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†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 3h

Anita took the cup graciously, her dark fingers wrapping around the handle and taking a small sip, which was then followed by a panicked hack.

“Ah! Shows me to be impatient. Still hot…sorry.” A snicker whistled from her lightly.

“So, it’s a pretty basic question, but what’s space like?”

𝘒𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘥’𝘳 @tamaranianqueen.bsky.social · 5h

“Oh! Hehe thank you very much.” She smiled brightly with a slight blush and then handed her a cup.

“Come! Sit and enjoy.”

†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 5h

Another click filled the air, and Anita brought her camera down to look at the finished photograph. It was beautiful, the posing of the redheaded woman was immaculate, so full of life that it defied misery by its existence. Timeless, truly.

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†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 5h

The photographer was so enraptured she nearly missed the question.
“Oh, sorry. Of course! That sounds lovely. Speaking of, gorgeous photo! You look stunning.”

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†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 5h

Another click filled the air, and Anita brought her camera down to look at the finished photograph. It was beautiful, the posing of the redheaded woman was immaculate, so full of life that it defied misery by its existence. Timeless, truly.

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𝘒𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘥’𝘳 @tamaranianqueen.bsky.social · 5h

Anyone wanna sit and have some tea with me?

#DCRP #MARVELRP

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†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · Aug 28

Lê†’§ Çhåñgê †hê WðrlÐ, Öñê ßêlïêvêr Ä† Ä †ïmê

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†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 5h

“Love, so many people would have lost their minds seeing you look like this in the 80s.”

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𝙸'𝚖 𝙰𝚜 𝙷𝚞𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝙰𝚜 𝙰𝚗𝚢𝚘𝚗𝚎... @heybuddyeyesuphere.bsky.social · 19h

⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘⛓️‍💥⫘⫘
“𝚂𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚜
𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢
𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚖 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚋𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍
𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚘𝚗
𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗
𝚋𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎.”

♡ + ↻ .ᐟ
⫘⫘⫘⛓️‍💥⫘⫘⫘⫘⫘

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†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 1d

†hê †ålê ð£ †hê Hêrmï†

[Geena Auguste: Open Starter]

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†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 1d

//Crime, you say?

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†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 1d

…to [Y/C], though her focus was broken, she could still feel they were approaching her. Who on earth would be wandering around in the Nevada desert as the sun was setting?

†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 1d

…did take note of this new mind entering into her vicinity. She should have just let it go, they wouldn’t bother her training and moment of meditation.

Yet something inflamed in her stomach, a violent and consuming fire. Rage.

“Who the hell is there?!”

She called out…

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†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 1d

In moments like these, all anger slipped away from her complete being. She forgot about her parents…her grandfather…even her name.

[Y/C’s Name]…what? Focus didn’t leave, after all, in this state, all thoughts from other people nearby were just as much hers, and vice-versa. Yet Geena…

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†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 1d

Even as blood rushed to her head in her upside-down position, her mind was as sharp as possible…in fact…sharper than normal. Flesh and thought were one, each muscle strained with each notion that passed through her.

Every emotion was like a part of her body, the chakras all aligned.

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†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 1d

…her elbows bending to the side, the top of her head sometimes pressing against the sandy ground below.

“There is no body…there is no mind…just one being of wholeness” she softly repeated over and over as she conducted this ridiculous workout routine.

Yet this mantra, it was working…

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†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 1d

Far into the deserts surrounding Las Vegas, utter silence echoed throughout the eventide sky.

Not even the strained huffing of Geena could be heard as she pushed her body up and down on her hands. She wasn’t even doing normal pushups, her entire lower-body was hanging high into the air…

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†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 1d

†hê †ålê ð£ †hê Hêrmï†

[Geena Auguste: Open Starter]

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†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 2d

-Mustafa

“Well I, for one, am always glad to have a majestic presence around! You can’t really replicate the feeling.”

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐈𝐃𝐄𝐑 @weathermixtress.bsky.social · 2d

Hm. Seems a lot is going on today, but she has finally appeared, exhausted, yet keeping up appearances. Anyone miss her?

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𝘒𝘰𝘳𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘥’𝘳 @tamaranianqueen.bsky.social · 4d

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𝑪𝑶𝑵𝑨𝑵. @bloodandsteel.bsky.social · 3d

𝑨𝑪𝑻 - 𝑰
𝑻𝑯𝑬 𝑺𝑳𝑨𝑽𝑬.

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†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 2d

Within the tapestry of music, Harrison found focus. He heard the distant chords of the music of the universe…but one note was closer than he would have expected. The woman who was just starting…keys of magic emanated from her being. In a reversal, he was now wearing at her.

†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 2d

A small chuckle and a forgiving wave of the hand came from Harrison.
“Don’t worry about it, no harm, no foul.”
The street preacher then went back to strumming some chords. Simple enough, but there was something that set his heart towards The One, soft thanks escaping his lips.

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【 𓉸 】⸻ ; 𝑷𝒂𝒊𝒏 & 𝑺𝒖𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 @shesamasochistic.bsky.social · 7d

Staring at him a few seconds more, realizing that he was now looking at her. She finally nods.

❝ Sorry, yes, everything's fine. ❞

†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 8d

Playful strums on an acoustic guitar emanated from Harrison’s position. The Chorister was taking a moment to simply feel, perhaps jam for future songs that could fill anyone with the rapturous presence of The One.
Yet he felt eyes on him, so he turned to look at Eloise.

“Everything okay?”

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†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 3d

…was suddenly hit with a massive hug from the small man.

“Oh, Wytch! Gosh, didn’t think you’d ever find your way over! Ah…sorry, probably should have asked before hugging. You doing alright? Take it the dog found you well?”

The words streamed from his mouth like bullets from a machine gun.

†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 3d

…had been awakened as soon as it was built, and it did these things as a warning for potential intruders.

“What on earth…sorry Nell, gotta see what’s going on out there.” He softly apologized to the cow, who grunted in response.

Boots stamped against the ground quickly, and then, Wytch…

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†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 3d

…with a somber look on his youthful face. There was one less cow than there had been yesterday…and Paul felt a void in him from just that loss alone.

Freckled ears pricked up when he heard the clattering of the windows and the sounds of surprised animals.
The spirit of his house…

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†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 3d

…by a gust of wind.
As soon as the brunette entered the vicinity in her particular way, the windows and shutters of the farmhouse began to rattle, and slam open and shut in the wind. A few yelps escaped from some animals.

Paul was in the cow enclosure, gently petting them…

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†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 3d

What Wytch was met with, was a rather rustic place. A large farmhouse of blue and white situated right next to the yellow desert sand and cacti. Thankfully, autumn meant it wasn’t unbearably hot that day.

Smells and sounds of animals were heavy in the air, along with some dust carried…

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𝑊𝑦𝑡𝑐𝘩 @bedlamwytch.bsky.social · 3d

Had those same spirits warned him of what sort of woman she was? The God she served? The role she played in things?

If they had, then he should heed the warning.

If they had not, he should find better spirit guides.

Though a dog that delivered letters was something exciting. -

†hê Çåßål 🪄 @sincityarcana.bsky.social · 3d

Despite all the strange things she had said, Paul had felt some semblance of fun getting fish and chips with the erratic woman. So much so, he’d even taken a photo of the two of them and given it to her.

Some days passed, and they’d never met up again. Vegas was a big place…

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