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Post by Deleted on Oct 19, 2015 9:14:05 GMT -8
Calico drools slightly as his bodyguard props him up. What a lightweight. "Screw it." She unbuckled the steel bracer from her free hand and put it on the table. With the leather glove underneath she smacked Calico on his feathered cheek. "Wake up Mr. Swartz, you were talking to people!" She says as she shakes his shoulders. |
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Jesilyn
Committed
hm,,
Roleplay posts: 69 
Age: Over a few hundred years, looks to be 18.
Physical Description: Jesilyn stands at 5'6, she has extremely pale skin with no blemishes, almost doll-like. Her hair ends at shoulder length and is a dark auburn color -- if it can ever be seen without the hood of her coat over her head. Her eyes now the color of blood red, which were once bright baby blue. She has an hourglass shape to her body. She couldn't be overweight, due to her diet primarily being blood from squirrels and other small animals. Her eyepatch covers her right eye, from an accident that happened at a very young age.
Clothes and Equipment: Jesilyn's everyday clothes consist of a black spaghetti strap dress that ends right before her knees -- which was extremely short compared to what other women of her age would wear. She wears a long red hooded coat that's several sizes too big for her. Her blood-red socks go to her thighs, and they match with her coat. Along with jet black pumped boots to go along with her dress. In the inside of her coat on each side are pockets, in those pockets she hides her own small blades to protect herself in-case the situation ever arises.
Registered: Oct 15, 2015 20:07:08 GMT -8
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Post by Jesilyn on Oct 19, 2015 9:37:09 GMT -8
Jesilyn widened her eyes, surprised at what just happened.
"Um, a..are you allowed to do that to him..?!"
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Calico Swartz
Dedicated
Time for some R&R
Roleplay posts: 151 
Age: 29
Physical Description: Calico is a person with a bird's head. Please don't mention it. It's very rude. He stands about 5'9" and has well-groomed feathers.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears tailored clothing reading glasses. On his person, he carries a pair of opera glasses, a pipe, and a pen and notebook.
Registered: Oct 5, 2015 15:05:49 GMT -8
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Post by Calico Swartz on Oct 19, 2015 10:36:40 GMT -8
"Ack!"
Calico wakes up with a start as Akiha slaps him. Feathers fall to the ground.
"Ouch! Akiha! Was that strictly necessary?"
He rubs his face.
"I'm not drunk..."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 19, 2015 11:54:31 GMT -8
"Totally." She said to Jesilyn as Calico stumbled awake. "It was in your situation." She let go of him and picked up the bracer and put it back on. "All I know is you were unconscious and I had to wake you up." |
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Jesilyn
Committed
hm,,
Roleplay posts: 69
Age: Over a few hundred years, looks to be 18.
Physical Description: Jesilyn stands at 5'6, she has extremely pale skin with no blemishes, almost doll-like. Her hair ends at shoulder length and is a dark auburn color -- if it can ever be seen without the hood of her coat over her head. Her eyes now the color of blood red, which were once bright baby blue. She has an hourglass shape to her body. She couldn't be overweight, due to her diet primarily being blood from squirrels and other small animals. Her eyepatch covers her right eye, from an accident that happened at a very young age.
Clothes and Equipment: Jesilyn's everyday clothes consist of a black spaghetti strap dress that ends right before her knees -- which was extremely short compared to what other women of her age would wear. She wears a long red hooded coat that's several sizes too big for her. Her blood-red socks go to her thighs, and they match with her coat. Along with jet black pumped boots to go along with her dress. In the inside of her coat on each side are pockets, in those pockets she hides her own small blades to protect herself in-case the situation ever arises.
Registered: Oct 15, 2015 20:07:08 GMT -8
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Post by Jesilyn on Oct 19, 2015 13:02:21 GMT -8
Jesilyn still sat wide-eyed at the two. She eventually shook herself and took one of her Peppermint Turtles and awkwardly popped it into her mouth.
"Mmm.."
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Calico Swartz
Dedicated
Time for some R&R
Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 29
Physical Description: Calico is a person with a bird's head. Please don't mention it. It's very rude. He stands about 5'9" and has well-groomed feathers.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears tailored clothing reading glasses. On his person, he carries a pair of opera glasses, a pipe, and a pen and notebook.
Registered: Oct 5, 2015 15:05:49 GMT -8
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Post by Calico Swartz on Oct 19, 2015 13:11:46 GMT -8
"Ouch..."
