Fʀᴇɴᴄʜ Qᴜᴀʀᴛᴇʀ | accepting!

[azhefa.]

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@totem - I'm going to have her jump in with brogan and kana in a minute
xxxxxxxI think raven is open though

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Ａｉｙａｎａ--Ｂｌａｃｋ
ana ✘ twenty-three years ✘ lone tiger lobizón ✘ form; tiger, human ✘ location; park
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tags; mateo, jaevin

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The tigress stifles a giggle as Mateo stumbles over a compliment, it was amusing, but at least he was trying to be kind unlike the
other Lobizón she has encountered over the years. Her cheeks turning a light pink as she smiles at the male, "Thank you, I think
so too." Ana shrugs a little and digs though her monstrous purse for the lotion once more, "I can give you my friend's name if you
want, she does more than burn lotion." She finds the little bottle and tosses her hair from her shoulder before lightly rubbing a
bit of the cream onto it, she does the same to her other shoulder and drops the bottle back into her purse for later use. Ana
turns back to Mateo as he welcomes her to the Quarter, drawing out a blush that stains her cheeks a deeper pink, "Well, it is
nice to meet you, Mat." She glances around the area as well as he names the park, an eager look in her eye, a large open area
for her to run and possibly some hidden places where she can shift without freaking out any humans. Her inner tigress purrs at
the thought of a long run in her fur, it has been too long since her last shift and it was starting to make her restless.

Ana turns back to Gabe as the young Vampire speaks and gives an apologetic smile, "I would really like to sit and talk, but I have
to get these home and into the fridge before this heat rots them all." She motions to her mostly mesh bag she had gotten at the
market, it was filled with vegetables and fruits as well as a few herbs and spices. Ana gives both males a smile as she takes a step
towards the road which she must cross on her way home, "It was nice meeting you both, I hope we meet again." She goes to take
a step into traffic, but quickly jumps back with a light squeak as a car suddenly speeds past, making her fall backwards into Mateo.

[. nash .]

▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Bʀᴏɢᴀɴ Mᴀsᴛɪғ ▬▬▬▬▬
↳ ( Twenty five | Werewolf | Tagged ;; Kana

Brogan smiled at the thought of France, he'd always wanted to go there; but who didn't really? "That sounds cool, living in France. I wonder why your mother would think that was a bad idea." Brogan said figuring France was a nice place; how could someone not liking living there. He never heard anything bad about that place at all. The beta knew not everyone liked the place and that was probably way, he just had a hard time wrapping his head around that statement.

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▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Aʀɪᴇʟ Lɪᴠɪɴɢsᴛᴏɴ ▬▬▬▬▬
↳ ( Twenty | Angel | Tagged ;; Luna

Ariel hadn't really realized that this place was a great place to eat and a lot of people knew of it. It never crossed her mind until it was actually spoken. "Yeah, I think that's why the food is cheap; the make enough money to cover everything with out even having to have pricey food." She replied honestly. Ariel's eyes lingered on the stuffed food place, her tongue darting over her lip thoughtfully. "Oh I would kill for some of their food right now." she hummed out, her hand finding a place on her stomach and she looked back at Luna and giggled. "I know where I am going for dinner tonight." she chirped out happily.

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▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ Mᴀᴛᴇᴏ Aʀɪᴢᴀ ▬▬▬▬▬
↳ ( Twenty four | Lobizón | Tagged ;; Jaevin + Aiyana

Mateo wasn't used to handing out compliments; The tiger was usually on his own in more ways than one so talking with people, being nice was a bit odd for him. "You're welcome." he said, he was trying. It was the best he could do. He'd never been faced with another Lobizón, even less a tiger Lobizón, so he was handling this encounter quite well or at least he thought he was handle things okay. "I would love that, it is always nice to know a witch." He said, thinking about the small village he had grown in with the older witch that had more eccentric stories than hairs on her head. Mateo watched closely as Ana applied to lotion to herself, finding the result a rather amazing thing to watch; he still couldn't process it. Darn him and his slower mind. He looked back at her face, noting the blood that rushed to the top of her skin. "Like wise, it's always a great thing to meet another tiger." he said happily, giving a smirk to her.

Mateo licked his lips at even the thought of food, seeing it made hunger rise to the surface. He hadn't eaten yet, had he? "We wouldn't want that, now would we?" He stated, glancing towards the vampire before looking back at the female. He had to make a note to gather something to eat; most likely some fast food as he wasn't much for actually keep food in his home. The tiger could cook, it was just keep food in stock that seemed to prevent him from cooking more. The male went to reply, but caught off the female's light squeak then falling back into him. Mateo's arms instantly grabbed her, preventing any more damage from occurring. Mateo stared after the car for a few seconds before down at Ana, hand still gripping her waist. "Are you alright Ana? They didn't hit you, did they?" he asked, concern laced in his tone.

[Politics]

♢Ｌｉｔｏｓｔ♤

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・He/They//15-17
・Tags//Aumi
・Location//Café
・Feeling//Observant
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[color=#00BFBF]{Likevise. English is quite tricky. But... Demons like yourself don't tend to be bilingual, either that or vith a language that doesn't fit in vith the Latin-Romance language dialectal category.} Their English was a bit clouded with a ever-apparent French accent. Despite this, Litost still kept on the conversation. He wasn't fond of just cutting off a chat before it became a full discussion. Besides, this was the first person he'd spoken to in a few weeks outside of store clerks and madmen. A nice...change of pace.

