds, covering a thick, twenty-foot long tail. She's massive, taking up a good amount of real estate at the bar, so it's only natural that Isabela wouldn't have any trouble tracking the woman down.

But even never having met properly in person before, Lup's sharp, attentive gaze still finds the other woman in the crowd, grinning her way and waving her over.

And there just may be a delicate cupcake heaped with colorful frosting plated on the bar with her name on it.]

Date: 2022-09-30 03:12 am (UTC)
restinglichface: DNT (pic#11961862)
From: [personal profile] restinglichface
Absolutely hard to miss, but Lup wouldn't have it any other way. Those little in-between stages of the transformation are kind of adorable.

The naga's elven ears perk up at the other woman's surprise, Lup's mouth crooking to the side in a sharp, all-too-pleased smirk. She gives a little wave of her hand to the empty stool at her side.

"Got 'em both in one, sis! Happy birthday. I'm Lup, pleasure to meet you face-to-face. The little ears? Adorable."

Date: 2022-10-01 04:11 am (UTC)
restinglichface: (Don't cry. Craft)
From: [personal profile] restinglichface
Lup is, just in general, a lot, but her heart is usually in the right place.

"Oh yeah? What's your fam like? You mentioned you had a couple of 'em here with you, right? My brother and I kinda did the whole runaway thing when we were pretty young, so I forget how hard that would be for someone to be away for the first time."

With a raise of her painted claws, Lup flags down the bartender, before she's turning that smile back on Isa, inclining her head towards the younger woman.

"I did promise you a drink if you want one. No pressure, obvs, but it's my treat."

<KrisKringle>

Date: 2022-12-11 06:24 pm (UTC)
getmeoutofthedraft: (Kris Kringle)
From: [personal profile] getmeoutofthedraft
Ho ho ho! Your Secret Santa giftee is VINEGAR DOPPIO, who also goes by "PurplePiper" on the network.

Buy or make Doppio a gift by December 26, or Santa will come down your chimney and box your ears.

If you need more information, contact me C/O Hawkeye Pierce at Crowe Clinic, and I'll delegate him to tell you to do your own research.

December 25th

Date: 2022-12-24 01:05 pm (UTC)
sciencesquid: (A good noodle with good noodles)
From: [personal profile] sciencesquid
[A gift box arrives, addressed to Isabela! Inside is a box full of luxury chocolates, and several bags of seeds for spring flowers. (Otto tried.) There's also a letter included.]

Dear Isabela,

Happy Nattensfest. I hope these flowers will bring some more cheer and color to your life. The chocolates are just a nice bonus.

- Otto

HAPPY NATTENSFEST

Date: 2022-12-25 03:27 am (UTC)
standless: (smile! :D)
From: [personal profile] standless
Happy Nattensfest! Delivered right beneath the tree (or. Wherever the Madrigals are having their gifts sitting around), is a neatly packaged little basket. There's no way this is 10 Solars, but who's complaining? Inside appears to be the makings of a mani-pedi at home. ...Come to think, this basket seems oddly large, and more like a fairly nice bucket one could soak their feet in.

The package includes- a little nail kit, monster friendly of course- small bottles of foot and handwash, and equally small tubs of creams- a pumice stone on a string- and lastly a set of bath salts. They all appear to be sourced from the same store if one does digging (and perhaps prods their uncle about it).

The card simply reads- 'From your Secret Santa; I am glad to have been able to put use my work to gift a relaxing moment.'

Nattensfest

Date: 2023-01-01 11:55 am (UTC)
recuttal: (pic#15747891)
From: [personal profile] recuttal
[It's a bit of effort to find where to deliver it, but the package is still there safe and sound. The box is wrapped in dark blue paper, and inside it is wooden incense burner. There's a few sticks of incense to go along with it, and a little bag of potpourri as a bonus.]
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