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♣ Housing: 1250 Williams Road
♣ Family: Kudou
• Mother: Arcueid
• Father: Youji
• Sibling: Nadia
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♣ Application
♣ Player: James
♣ AIM: Turbolizard2000
♣ E-Mail: graffiti.moon@gmail.com
♣ Other Characters:
Nadia Sullivan | tooshallpass
If you can't get a hold of me at any of the above, you can leave me a note here. This can also be used as a general HMD/crit/etc post. Comments are screened. -
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[As with any holiday, Margot has sequestered both herself and her sister away in the house, double, triple, quadrupled (not really) locked the door to her bedroom. You never know, okay ( Read more... ) -
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[Margot's been getting out plenty, but her social interaction has dropped drastically. Well. More than it usually has, with the way she keeps relationships ( Read more... ) -
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[You want to know what the best way is to spend your birthday?
Cleaning up a threatening message in blood off the sidewalk in front of your house.
Clearly, this tops all birthday parties ever.Margot's looking pale and sick, spraying the sidewalk with the hose. She hasn't slept. At all ( Read more... ) -
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[The phone is knocked off the hook accidentally to Margot calling out in confusion. She had been leaning over the desk, trying to take down a calender to inspect it.] --ouji? Arcueid? Did either of you do something to the calendars? They're all like this, how weird. I swear it was the fifteenth... -
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[Someone is pissed.
At least she's not all depressed right now.]
Clothes. All of that for some fucking clothes. Are you fucking kidding me?
((Most of her outfits are heavily steampunk based, a little fantasy-ish, but on the whole practical. I... will get ref images some day, but just go with that for now. B|)) -
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[The phone picks up and there's a long silence. Margot's not writing off the Westport thing as being a dream, even if she would like to believe that. Nothing could have hurt that badly and been a dream. She has no idea what to say and manages to choke out a:]
Those sick fucking bastards.[Before slamming the phone down again angrily and heading ( Read more... ) -
[filtered to | vince noir]
Uhhh... sorry, you don't me, but my sister -- er, Nadia -- had mentioned you to me a while ago, said you had been offering sewing services. Er. I was wondering if you were still doing that? I had, uh, a couple of things I needed done. -
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[Both Margot and Nadia are standing on the front porch of their home on 1250 Williams Road, Nadia dressed for school, Margot dumbfounded and still in her pajamas.]
Nadia -- this isn't funny, Nadia! Cut it out! I know you're pissed, but -- !
Silly, I wouldn't be mad at you! Why would I be mad at you -- you're my sister! C'mon, we're gonna be late ( Read more... )