The Last Party Cindy Attended To Ended Up In A Hospital Stay, Although Not For Her. Invites Still Received

The last party Cindy attended to ended up in a hospital stay, although not for her. Invites still received even after that but turned down almost immediately; as much as she enjoyed being the center of almost every kind of attention, a little space was a must. Learned the hard way and an absolute asshole ex boyfriend later. She'd planned to decline this invitation too...but a sleepover isn't the same as a party with alcohol and suspicious substances involved. Plus there was adult supervision as well.

Cindy still hasn't told them she can understand Russian. Only let it slip that it's her first sleepover and wasn't really sure what to do. The fact she wasn't laughed at was a good start and Miss Americana- Karma declared the same after her. That was a surprise, the blonde girl seemed every bit the type yet something was incredibly amiss at the same time; unlike with Ari. She was just as expected but an absolute sweetheart and a bouncing ray of sunshine.

She still couldn't sleep, only nap near the heater, alert enough to see Karma quietly jerk awake from a presumed nightmare early dawn and stayed in the bathroom ever since. Maybe she should tell someone...but she wouldn't take it kindly if the situation was reversed.

Cindy liked the company and definitely wouldn't object to repeating the experience, although she was missing her kitty, Astra terribly, the way she would curl close in a warm ball when rare anxiety surfaced. Speaking of warmth, it was still cold for her, therefore she borrowed a jacket from the pile, in the dawn's filter not quite sure whose it was. Better sorry than safe if the owner objected despite everyone wearing something different from when the night had started. After all she didn't know them for long.

“Good morning” her voice carried a natural rasp, a certain unusal edge; the hint of something lying beneath her voice. Her smile polite but practiced, in the morning mindset not as sure about the so called adult supervision. Surely, by all means he seemed a very decent man and father. But looks can be deceivingly deadly and it never hurt to remain careful at first.

New York City, May 1993

JACK had spent a good while tiptoeing around his own kitchen. He had the radio going low as he moved about wearing sweatpants and a tight-fit tank top. He threw on a silk robe that still smelled of Jean’s perfume.

He hit the coffee pot as he swirled around a pan of eggs, a cigarette lazily hanging out of his mouth. Despite it being May summer was a slow start, the heat was on to make sure everyone could stay warm. Jack Williams had listened to recent Yankees game on the radio. He had a few plates out, toast was done, and was fixing some omelettes.

The first of his kids came out, Koshmar or Koz as he went by came in the room still in a sleepy daze. Marie followed after in yellow silk pajamas that Gus got her and wandered in. She got coffee and mumbled a good morning and kissed her father before dropping to the island and listening in on the game.

“ты хоть немного поспал, мальчик?.” (Did you get any sleep boy?) He greeted to Koz as he leaned against the counter.

He shook his head and yawned. Jack didn’t want to mention as to why he was wearing William’s shirt.

“Good morning!” Ari sang skipping in wearing a pastel pink bunny onesie, Pete trailing behind like a puppy wearing clothes that Jack was sure belonged to Marie.

William, Clara, and Falcye were next, William more awake than the others.

“A great morning to you all!” William grinned as Ari latched onto his shoulder singing along.

“Good morning, good morning! It’s great to stay up late!” Ari and William sang along as Clara joined in.

She got coffee and sat next to Marie, both wearing matching yellow.

“Morning kids.” Jack smiled humming along to the music as he decided to not question why they were wearing each other's clothes, “Crazy kids.” he mumbled.

“Who wants pancakes?"

@phoenixborn

Bold what applies. Italics apply sometimes.

fight honorably / fight dirty / prefer close-quarters / prefer range / chat during / go silent / low pain tolerance / high pain tolerance / attack in bursts / attack steadily / go for the kill / aim to disarm / fight defensively / strike first / provoked easily / provoke their opponent / tease / get visibly frustrated / shout while attacking / use strategy / focus on their battle / experience conflicting thoughts during battle / rush in recklessly / try to read their opponent before fighting / fight wildly / fight calmly and or apathetically / fight with anger / fight with excitement / fight because they have to / fight because they want to / fight without regard to wounds / run away when wounded / hide wounds / take a blow to protect another / prefer a blade / prefer to use their abilities / prefer a bow / prefer a shield / prefer a pole arm  / prefer a personalized weapon / prefer magic or spells / prefer brawling / their greatest weakness is physical / their greatest weakness is mental / their greatest weakness is emotional / transform for battle / fight as they appear / rely on strength / rely on speed / use everything they have / hide their full potential / exhaust quickly / high stamina / doubt their strength / proceed with caution / behave arrogantly / brag after landing a hit / belittle their abilities / use psychological tactics / use brute strength / avoid civilians / strike down civilians / damage surroundings / avoid damaging surroundings / signature fighting style / making it up as they go / mastered skillset / learning their skillset / fancy footwork / sloppy footwork / messy fighter / elegant fighter / efficient fighter / accept defeat / refuse defeat / beg for mercy / compliment their opponent / insult their opponent  / use unnecessary movements / move efficiently / barely move / prefer to dodge / prefer to block / defend their blindside / has no blindside / use all available methods / strictly use one main method / play around / hold back / fight ruthlessly / show mercy if possible / wait for opponent to be ready / strike when opponent isn’t ready / fear death / fear pain / fear killing / has PTSD / avoid fighting / has lost a fight / has won a fight / has killed / refuses to kill / wants to die standing / would succumb slowly

