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Konan375Diagnosed in an instant, her shoulders slumped, defeated. Alas, the monstrous migrane would remain at large. White was the best, if he could do nothing then there was nothing to be done, whatever he stated was simply fact.
“I am sorry to bother you.” She sat down and undid her braid, (it was getting in the way). Her hair unfurled and knotted around her ear where she rubbed her scalp, trying to comfort the ache.
“I am going to visit with Adelfonsus and his family over the holiday break. He lives in Canada. I was thinking I should bring… extra... Just in case… I was thinking, what if the trip back got delayed? Or something unexpected occurred?" She would wince whenever the raven cawed and chortled. The piercing beak made a piercing sound. "Or... Do you think it is a bad idea to go?" She looked away from him then. She dreaded his response. The time away from school with her two best friends was the best thing she could think of. Yet, she did not want a repetition of Halloween, out in Canada White and his lab would not be near to whip up an emergency batch. She would be on her own.
And she could not skip out on their 'mission'. "I would like to make it work... If you could help me."
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I always wonder why birds stay in the same place when they can fly anywhere on the earth. Then I ask myself the same question. - Harun Yahya
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Hello everyone!
I love roleplaying. That is why I am here. And you are too I suppose! So we already have that much in common! Sweet!
I will play anything with a thick enough plot. My favorites include fantasy and magic themes.
I'm not sure what else to say here.
See you in game!
I love roleplaying. That is why I am here. And you are too I suppose! So we already have that much in common! Sweet!
I will play anything with a thick enough plot. My favorites include fantasy and magic themes.
I'm not sure what else to say here.
See you in game!
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I love that book! I'm interested!
This is interesting, I'll be brainstorming a character.
I might try my hand at a character, was also thinking of a minor god/goddess. :3
I might try my hand at a character, was also thinking of a minor god/goddess. :3
ALSO HAGRID IS BEAUTIFUL!
https://sites.google.com/site/nyamanotes/
THE GOOGLE SITE
I should update it huh...
ALSO I POSTED.
And I am REALLY sorry if I'm repeating anything thematically. It's been awhile and I'm trying to get back into the swing of the character and story.
We don't have to play out the white thing, we can just assume it, are we going to skip to the next thing oooooor something else?
<3 you guys and am glad to be playing this again ^_^
THE GOOGLE SITE
I should update it huh...
ALSO I POSTED.
And I am REALLY sorry if I'm repeating anything thematically. It's been awhile and I'm trying to get back into the swing of the character and story.
We don't have to play out the white thing, we can just assume it, are we going to skip to the next thing oooooor something else?
<3 you guys and am glad to be playing this again ^_^
Her dark eyes widened, akin to an awakening owlett as Addie spoke to her directly.
“I am alright.” She touched her right temple and winced a bit. “I just have an ache in my head.” That was not a lie, at least.
She pushed her breakfast plate away. The magic of the table soon began it’s work. The dirty dish sinking through the wood as if it were quicksand. It was similar to the spell that made the food and clean dishes appear upon the table.
“I think I might stop to get something before class.” Also not quite a lie. This was a small comfort to her heart. Usually concealing her condition was a habit that did not disturb her in the slightest. But the implications brought up by recent events pressed upon her conscious. She hoped the guilt would fade within the week. Then she could go back to feeling like her ‘normal’ self...
She looked at Richard. She still wondered if this excursion a game or a gamble. What did Richard really[i] think? He didn’t know Katherine Hale or Jeffery Lark. He cracked jokes over breakfast, flirted at club meetings, all these the signs of a fellow who was unconcerned.
River also knew that Richard could change his face at will.
Richard was born with [i]that talent, God also saw fit to grace him with a talent for magic, intelligence, and finding trouble…
Fonsus and Richard were both extremely capable wizards. Fonsus was not challenged by school, therefore he shunned school work for his own experiments. This would be troublesome to his teachers and parents, but in truth the greatest consequence was Fonsus staying behind another year. Richard, on the other hand, did his homework but was had not likely been tested hard enough to see his full potential. If Richard was behaving the same as Fonsus, seeking his own diversions and tests, it was no wonder the two understood each other so well. Yet, the worst that could happen was… much worse.
