Silvermoon
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Posts: 396
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Player Name: Kasey Lilacina
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 37
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Post by Silvermoon on Sept 4, 2023 13:31:04 GMT 9
#s://media~discordapp~net/attachments/355418129385390081/1145721204548841513/image~png Kasey had just wanted to get some lunch. Everything had already been chaos- running into Jade, and running into Tuesday- It felt like the chaos and madness of the Arena Plaza was calm in comparison. Kasey had struggled to figure out what to get. They'd settled on a little.... taco... rice bowl... thing. A tuna rice bowl sounded good, now.
But- It was a popular spot, and so there were a lot of people in line. Even... unsavory people.
Like the man, maybe their age, who has sidled up to them, giving them what Kasey can only describe as a rakish grin. "So, I'm not from around here. Any good spots?"
Kasey didn't want to entertain strangers. They wanted to get food, and find somewhere to sit, and have quiet. But... "Um... I'm not sure. Everywhere here should be good..."
The man is not deterred. "Yeah? Maybe we could dip the line, and head somewhere else? A restaurant with air condition, or something."
"Um. N- No thank you..." Kasey looked around. Maybe- Maybe Jenny was still nearby. Or Tuesday. Or- or anyone.
Their eyes fell on brown hair- and for a moment, their breath caught- but- the likelihood was too much, right? Kasey fished for their phone. For the app. Was that really S-
"Hey? Are you listening to me?"
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Saint
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Weekend Warrior
Round 2
Posts: 384
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Angelo Alvarez
OOC Username: Sleepy
Arena Points: 10
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Post by Saint on Sept 7, 2023 5:28:45 GMT 9
#s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1107895957519081622/1145884362253021254/200_casual~png The plan to abandon Finn at the hotel room so he can drown in the Jacuzzi had fallen through. Angelo had left too late, and the entrance to UNOVRCon required most to walk through the Arena Plaza anyway so — here he was.
He was tapping through his phone as he followed Finn to a food truck, maintaining his sanity by reading people’s live tweets about the event. This would be a mistake he would come to regret.
He blinked. Angelo didn’t have a very– extensive friends list, so this hadn’t been a possibility he anticipated. Fear seized his heart. He wasn’t ready, and while he made the effort to make his in-game avatar close to his real face — no catfishing here — he still felt woefully under-prepared to subject people to his actual person.
He looked up, eyes flicking in search. There were far too many people around, but his eyes latched onto a head of light hair, the stranger baring the most resemblance to his online friend—
The pretty stranger that Finn was accosting.
“Fuck.” His hand tightened around his phone. Maybe it was someone else?
But the stranger’s eyes eventually catch him, pinning him there, wide. They fished out their phone and it’s a gavel upon Angelo’s fate. A situation he can’t run from.
(And why would you run from this? What kind of a friend are you?)
“Finn.” The name was pushed out as if hurt. Angelo’s eyes were set on his roommate, trying not to meet Silvermoon’s. Heat crawled up his neck as he called attention to himself, his hand moving to pull Finn back by his arm. His voice was heavy and quiet; exhausted. Stop crowding a stranger, you fuck. “They aren’t interested. Just back off.”
Delivered in the same tone as a Can we go now?
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Silvermoon
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Mythstar
Posts: 396
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Player Name: Kasey Lilacina
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 37
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Post by Silvermoon on Sept 7, 2023 6:57:35 GMT 9
#s://media~discordapp~net/attachments/355418129385390081/1145721204548841513/image~png "Um, I am." Kasey said, not having a choice but to listen. They wrestled their phone out of their pocket, and sure enough-
He walked over, and Kasey allowed themselves to feel relief- He'd recognized them (maybe? They hoped he did, for some reason) and was coming over to diffuse the si-
"Finn,"
The word- the name stuns them. They can only stare as Saint tells the other guy to stop, and tries to tug on his arm. It doesn't seem to do anything. The other guy- Finn, they supposed- shrugged it off with something of a glare. "We're just talking," Finn said, defense of the century, but Kasey is stuck, unable to get away or think or- or anything, really.
Saint... knew this guy? Was familiar enough to just grab him and try to yank him back. He- he hadn't even bothered to look at them, aside from that first panicked glance.
