@Krinos Solstice even if you did, who cares, my memory is awful and with all the anxiety you're feeling, I bet you aren't keeping track of whats been said.
*hugs tight*
Deep breathes, love <3
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Sable could use therapy.
It was a sickening sight for Sable. It truly was.
So many dotting parents accompanying their children, if you could even call those who would be attending Lustre with her such, on what would be their final day together in the coming months. The affection they shared, the tearful goodbyes, it was all so... foreign to her. She hadn't so much as spoken to her own family in months, only barely getting word to her mother that she chose attending Lustre to finalize her education. Yet, there Sable stood. Alone among crowds of her peers and their damnable families with nobody to see her off. It bothered her, almost as much as the very fact it bothered her also bothered her. It was an inner conflict she wished not to face, especially not with all she would be doing in the coming days.
So, she did as she always had. She decorated her face with a scowl and marched onward onto greater things. Or, in this case, towards the vessel she would ride towards Lustre. Bare feet smacked along the pavement as the tattoo clad woman maneuvered her way past man, woman and child alike, garnering a couple of quizzical glances from some of the more nosy occupants of the port as she slid by. Yet, it did not phase her. The lion cared not the opinion of the sheep, after all. Prideful as ever, the brunette made way up the ramp and towards the door, shoving past a couple of slower students who dared to impede her with their slow movement on such an important occasion. Within seconds, she had passed through the large, sliding doors and was greeted by the passenger compartment.
Dark lavender eyes scanned analytically through those present, looking for anybody of particular interest. She saw few, if any, worth her time. A couple of fairly standard looking humans, a couple of scruffy looking faunus. All par for the course, among hunters in training. She hastily beat a retreat from the doorway as to not impede any further traffic. Her journey brought her in a path which crossed in front of an odd looking girl, tinkering dutifully on some kind of device in her lap. Thinking quickly as she moved by, Sable quickly hooked a leg around and aimed to bump it, quite forcibly, into the girl's own legs. It was a fairly cruel action, one meant to send the girl's device and tools sprawling across the floor.
Nothing but a quick 'oops' would follow from Sable, as she continued on her way, showing none of the malice she had done the action with. Accidents did happen, after all.
That would show her for not showing up to say goodbye.
So many dotting parents accompanying their children, if you could even call those who would be attending Lustre with her such, on what would be their final day together in the coming months. The affection they shared, the tearful goodbyes, it was all so... foreign to her. She hadn't so much as spoken to her own family in months, only barely getting word to her mother that she chose attending Lustre to finalize her education. Yet, there Sable stood. Alone among crowds of her peers and their damnable families with nobody to see her off. It bothered her, almost as much as the very fact it bothered her also bothered her. It was an inner conflict she wished not to face, especially not with all she would be doing in the coming days.
So, she did as she always had. She decorated her face with a scowl and marched onward onto greater things. Or, in this case, towards the vessel she would ride towards Lustre. Bare feet smacked along the pavement as the tattoo clad woman maneuvered her way past man, woman and child alike, garnering a couple of quizzical glances from some of the more nosy occupants of the port as she slid by. Yet, it did not phase her. The lion cared not the opinion of the sheep, after all. Prideful as ever, the brunette made way up the ramp and towards the door, shoving past a couple of slower students who dared to impede her with their slow movement on such an important occasion. Within seconds, she had passed through the large, sliding doors and was greeted by the passenger compartment.
Dark lavender eyes scanned analytically through those present, looking for anybody of particular interest. She saw few, if any, worth her time. A couple of fairly standard looking humans, a couple of scruffy looking faunus. All par for the course, among hunters in training. She hastily beat a retreat from the doorway as to not impede any further traffic. Her journey brought her in a path which crossed in front of an odd looking girl, tinkering dutifully on some kind of device in her lap. Thinking quickly as she moved by, Sable quickly hooked a leg around and aimed to bump it, quite forcibly, into the girl's own legs. It was a fairly cruel action, one meant to send the girl's device and tools sprawling across the floor.
Nothing but a quick 'oops' would follow from Sable, as she continued on her way, showing none of the malice she had done the action with. Accidents did happen, after all.
That would show her for not showing up to say goodbye.
This is where the realms collide! Hello alt. me who is probably more awesome xD
You assume your place as my lesser already.
Clearly, we cannot be the same person!
Stew is awesome!
(Eeeeps and heyo! I vanished mysteriously 2-ish years ago after 1 post but now I am back)
Are we alternate universe versions of each other? 'Cause that's my MO.
The tabletop bug bit me hard.
I require a Pathfinder campaign. Also stew.
I require a Pathfinder campaign. Also stew.
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Well I may have wrote myself into a bit of a corner on this one, Fluores can't really go looking around now that her tail is in need of repair. I did it mainly cause it was the only st to keep her from dissaplearing into the engine rooms of the Airship, naught to be seen till they landed. -_- might should have found a way to ensure that with out severly handicapping her till she fixes it.
I could have Sable spot her and 'accidentally' knock her tail and tools from her hands while passing by.
@Asura I have lots of food. How do you feel about beef stew? Its in the crock pot now.
I miss having homecooked food, so basically anything not slathered in mayo is cool.
For mayo is the devil's condiment.
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