FaithfulMuse
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After nearly three years, I caught covid.
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After nearly three years, I caught covid.
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5 yrs ago
Someone stole a jar of melatonin from the store that I work at. I hope it keeps them up at night.
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8 yrs ago
Being tiny, curious as hell, cute and incredibly clumsy, I find Meltan surprisingly relatable for a lump of metal with a nut for a head.
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8 yrs ago
I didn't know I had a favorite steel-type pokemon until Meltan. Not to be dramatic, but I'd die for that little fella
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8 yrs ago
Everyone wants to be special, yet nobody seems to realise that being special isn't always a good thing.
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This looks interesting! I'd love to give it a try if you're still searching for someone!
Bump. Edited the first post it should look alright again now.
She'll die soon.
"I don't know if they will or will not shoot. You might be their subjects, but each of us is easily replaced, in the blink of an eye. But I don't see any other options, so we have to take the risk, it's not any different than the rest of your journey will be, both of them have the possible outcome of you dying. As for me, I'll die anyway once they caught me, it's only a matter of time until they do." The scientist said, looking at Matt. She had little hope for the situation, and was still made at the both of them. They had pulled her into this mess. If it hadn't been for them, she'd still be living a peaceful life.
Freya looked at them. "We need someone to go first and test it when a bus arrives. Whatever happens to that person, will tell us if it's safe or not. And considering I ran outside first last time, it only seems fair to me if someone else goes first this time." She said, looking at the bus station for a brief moment. There was a possibility they would get shot, and Freya wasn't exactly eager to go ahead and test it, putting her own life at risk for two strangers.
Freya looked at them. "We need someone to go first and test it when a bus arrives. Whatever happens to that person, will tell us if it's safe or not. And considering I ran outside first last time, it only seems fair to me if someone else goes first this time." She said, looking at the bus station for a brief moment. There was a possibility they would get shot, and Freya wasn't exactly eager to go ahead and test it, putting her own life at risk for two strangers.
Considering how great Freya is when it comes to dealing with her emotions, she's probably going to need a while to accept she's in love, once she finally figures that out. Either that, or she runs away, hoping that if she's just far enough away from Harol, she won't have to worry about the case of being in love. (in case you're wondering, she doesn't handle being in love that well)
"Yes, three people, which I suppose have never met each other before in their lives, as I met them all during different moments in my life. One of those three, however, is no longer alive." Freya answered Harol's question, sitting down as she pushed the thoughts from just a moments ago away. There were other things she could think about, important things rather than comparing two men to each other. What kind of use would that be, anyway? It wouldn't get her anywhere at all.
Hearing what Harol said next caused the rogue to cheer up a little, although she wasn't even sure why. Yes, she had been sad about the fact that they likely wouldn't see each other anymore, and hearing they would probably still get to see each other every now and then was nice, but still, she found it difficult to understand why she actually liked to be around the warlock so much. Normally spoken she hated people, and not just a few people or such. No, when she said that, she was actually talking about what had to be nearly everyone she had ever met in her life, excluding her supposed husband and now Harol. She even hated her own mother, for crying out loud! And her husband was different, he had been a very special, important person to her, unlike everyone else. But what on earth was so special about Harol, was something Freya failed to realize.
"Yes I suppose you are right, we might just run into each other while we are both here." She said, and soon after, the two girls opened the door, and when the older one of the two failed to remember Freya's name, she wasn't exactly surprised. After all, Freya did her best to hide her identity to make it harder to catch her, and apparently she was doing a good job at that. Either that, or she just wasn't known in this part of the country. "Freya. My name is Freya." The rogue said to the older woman, looking at her.
Hearing what Harol said next caused the rogue to cheer up a little, although she wasn't even sure why. Yes, she had been sad about the fact that they likely wouldn't see each other anymore, and hearing they would probably still get to see each other every now and then was nice, but still, she found it difficult to understand why she actually liked to be around the warlock so much. Normally spoken she hated people, and not just a few people or such. No, when she said that, she was actually talking about what had to be nearly everyone she had ever met in her life, excluding her supposed husband and now Harol. She even hated her own mother, for crying out loud! And her husband was different, he had been a very special, important person to her, unlike everyone else. But what on earth was so special about Harol, was something Freya failed to realize.
"Yes I suppose you are right, we might just run into each other while we are both here." She said, and soon after, the two girls opened the door, and when the older one of the two failed to remember Freya's name, she wasn't exactly surprised. After all, Freya did her best to hide her identity to make it harder to catch her, and apparently she was doing a good job at that. Either that, or she just wasn't known in this part of the country. "Freya. My name is Freya." The rogue said to the older woman, looking at her.
While Freya remained silent most of the time, she was glad she hadn't had to use the gun again so far. Not exactly because she felt so bad about hurting people -which, with a job as a rogue wasn't an uncommon thing, after all-, but because she was inexperienced with guns, she had maybe used a gun once or twice in her life until that day, simply because she preferred to use other weapons, ones she felt she was better with and with which she had more experience. Guns just weren't her favourite; daggers were, and she would get hers back as soon as she would get a chance to, but now just wasn't a good moment for that. She would have to come back later when things had calmed down, make sure nobody would see her and get away.once she had retrieved her daggers.
When Matt asked her to go first, Freya nodded and quickly made her way outside, soon followed by the scientist and Matt, although she didn't watch over her shoulder to be sure about that. First she wanted to get outside, and she could always worry about the health and safety of the other two later. As soon as she had opened the emergency door, an alarm sounded accompanied with red flashing light, informing the guards. And after Freya stepped outside, she kept running, doubting the idea that the guards would just give up once the three of them were outside.
When Matt asked her to go first, Freya nodded and quickly made her way outside, soon followed by the scientist and Matt, although she didn't watch over her shoulder to be sure about that. First she wanted to get outside, and she could always worry about the health and safety of the other two later. As soon as she had opened the emergency door, an alarm sounded accompanied with red flashing light, informing the guards. And after Freya stepped outside, she kept running, doubting the idea that the guards would just give up once the three of them were outside.
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It should be there now, thanks for letting me know. (I know, the front post looks a bit messy now, but editing it at my phone is a real pain, so tomorrow I'll make sure to make it look decent, if I can get access to a computer.)
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