"So? Whatcha Say? The line isn't moving." Finn was looking at them expectantly, now, and Saint still wasn't.
What would Silvermoon do here? Silvermoon, who was brave enough to run at explosions and throw themselves at lasers and argue with their friends?
"Um," They finally spoke up, eyes flicking between the two- and settling on Saint. "Are... you two friends?"
Please say no.
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Saint
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Weekend Warrior
Round 2
Posts: 384
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Angelo Alvarez
OOC Username: Sleepy
Arena Points: 10
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Post by Saint on Sept 8, 2023 2:35:26 GMT 9
#s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1107895957519081622/1145884362253021254/200_casual~png Angelo’s hand was shrugged off, Finn — the bull of the century, captain shitlord — adamantly refusing his ticket out of a future harassment charge. This was expected, of course, but it still didn’t make Angelo any less pissed off.
The thing is, Angelo knew these types of people intimately. Had been plagued by them every day of his life; the kinds of people who treat others like rugs, wiping their boots thinking they have the right as long as there isn’t a ‘No’ — and then asking why they weren't told sooner.
And he was doing it to Silvermoon. Silvermoon who, while still a largely unknown presence in his life, deserved better than to have their con experience sullied by his brat of a roommate.
So when he heard that soft voice ask if he and Finn were friends, Angelo tore his glare from Finn and finally met their eyes.
“We are not friends.” The truth without a second’s hesitance. Angelo hated him, and Finn considered his existence either a convenience to exploit, a pest to ignore, or a target to torment. But if he considered his voice so worthless, then it shouldn’t matter what he says next.
“We’re dating. He’s my cheating shithead of a boyfriend, and I advise you to stay away.”
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Silvermoon
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Mythstar
Posts: 396
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Kasey Lilacina
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 37
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Post by Silvermoon on Sept 8, 2023 3:05:10 GMT 9
#s://media~discordapp~net/attachments/355418129385390081/1145721204548841513/image~png Kasey felt relief flo-
“We’re dating."
Kasey blinked, and looked at Saint , and then Finn. Finn, who was gawking at Saint like he'd... they didn't know. Some ridiculous, terrifying magic trick. Like he was a fish dragged into the air, wide-eyed and gaping. So, clearly...
"Oh, um..." Kasey didn't speak instantly, but... didn't move away. Or run. It was all... a little confusing. Particularly when Finn spoke up.
"We are not-"
He jerked back as if struck, glaring daggers at Angelo. "What is your damage, Angel?" He hissed- then starkly aware of the nickname. How Kasey was watching him. He sneered, like an animal pushed into a corner. "Whatever. Good luck getting home."
Kasey watched him stalk out, gaze flicking back to Saint. They didn't want to tell him what to do with his relationships- they certainly couldn't- but... "If... you're meant to be exclusive, and he keeps... acting that way... I would maybe have a serious talk with him." They said, voice delicate.
The heart wanted what it wanted, but... Kasey couldn't help but wish better for him.
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Saint
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Weekend Warrior
Round 2
Posts: 384
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Angelo Alvarez
OOC Username: Sleepy
Arena Points: 10
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Post by Saint on Sept 8, 2023 4:03:48 GMT 9
#s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1107895957519081622/1145884362253021254/200_casual~png It’s only after the words complete their Slip ‘N Slide journey from his brain and out of his mouth that Angelo realized just what he said. He did not allow this to show. He did not turn his head to see how Finn was reacting, despite feeling the burning gaze on his profile.
(He did still take massive psychic damage at seeing Silvermoon’s reaction, but he had already accepted the friendship was over.)
Finn protested, and Angelo internally braced himself to be grabbed or hit, but it seemed the humiliation was an instant kill. Angelo couldn’t describe the feeling — something between mortification and a sense of triumph. He called Finn names, but he had never stood up to him to this extent.
But it’s a victory short-lived. As Finn stomped off, Angelo reached to pinch the bridge of his nose under his glasses, pressing his eyes closed as regret seeped in, thick and slow as molasses. What the fuck had he done?
He’s internally debating between hitchhiking to Cleveland or starting anew in San Francisco when Silvermoon regarded him. He blinked, shocked to see them still there, and then stifled a laugh.
