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    1. Aspen Wren 11 yrs ago

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We are apparently just a bunch of emotional crispy critters lol
@KuramaaaZ
Think five six Auburn hair hazel eyes sort of athletic with a red polo black jeans and Nikes. Plus this God forsaken name tag. I hate people I don't know addressing me by my name.
@KuramaaaZ
It's all good. I'm at work in my stupid uniform for another 3 hours anywho.
@LuckyBlackCat
Definitely know what you're going through. Take your time. I'll be 22 next month and I've had my dog since I was 11.
@Silent Observer
It is Laurel's mother we're talking about here lol I'm sure you can imagine how well it goes over.
- Laurel -



Laurel smiled easily at the witch before laughing at his sudden apparent excitement. "Yes, the Egyptian Goddess Bastet." She was about to make another comment saying that it was indeed her that carried the witch here after he had passed out. She didn't quite get too when a familiar face appeared in the doorway to her bedroom. She didn't remove herself from the chair but she did offer a soft smile. She did, however, stretch her long toned legs out and then lay them over the thick arm of the chair as she relaxed back into it once more.

She rolled her ankles, twisting her bare feet in circles as she looked across the room to the dragon. She offered another smile, "I didn't go home over break. My brother came briefly for a day, he has a business to run though. We had lunch and he left. How did your break go?" She shrugged lightly, feigning disinterest. Her green eyes flickering from the dragon to the witch in her bed. "Sulleykaar, this is Vladimir. Vlad this is Sulley." Laurel flashed her full set of teeth as she grinned briefly, wondering what it was the dragon thought about her resting easily in the chair while a witch lay in her enormous four poster bed. She ran a slender hand through her hair, dragging it around one shoulder and away from the other.

"Quite honestly I've been trying to find someone on this god forsaken campus that is half decent at tattoo work. I've been meaning to add some work and I think I've finally figure out what it is that I want done." She wasn't quite sure if the dragon knew of the sword that was inked into the flesh along her spine. He would either hate the idea of inky being sewn into the flesh of another being or be covered in inky himself. Laurel wasn't quite sure which of these opinions Sulley might have but she couldn't be certain though because she'd never seen the dragon shirtless. It wasn't something she was particularly interested in. Her mother would have a complete come apart if she didn't marry and Egyptian Gifted. Her mother was always shoving embodiments of Anubis in her face. Forever emailing her pictures and profiles of willing suitors.
@KuramaaaZ
OMG I just noticed that your computer must have changed Bastet to Basket lolz
Working on something right now guys!
@KuramaaaZ
You can if you want I should have something up here shortly. Currently in line for some fazolis lol

@Fetzen
That's alright.
@Fetzen
Okay, I've finally gotten it to work out and sound right.
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