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Post by Accalia Phillips on Jan 3, 2016 20:56:51 GMT -5
Mac and Chey: Hahha! Yes, let's be friends and the only real stipulation is Mac breaking rules and being a general fool XD Otherwise, I think it'd be nice if they were actually friends! Mac would probably try to loosen her up- I'm not kidding she would make her come to parties in New Rome and try to get her drunk hahahahaha Chey and Fin: I love these two. He totally respects and adores her and just wishes that she'd see in herself what he does, really. I think that it'd be fantastic to spur a romance here because it'd be completely warranted on his end. I think that he has always tried to show her the good things about herself while letting her do the insane things she feels she has to. I don't know, I think he totally loves her, maybe only has a best friend right now but It could totally go farther. Harper Jones |
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Post by Accalia Phillips on Jan 2, 2016 11:53:17 GMT -5
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Post by Accalia Phillips on Jan 2, 2016 0:42:24 GMT -5
At the horrible but effective joke, Accalia began to laugh. Her smile grew as she did so, realizing that she hadn't really laughed that this in month. The joke wasn't even that funny, but she was laughing like it was the best thing she had ever heard. She was getting carried away in the laugh, the flowers in her hair blooming a little more as she did. She felt an overwhelming sense of relief sweep through her. Like everything was going to be okay and for some reason, this boy was a part of that. He made her laugh, and that was a feat in and of itself.
She let the laughing slow as he continued to work on the art, but the smile stayed. Something was waking up inside her, to the point that her heart hurt and her eyes started glinting with moisture.
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Post by Accalia Phillips on Dec 13, 2015 20:24:13 GMT -5
Accalia couldn't help but chuckle at the fact that neither of them really knew what they were doing in this situation. She turned to the side, crossing her ankles over each other and placing her hands in her lap. She tilted her head and gave a soft smile in his direction. "Okay, this should do?" she said before replacing the little smile on her face.
She wasn't sure if it was honest though, and she didn't want to be painted in a fake state. She shook her head, blowing air through her lips before looking back up at him. "Okay, tell me something funny," she pleaded, "otherwise I'm just going to look like I'm gramacing."
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Post by Accalia Phillips on Nov 23, 2015 22:48:50 GMT -5
He almost sounded surprised that she had shown up, which caused her to smile a little. Was she really worth anticipating? As he invited her in and said she looked beautiful, she blushed. She closed the door behind her and stepped further into the room, holding her arms out and giving a little shrug. "Nothing special, really," she said, trying to will her cheeks to stop turning even more red then they already were.
As he turned back to the paints, she let out a breath, composing herself before walked toward him. She glanced at the chair he spoke of, nodding before he suddenly looked at her with panic. "No, no! Sitting is fine," she assured him, realizing that she was now standing right beside him. She bit her lip, her lips curling into a little smile before she tore her eyes away from him, moving to the chair.
"I mean... I'm not sure... is there a special way to sit for these sorts of things?"
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Post by Accalia Phillips on Nov 8, 2015 15:52:51 GMT -5
What the hell was she supposed to wear.
She settled on one of her white dressed with a little pink sash around the middle. Nothing too fancy, just a regular sun dress. She had left her hair in it's natural wave. She wore light brown sandals, nothing fancy either. She was always told to just be herself in... a situation like this? A date? Whatever it was.
She approached the art building, her heart beating loudly in her ears as she did. She stopped, realizing she hadn't even put any flowers in her hair out of recent habit. She bent down, tapping the ground until some pink and purple ones bloomed. She lifted a few, placing them in her hair. They would bloom on their own depending on her mood, so it was better to start small.
She finally reached the building and slowly opened the door, "Charlie?" she called as she stepped in.
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Post by Accalia Phillips on Nov 1, 2015 20:12:54 GMT -5
Tomorrow. "Yeah, I can do that," she said, her eyes seemed unable to close for a few moments as she spoke. What the heck was she supposed to wear to something like that? She decided not to ask but... she may as well let a few flowers grow in her hair, since that seemed to be the point.
"I'll see you then, then, Charlie?" then, then. She mentally face palmed herself before extending a hand out to him for an incredibly awkwardly timed handshake. She almost pulled her hand back, but she had already extended it so the idea was already out there.
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Post by Accalia Phillips on Nov 1, 2015 20:07:53 GMT -5
Accalias smile grew at Harpers salute to her. Her eyes quivered and she moved forward, pulling Harper into a hug. She felt like she was pouring all of the pain of the last few months into that hug. All the resentment was seeping away. She felt like a layer of her skin was fading off, the layer that had produced since Harper left, since Dawn left, since Aiden left, since Jacob left... "Come on, let's go home," she said after a moment, pulling back to put an arm around her sister and turning toward the the camp. "That is... if you're ready to?"
