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Post by Narcissa King on Jun 19, 2020 9:34:56 GMT -4
She felt like she was doing something so out of her character that it made her want to vomit. But no, today was to get something ready for the future and she walked with Tomio to one of the lunch cafes around the governmental building and she was just talking and maybe even slightly flirting with him. The flirting though was without any intention of jumping him or something, it was just to be more likeable. Narcissa King, now Ambassador of Barbados was eyeing him for his job, hoping to promote Tomio Miyake to become the Minister of Defense. Because the old ass that was sitting there now was simply that: an ass. She was still not sure if Chizen was the one that came up with the quirk tax but even though the rumours went around he did not seem to deny the gossip. She still had to ask Tomio what he thought of it, but there will be a better moment.
He held the door open for her and she brushed her caramel coloured hair aside and looked through her thick eyelashes at him with a soft smile, "Such a gentleman Miyake-san." She said teasing before closing in the line to see what she would order and she watched him shortly. She had been dressed for this today, pointing all attention to her with a pastel pink coloured blouse, her grey pencil skirt and high black heels. Today was a drag but she was going to do it right. She had talked to Tomio more often but just about everything and nothing, today she would make a change into that. "Hm I definitely need a coffee." She told him with a little laugh and she had to stop playing with her hair, she wasn't a high school student or something. The row was not that long and she ordered a bagel with salmon and a coffee, watched what her new future friend was ordering before they were trying to go and find a seat in the back of the lunchroom. She looked around to find a good seat before she noticed an other political player in that particular place and she wondered if they should sit with her or not, Narcissa rather had Tomio's attention all for herself, how else would she indirectly convince him but she wasn't sure if he was open for that. She would just watch him, "What spot you think is best?" She pretended to wonder and just give him the option for either.
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Post by Hotarubi Deguchi on Aug 23, 2020 23:04:46 GMT -4
Near the back of the lunchroom, Hotarubi Deguchi was busy practicing her speeches for the upcoming mayoral debate that would decide who went home with all the marbles, so to speak. A public forum that people actually tuned in to was hard for her to come by, meaning that the upcoming instance would the most important moment of her career so far. She'd learned that a question-and-answer format was planned, meaning that she couldn't rehearse a precise speech; when the time came, she would have to pivot her answers on the fly depending on what was asked.
Still, there was plenty she could prepare for. In front of her, the woman had set out a series of note-cards, each bearing a hard-ball answer that the moderator or her opponent might pitch to her throughout the debate. Deguchi read each with squinted eyes, feeling herself sweating slightly... "Geez... I could have been a little easier on myself," she chastised herself internally, wondering what she'd do if such incredibly difficult questions came up during the course of her debate. A solid tenth of them were devoted to the incident where she'd accidentally immolated a tree in the public park a few months back.
The questions might be uncomfortable, but the setting was pleasant enough for her. The government was Deguchi's passion and the closer she managed to connect to it, the happier she felt, no matter what she was doing or who she spent the time with. Just being near the legislative body seemed to energize her, even more than the food she'd eaten or the black coffee she drank.
If she was a cute, twenty-year-old girl just starting her political career, fresh-faced, she'd probably have all kinds of interested parties nearby, asking what her aspirations were and applauding her for her studies. Instead, her political career's take-off was happening at twice the number of years and her face was far, far from what anyone would call "cute" or even "fresh." If her squinted eyes, slack metal jaw prosthetic, and sizzling striped tongue weren't enough to dissuade others from approaching her, there was also her manner of dress: a bright red blazer and slacks combo with a striped tie, designed to match her tongue. One couldn't look at these features, nor her white hair, tipped with red, and see anything other than a heavily quirked mutant.
The woman was tiring of her own studies. One could only be so studious! She'd prepared, over-prepared, and then re-over-prepared for the upcoming debate. It would be no exaggeration to say that Deguchi now lived and breathed politics, sparing no thought for anything else. Distracted, her eyes left her flash-cards and began to scan the room for something else that would take her mind off of the debate...
... That's right! She could always butt in to somebody else's affairs. That's what those in the know called "networking." Luckily, there were two newcomers holding their lunches... although, one of them looked pretty familiar. The fact that the name was currently slipping her tongue wasn't the most annoying recent event she could blame on her tongue, but it was up there. "Looking for a place to sit, friends? I have an open table over here," she offered, smiling in a way that looked marginally more amiable than her usual , deceptively seedy expression. Their responses would determine whether she continued to push her way into a conversation, or whether she went back to minding her own beeswax.
