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Hiraeth · 03-21-2016, 09:34 PM

SPOILER!!: Azy

Cyprian had no idea what he was doing.

He had come into the store looking for a planner, something that is organized and simple to find. . . but he had no idea where anything was. So he just wandered aimlessly around the store, his eyes darting between the shelves, looking for anything girly, pink and plannery (that most likely was not a word).

Instead his blue eyes fell upon a raven-haired girl (or long-haired girly-boy) standing. . . by the things he was looking for! Perfect! Dark wings (or hair, in this case) didn't always bring dark words (or dark journals).

He walked up toward the planner's place (shelves? Cases?) and browsed over the variety. "Aha!" he snatched up a light pink one, covered in little flowers and other girl-vomit things, "Do you think that this one is appropriate?" he asked the girl (yes, I checked) standing besides him. He needed a female-opinion for this, and who better to ask than this convenient female?

Cyprian, you genius.

03-21-2016, 09:34 PM	#18 (permalink)
Hiraeth DERP & DMT Antipodean Opaleye Join Date: Dec 2015 Posts: 9,633	Sassenach l theJoff l RoughDough l Aslan l Snidget l My Lord Kate l Dark-Side l BEETSSS l smol George SPOILER!!: Azy Azura headed into the quill shop intent on getting not only a few new quills.. But also some parchment and another journal to write her music in! Her Sapphire Blue Quill and her deep Emerald green Quill still worked well, but she wanted a purple one! To match her eyes! Not to mention she needed a dedicated music quill.. She pushed her black hair behind her ear as she walked into the shop and looked around, it was almost like a writers paradise in here! And it made her smile, she had been smiling more these days since things were patched up with Jace.. (Mostly) and she had won her last duel.. Perhaps things are finally starting to turn around? Cyprian had no idea what he was doing. He had come into the store looking for a planner, something that is organized and simple to find. . . but he had no idea where anything was. So he just wandered aimlessly around the store, his eyes darting between the shelves, looking for anything girly, pink and plannery (that most likely was not a word). Instead his blue eyes fell upon a raven-haired girl (or long-haired girly-boy) standing. . . by the things he was looking for! Perfect! Dark wings (or hair, in this case) didn't always bring dark words (or dark journals). He walked up toward the planner's place (shelves? Cases?) and browsed over the variety. "Aha!" he snatched up a light pink one, covered in little flowers and other girl-vomit things, "Do you think that this one is appropriate?" he asked the girl (yes, I checked) standing besides him. He needed a female-opinion for this, and who better to ask than this convenient female? Cyprian, you genius. __________________