Calico sighs and looks to Jesi blearily.
"Sorry about that, Jesi. I'm terrible with liquor."
He glances at the peppermint turtles.
"What's that you're crunching?"
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Jesilyn
Committed
hm,,
Roleplay posts: 69
Age: Over a few hundred years, looks to be 18.
Physical Description: Jesilyn stands at 5'6, she has extremely pale skin with no blemishes, almost doll-like. Her hair ends at shoulder length and is a dark auburn color -- if it can ever be seen without the hood of her coat over her head. Her eyes now the color of blood red, which were once bright baby blue. She has an hourglass shape to her body. She couldn't be overweight, due to her diet primarily being blood from squirrels and other small animals. Her eyepatch covers her right eye, from an accident that happened at a very young age.
Clothes and Equipment: Jesilyn's everyday clothes consist of a black spaghetti strap dress that ends right before her knees -- which was extremely short compared to what other women of her age would wear. She wears a long red hooded coat that's several sizes too big for her. Her blood-red socks go to her thighs, and they match with her coat. Along with jet black pumped boots to go along with her dress. In the inside of her coat on each side are pockets, in those pockets she hides her own small blades to protect herself in-case the situation ever arises.
Registered: Oct 15, 2015 20:07:08 GMT -8
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Post by Jesilyn on Oct 19, 2015 16:56:53 GMT -8
Jesilyn popped another one into her mouth.
"Some candy I bought from an old man.."
She chewed the candy happily, popping another one into her mouth.
"Would you like one?"
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Calico Swartz
Dedicated
Time for some R&R
Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 29
Physical Description: Calico is a person with a bird's head. Please don't mention it. It's very rude. He stands about 5'9" and has well-groomed feathers.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears tailored clothing reading glasses. On his person, he carries a pair of opera glasses, a pipe, and a pen and notebook.
Registered: Oct 5, 2015 15:05:49 GMT -8
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Post by Calico Swartz on Oct 19, 2015 20:48:58 GMT -8
Calico gives the candy a close look.
"Yes, I would. Provided, of course, there's no chocolate in it. I simply cannot eat chocolate. It makes me ill."
He takes the offered turtle and pops it into his mouth, crunching thoughtfully.
"Hmm, that's quite good. What did you say these were? Where did you get them? They're quite good, I'll have to buy some of my own."
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Jesilyn
Committed
hm,,
Roleplay posts: 69
Age: Over a few hundred years, looks to be 18.
Physical Description: Jesilyn stands at 5'6, she has extremely pale skin with no blemishes, almost doll-like. Her hair ends at shoulder length and is a dark auburn color -- if it can ever be seen without the hood of her coat over her head. Her eyes now the color of blood red, which were once bright baby blue. She has an hourglass shape to her body. She couldn't be overweight, due to her diet primarily being blood from squirrels and other small animals. Her eyepatch covers her right eye, from an accident that happened at a very young age.
Clothes and Equipment: Jesilyn's everyday clothes consist of a black spaghetti strap dress that ends right before her knees -- which was extremely short compared to what other women of her age would wear. She wears a long red hooded coat that's several sizes too big for her. Her blood-red socks go to her thighs, and they match with her coat. Along with jet black pumped boots to go along with her dress. In the inside of her coat on each side are pockets, in those pockets she hides her own small blades to protect herself in-case the situation ever arises.
Registered: Oct 15, 2015 20:07:08 GMT -8
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Post by Jesilyn on Oct 20, 2015 9:43:18 GMT -8
Jesilyn giggled, offering another and popping another into her mouth.
"They're called Peppermint Turtles, I bought them from the old man at Fletcher's Delectables."
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Calico Swartz
Dedicated
Time for some R&R
Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 29
Physical Description: Calico is a person with a bird's head. Please don't mention it. It's very rude. He stands about 5'9" and has well-groomed feathers.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears tailored clothing reading glasses. On his person, he carries a pair of opera glasses, a pipe, and a pen and notebook.
Registered: Oct 5, 2015 15:05:49 GMT -8
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Post by Calico Swartz on Oct 20, 2015 10:08:17 GMT -8
"Oh, that place. I've been there, but I never liked it much. The smell of chocolate makes me ill."
He chirps unhappily.
"I'll never understand the appeal of chocolates."
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Jesilyn
Committed
hm,,
Roleplay posts: 69
Age: Over a few hundred years, looks to be 18.