“I— no, sorry, I lied. We aren’t dating. I would never.” He sighed, wiping his face and readjusting his glasses. “I just said that so he’d leave. I doubt he would’ve left you alone otherwise.”
He bowed his head, grateful for his complexion; grateful that they can’t see just how embarrassed he was. He had been burning like a barbecue since this encounter started. “And I’m—sorry, that you had to witness that. Pleasure to meet you, I'm Angelo. And, uh… good… bye forever? If you want that.” They’ve been so nice. It's too bad his first impression subjected them to horrors.
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Silvermoon
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Mythstar
Posts: 396
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Player Name: Kasey Lilacina
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 37
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Post by Silvermoon on Sept 8, 2023 5:03:38 GMT 9
#s://media~discordapp~net/attachments/355418129385390081/1145721204548841513/image~png It was suddenly a lot to take in- Saint did very much know Finn, but... they weren't dating. Saint had just said it to get him to leave. "Well, thank you. It- it means a lot. That you came to help." They meant it- that Saint... cared enough to come over and say something.
"I'm Kasey," They said. "Um... did you want to- to get lunch?" Saint- Angelo, rather (which did a bit better explain the nickname...s... they supposed)- had always been there to help them when they needed it. After Mistra, during the raid... and now. He just kept... showing up, when they needed help, and pulling them up.
And... they hadn't really had a casual chat, and... Kasey was a bit worried Finn would remanifest. Which... Angelo would be able to help with. Hopefully.
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Saint
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Weekend Warrior
Round 2
Posts: 384
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Angelo Alvarez
OOC Username: Sleepy
Arena Points: 10
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Post by Saint on Sept 9, 2023 3:41:25 GMT 9
#s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1107895957519081622/1145884362253021254/200_casual~png To his relief, jumping to assumptions had not broken their friendship, only his dignity. He smiled as they thanked him, putting their name to memory. Kasey. It suited them.
“Lunch, huh?” What he should be doing was turning around and heading back to the hotel so he could grab his bags before Finn decided they looked better on the driveway. Maybe look for a new room. There was no telling what the man was capable of now that he’d royally pissed him off.
But he looked at Kasey, the first internet friend he had met in person, and he thought about the con. Once in a lifetime. “I could go for lunch.” He could still grab them from a driveway. Unlike some people, he understood laundry.
He tilted his head, glancing over to the line, which had thinned considerably after that short fiasco. “You wanted taco rice bowls?”
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Silvermoon
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Mythstar
Posts: 396
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Player Name: Kasey Lilacina
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 37
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Post by Silvermoon on Sept 11, 2023 6:40:53 GMT 9
#s://media~discordapp~net/attachments/355418129385390081/1145721204548841513/image~png Angelo only repeated their offer, a question turned on their question, and Kasey clamped their mouth shut over an apology, rescinding the offer. Why would he want lunch? His first real life interaction was seeing his- whoever that was to him- bully you and there was nothing you could do about it. Silvermoon needed his help, constantly, and you aren't half of what they are-
Their breath escaped them in a rush. Angelo... wanted to spend time with them. "Oh, um- I think that's what they have? If that's alright with you!" Kasey said, unable to keep from backpedaling at least once. Someone had walked away with something that looked like a taco, and someone else with a rice bowl, so they... didn't really know. But did it really matter?
They made their way with him to the truck itself. "Um- I'll have the ahi tuna bowl. And a lemonade. Please." They then turned to look at Angelo again. "Do you know what you want....?" Kasey asked- already pulling free their wallet, intent on paying for the whole thing.
Angelo had... saved them again, after all.
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Saint
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Weekend Warrior
Round 2
Posts: 384
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Angelo Alvarez
OOC Username: Sleepy
Arena Points: 10
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Post by Saint on Oct 5, 2023 6:48:08 GMT 9
#s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1107895957519081622/1145884362253021254/200_casual~png He couldn’t help smiling a bit. Not in delight, but the kind that accompanied tilted brows – a sympathetic smile. Empathetic, if anything. “Of course it is. Who doesn’t want a rice bowl after all that?” If anything, dessert would’ve been warranted, but he was glad Kasey was eating a proper meal.
