6 Feb 2025, 19:19
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Reducio STATS/OTHER STATS | stamina ◦ 9 | evasion ◦ 4 | strength ◦ 4 | wisdom ◦ 8 | arcane power ◦ 2 | accuracy ◦ 8 Location: Edinburg, Scotland |
Last edited by Cirrus Nam on 13 Mar 2025, 23:11, edited 1 time in total.
—cirrus nam
—Watermelon sugar high—
melor baskakova—
17 Feb 2025, 14:40
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The scent of lavender and old wood hung in the air, mingling with the warm smell of freshly baked bread Mom had taken out of the oven that morning. The house was quiet, and from her spot on the couch, she could hear the faint murmur of her parents in the kitchen, their voices mingling with the sound of dishes being stacked and the occasional squeak of a chair being moved. Her fingers ran along the edge of a magazine open on her lap, but she hadn’t read it in a while. Her reason for picking up the magazine in the first place was overshadowed by the thoughts revolving around the impending visit. A family friend of her parents was arriving today, and with them, their son, a boy named Cirrus. She had never heard his name before Mom had mentioned it days ago, excitedly explaining that her father had been Dad’s college classmate and that, by chance, they had finally found time to get together after years without seeing each other. And of course, in their adult logic, it had seemed like an excellent idea to bring her into the equation. “He’s your age, I’m sure you’ll get along,” Mom had said with such confidence that it had made her frown. What if we didn’t like each other? What if we had nothing in common? It wasn’t that she disliked meeting new people, but the idea that her parents had already decided for her that they were going to be friends was strange, almost as if it was set in stone. As if friendship could be forced. She sighed and closed the book softly, leaving it on the coffee table before stretching her legs out on the couch. The light coming through the window had a golden hue, illuminating the dust floating in the air. From the kitchen, the sound of spoons hitting bowls indicated that Mom was preparing something else.₊⁺⋆ Date: 01th March 2025| Number of words: 794| Dialogue: #aa5713 ⋆⁺₊
She stood calmly, feeling the wood creak beneath my bare feet. I walked to the window, slightly pulling back the curtain to look outside. The garden was quiet, with the leaves of the birch trees swaying in the breeze and shadows cast across the grass in irregular patterns. Beyond the street, the afternoon passed like any other, with the occasional sound of a car passing by or the chirping of a bird. Soon, a car would pull up in front of the house, bringing with it a stranger who, according to our parents’ plans, was destined to be their friend. She didn’t know what to expect from him, but deep down, the uncertainty had some excitement.
The sound of the knock on the door echoed through the house, and her mother rushed to answer it with the natural grace that always accompanied her. Stelle, however, remained in the living room, sitting cross-legged on the couch, absentmindedly twirling a pen between her fingers. It wasn’t that she wasn’t interested in the visit; she just didn’t know what to expect. She had heard her parents talk about Dad’s friends, about their time at college, about how life had changed since then. But now, one of those friends was here, with his family, and apparently with a boy her age. Her mom had told her it would be a good opportunity to make a new friend, but the idea seemed strange to her. How were we supposed to just fit in just because our parents knew each other?
When the door opened, she heard her mother’s voice waving excitedly. Stelle leaned a little on the couch to get a better look. There was a woman holding an apple pie (her nose picked up the scent of cinnamon even from a distance) and next to her a man who must be Dad’s friend. But what caught her attention the most was the little boy behind them. He had brown hair, tousled as if he had just woken up from a nap. His amber eyes scanned the room with a mix of curiosity and tiredness, as if he wasn’t fully awake yet. Then she noticed the cast on his arm. —Mama could help him—. she murmured softly from her spot. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to go; in reality, she knew perfectly well that she would end up running to them at any moment. She wrinkled her nose and jumped up from the couch, adjusting her soft yellow (or as she put it, chick yellow) dress so she could make a good impression. In the few steps she took between the living room and the entrance, she pushed her curls back, ready to say hello. She stood in front of the boy, and without waiting for any kind of signal, she stretched out her hand towards him, looking him straight in the eyes. —I’m Stelle, let’s be friends. How did you break your arm?—. she said with a casual smile looking at the boy.
