Who Needs Greyhound

((MAYBE I’LL ACTUALLY DRAW SOMETHING ONE OF THESE DAYS))


takohai:

repeat after me: 

there is nothing wrong with wanting attention
there is nothing wrong with wanting human contact
there is nothing wrong with wanting validation for your existence 
there is nothing wrong with wanting your hard work to be recognized

there is nothing wrong with wanting attention


cheryl1967 said:
"We need to go out for Mai Tais sometime."

cheryl1967:

divinevortexsurfer:

cheryl1967:

divinevortexsurfer:

"Oh my god, yeah. Man I haven’t had one in weeks."

"Alright, sweet!"  Cheryl clapped her hands.  "Port over to my place around 8, and we’ll hit the clubs.  Mai Tais, dancing, maybe we’ll hook you up with a guy who isn’t a sultan, haha."

"Tsk, with my luck it’ll be a club full of Sultans. Anyway yeah great! See you at 8. Get yo’ best dress on girl."

Sure enough, Cheryl was ready at 8, pacing the living room in her best dress, trying not to trip on her new high heels, waiting for Divine.

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divinevortexsurfer

Divine ported in through the ceiling, laughing as she did so. “Oh my god I thought I was gonna get hit by a bird.”

She touched down lightly on the carpet checking her watch. “I’m pretty much on time cool. You look good girl!,” she said.

Divine wore a blue silk mini dress with some gold pumps and a gold clutch.


cheryl1967 said:
"We need to go out for Mai Tais sometime."

cheryl1967:

divinevortexsurfer:

cheryl1967:

divinevortexsurfer:

"Oh my god, yeah. Man I haven’t had one in weeks."

"Weeks???  Clearly this is unacceptable.  Whatcha doin’ tonight?"

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"Girl, nuthin! I’d love to go have drinks tonight. Shouldn’t be any travelling for a couple weeks."

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"Alright, sweet!"  Cheryl clapped her hands.  "Port over to my place around 8, and we’ll hit the clubs.  Mai Tais, dancing, maybe we’ll hook you up with a guy who isn’t a sultan, haha."

divinevortexsurfer

"Tsk, with my luck it’ll be a club full of Sultans. Anyway yeah great! See you at 8. Get yo’ best dress on girl."


tswatch:

Remember dears <3

(Source: positive-outlooks)


cheryl1967 said:
"We need to go out for Mai Tais sometime."

cheryl1967:

divinevortexsurfer:

"Oh my god, yeah. Man I haven’t had one in weeks."

"Weeks???  Clearly this is unacceptable.  Whatcha doin’ tonight?"

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divinevortexsurfer

"Girl, nuthin! I’d love to go have drinks tonight. Shouldn’t be any travelling for a couple weeks."


cheryl1967 said:
"We need to go out for Mai Tais sometime."

"Oh my god, yeah. Man I haven’t had one in weeks."


((im here but im goin to bed! lol))


((been  sporadic but I just been working a lot))


divinevortexsurfer said:
divinevortexsurfer started following you :3

blindeyedmastermind:

divinevortexsurfer:

blindeyedmastermind:

divinevortexsurfer:

blindeyedmastermind:

blindeyedmastermind:

Le Chiffre had been sitting in this particular cafe for about twenty minutes, sipping gently from a thick ceramic cup. Basil was out, getting groceries, and the boss was indulging his habit of frequenting cafes while he waited. Mismatched eyes swept the cafe’s other patrons. He wasn’t particularly concerned that any of them would prove a threat; today, he was simply people-watching. People were generally terrible animals. He kept people-watching anyway. Another sip of tea.

Le Chiffre knew what battles were best to run from. Friendly strangers were, if not quite a pet peeve, at least an irritation in his generally solitary life. By the time Destiny returned to the table, there was nothing there except an empty teacup, slowly cooling. The banker had retreated.

—-

The next time they saw each other was a month later, at a casino.

Divine didn’t go to casinos very often, and when she did, she dressed like she should be a mobster’s side lady from Goodfellas. Hair puffed up immaculately, jewelry sparkling, heels about 6-inches. Her dress was gold,and backless,  shimmering because of the fabric, though it didn’t have sequins. She clutched a Lucite purse that was adorned with Swarski crystals. 

Her amulet was against her chest front and center not hidden because it went so well with her outfit. Tonight she would see what would happen and have some fun. Having just set back out into the world after a long break, she didn’t want to go to any other planet but her own. Being around fellow humans playing non-dangerous games like poker gave her a certain comfort right now.

As she walked into the casino, observing everybody there, one familiar, icy man caught her attention. She doubted he would notice her, but she couldn’t help but smile to herself, at watched as he played. Maybe, she thought, she would join him and his group at the table, though they seemed exclusive. Then again when did that ever stop her. 

The gaming tables were Le Chiffre’s terrain. Here, he was a ruthless and sly monarch, playing cards and people with practiced skill. And if Divine thought poker was not dangerous, she didn’t know what lay under the surface, below the green felted tabletops and behind the blank poker faces.

He won the round. A quick check of the other players’ faces, especially the man two seats to the left. One player collected his chips and moved on, deciding Lady Luck might favor him at a different table. The others held minor frustrations and disbelief, simmering irritability, but no outright anger. Perhaps he should lose the next hand to keep complaints at bay. It would depend on the bet. Basil was in the casino, probably somewhere inconspicuous on the floor, watching him in case of danger or odd moves, but he’d prefer not to have to end the night with violence. 

Divine just could not resist dipping into what might be going on at the poker table.This was her long break and still she was tempted to do something that might get her into a bit of trouble. If not anything Earth shattering, she might have to port out tonight in order to avoid the man sending his creepy friend to beat her up or something. He looked well-to-do, a high roller. She figured that much even in the coffee shop. She decided to walk up, close so she could watch, not too close, but enough so that he could hear her.

"Hello boys," she chimed lightly. She stood near their table, bending slightly to eye the chips and their cocktails on the table. "How’s ya’lls game going?"

Another viewer came to the game, and Le Chiffre glanced up, over a small mound of chips. /Oh, damn./ That irritating woman he’d run into a while ago. How unfortunate. The banker pressed his lips together and began reorganizing chips while the another player invited her to the table.

"Good evening, Miss! The game is going alright, but this gentleman here-" he nodded jovially at Le Chiffre- "is doing quite well at the moment. Will you be joining the table tonight?"

Divine was secretly thrilled to be invited to the table. “Oh I’m just really watching but…you sure? Yeah, sure I’ll join you.”

Divine cut her eyes over at Le Chiffre, trying to see if he looked irritated at her being there. She didn’t know anything about him, still, and she was hoping that by the end of the night, she would. Maybe she could crack the ice layer he had built up-bad idea hanging around Loki. Now, she had a habit of trying to get grumpy people to warm up to her. What was her deal, anyway? 

Audacity. She had plenty of that. “Hey,” she said quietly, leaning over to look at Le Chiffre after she took a vacant seat. “Haven’t I seen you somewhere?”

You know damn well you have Divine, she thought to herself.