Angelo took in the menu as Kasey asked him about his order. “… I know I said rice bowl, but those tacos look insane.” He likely wouldn’t ever get used to the culinary marvels out here. “I’ll take the chicken taco and the lemonade too.”
He paused, noticing the wallet. His hand shot up immediately. “Kasey– no, you’re not– I’ll pay for mine.” He would’ve assumed they were just paying for their own order, but from the big watery eyes they were shooting him, he kind of felt like someone being apologized to.
Which didn’t make sense. He was in the wrong.
He took out his wallet, staring them down with the same intent his parents employed when facing off with other relatives during a dinner-checkout-manners-face-off. “Seriously, don’t worry about it. Thank you.”
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Silvermoon
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Posts: 396
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Player Name: Kasey Lilacina
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 37
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Post by Silvermoon on Oct 7, 2023 13:43:47 GMT 9
#s://media~discordapp~net/attachments/355418129385390081/1145721204548841513/image~png Kasey had anticipated it- Angelo protesting. But, unfortunately for him, it wasn't up for debate. "Angelo, it's fine- yes, I am- You won'!" They insisted. He looked at them with a grave intensity. He was serious about this...
Kasey narrowed their eyes. "I won't worry, then." They said, and gently papped their wallet against the reader, the machine beeping cheerily. They moved quickly- 20%! No receipt!- so Angelo would be forced to simply accept it.
They looked at him, huffing a bit. "That's for your roommate. ... and my leg. So." They said, reaching to gather up the packaged food, and one of the drinks. "Um, if I show up super timely and save you, then you can buy me lunch. Deal?"
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Saint
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Weekend Warrior
Round 2
Posts: 384
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Angelo Alvarez
OOC Username: Sleepy
Arena Points: 10
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Post by Saint on Nov 3, 2023 11:10:07 GMT 9
He’s beaten so swiftly that he didn’t even have time to process it. His eyes widened at the beeping and— there it was. He had failed the courtesy standoff.
Angelo snorted, stifling a laugh behind his hand. “You're pretty quick.” he hadn’t anticipated that audacity from Kasey, and couldn’t help be impressed.
He lowered his hand to a wide, if a bit exasperated smile, his brows curved with a fondness. “Okay, deal. I'm getting you lunch the next time you save me, then.” Though he did hope it wouldn’t come to that. He hoped he didn’t need saving at all.
“Where do you want to sit?” With their food in hand, that left the dilemma of finding a spot. It was lunch hour, most of the tables at the plaza were taken. People were already beginning to sit on the benches, on ledges, or just finding corners to stand around and eat with their groups.
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Silvermoon
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Mythstar
Posts: 396
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Kasey Lilacina
OOC Username: spibe
Arena Points: 37
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Post by Silvermoon on Nov 17, 2023 12:18:30 GMT 9
#s://media~discordapp~net/attachments/355418129385390081/1145721204548841513/image~png Kasey gave a laugh, half embarrassed. From anyone else, maybe, it could be condescending- but from Angelo it just… felt warm. Kasey brightened when Angelo relented, accepting their arrangement.
And that just left- finding somewhere to go. “Ummmm,” Kasey stalled, eyes flicking over the crowd. There was too much going on to just… stand… “Oh- there, by the Dairy Queen!” They said, starting to weave through the crowd-
Finally settling on the wall of a raised flower bed, sitting cross-legged on the brick. “Is this alright?”
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Saint
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Weekend Warrior
Round 2
Posts: 384
Trainer Class:
Player Name: Angelo Alvarez
OOC Username: Sleepy
Arena Points: 10
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Post by Saint on Dec 2, 2023 9:10:19 GMT 9
#s://cdn~discordapp~com/attachments/1107895957519081622/1145884362253021254/200_casual~png Angelo hummed his assent, following after them as Kasey pointed out a spot by the Dairy Queen. He sat beside them, setting his lemonade on the brick and his taco on his thigh. As they asked him about the spot, he looked around.
There was no escaping the crowd, but sitting here with a friend, the scent of flowers and warm food all about—it felt safe. There was still the mild urge to throw himself into the flower bed when he tried to remember their introduction, but if Kasey was willing to overlook it, then there wasn’t much else he could do but follow suit. He would just have to deal with the fallout later.
“It’s perfect.” And with that, he began to eat.
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