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adelaide saulė phanes
 Posted on: Sep 3 2016, 09:56 AM
the sun
❝ Remember you are this universe and this universe is you. Remember all is in motion, is growing, is you. ❞
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JACE / RILY; 516
Weekend leisure was a toss-up for the solitary woman. She enjoyed working regular weekday hours with paid vacations, leaving her Saturdays and Sundays clear. The benefits of government employment were numerous. Occasionally she found idleness irritating, but on the whole she thrived in solo outings. For millennia the former giant lived her life in utter loneliness. Though her children eventually joined her rotations, their fate was also one of isolation. They felt one another; rejoiced, squabbled, mourned. Even so, their interactions existed in the context of an impregnable distance. Adelaide could never hold or comfort them the way her novel human body could. She'd overreached her fiery limitations once and uncovered deadly consequences. Her current physical manifestation was hardly as volatile, but her soul continually craved the familiar cocoon of distance. Della Phanes demanded her space.

The California Academy of Sciences was her all-time favorite weekend recreation. She had their daily calendar 'bookmarked' on her laptop, keeping close tabs on new exhibits and showings. Her income was meager by the incredibly costly coastal city's standards, yet she annually renewed her membership at the institution without hesitation. If a week's worth of rice-and-bean dinners was the trade-off, she was happy to make the sacrifice. Alone in a metropolis, the mother staved off sadness by surrounding herself with her past. Science was something she could comprehend. For a social services worker, she was conversely inept at casual human interaction. Biology, astronomy, chemistry, and physics (in small doses) spurred spontaneous 'A-ha!' moments in her brain. The universe had rules. Human feelings flouted all logic. The semi-rigid Della needed to know all the variables, potential outcomes, and stratagems. Imagination and improvisation weren't her strongest suits.

Feet floating an allegorical inch off the carpeted floor, she sighed contentedly. The planetarium's short afternoon film, Sun, Moon, and Seas had positively paralyzed her with emotion. This dimension's sun glared pointedly above her weak skull every day. It made Adelaide sick with envy. That imposter was her. It was meant to be her. She avoided looking at images of that body-double. Still, as people often did, Miss Phanes had a sick fascination with her revulsion. She was glad to have seen the film; it illustrated (almost religiously so) the immense beauty of the universe's center painting masterpieces on the ocean's surface. The moon's push and pull on global tides and water level. The subsequent reactions from sea life. In addition to its overwhelming visual feast, Adelaide felt a lingering pride in her breast. Before the darkness, she was too big to see all those little ways her light made Earth a different place.

Instead of rueful nostalgia, she found herself quite comforted. Strolling her way towards the Color of Life exhibit, a small smile didn't part from her crinkled cheeks. Her appearance had lingered in an older phase for some time. Age didn't bother her, despite the slightly greater physical handicaps. Consistency was welcome. Pausing at a plaque about the 'power of green', she sighed again. This was her idea of an engaging Sunday afternoon.


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jace rigel casarosa
 Posted on: Mar 20 2017, 12:04 PM
Bambino
❝ THE MOON IS A FRIEND FOR THE LONESOME TO TALK TO. ❞
La Luna
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Rily



Things in Jace’s life had been very strange lately. Well…maybe it was just one thing that was strange. He’d grown closer with Molly Davis lately, but…he was beginning to see her as more than a friend. It was wrong. It was all so wrong. Molly was so amazing and Jace was just so very…not. He was a screw up. He couldn’t control his powers and he was messed up in the head. Jace didn’t understand this and he didn’t know what to do. He could never tell her. She would probably just laugh at him or scoff that he wasn’t her type.

He’d never felt like this before about anyone. Ever since he’d escaped from Thorn, Jace had really just kept to himself for multiple reasons. He couldn’t trust at all – neither other people or himself. In his little lonely color, he was safe and so were other people. It was just the way things needed to be. That is, until he met Molly. She showed him so many things. She was always so positive, which was refreshing for his negative mind. It was the first time in a while that he did not have to spend Christmas all alone.

He went from being surrounded by people he loved constantly to being surrounded by no one. Papa and Nonno were always around until the Darkness fell. Jace was convinced they had abandoned him. There was no yelling or sound – they were just gone. Wouldn’t they have called to him if something had happened.

Jace shook his head as he stared down at his feet. A backpack full of books was slung over his shoulder as he headed down the sidewalk. He’d just finished studying at the city library and was headed home when he looked up just in time to see something fall out of a woman’s purse.

She was walking briskly, so by the time he reached the item, she was far ahead. “Excuse me? Ma’am?” he called to her, but she did not hear him.

So he was left to chasing after her into the California Academy of Science. “Ma’am? Sorry, I think you dropped this,” he said after finally catching up to her.

adelaide saulė phanes


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adelaide saulė phanes
 Posted on: Apr 24 2017, 06:38 PM
the sun
❝ Remember you are this universe and this universe is you. Remember all is in motion, is growing, is you. ❞
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Free of immediate responsibility, the 40-something woman had a rare afternoon in which she wasn't trapped within her own mind. Weekends (and prolonged periods of any unstructured activity, come to think of it) didn't typically sit well with the productive social worker. Chaos made her feel at home. She thrived knowing she could intervene beneficially in a crisis, and a heavy workload prevented her hours from creeping by at an anguishing pace as unspent energy maligned her thoughts. Her film-at-the-museum outing had proven itself, bolstering her optimism. Perhaps the stimulation had risen to the degree of engagement necessary to keep her disgruntled solemnity at bay.