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Post by ♥ Captain UwU ♠ (Minty) on Oct 1, 2020 18:31:46 GMT -4
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A truly gentle soul who believed in nothing more than paving the way to a better future, one of which would appease the public and those sitting with him in positions of power among the government. This was his dream, his hope which kept him driven forward. Some saw him as weak, but he killed them all with kindness when they tried to push him down and that always seemed to stir about the element of surprise within their souls. Ah...it was almost unheard of to have power and not lose oneself, was it not? That's alright...with grace and care, he would help persuade them all in time...the passage of every moment allowed him another opportunity and he would continue to seize it all with a loving smile.
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Yet...his plan was a challenging one to unfold...for he held the tallest of orders for himself...
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Why...it was to make everyone one happy along the way...
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As challenging as that was, this was his hope, a dream he was passionate about achieving and he wouldn't give up with ease. For now, one step at a time...he held the door open for the the lovely Narcissa King, a woman he'd grown close to, yet she felt like a stranger in lingering moments. With ease, he buried away such a thought and believed them to be professionally close all the same. The smile resting across his lips were serene as could be, nearly accented by those ocean blue eyes that harbored a bright soul as he spoke, "Coffee? Ah, then we've come to the right place, King-san~" Smoothly speaking those words as he followed her into the quaint cafe, he wasn't completely sure what today's conversation would entail...
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One thing was certain like the beautiful sky graced by the sun above, a curious woman was offering their table and he certainly wasn't one to deny someone reaching out. Especially not someone who came off as familiar, a face he'd seen here and there in similar circles, being that government affiliated circles had a way of overlapping here and there. Adjusting his tie accented by a pin to offer a subtle representation of his position, for he was the Minister of Defense. Miyake-san made sure that he didn't falter in the way that he rest his gaze upon the woman regardless of her mutations, "Why thank you, miss. It would be rude to turn down such a kind offer, we'd love to join you at your table~"
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The gentleman with his long onyx locks tied up into a well kept pony tail and navy blue suit guided his partner toward one of the open seats, carefully pulling the chair out for Narcissa and making sure she was comfortable before taking his own seat. Perhaps whatever they spoke of today would garner some interesting input, after all...diversity were among the strongest pieces in structuring a proper opinion, was it not? Well, to him, it certainly was...
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Post by Narcissa King on Oct 22, 2020 9:24:33 GMT -4
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Share the table? But no wait she had to convince him to make her his secretary of state! She could not do that with someone else at that table and it was with every little blood drop in her body, to say it very exaggerating, that she managed to stop herself, managed to smile her pretty little face at this... person. The longer Narcissa looked at Deguchi, the easier it became though, she looked quite funny. "That's very kind of you," She managed to say and would take a seat next to Tomio and look shortly at the woman and the notes on the table. She wasn't sure if the two knew each other and looked from one to another and wondering if she should say anything. Well, she could tackle it differently, after all, she was not familiar with this person and she could therefore introduce herself. The woman had said friends so the question was really on the other two. Besides, Tomio was too nice to actually deny strangers, seriously that was going to hurt him one day alright! She should fuzz a bit over him, but she could do that in a bit.
"I am Narcissa King, ambassador of Barbados, nice to meet you." Screw Barbados, but considering this cafe was close to the governmental building, she said friends, Tomio accepted the invite, she thought this woman was someone in the political sector as well. She felt unsure, insecure and yet hoped this would only become more pleasant for her. She even extended her hand to shake the strange woman hers if she would let her. Again she looked from one to another and then they brought their coffee, "I hope you aren't tired of me?" She quickly and softly asked her hopefully future partner, but the thing was that she had to show concern, she really liked this man, he was too nice to kill but she had been close to him ever since the minister... disappeared aka she killed him but no one had to be the wiser. She just had to try and maybe look her best, show her best and just maybe become a sort of acquaintances with the person opposite her, having more political friends could never hurt! Good idea, she again tried to look at what was on the papers or the post-its the woman had and smiled at her. She would give it a bit of time, taking a sip of her coffee, "Are you preparing for a speech?" She asked nicely, that was what people used post-its for right or well cheat cards as she called them.
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