[Legendary TrashCan]

Aumi Chezk

||Species~Demon
||Age~appears 18
||Mood~Bored
||Location~Cafe
||Tags~Litost

The demon looked at them "Could you be any louder bagget lover" Aumi snapped a slight insult and her eyes were harsh. Aumi's body language gave an eerie atmosphere around her. Aumi finished her drink and kept her gaze on Litost she obviously wasnt caring on a conversation well.

[Politics]

♢Ｌｉｔｏｓｔ♤

♢
・He/They//15-17
・Tags//Aumi
・Location//Café
・Feeling//Observant/
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{It's pronounced baguette, steak haché*. If you're going to insult me, at least show me you're cultured enough to do it. Anyway, nobody heard us. I do not speak very loud./} They were on the verge of a chuckle. The petite Frenchman swiveled back to the barista, and ordered a seventh cup of tea, this time an Irish breakfast. As the piping hot cup was brought back to them, they simply went back to sipping it as if it were lukewarm. {Have you ever heard of that old wartime story of White rose, Red rose? You know, the one about the poet who gambled away two-dozen people's fortunes away every week for three years? People were scared to come to casinos, because nobody knew what they looked like. Rather amusing./} At the recollection of the story, they gave a small, good-natured laugh. {That's probably a silly question, it's a rather old tale about a rather sociopathic fellow. I doubt you'd heard It, it used to be a famous tale.../} Litost glanced out he window while awaiting a response.

[Legendary TrashCan]

Aumi Chezk

||Species~Demon
||Age~appears 18
||Mood~Bored
||Location~Cafe
||Tags~Litost

"You'd be suprised how old I am" the girl crossed her arms and looked at Litost "My name is Aumi by the way" Aumi found interest in their conversation and chuckled a little. The demon's eye softened a little with a small smile she looked at the fading sun.

[Politics]

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・He/They//15-17
・Tags//Aumi
・Location//Café
・Feeling//Observant/
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{Thank goodness zere's someone else old enough to discuss roman politics with...modern people are pathetic... Aumi Chezk. Hm. I'll call you Chezk, then./} They took note of her smile, and her piquing interest. {Now, back to that story I was talking about earlier... Do you know of it?/} They hinted darkly, as if the conversation was about to take a rather complex turn. One to One-Hundred, as Litost called it. A game where a conversation goes from complexity level one to complexity level one-hundred in two sentences. It was a mental exercise for the opposing convresator. A test, almost. More of a puzzle.

[angelonia]

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Trevor Bellerose
20 | cen.
vampire
pansexual
tags;; mavis

Trevor nodded. "Makes sense." The vampire took another look at the multitude of viles filled with the purple
liquid. " I don't know how I'm going to get all these home but I'm more than happy to take what I can carry." He
didn't care if he took all the jars home or not. He didn't how many memories the potion would dredge up or if
he could control himself. In fact, he felt a little thirst at that moment. Trevor tapped his foot a few times and
ticked his tongue as he looked off into the distance, enveloped in his thoughts. He could feel some irritation set
on as he thought about his next meal but he was more so angry at himself for being thirst so early in the day. It
couldn't have been past three and Trevor preferred to hunt after sundown when the heat cooled and the ghost
tours started.

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Rhydian Bovet
23
werewolf
bisexual
tags;; amalie

Rhydian smiled at the girl. "No, you're fine. Go ahead." Rhydian appreciated the arts, in fact, his body was
covered in art. "Do you want me to pose," he paused to suck his now mostly melted ice cream from around
the cone. "Or just do whatever?" He took a bite of the waffle cone when he finished speaking. He had never
really been drawn before but he was honored she wanted to sketch him. Maybe I should get another cone...
He thought but a glance back at the ice cream parlor kept him from going back in. The heat of the day
was starting to set in and the small shop was filling back up. at least they got good business.

[azhefa.]

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Ａｉｙａｎａ--Ｂｌａｃｋ
ana ✘ twenty-three years ✘ lone tiger lobizón ✘ form; tiger, human ✘ location; park
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Out of reflex, Ana puts a hand on her chest as if to keep her heart from pounding it's way out from behind her ribs, her eyes keep
shifting between her tigress' slits and her human pupils, but she keeps her eyes closed until they stay human as to not attract any
unwanted attention. She takes a deep breath and shakes her head as Mateo asks if she was hit, "Besides having a small heart attack,
I'm okay. It was my fault, I should have been paying more attention." Ana lets out a heavy sigh and relaxes in the tiger's arms, but she
quickly realizes what she was doing and steps away, her cheeks pink once more. She tucks a stray hair behind her ear, giving Mateo
a shy smile, now a little self-conscious, "Thanks for, uh, catching me..." Not really sure how to proceed, Ana suddenly registers his
words from before the near-car-accident and remembers hearing a light stomach growl, if she had heard correctly that is. Motioning
to her bag of groceries, Ana gives another light smile, this time a bit more confidently, "If you're hungry, I can make you some lunch?
It can be your reward."

[nyctomancy]

noting the vamp's desolate look, mavis followed trev's line of sight, his mocha orbs widening as he was met by the sight of the jars. "of course!" the witch said suddenly, jumping up before smacking his forehead with his palm. "you'll need someway to carry the potions, right?" he asked, confident in his ability to read the bloodsucker's facial expressions correctly. "well, don't you fear, trevor! i can fetch you one if my magicked bags." it was here the witch noted that there was still something off about the vampire'a features, a trait he had missed before.

"are you.. okay?" mav asked carefully, mistakenly believing that the tension in the air was the product of a failed healing potion, not Trevor's thirst for blood. "the potion worked, right? you didn't lie to me?"