So she quickly begged him… “Try to think of… of… Everything.” She stepped toward him and wrapped him in a one arm hug so that she could whisper the rest into his ear: “You are the only one who can pretend to be someone else if something goes wrong!”
She then leaned down toward where Fonsus sat. She tapped the notebook where he had scribbled the various and quite complicated quantum-metaphycial theories and formulas for persuading mothers to accept holiday guests. “Whatever you come up with will be brilliant, it always is.”
She walked away before anyone could ask her anything else. The headache actually saved her from any further anguished thoughts. It has spread from her cerebellum and seemed to thread its way through her temporal lobe and grind against her wernicke[i].
She decided to visit White. She’d take her regular dose and ask him for something more for her head.
Perhaps she should tell him about her plans to visit Canada, she usually brought extra when she traveled. Perhaps he could refer her to a local doctor just-in-case she found more [i]trouble…
“I won’t tell him that I’m looking for it!”
She muttered this as she rounded the corner and approached his door. It was slightly ajar, and knocking would have worsened her migraine, so she simply pushed through to see her teacher and doctor.
"Hello...?"
“I am alright.” She touched her right temple and winced a bit. “I just have an ache in my head.” That was not a lie, at least.
She pushed her breakfast plate away. The magic of the table soon began it’s work. The dirty dish sinking through the wood as if it were quicksand. It was similar to the spell that made the food and clean dishes appear upon the table.
“I think I might stop to get something before class.” Also not quite a lie. This was a small comfort to her heart. Usually concealing her condition was a habit that did not disturb her in the slightest. But the implications brought up by recent events pressed upon her conscious. She hoped the guilt would fade within the week. Then she could go back to feeling like her ‘normal’ self...
She looked at Richard. She still wondered if this excursion a game or a gamble. What did Richard really[i] think? He didn’t know Katherine Hale or Jeffery Lark. He cracked jokes over breakfast, flirted at club meetings, all these the signs of a fellow who was unconcerned.
River also knew that Richard could change his face at will.
Richard was born with [i]that talent, God also saw fit to grace him with a talent for magic, intelligence, and finding trouble…
Fonsus and Richard were both extremely capable wizards. Fonsus was not challenged by school, therefore he shunned school work for his own experiments. This would be troublesome to his teachers and parents, but in truth the greatest consequence was Fonsus staying behind another year. Richard, on the other hand, did his homework but was had not likely been tested hard enough to see his full potential. If Richard was behaving the same as Fonsus, seeking his own diversions and tests, it was no wonder the two understood each other so well. Yet, the worst that could happen was… much worse.
So she quickly begged him… “Try to think of… of… Everything.” She stepped toward him and wrapped him in a one arm hug so that she could whisper the rest into his ear: “You are the only one who can pretend to be someone else if something goes wrong!”
She then leaned down toward where Fonsus sat. She tapped the notebook where he had scribbled the various and quite complicated quantum-metaphycial theories and formulas for persuading mothers to accept holiday guests. “Whatever you come up with will be brilliant, it always is.”
She walked away before anyone could ask her anything else. The headache actually saved her from any further anguished thoughts. It has spread from her cerebellum and seemed to thread its way through her temporal lobe and grind against her wernicke[i].
She decided to visit White. She’d take her regular dose and ask him for something more for her head.
Perhaps she should tell him about her plans to visit Canada, she usually brought extra when she traveled. Perhaps he could refer her to a local doctor just-in-case she found more [i]trouble…
“I won’t tell him that I’m looking for it!”
She muttered this as she rounded the corner and approached his door. It was slightly ajar, and knocking would have worsened her migraine, so she simply pushed through to see her teacher and doctor.
"Hello...?"
Don't forget the Google site ib made! That should help!
So far as I know we were to go to Canada to investigate the ex teacher. Not sure about your secret evil gm plans tho.... ;p
So far as I know we were to go to Canada to investigate the ex teacher. Not sure about your secret evil gm plans tho.... ;p
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