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Post by Ania Charis on Aug 2, 2013 23:35:00 GMT -5
Ania, Emil Words: 503 Notes: totally soda right? Did You Fight to Keep Your Ground Things had gotten so hectic so fast. With the attack directly on the Vatican and getting the sins out of there followed by immediately trying to get everyone healed and taken care of then getting the repairs started there hadn't been much rest or relaxation for Ania because of her sworn duties. She hadn't even been able to do these things openly due to the need for her identity as Micans to be a secret. If an order was needed she had to be taken aside since to everyone else she was just another member of Consecro, probably about the rank of a proxy in their eyes. It was a tiresome ordeal so when she got the chance to head back to her quarters for a while she was a bit relieved. She loved her position but she was still just a human who had just taken on one of her first and definitely her biggest battle to date. She was tired.
Ania made quick work getting up to her room, trying not to be noticed as she did so. She didn't want to followed. When she reached her room she closed the door silently, locking it and pressing her ear up against it to make sure she couldn't hear anyone. When all was silent she smiled and stood up straight, stretching and turning around. She had sent a message to Emil to meet her up here and she had stalled enough to give him some time to get up to their shared room.
"Shall we get started dear brother?" she questioned, bounding over to her.. their bed and leaping up onto it and bouncing on it a few times before falling to a sitting position. Her message had included some very important details. They were going to karaoke and drink what she was pretty sure was soda she just drank too much of all the time. People got sugar highs as they called them. Ania hadn't had much sugar ever, even less during her time at the Vatican so she was just convinced it was like actually getting high but completely legal and fine for the church. The only downside was that maybe she would get fat but she worked out enough to avoid that kind of thing. The sodas Emil got were foreign. They didn't sell them at all the stores she went to to get them. It tasted a lot different too, like greasy American food was so much different than her normal cuisine. Emil really was the nicest brother ever getting hold of such things for her, especially when she really needed the bit of kick it gave her. And karaoke was always fun. Nobody was in any nearby rooms so she could play around like a normal young adult. She knew her duties but she still needed a break from it to spend with her dearest twin.
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Post by Berlin Chlotichilda on Aug 3, 2013 2:13:13 GMT -5
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Emil was sure the entire world was going to be ending soon, or at least whatever was going on with the Consecro and the deadly sins they were fighting. Life was becoming too hectic for him to even find time to spend with his sister, much to his disappointment. Sometimes he had wished she wasn't so dedicated to being the leader of a cult and would pay more attention to him. But he was sure that you couldn't always get what you wished for, so he could do with these small meeting that they weren't even supposed to be having with each other. Honestly, if she could stop being the Micans Nitore right now, that would be great. It was limiting them both greatly. She never got to have fun anymore; hell, he was almost certain she had never even been drunk. That was an experience any adult year old should have, and Emil was determined to give it to her. He was using today as a mock birthday celebration, celebrating almost nothing in reality. He didn't care for the actual birthday, and only wanted to have fun.
Fun was certainly the only thing on his mind, even if others wanted to be perverse about it. He sat on the edge of their bed and waited for her to get comfortable. Ania plopped down on the other side of the bed, looking as comfortable as could be once she had stopped her bouncing. Shall they get started was the question she had asked before sitting, and Emil was certain it was time to do whatever they wanted, and more.
Emil got up and turned on the karaoke equipment, motioning for Ania to have as much 'soda' as she pleased. Since there was no one near them, no one would see how drunk out of her mind she was going to be. Having a holy figure publicly shit faced, all being his fault, was not on his agenda. Privately shit faced was good enough for him. He took a sip of this foreign soda, as he told her it was, and sat back down. "Shall you go first? I think you need fun more than I do. Stress is not an option today!" He tried to speak in an elder sibling tone, knowing fully that he was the younger one, but that didn't stop him.
Emil had already put forth the effort of sneaking all these items into this room, and was feeling on the lazy side. She needed to relax, anyway. He was as relaxed as he could be. He laid his body down on the bed, facing the screen to show he was still paying attention. He had his head resting on his arms, but had no intentions of napping, no matter how comfortable he was with doing so. Nothing was going to make him miss precious moments with his sister, especially when he knew that they would only be more scarce as the time went on. .
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Post by Ania Charis on Aug 5, 2013 1:02:36 GMT -5
Ania, Emil Words: 545 Notes: totally soda right? Did You Fight to Keep Your Ground Ania was quick to take one of the sodas Emil had brought. She drank more than she thought she would really. When did she get a drink last? Maybe she was dehydrated and the good taste only helped her drink more. Already she could feel that sugar rush coming on. This is what she got for living such a strict lifestyle. Her body could barely even stand a little extra of something it seemed. "You've really got to start getting me some more treats so I can last more than five minutes" she teasingly order, knocking into him slightly and giggling. "You're so serious~" He wasn't really but he was acting like a big brother. She was the older one here. He was so silly sometimes. She nudged him again, giving him a peck in the cheek before bouncily getting up to her feet to take her own turn with the karaoke since Emil had given her first go.
