Ceres

The card that Ceres pulled was a Queen of hearts. "Hmm?" A small tilt of her head as she only just now noticed the metallic sheen to them. "Metal?" she would ask as she stared at the card. How sweet....the man must really adore his cards to have a metal set made. Ceres turned the card to show Tybalt. "Look!" She smiled at him. "It really is like that fairy tale, huh? Although no roses are being painted red...." She would glance around the marshlands, to see if there were any such things. "A queen.... of hearts!?" There was a sudden and almost desperate grasp around her wrist holding

<<Saint Mask>> Ceres was terribly late... But sometimes, that wasn't entirely a bad thing, now was it? It meant she could blend right into the crowds. Maybe have a drink or two, listen to some nice music, and not have the icky feeling of being the first one there. Fashionably late she was... One of the main reasons Ceres had been late in the first place is that she had been turned away for not wearing the correct attire. So the woman had to go back to town and find a tailor - then an outfit. The person stationed at the door sighed heavily. Seeing that she changed the colo

The man introduced himself. "Tybalt....the evil kidney.." Ceres repeated, trying to commit it to her memory. There were few names she remembered. Mari...for Ceres would often do odd jobs for her...Vex, because of his antics. Accy, but that was about it. This man would be hard for her to forget. Her eyes were still on the frog sitting upon a branch, just above his shoulder. But with a flourish Tybalt distracted her. "H-huh?" "Whoa!" Immediately distracted from the entire reason she was out here...a white rabbit. leapt from his arm. "How?" She asked in amazement. Leaning down as she wa

Ceres' lips turned up into a smile - doll-like eyes widening with a sparkle of delight as the man talked about how evil kidneys were. He gets it. "Some twins...eat each other in the womb." A silly fact, but one Ceres felt needed saying. "My mama said I did that, but I think I'm the good one." Ceres said to herself thoughtfully, a single finger placed on her lips as her thoughts trailed off. "I mean...I don't think I have evil thoughts... I am not sure what evil thoughts are though...maybe taking over the world? Stealing princesses? I don't do that...Oh..Sorry I taril off like that a lot. I'm C

Big doe eyes stared at the strange man how did he talk with his face like that? Ceres reached out. she was never one for personal space. Always encroaching on others, not realizing that it was a social faux paux to constantly touch someone. "This." Ceres said in an airy tone as she pressed an index finger to his mask. "Why?" she asked. It was strange to have someone cover their entire face. She traced the smile on it. "Always smiling...I like that." She tilted her head to the side, half lidded eyes slowly blinking. "Are you ugly beneath it?" She drew her hand away only to go "Boop." Tracing on

Accy seemed to agree with Ceres, her eyes would light up and she'd go on to slur about how she didn't get all warm and melty around people. Ceres tilted her head to the side. Listening to the woman exuberantly tell her story. "Beans?" Her eyes floated to the sky. "Legumes. Hmmm. No. I don't care about that..." She said, her typical slow and airy tone. "Sorry Accy, I do not understand your obsession with legumes." Ceres would give her new friend a pat on her shoulder. "But if they are something you like. Then that's fine." Ceres blinked when she felt @Oscar drop a towel over h

Ceres shifted the towel, forgetting she was supposed to be holdign the towel up for Acanthus. She pulled it away to wipe down her face and torso. Still slightly sticky from the drink. She glanced at the woman. Oh. Oops." At least she seemed to have finished changing, right? Ceres wasn't sure...she wasn't exactly paying attention. "Flowers." She commented as her eyes travelled down Arcanthus body, it was differerent to what she was wearing before. But Ceres wasn't sure what hurricanes had to do with it. "Are you...okay?" Ceres asked. "You're slurring words." She blinked slowly, once,

"You can't just going walking around, talking to people without introducing yourself, and then touching them and their food or drinks." Ceres stared at the man blankly. "Whaaa...?" She looked at her drink. The one she had taken from a table, that probably belonged to someone else. "But there was a hair in it. Long. Dark. Not your hair. Not your drink." She glanced down at his arm. Oh. Right...maybe she shouldn't have done that. "Didn't think...my bad." "And don't bother introducing yourself now, I don't care to know you, either," he spat. "Learn some fuckin' manners, and then go both

Ceres removed a wet palm from the stranger's ( @Corvo) chest. "Hang on..." That same half asleepy doe-eyed voice spoke as she stepped away from him. "There is a hair in this drink." She dunk her hand into her glass and fished out a long black hair, she pressed it to the blonde man's arm so it got stuck to him then continued her drink. That's what happens sometimes, when you pick up abandoned drinks. Ceres wasn't bothered by it. “That would be Oscar. He’s strange, but a good person. I haven’t talked with him too much, but I’d recommend introducing yourself at some point. I don’t thi

How long had it been since she had left her little hotel room? Far too long. Ceres had heard people talking about some kind of crab boil on the beach. She liked the beach. Something about a giant airship looming overhead. So, She donned a hat, and a striped bikini - appropriate attire for the beach and made her way to the warp gate on the first floor. She got quite a few stairs as she walked the streets of the Town of Beginnings, barefoot. She probably should have changed after arriving but Ceres didn't think of that. Warping to the floor and taking another short work Ceres arrived a

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"So this is your shop..." Ceres mused with a grin when she entered. "I was expecting an actual hot-dog stand..." She wrinkled her nose as she tapped her lips. "Hmmm....it does still smell like one though - but you are the best cook I know." Ceres turned on her heel to face Oscar. "The only cook, but still the best....ah Anyway...." She tugged on her long earring. "I was wondering if I could get a strawberries and cream birthday cake - with an ornate sugar flower on top? IT doesn't need any stats or anything...but if it were to have something, maybe luck?" Ceres fumbled with her HUD "