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6 yrs ago
Finished Season 1 of Mandalorian. Armorer for Smash when?
7 yrs ago
Happy Turkey day. Even if I don't eat Turkey.
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7 yrs ago
@Shadow Dragon, it depends because the solution differs from person to person. But I just chat with my lover or play games with friends. Watch "Memes" with them. Ultimately, the little things.
7 yrs ago
For when she looks later, Happy Birthday! @Undead Eyes
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7 yrs ago
Just tried Long Island Ice tea for the first time. I can see why people love this. Life is good.
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@Adorabadass More like "I understand pain isn't pleasant. But it is livable. And look, I have something the one armed asshole lacks."
Just feeling meh. Going to rest.
Hoping WK post soon.
Hoping WK post soon.
@booksmusicanimeCassius is being nice to her simply because he can.
Besides, would anyone want to just eat cake by themselves? XD
Edit: I'm going to rest. So... Night for now.
Besides, would anyone want to just eat cake by themselves? XD
Edit: I'm going to rest. So... Night for now.
Cassius somewhat smiled. "I hope you enjoy it."
He sat down near her as he examined her leg. He questioned what kind of injury it was, but he saw no good in pressuring such a question, but instead he pulled out a flask of water and sat it by her. Probably because of the cake, or he thought she was thirsty.
"I have an injury of a sort." he pointed to his forehead to show in the direct center there was a scar, it was somewhat a small oval. Then he moved his hand to his right cheek, these looked like small slashes. He exposed his right arm to show off another slash mark, then the elbow on the same side of the slash. It looked like a shrunken heart.
"They are not... pleasant memories. But the important thing is we draw breath and are not six feet under with trees growing through and around our flesh. Though I'd rather be that knowing I'd nurture nature then rest in a wooden box. But to each their own." He chuckled as he covered his arm.
He sat down near her as he examined her leg. He questioned what kind of injury it was, but he saw no good in pressuring such a question, but instead he pulled out a flask of water and sat it by her. Probably because of the cake, or he thought she was thirsty.
"I have an injury of a sort." he pointed to his forehead to show in the direct center there was a scar, it was somewhat a small oval. Then he moved his hand to his right cheek, these looked like small slashes. He exposed his right arm to show off another slash mark, then the elbow on the same side of the slash. It looked like a shrunken heart.
"They are not... pleasant memories. But the important thing is we draw breath and are not six feet under with trees growing through and around our flesh. Though I'd rather be that knowing I'd nurture nature then rest in a wooden box. But to each their own." He chuckled as he covered his arm.
@Genni What about Clay, or Potato? Cookie...?
@Genni Probably because Cassius does not know what it is.
"I don't believe that." He shook his head at the Dalish.
"If I had to make an observation, you look like you're in pain. Your eyes wonder as you speak, meaning you're not saying everything, or avoiding the point. Your posture suggest you may be stretching your legs even if not too much." He took note of how she said with her legs being forward.
"That, or I am wrong and you are just uncomfortable. Possibly still just keeping the muscles from tensing." He smirked a bit.
"Sorry if I seem... nosy. It is just you seem more intelligent then most others... Just an air about you I suppose." He whispered.
He offered her cake from his satchel that he had on his back that hung from his waist; It was a rather nice leather one at that.
The cake itself seemed like one that is almost the quality of what would be seen at a bakery. It even had a sweet sent to it, as well as the frosting.
What could be noted was how organized the belongings were in the satchel, he had things in small iron air tight container, which wasn't uncommon among hunters. "At least accept this as a peace offering. If it was poisonous, I would not have been eating as much of it as I do." He chuckled.
"If I had to make an observation, you look like you're in pain. Your eyes wonder as you speak, meaning you're not saying everything, or avoiding the point. Your posture suggest you may be stretching your legs even if not too much." He took note of how she said with her legs being forward.
"That, or I am wrong and you are just uncomfortable. Possibly still just keeping the muscles from tensing." He smirked a bit.
"Sorry if I seem... nosy. It is just you seem more intelligent then most others... Just an air about you I suppose." He whispered.
He offered her cake from his satchel that he had on his back that hung from his waist; It was a rather nice leather one at that.
The cake itself seemed like one that is almost the quality of what would be seen at a bakery. It even had a sweet sent to it, as well as the frosting.
What could be noted was how organized the belongings were in the satchel, he had things in small iron air tight container, which wasn't uncommon among hunters. "At least accept this as a peace offering. If it was poisonous, I would not have been eating as much of it as I do." He chuckled.
I wish Morrigan was playable.
I honestly see her as a great rouge.
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