“By ‘as usual ’ are you referring to the time I saved Gabriel from disappearing into nothing because your precious god didn't give two fucks about his mudblooded creation's rampage?” the strike back immediate, accompanied by a smile too cold from an entity of fire

“This” Cindy gestured around with barely concealed disappointment laced disgust “is based on a book. Souls' fate based on scriptures written by men, upheld by so called divine puppets. Whom are rid of if they fail or dare to scratch the prison walls. Of course it was doomed to failure from the second it formed.” the contradiction waved dismissively, ancient wisdom pouring from a too young winged creature

“You...often forget what I am exactly. I've seen the rise and ruin of planets, civilizations and dimensions. Sometimes caused both when I deemed necessary.” the Fire lamented

“In the end, don't be too hard on yourself. I give the credit for damage control till it was possible; although my ancestors, especially the General won't spare any niceties. Even if it's true. But I don't fault her for that. She has the right for her rage at both Heaven and Hell. And I have the celestial right to be the one to figure out a better system for the sake of balance.”

@phoenixborn said: For Sera because...she is like this.

“So the glided gated kingdom with a secret army is cracking apart. Oh what a surprise.” sarcastic at first, almost as if she hasn't torched the ream roughly a year ago

“Actually, it is. Incompetence is hand in hand with omnipotence.”

And of course it will be her who will have to deal with the mess when it implodes.

"...Cindy." Sera greets flatly. Perfect, just who she wanted to deal with at the moment. Fantastic.

Sera flinched, the cosmic entity words striking a nerve. Incompetence...Yet another painful reminder of how Sera only seemed to fall short of her duties. How she was beginning to realize how she was incompetent despite all her efforts.

"Have you come to gloat or are you just wanting to make a nuisance of yourself as usual?"

Pansexual disaster

🌈Happy Pride!🌈

Gray asexual bisexual

Actually it's a recurring Véghváry thing™

Rozy has no idea about modern slang and their meaning, will misuse/mix them in the worst ways possible. She's slowly losing a grip on newer/evolving Hungarian ones, you can imagine how she is with English.

Karma is extremely confused about most Pride stuff & doesn't understand what 'straight' means in that context. For her it means a respectable, honest person, she knows the 'norm' as heterosexual.

Cindy has absolutely no grip on what considered normal due to her insane level of power. That creating a dress out of stars is an everyday trick for her instead of a whatthefuck how is that even possible?? thing

Raia has no shortcomings. She did, does and will do her research to keep herself ahead of the game, as she always had done so.

Silent giggles shook her shoulders as she watched her boyfriend read through the application she's snagged from his sister and had way too much fun with it. The lack of surprise lightly irked the creature's ego, calling for a challenge; no one should be able to say she's predictable.

An acrobatic flip down from her chosen perch, with a smile that promised no good.

“Alright.” Cindy agreed to his ‘request’, yet instead of getting...more dressed she simply pushed the tight vinyl fabric of her skirt up, cleaning the desk of every object with one elegant sweep.

Within seconds, she was already on top of the table in comfortable splits, fingers playing with the tiny ruby fabric, barely concealing yet still hiding the glistening evidence of excitement.

“Dinner's served.”

For Erebus because she's a little shit 😂

Fuck Buddy Application

Name: Spirit of Vengeance and Artistic Freedom; the Eternal Fire but Cindy is fine

Age: Well, technically 13.8 billion, but let's stick with 23

Are you attracted to me?: Take a wild guess.

Sub/Dom: Brat 😜 can you afford a therapist for years if I top though?

How often are you available?: To be fair I kill minimum 30 people daily, strict workout schedule, singing practice...but always have time for you ❤️‍🔥

Will there be extra’s?: I'm already an extra. But if that's your way of asking whenever I'm into butt stuff the answer is yes.

When can you start?: Look above you

Fuck Buddy Application

Somehow, he's not even surprised at this point. "Damn. Take a guy out to dinner first, huh?" He smirks.