Physical Description: Jesilyn stands at 5'6, she has extremely pale skin with no blemishes, almost doll-like. Her hair ends at shoulder length and is a dark auburn color -- if it can ever be seen without the hood of her coat over her head. Her eyes now the color of blood red, which were once bright baby blue. She has an hourglass shape to her body. She couldn't be overweight, due to her diet primarily being blood from squirrels and other small animals. Her eyepatch covers her right eye, from an accident that happened at a very young age.
Clothes and Equipment: Jesilyn's everyday clothes consist of a black spaghetti strap dress that ends right before her knees -- which was extremely short compared to what other women of her age would wear. She wears a long red hooded coat that's several sizes too big for her. Her blood-red socks go to her thighs, and they match with her coat. Along with jet black pumped boots to go along with her dress. In the inside of her coat on each side are pockets, in those pockets she hides her own small blades to protect herself in-case the situation ever arises.
Registered: Oct 15, 2015 20:07:08 GMT -8
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Post by Jesilyn on Oct 20, 2015 13:02:50 GMT -8
"I don't understand it either, but it does taste sweet, and I love that!"
Jesilyn popped another one into her mouth.
"Mmm.."
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Calico Swartz
Dedicated
Time for some R&R
Roleplay posts: 151
Age: 29
Physical Description: Calico is a person with a bird's head. Please don't mention it. It's very rude. He stands about 5'9" and has well-groomed feathers.
Clothes and Equipment: He wears tailored clothing reading glasses. On his person, he carries a pair of opera glasses, a pipe, and a pen and notebook.
Registered: Oct 5, 2015 15:05:49 GMT -8
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Post by Calico Swartz on Oct 20, 2015 13:51:49 GMT -8
"Hmm."
Calico sips at his fourth drink thoughtfully for a while, until he finds it empty.
"Oh dear...well, I think I ought to be heading off to bed. I've had quite a bit to drink. It was nice meeting you, miss."
He stands up shakily and leans on Akhia.
"Come now, Akhia. Let's go. I think I'd best lie down for a bit..."
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Post by Deleted on Oct 27, 2015 20:56:36 GMT -8
He stands up shakily and leans on Akhia. "Come now, Akhia. Let's go. I think I'd best lie down for a bit..." He holds him steady and upright with her free hand. "I think it'd be best for your own health to do so Mr. Swartz..." With that, they left with Calico occasionally stumbling off course. |
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Jesilyn
Committed
hm,,
Roleplay posts: 69
Age: Over a few hundred years, looks to be 18.
Physical Description: Jesilyn stands at 5'6, she has extremely pale skin with no blemishes, almost doll-like. Her hair ends at shoulder length and is a dark auburn color -- if it can ever be seen without the hood of her coat over her head. Her eyes now the color of blood red, which were once bright baby blue. She has an hourglass shape to her body. She couldn't be overweight, due to her diet primarily being blood from squirrels and other small animals. Her eyepatch covers her right eye, from an accident that happened at a very young age.
Clothes and Equipment: Jesilyn's everyday clothes consist of a black spaghetti strap dress that ends right before her knees -- which was extremely short compared to what other women of her age would wear. She wears a long red hooded coat that's several sizes too big for her. Her blood-red socks go to her thighs, and they match with her coat. Along with jet black pumped boots to go along with her dress. In the inside of her coat on each side are pockets, in those pockets she hides her own small blades to protect herself in-case the situation ever arises.
Registered: Oct 15, 2015 20:07:08 GMT -8
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Post by Jesilyn on Mar 1, 2016 10:48:30 GMT -8
After making another satisfying trip to Fletcher's Delectables, Jesilyn made her way into the tavern.
"This place hasn't changed one bit.." she quietly says to herself.
She finds her way to a booth, smelling the scent of alcohol all throughout the building. She sits alone in a booth towards the corner of the edifice. She opens her small paper bag, slipping a piece of a gemstone-looking boiled sweet into her mouth. She looks around the place, watching all the drunks stumble around as she sucks on her candy.
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Jom Welchion
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 19
Physical Description: She was once blonde, but the blood of her enemies has stained her hair so it is more of an orange color. She is about 5'5 with a face that is often mistaken for friendly. Her blue eyes try to watch everything around her.