She went through the song list, making a face when she didn't recognize not only a song but none of the artists either. She just stopped on the next song and pressed the start button with an annoyed look on her face. She grabbed the mic and placed her hands on her hips, swearing she would own whatever song she had chosen just because, some "Toxic" by what she assume was a lady name Britney Spears, That would be a weird name for a band or a guy. She was lost in her thoughts when suddenly the music began playing, scaring her and making her jump, dropping the mic. She had to retrieve it quickly with fumbling hands about four seconds before the words started up, leaving her clueless about anything going on. "Baby ca- see?" She was off to a really bad start to say the least.
She just quit the entire first verse, opting to instead get some more of that soda that made her a little bit happier. Suddenly she turned back around to the screen, more ready then ever with the aid of some back up singers to guide her in rhythm. 58ACFA"With the taste of your lips I'm on a ride" [/color]she was now quite good at this whole karaoke thing. She even found herself dancing like a pop star somehow when she didn't know the first thing about dancing. Maybe it was something about people her age but she was dancing like a total slut at a nightclub getting way too into the moment. She even made a trashy look at Emil mostly because he was the only other person there besides maybe some one in a photo but what where they going to do? All too soon her moment of fabulousness was over. She struck one last super star pose before laughing at how weird she was being. She tossed the microphone over to Emil before leaping back onto the bed, landing on her stomach and immediately going back to her soda. "You'll sing me something sinful too right?" she asked him with a laugh, almost snorting which made her laugh more. Well it seemed this night was already having its desired effect. She sat up, wrapping her arms around her twin from behind and giving him yet another peck on the cheek before shoving him to go sing. He probably knew these songs a lot better and would know just what to do. [/div] [/div] HAN: 16 REI:20 HAK: 20 SEI: 24 BUK: 24 HOH: 21 [/center] |
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Post by Berlin Chlotichilda on Sept 1, 2013 22:35:49 GMT -5
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Things were escalating very quickly. Ania seemed to be a light weight and was already drunk off her mind. That was a little disappointing considering it was his sister. He was going to have to teach her to hold her shit better in the future, otherwise it would be a total disgrace to his name. Luckily no one was seeing this site right now besides himself. Ania was acting like a total whore with some Britney Spears song he kind of remembered. It was funny no matter how he looked at it. Ania was finishing up her song, meaning Emil only had a few more seconds to down the drink in his hand and another one before going up for his solo act. He only managed to finish his drink, but opened up a new one when he got on the 'stage' and took a large swig of it.
Emil looked through all the selections and decided he didn't know more than half of the songs well enough to sing them. His choices came down to Livin La Vida Loca and Sexyback, with him deciding on the latter considering he knew it wasn't as fast. The song started and Emil knew it was the right choice for him. He didn't even have to sing it. "I’m bringing sexy back. Them other boys don’t know how to act. I think you're special, what's behind your back? So turn around and I'll pick up the slack." Emil's ended up not singing the verse and sounding awkward, but he didn't care. Singing wasn't his area of expertise, and he wasn't going to lie and say it was.
The song went on with him speaking it as awkwardly as anyone in the world possibly could. However it must of not been fun for Ania to watch, so he decided to pick up the pace towards the end of it. "TAKE EM TO THE CHORUS!" Emil shouted and pointed at Ania then proceeded to sing the rest of the song on beat and even danced to it. Although his dancing was awkward shuffles and his singing was less than professional, but it was still a good attempt to turn it all around. Emil's song finished up and he took a bow then exited his 'stage' and made it back to the bed. "Not sure how to put this, but I believe you got served" He dropped the mic on the bed next to Ania as he sat down and finished his long forgotten beer.. .
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Post by Ania Charis on Sept 4, 2013 0:35:59 GMT -5
Ania, Emil Words: 545 Notes: totally soda right? Did You Fight to Keep Your Ground Ania sat back in bed, grabbing a new drink because she honestly couldn't remember if she had one open or not even though there was an open one not two feet away from her on the nightstand. That wasn't important. She'd probably drink it eventually wince it was sitting there. This drink went down a lot faster than earlier. It seemed she was getting accustomed to it. That or she just couldn't bring herself to care that she was chugging the thing down in a most unladylike fashion. It was so good. She finished half of her current bottle before she took a break. She noticed Emil still hadn't chosen a song. Ania put on a pouting face, crossing her legs and sitting Indian style. He was taken forever. She sighed out and waited for practically ever, running her finger along the rim of her drink as she did so. Finally though he made up his mind and like that Ania was a ball of energy again. The music was pretty upbeat and she was bouncing on the bed in time with it.
Unfortunately Emil didn't quite live up to the opening music, at least not at first. He wasn't singing very well. Was he singing at all? Honestly she couldn't tell. Well, it would seem that she had this round in the bag. As it turned out singing in choir and being ashamed of nothing paid off for her. Oh, besides the whole going to heaven with ease thing. Most people would probably call that a good thing. Well once she destroyed Hell she had an easy trip. That was all not the point right now though nor anything she wanted to focus on.
