err. night dem-dem. xD
iFishy! ^^ xD lolz. TOBI IS A GOOD BOYYYY!
"Naw. I dun think so. I'm just a red-haired freakette. Yay! The brownies are done!" Markie put on her oven mitts, and took the brownies out, putting them on the kitchen's island so they could cool. Markie went into the fridge and got out some milk, putting some in a glass. "Want a glass?" Markie questioned.
"Nope. Forcefield. You guys can only see it because I'm here. Others cannot see it because I do not will them to." Phobia grinned, knowing full-well that the last clown that dared follow her got his arse vaporized as soon as he got within 50 feet of her front gate. Phobia took out a strange shaped key, and unlocked her front door. "Friends, welcome to my home." Phobia opened the door, and showed them to the main foyer. It had cream colored walls, honey-colored marble, white wall trims and small matching- yet not matching cozy bits of furniture.
8D well, i think kenni-chan is cooler than both cuz i consider her a sister so BAH.
Markie laughed breath-lessly. "Number One to be exact! *chuckle* Now-- how about those brownies?" Markie slid off of the stool and skipped into the kitchen, casting a smirk Aiden's way.
Markie smiled, and clapped her hands lightly. " Much more impressive than chewing gum and walking, I'm afraid." Markie giggled, and continued to hum along with Aiden, enjoying the sound of the guitar.
Markie grinned like a child at the candy store. She loved this song, her dad used to play it to her on his ukulele when she was a little girl. She found herself humming to the song as well.
ooc: what-what happened? I asked you first! 8D bic: "Hmmm... Over the rainbow?"Markie grinned at him like a little child would to a camera.
ooc: how in the L did that happen? bic: Markie smiled. "It's behind the right curtain." She drummed her fingers on the counter of the bar. She watched him search for the guitar in interest.
ooc: can't add more WHAT? xD D8D bic: Markie actually, I have a guitar on the stage. You can use that one if ya want to. And-- I'm shy about singing 'cause... I'm not used to all the staring.... what if I do something wrong? What if they think I suck? I couldn't bear it if anyone told me that I sucked." Markie put an elbow on the bar-table with her chin in her palm.
Markie smiled at Aiden. "I love all kinds of music, classic included. Go for it! I love to sing, though I'm a bit of a shy about it. I'll admit it only this once; I can't handle a crowd bigger than the people that watch me here at my little cafe" Markie grinned big, and chuckled lightly.
"Well, that isn't any fun. What's the point of sneaking around without the danger of getting caught? Live a little! Scaling walls is fun!" Phobia basically danced around Demyx, twirling around things in her way, before landing in front of a house that looked a bit unfriendly with it's black gate, and blood-red-rose vines littering the sides of it. She entered a pin-code, and let her friends inside, leading them through a graden with many a flower, and a recreation of aphrodite's fountain. Past honey-suckles, and forget-me-nots. Daisies and Lilys. And right to a welcoming flower-carved door made of cherry oak.
i dun think either of them are fighters withoiut their abilities. xD
^^ zanken you. xD
Phobia walked up a wall, and lead a rope towards her new friends. "On the way over, you must be quiet. I don't want anyone finding my hidey-hole." Phobia walked carefully, scaling the wall without ropes of any sort.
Markie ended her song and closed the lid of her piano. "Sorry... I got a little carried away there..." She sat on one of the stools of the bar, and swung he legs back and forth. "So... do you sing or play any instruments?"
Markie walked back to her cafe. (Because she lived on the second floor of it.) She entered the front of the cafe, moving into the kitchen and taking out some supplies. It was nice and quiet in her cafe, and only sign that someone was in was that the lights were on, and the smell of chocolate fudge brownies swam through the area. Markie sat down in front of the cafe's piano, cracking her knuckles. The brownies wouldn't be done for a while. She played the song Neopolitan Dreams, by Lisa Mitchell. She sighed gently, stroking each of the keys effortlessly. She started to sing along with the piano. "You'll go n I’ll be okay, I can dream the rest away Its just a little touch of fate, it will be okay It sure takes its precious time, but it’s got rights and so have I" "I turn my head up to the sky I focus one thought at a time I do not let the little thieves under my tightly buttoned sleeves You couldn’t be alone, the time I feel like I am walking blind I have no where I’ll have time" "There are no legible signs I like the way that you talk, I like the way that you walk. It’s hard to recreate such an individual game" "You wait you turn in the queue, You say your sorries and thank you’s I don’t think you’re ever A hundred percent in the room You’re not in the room" "Deepest, of the dark nights here lies, the highest of highs Neopolitan Dreams, stretching out to the sea You wait you turn in the queue, You say your sorries and thank yous I don’t think you’re ever A hundred percent in the room You’re not in the room"
i know, i meant like a bar fight. strength only. no jutsus. xD
hahaha. xD