Clothes and Equipment: Opting for platemail over the more useless armors most female warriors wear for protection. She does not use the upper legs for better agility and dexterity. Most of the time she wears nice ruby colored robes underneath them. In the end she is still a part of one of the wealthiest families in Isra. Her sword 'Volujin' was made by dwarven grand master smiths. Tailored to her balance, tailored to her need for bigger and stronger enemies the runic magics within the sword even carve through dragon scales like butter. After all, only then does it become a fair fight.
Player's online availability : often? idk
Registered: Mar 1, 2016 10:08:00 GMT -8
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Post by Jom Welchion on Mar 1, 2016 10:58:25 GMT -8
A very armored girl walks in, the metal clicking every step she takes. The sword on her back echoes every few steps and she stops at the booth towards the corner of the edifice. She turns to the girl sitting there.
"I usually sit here" she claims. rubbing her left upper arm. clearly she feels uncomfortable. Not sure if it is the fact that she can't sit quietly at her usual spot, or the bloodred eyes that have taken it.
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Jesilyn
Committed
hm,,
Roleplay posts: 69
Age: Over a few hundred years, looks to be 18.
Physical Description: Jesilyn stands at 5'6, she has extremely pale skin with no blemishes, almost doll-like. Her hair ends at shoulder length and is a dark auburn color -- if it can ever be seen without the hood of her coat over her head. Her eyes now the color of blood red, which were once bright baby blue. She has an hourglass shape to her body. She couldn't be overweight, due to her diet primarily being blood from squirrels and other small animals. Her eyepatch covers her right eye, from an accident that happened at a very young age.
Clothes and Equipment: Jesilyn's everyday clothes consist of a black spaghetti strap dress that ends right before her knees -- which was extremely short compared to what other women of her age would wear. She wears a long red hooded coat that's several sizes too big for her. Her blood-red socks go to her thighs, and they match with her coat. Along with jet black pumped boots to go along with her dress. In the inside of her coat on each side are pockets, in those pockets she hides her own small blades to protect herself in-case the situation ever arises.
Registered: Oct 15, 2015 20:07:08 GMT -8
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Post by Jesilyn on Mar 1, 2016 12:04:22 GMT -8
Jesilyn looked up at the women, she looked at her up and down, seeing she was covered in armor. She bit down on her candy, chewing it.
"Oh, uhm. I'm sorry."
She bows her head at the strange women, grabbing her paper bag and scooting out of the seat.
"I am truly sorry for taking your seat, ma'am." she bows once she was fully up on her feet.
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Jom Welchion
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 19
Physical Description: She was once blonde, but the blood of her enemies has stained her hair so it is more of an orange color. She is about 5'5 with a face that is often mistaken for friendly. Her blue eyes try to watch everything around her.
Clothes and Equipment: Opting for platemail over the more useless armors most female warriors wear for protection. She does not use the upper legs for better agility and dexterity. Most of the time she wears nice ruby colored robes underneath them. In the end she is still a part of one of the wealthiest families in Isra. Her sword 'Volujin' was made by dwarven grand master smiths. Tailored to her balance, tailored to her need for bigger and stronger enemies the runic magics within the sword even carve through dragon scales like butter. After all, only then does it become a fair fight.
Player's online availability : often? idk
Registered: Mar 1, 2016 10:08:00 GMT -8
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Post by Jom Welchion on Mar 1, 2016 12:29:09 GMT -8
Jom didn't really know what to respond. Mostly people call her names when she does that No - brainer, Stupid - head, can't you see you can't now?
This girl was very polite at least. So as she was taught, she tried to be polite too.
"It is okay... I just, don't really like change... sit down if you want. I rather have someone nice take the seat than..." she quickly looks over her shoulder, one of the patrons with an eyepatch almost gets scared out of his seat at the other side of the establishment.
"please, there is room for us both..."
Jom goes to sit down on the exact spot Jesilyn just sat then gestures to the opposite side.
"If you still like sitting..."
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Jesilyn
Committed
hm,,
Roleplay posts: 69
Age: Over a few hundred years, looks to be 18.
Physical Description: Jesilyn stands at 5'6, she has extremely pale skin with no blemishes, almost doll-like. Her hair ends at shoulder length and is a dark auburn color -- if it can ever be seen without the hood of her coat over her head. Her eyes now the color of blood red, which were once bright baby blue. She has an hourglass shape to her body. She couldn't be overweight, due to her diet primarily being blood from squirrels and other small animals. Her eyepatch covers her right eye, from an accident that happened at a very young age.
