║ Hey everyone. Really sorry for the lack of activity around here and on other accounts, I had a few bad health concerns suddenly come up and am still slowly recovering. But I hope to be active and reply to things whenever I can.
@TheCrimsonLaw » And —— exhale.
Hues of hazel fluttering open once more, now narrowed with determination in sharp half-crescents. Even if she is going down, she's not going down without a fight!
〝Right! Good luck!〞
𝑳𝑬𝑻 𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑩𝑨𝑻𝑻𝑳𝑬 𝑩𝑬𝑮𝑰𝑵 .ᐟ | #𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐈𝐉𝐎.
@TheCrimsonLaw » Now removing the sheer shawl draped over her swimsuit, and re-securing tied back hair in preparation.
〝I may not look like much in way of opposition, but don't hold back on me, okay?〞
| #𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐈𝐉𝐎. https
@TheCrimsonLaw » Though what she lacked in experience and the body, she hoped her cunning and determination would come to her aid. Maybe her high school years on the cheerleading team might just pay off...
(They did manage to keep her still balanced after that impressive entrance, at least.) »
Oh, good. I would have felt embarrassed ordering a cake just for myself otherwise.
[She laughs softly, unable to help her own smile from brightening at the sight. For a moment, he looks his age.]
They have a white chocolate and strawberry cheesecake. I think I'll go for that.
(His smile widens into a grin, and it’s slightly less refined, slightly less practiced—it’s almost boyish; makes him look closer to the person in his twenties that he is.)
I do, actually. Something catch your eye?
She has a sneaking suspicion that she also knows this other 'Catherine'... And that alone makes her posture grow more tense, arms holding in front of her chest.
〝Morz, then. I'd say it's a pleasure meeting you, though I can't be so sure of that...〞
“How ironic, you are the second one I have met in quite a short period. Though, the other one is from a place similar to me.”
He rambled on ever so slightly, before realizing his one slight error,
“I am Morz. At least, that is what I have chosen to go by.”
Not to mention, their selection of cakes sound delicious...
[Katherine can't help but be drawn to the desserts menu, their strawberry cake taking a particular interest. Before she turns her head to face him once more.]
Have you much of a sweet tooth?
(He chuckles, the sound lighter than an autumn breeze as he scans over the menu.)
It’s a lovely place indeed. Very chic. I can certainly see the appeal.
She was having a hard time keeping up with all this talk of demons, and angels, and humans, and offspring— And she still wasn't entirely sure she believed him, anyway.
Heaving out a sigh before speaking.
〝Katherine... My name's Katherine.〞
“Tsk, demons are beneath me. I am above them head and shoulders, the offspring of human and angel are far more ungodly than are demons. How lucky, or unlucky you are to come across me, Miss . . . ?”
Well then, you'd be pleased to know that you've left a good impression thus far.
[Katherine says in a lighthearted tone, brown eyes taking in the café interior.]
This place certainly looks nice.
@Lovely_Stimulis » In truth, she didn't want to be here.
Aside from the prize money, this entire 'sport' seemed ridiculous. But, there's someone in the crowd waiting for her...
〝I won't say I'm confident I'll do all that well, but... Who knows? It might actually be fun.〞
| #𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐈𝐉𝐎. https
@Lovely_Stimulis 𝐀𝐍 𝐔𝐍𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄𝐋𝐘 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐏𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐒 —— Tucking beige hair over her shoulder, a meek smile presented to mask just how out of place the woman felt signing herself up for such an absurd tournament.
〝Sorry if my entry application is a little late...〞 »
〝If you were to ask me which seemed more likely, I would say that I had a higher chance to meet a 7ft cosplayer than a demon.
And yet, I can't say it's entirely unbelievable...〞
“Ah, yes, the quite common 7’4” cosplayer, but perhaps that was more believable than a chance encounter with a creature that could kill you on a whim.”