Suddenly she jumped a bit when her brother started shouting. Her eyes shot up to him, seeing that he was pointing at her now. She stared at him, wondering what she had missed. To be honest Ania had tuned him out for a short time. She felt a bit bad for that, but she was making it up to Jim now. Emil had all of her attention now. He was really singing and really dancing. Ania could deny that he was indeed bringing sexy back, whatever that meant. All she knew was that it seemed legitimate. She couldn't take her eyes away which was a good sign. She didn't realize it how big her smile was now. At least not until Emil was done and acting all cocky like he had just owned her or something. At that point she felt the huge change in her expression from a super happy one to a pouting one. She poked him in the chest roughly.
"You're so meeeean" she whined, throwing herself at him, making some piss poor attempt to tackle him down to the bed. She could have used more force and pinned him down easily but she wasn't that mad. At best as revenge she'd knock that drink out of his hand. It'd probably spill and stain her bed, but she could clean it or get some one who didn't ask questions to clean it. Needless to say she barely cared at that moment. "So you really think you served me?" Ania wasn't really aware that she might have been using that slang awkwardly, just trying to copy her twin. She gave him a confident look before she broke down and laughed, simply falling whiner him looking happier than she had in months. "Oh! Oh! We should sing something together!" She sat up straight in an instant, grabbing his wrists. No way he would deny her probably. "What song should we sing?!" HAN: 16 REI:20 HAK: 20 SEI: 24 BUK: 24 HOH: 21 |
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Post by Berlin Chlotichilda on Sept 24, 2013 22:12:38 GMT -5
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Short post is short. Don't be hatin' | [atrb=Valign,top][atrb=style, width: 250px; height: 380px; background-color: #ffffff; border-top: solid 4px #01A5BA;] To Cure The World ♥ Emil laughed while Ania whined. It wasn't his fault she got served. She knocked him over, spilling the beer onto her bed. He laughed even more once she awkwardly used the slang term the he himself awkwardly used mere seconds before. He didn't. He could gangster if he wanted, just only when Ania was around. Otherwise he'd get funny stares. She didn't judge, that he was aware of, and no one else was around. That was the perfect setting to make a complete fool of himself. Well, more than usual.
Ania had suggested they sing something together, so Emil agreed. He got and enthusiastically shouted to her "Let's do this!" Then began browsing for songs. That, however, was the hard part. He didn't want to end up singing something too weird with her, but had no idea what any of the songs were. Emil rested his face in his hand, not sure what to pick. Choosing things was so hard. "Oh. Why don't you pick something? I believe only you could pick something to suit the both of us." Emil smiled and handed the controller to Ania,certain that he covered his confusion up perfectly.
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Stats: han: 14 rei:13 hak: 14 sei: 15 buk:14 hoh: 13 |
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Post by Ania Charis on Sept 26, 2013 16:48:57 GMT -5
Ania, Emil Words: 476 Notes: totally soda right? Did You Fight to Keep Your Ground She waited and waited for Emil to pick out a song for the both of them to sing together. Anticipation was build and building and she could barely contain herself. Man the soda really messed with her head, her body, everything. She fell back into the bed and giggled to herself. She didn't even know why she was laughing. Maybe she was laughing at herself. She really was quite the sight right now. Ania was sure of that much.
There wasn't any song choosing going on though, and it began to wear on her nerves. She sat up quickly, only to find the controller being tossed her way. She caught it a bit clumsily, but after a moment she got control over the controller situation. That made her giggle again. anyway she began to scroll through the list of songs. Again she recognized none of the son titles she was looking at. That didn't deter her one bit though. She was a determined woman, whether she was fighting demons or karaoke partying. They were both very vital right now. She when she found a song titled "Sexy Love" she just had to choose it. Emil had done a good job with a song named sexy something. Maybe it was his good luck charm. This was the only song they could possibly do.
She got up in a hurry to get the other microphone that was so conveniently placed right next to the television. The music began to play and she got into a bit of a hurry. She wasn't paying too much attention so as a result she tripped over the chord of the microphone Emil already had. Ania completely lost her footing, coming completely off of the floor. She couldn't stop the path of her descent either. She at least turned enough to save her face. Instead her back slammed into the tv screen, knocking it back into the wall and likely leaving a hole there. That wasn't even the biggest issue. There were some horrible snapping noises and by the sound the television made when she moved it was easy to assume the thing was well beyond broken. She fell down to the ground, not staying around long because three seconds later the tv smashed to the floor to break further. She could only stare at what was left of the tv with large eyes. Well. Apparently her song choice hadn't been the key to their luck.
Ania put on a pout and rushed over to Emil's side. "Now What?" she complained. Obviously karaoke was over with. She had slaughtered it entirely with that little.. rather large mess up. She flung herself onto him, hanging off of his neck. For some one who just smashed into a tv she was pretty lively. It would take a lot more than that to keep her down. HAN: 16 REI:20 HAK: 20 SEI: 24 BUK: 24 HOH: 21 |
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