Clothes and Equipment: Jesilyn's everyday clothes consist of a black spaghetti strap dress that ends right before her knees -- which was extremely short compared to what other women of her age would wear. She wears a long red hooded coat that's several sizes too big for her. Her blood-red socks go to her thighs, and they match with her coat. Along with jet black pumped boots to go along with her dress. In the inside of her coat on each side are pockets, in those pockets she hides her own small blades to protect herself in-case the situation ever arises.
Registered: Oct 15, 2015 20:07:08 GMT -8
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Post by Jesilyn on Mar 1, 2016 12:46:28 GMT -8
"Oh! Uhm, alright, Miss."
Jesilyn takes the seat across from the orange-haired women. She opens up her paper bag, pulling out one of the candies. She looks up at the women and gestures the bag towards her.
"Uhm, would you like one, Miss..?"
She pulled one out and showed her the gemstone-looking boiled candy.
"Ol' Renalt Fletcher sells lots of candy over at his shop.."
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Jom Welchion
Committed
Roleplay posts: 58
Age: 19
Physical Description: She was once blonde, but the blood of her enemies has stained her hair so it is more of an orange color. She is about 5'5 with a face that is often mistaken for friendly. Her blue eyes try to watch everything around her.
Clothes and Equipment: Opting for platemail over the more useless armors most female warriors wear for protection. She does not use the upper legs for better agility and dexterity. Most of the time she wears nice ruby colored robes underneath them. In the end she is still a part of one of the wealthiest families in Isra. Her sword 'Volujin' was made by dwarven grand master smiths. Tailored to her balance, tailored to her need for bigger and stronger enemies the runic magics within the sword even carve through dragon scales like butter. After all, only then does it become a fair fight.
Player's online availability : often? idk
Registered: Mar 1, 2016 10:08:00 GMT -8
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Post by Jom Welchion on Mar 1, 2016 13:00:26 GMT -8
"Jom, actually it is Jomflipo Arachnia Welchion, but Jom is fine. That's what my brothers call me." she stared at the candy. eventually deciding to take one. She inspected it from a closer range before actually taking a bite.
Her mother always said not to take candy from strangers, but this girl was kind. It's not like she didn't know her name or anything...
Wait?!
This candy tasted good, way better than Jom thought. "Fletcher, huh? He knows what he does with the candy."
Small talk wasn't her strong suit, nothing but battle was her strong suit.
She was quite content just sitting in the booth with this girl for a while.
The candy slowly caressing her tastebuds. Not all was lost in this world. and she let her head drift backwards, clearly enjoying the moment.
Polite!
Her father's voice boomed in her head and she seemed to quickly regain any kind of composure she may have lost from the fleeting moment of quiet. She stared at the red eyes...
"So, what is it you do in life? Do you have any family?" Jom started shifting nervously in her seat again.
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Jesilyn
Committed
hm,,
Roleplay posts: 69
Age: Over a few hundred years, looks to be 18.
Physical Description: Jesilyn stands at 5'6, she has extremely pale skin with no blemishes, almost doll-like. Her hair ends at shoulder length and is a dark auburn color -- if it can ever be seen without the hood of her coat over her head. Her eyes now the color of blood red, which were once bright baby blue. She has an hourglass shape to her body. She couldn't be overweight, due to her diet primarily being blood from squirrels and other small animals. Her eyepatch covers her right eye, from an accident that happened at a very young age.
Clothes and Equipment: Jesilyn's everyday clothes consist of a black spaghetti strap dress that ends right before her knees -- which was extremely short compared to what other women of her age would wear. She wears a long red hooded coat that's several sizes too big for her. Her blood-red socks go to her thighs, and they match with her coat. Along with jet black pumped boots to go along with her dress. In the inside of her coat on each side are pockets, in those pockets she hides her own small blades to protect herself in-case the situation ever arises.
Registered: Oct 15, 2015 20:07:08 GMT -8
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Post by Jesilyn on Mar 1, 2016 13:10:06 GMT -8
"Yes, he's been doing it for many years.."
Jesilyn watches as Jom sat and lost herself.
"Uhm, I don't do much, just a lot of wondering."
She looks down into the paper bag as Jom asks about family.
"No, I don't, not anymore.." she says softly, having a few flashbacks.
She smells the sweetness of the candies coming from inside the bag. She bites down on the candy that was in her mouth. Her eyes widen, seeing disgusting images from her past.
She shakes her head, pulling herself out of the sort of trance she was in.
"My name, my name is Jesilyn, but you can call me Jesi."
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