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Post by Accalia Phillips on Oct 28, 2015 23:07:01 GMT -5
As he started speaking again, Accalia swiftly looked up at him, her eyes wide for a moment. He was stuttering now, and that caused a smile to slowly form on her face. It was cute, very cute. "Oh, Oh I wouldn't want to keep it," her face turned bright red again and a few more flowers popped up in her hair. She clenched her fists to stop herself from reaching up to remove them. Frederick made a sound at her side that sounded a bit like a chortle and she took a moment to give a half hearted glare at the golden dog.
She turned back to Charlie. "I think somewhere in there you were trying to ask when I'd be available-" she stopped, eyes wide, "I mean-to paint I meant. When you could... yeah. Anytime, really. I mean, not anytime but most times..."
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Post by Accalia Phillips on Oct 28, 2015 23:03:22 GMT -5
Accalia didn't flinch at Harpers hand on her shoulder, which was a surprise. Harper was right thought, there wasn't anything Accalia could do unless she dueled Harper and lost. But, Harper would just be able to turn the title back over to her in a heartbeat. Accalia knew what she was trying to do though and found herself smiling a little until, finally, she choked out a small laugh. "I mean, I guess you have been pretty useless lately," she said with a lighthearted air.
Accalia bit her lip, lifting her own hand to place it on Harpers shoulder as well. "Okay. Okay, let's do this but on one condition," she smiled as she continued, "you don't leave again without reporting to me first. Got it?" she felt tears pricking her eyes. Happy ones.
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Post by Accalia Phillips on Oct 25, 2015 10:31:12 GMT -5
At the mention of a portrait, Accalias eyebrow raised. Her faces also started to turn red as his did and at the word 'pretty' suddenly a spatter of little blue forget me nots laced appeared, lacing themselves through her hair. She turned an even brighter red and reached up to get them out. She stopped though, realizing what he was saying. "Oh," her eyes widened and she lowered her hands back to her sides.
"I... I mean I guess I'd be okay with letting you paint... I mean, I'd like to help you hone your painting skills, I guess?" she bit her lip, looking down at Frederick now for guidance!
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Post by Accalia Phillips on Oct 25, 2015 10:26:22 GMT -5
She was right, of course. No one was going to be glad she was back. As she started to continue on, Accalias eyes widened. She shook her head several times, taking a step back. "I... I'm not..." she was going to say she wasn't cut out for that but... isn't that what she had been doing since Harper had left? Wasn't that her life already? No... a part of her had always wanted to keep looking to Harper for guidance. Even though she was gone.
She giggled nervously, running a hand through her hair. "I guess... I guess it could help in bringing you back. People would respect the decision..." but this was crazy... no, not that crazy.
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Post by Accalia Phillips on Oct 4, 2015 11:10:54 GMT -5
Accalia felt a little smile grace her lips as he whistled. She used to do that often, and she loved finding new tunes to sign to the flowers... as if on cue, a few flowers bloomed at their sides as they walked, only slightly but they were still there. She bit her lip, stopping her thoughts of music and the flowers stopped arriving.
"Perfect," she said as they moved through the trees. Soon, they were near the lake that wasn't too deep into the forest, still well enough to be safe. This was where she had a secret hideout, a little hidden grove of plants that looked like a hillside to the naked eye, but actually held a comfortable room inside. She didn't go in, however, but moved to the edge of the lake. "Viola. The perfect smoking spot," she said with a small, encouraging smile.
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Post by Accalia Phillips on Sept 8, 2015 23:30:08 GMT -5
Accalia smiled and held back a little chuckle as Charlie started to explain what he painted. He was so nervous about this, she could tell. She should have just backed off, not bothered him about his painting anymore. But they were already in too deep now. "That's great. I love trees and flowers," she said, a little too quickly. She really did, though, she was a daughter of Demeter, after all. "I mean, i used to always grow flowers in my hair as a little accessory. I haven't done that in a while though..." she reached up into her hair instinctively.
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Post by Accalia Phillips on Sept 8, 2015 23:23:53 GMT -5
Accalia let Harper wrap her in a hug and completely let herself collapse into it. She was saying how Xenos didn't matter, how Chiron knew something and how she was going to be okay. She could tell Harper was trying to keep a level head. Something she had always done. How she couldn't be away anymore... at that, Accalia let out a quick sob before wrapping her own arms around Harper. "That's funny, because I'm just thinking I'd love to get out of here," in all reality she didn't know where she wanted to go or what to do. "Everything is a mess, Harper," she confided.
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