The exhibit's glowing info-blocks cast a bright lime hue across her profile as she read about photosynthesis. Adelaide loved plant life; it was quiet yet persistent. Intelligent, adaptive, and essential, their methods of survival were as sophisticated as any ambulatory life form. Scanning a paragraph about the unique properties of plant fiber, a young voice interrupted her concentration. Tilting her neck to the left, the middle-aged blonde was surprised to notice a boy was addressing her. The teen was holding a petite black circle; her eyes fell to examine it closer. Frowning, Della recognized the item and wondered how her compact had fallen out of her purse. Her left hand shot down to check the zipper; it was half-open. Without panicking, Adelaide used touch to determine that her wallet and keys were still secured. The woman's attention could be myopic. She must've opened it for her lip color earlier.

Finally rousing out of silence, Della straightened from her bent pose and accepted the pocket mirror from the younger boy's hands. "Thank you." She acknowledged, tracing the ingrained dots speckling the surface. "I am fond of this mirror. Look, the exterior is covered in small yellow stars," she spread her palm so he could survey it in its entirety. Giving the scruple of a smile, her expression recovered and smoothed quickly. The woman was not, by nature, very emotive. "I did not realize I dropped it," she said softly, shutting the compact underneath the zippered top. "My name is Adelaide." After all she said, Della pursed her lips gingerly and at last zeroed her blue stare directly into his own. "That was a very honest decision to make," she observed with a hint of interest.


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jace rigel casarosa
 Posted on: Aug 21 2017, 11:59 PM
Bambino
❝ THE MOON IS A FRIEND FOR THE LONESOME TO TALK TO. ❞
La Luna
19
5'10"
Heterosexual
Single
69

Rily



Jace was relieved that he was able to catch up to her and that no one had snatched up the object before he could. He’d witnessed a few things like that, which never would have happened back home. Of course, he lived in a pretty small community in the animated world. Everyone knew almost everything about everybody else. (His family’s nightly trips to the moon being one of the very few exceptions). So, needless to say, crime was not something that he was exactly used to, for the most part.

Up until he crossed over, he thought the worst thing a person could do was lie. That was why the whole encounter with Thorn was so much worse than it may have been for someone else. Jace never thought in his wildest nightmares that someone could be so horrible. Crossing over into the real world was a rude awakening for him. He often wondered if there were people like that back home and he had just been completely oblivious to it. Of course, Jace was pretty young back when the Darkness fell. For all he knew, several people in the community could have been worse than he thought they were. Papa and Nonno would have just kept the whole thing a secret from him.

You’re welcome,” he said, glad that she took it from him. What she said next caught him off guard. He’d not really taken a good look at the item, so he hadn’t realized it was even a mirror. The woman really caught his attention when she pointed out the little yellow stars that were scattered across the back of the mirror. “It’s a really nice mirror. I’m glad I could return it to you.

Jace – um – I’m Jace,” he stammered. There was something about the woman that made Jace choose his words and actions very carefully. Maybe it was the way she carried herself or the way she spoke, but there was something about her that commanded respect. Jace raised his eyebrows slightly at her comment. “Uh…well, y’know…it was yours anyway. Wouldn’t be right for me not to return it…right?

adelaide saulė phanes


through my atmosphere
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adelaide saulė phanes
 Posted on: Oct 12 2017, 08:03 PM
the sun
❝ Remember you are this universe and this universe is you. Remember all is in motion, is growing, is you. ❞
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35?
5'4''
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single
86

loor



 
As a introspective person, Adelaide did not often engage with others. She said little in any social exchange with the exception of her work with children. In public settings she often blended into the crowd, and people like her saw the best and worst of humanity. Adelaide had witnessed pickpocketing, twice glimpsed a man slip something into women's drinks, observed men trying to take lewd pictures of unsuspecting passerby. She couldn't always intervene. Sometimes she simply watched because she wanted to know what these beings were like. Her expertise was growing every day, but homo sapiens weren't intuitive to her comprehension. She did know enough to recognize when a behavior was out of the norm.

Honesty like his was unique. It demonstrated a certain character. Though the slight teen (or young adult, Della could never be sure when it came to telling age correctly) stumbled a bit over his sentences, his stare was wide and sincere. "Jace," she repeated. It was a pleasant name, easy to pronounce while standing out from the usual 'Josh' or 'James'. "Yes," she added softly, lost in thought. Normally she would dismiss him and go about her day, feel grateful for the ray of kindness in her mundane routine. She hesitated and fell quiet as she pocketed the star-spangled mirror, tucking it inside an inner pocket of her purse.

Deciding to follow her line of inquiry, Della gestured with her free arm to the cute cafe annex near the front of the museum building. "May I buy you an ice cream or a coffee as a sign of my gratitude?" She turned to look at the tables and kiosk; there was no crowd, and several free spots. "I would appreciate some time to thank you properly," she finished with a small smile. Her invitation was understated and simple, with the aim of communicating efficiently. Adelaide Phanes chose her words with careful precision, and she did hope the youth would agree to speak with her further.


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