@Cirrus Nam
You make me wanna make you fall in love───⊹ |
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25 Feb 2025, 21:33
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Reducio STATS/OTHER STATS | stamina ◦ 9 | evasion ◦ 4 | strength ◦ 4 | wisdom ◦ 8 | arcane power ◦ 2 | accuracy ◦ 8 1. Hi, nice too meet you Stelle, my name's Cirrus 2. I guess we can be friends, I can't figure why else not... And as for my arm I- 3. I slipped on my pant leg at a party... Um so... I like your house! It's pretty! 4. Do you have Django? Or got anything fun to do? |
—cirrus nam
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1 Mar 2025, 03:32
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Stelle watched the brown-haired boy with a mix of curiosity and tenderness. Her cheeks, barely flushed, matched the crimson hue that colored Cirrus's ears as she spoke. The directness of her question seemed to have taken him by surprise, but her answer, despite the shyness, was sincere.₊⁺⋆ Date: 01th March 2025 | Number of words: 528| Dialogue: #aa5713 ⋆⁺₊
—A skateboard?—. Stelle repeated, letting out a soft laugh that sounded like the tinkling of a small bell. —That sounds... interesting. Although perhaps not very safe—.
Their hands were still linked, and when Cirrus let go, Stelle realized that she had been swinging her arm slightly, as if her energy could not be contained. Her yellow dress fluttered a little as she moved, the light fabric catching the warm light that filtered through the windows. She began to walk, waiting for him to follow.
—Thank you, I'm glad you like the house—. she said, her blue eyes brightening, shining with the same warmth as the afternoon sun. —Sometimes I think it’s too big, especially when I’m playing hide and seek. I get lost even when I’m not trying to hide—.
The girl let out a small dramatic sigh, a gesture more fitting of an actress than a child, and then refocused on Cirrus. Her attention was intense, but in a welcoming way, as if he were the only one in the room who mattered at the moment.
—Django? No, but I have a lot of games—. She bit her lower lip thoughtfully. —I also have a collection of books, but… I don’t know if that’s very fun—.Her lips curved into a mischievous smile.
—Although…—. she leaned toward him, lowering her voice as if sharing a secret. —We could sneak into the back garden. There’s a small pond, and sometimes there are frogs. Or…—. she dragged out the last word, letting the intrigue build. We could look for my aunt’s cat. She’s like a little ghost, always hiding, but if we find her, maybe she’ll let us pet her.
Stelle took Cirrus’s hand without waiting for his response, her grip gentle but determined. Her energy was contagious, like a whirlpool that sweeps everything in its path.
—Come on, I’ll show you!—. she said, pulling him into the house but not pushing him to get out.
As the two children disappeared down a hallway, the voices of the adults faded into the background, becoming a distant echo. Stelle no longer thought about how they would look in the eyes of others, or how her mother insisted that she always be a perfect hostess. Now all that mattered was the adventure, the crunch of leaves under her feet, and the excitement of sharing a moment with her new friend. And in that instant, for Stelle and Cirrus, the world was a place full of possibilities, of secrets to discover, and of friendships that were just beginning to blossom. At the back door, she kicked off her shoes and set them aside before opening the door.
—This way—. she said softly as she stepped out, letting her toes play with the grass beneath her feet. She smiled contentedly and looked up at him, inviting him to follow her.
@Cirrus Nam
You make me wanna make you fall in love───⊹ |
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3 Apr 2025, 21:58
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Reducio OOC NOTES I actually love this so much! It's so cute! INSPO Studio Ghibli Rukakan Town - Kaho Nakamura |
Reducio STATS/OTHER STATS | stamina ◦ 9 | evasion ◦ 4 | strength ◦ 4 | wisdom ◦ 8 | arcane power ◦ 2 | accuracy ◦ 8 Location: Edinburg, Scotland |
—cirrus nam
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