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Well plans got derailed on my end so I guess I'll be around after all. >___> *grumbles at stupid pest control who show up when we wanna leave the house to do stuff* Ahem...but looking forward to a post~
Let's get back to the goodness~!
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I'm only human.
Aren't we all?
Eventually we all fall.
Aren't we all?
Eventually we all fall.
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Awesome~
Hey shit happens, don't worry about it. ^^
And morning~!
I hope you slept well, hopefully we get off to a kickass start today! I'll be pretty busy (almost wrote busty but hey, nothing wrong with that I figure) doing some running around the area, shipping presents, picking up stuff. I should be home for good around 3-4 my time. And then tomorrow afternoon I'll be busy with my bff making cookies and watching movies at her place but again, I'll be free during the later afternoon and evening. Just wanted to give you a heads up but you're free to text me if you want~
And morning~!
I hope you slept well, hopefully we get off to a kickass start today! I'll be pretty busy (almost wrote busty but hey, nothing wrong with that I figure) doing some running around the area, shipping presents, picking up stuff. I should be home for good around 3-4 my time. And then tomorrow afternoon I'll be busy with my bff making cookies and watching movies at her place but again, I'll be free during the later afternoon and evening. Just wanted to give you a heads up but you're free to text me if you want~
If it helps, go for it gurl~
That can only make someone's day better.
That can only make someone's day better.
Men give us reasons to stay up all night (to get lucky).
And math is awful. Terrible...it puts me to sleep while also making me feel dumb as dirt. >__>
And math is awful. Terrible...it puts me to sleep while also making me feel dumb as dirt. >__>
-beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep-
Someone may have died?
Someone may have died?
Sasha's morning had been less chaotic.
Her mother and father got up and took care of the baby while Sasha prepared breakfast for everyone. Since she was now an older sibling, she had been stepping up with chores and other responsibilities around the house. She was making some scrambled eggs and toast when her parents came out dressed but clearly tired from dealing with the recent stress. Sasha plated everything and the three sat together and talked quietly. "You can call us anytime, we don't mind paying for it if we get to hear your voice." Her mother said. Sasha smiled and looked down at her plate, torn between being happy and sad. "Be sure to mind your manners but I know you will. Your father and I appreciate everything you've been doing. Your school work and job are going so well and we're so proud of you."
"Thanks mom." Sasha said softly.
"You have enough money in your account, we've added some for you, just in case." Her father added as they ate. Sasha looked up to her parents, so lucky to have them in her life. "We're going to miss you. Be sure to pick us up some souvenirs." He added as he poured himself some coffee while the ladies had their tea.
"Alright thanks." Sasha just said once more and felt her phone ring. She saw the text and snorted. "Sorry." She glanced up to her parents, unsure if she should reply or not. This was time with her parents after all. She set the phone away and continued to enjoy the last few minutes together. Sasha cleared the table but her father shooed her away and told her to go and they'd take care of it. "You guys would be lost without me." The teenager laughed as she picked up her backpack and duffle bag. She headed out the door and the two parents hugged her tightly and watched her head off down the street to James' house. Sasha couldn't bear to look back so she didn't and instead tried to remain focused on the adventure that awaited her, even if she was a bit terrified and doubtful.
"Hey." She knocked and saw James answer the door. She hugged him and handed him her bag. "What was with your text? I was packed two days ago." Sasha raised a brow and waved to everyone who was around. When the family plus the two female additions, were ready, they got a cab and headed off to the airport. Sasha was pretty nervous and hoped the trip would be worth it. She brought a journal along with her which she bought just for the trip itself. She was sure she could fill it with wonderful memories and observations. And maybe she'd even get some curious inspiration for her writing and artwork. Once at the airport, they were quickly checked in and taken through security. Sasha and James spent most of the way texting back and forth because dealing with the chaos of running and staying together was pretty tiring and made conversation impossible.
As they lingered around the gate, waiting to board, Sasha looked outside the window. "i can't believe it..." She sighed and chewed on her lower lip. She always wanted to travel, see the world but now that it was opening up in front of her, she found herself afraid to take that first real step. Thankfully she had James who loved her, he was a great support, even if it was sometimes questionable. They soon got on the massive jet and were getting ready to take off. James and Sasha were together, with a stranger taking the window seat with Sasha in the middle which left James on the aisle seat. "I'm ready to take America by storm. It won't know what hit em!" She smiled to James and grabbed his hand as the flight attendants began to go through all the rules about the plane and what to do in case of an emergency. Sasha took a deep breathe and knew things would be okay and that this was a great opportunity for her.
"I'm glad I get to go with you." She told him as they began to get ready for take off, as everyone was seated, buckled and ready to go.
Her mother and father got up and took care of the baby while Sasha prepared breakfast for everyone. Since she was now an older sibling, she had been stepping up with chores and other responsibilities around the house. She was making some scrambled eggs and toast when her parents came out dressed but clearly tired from dealing with the recent stress. Sasha plated everything and the three sat together and talked quietly. "You can call us anytime, we don't mind paying for it if we get to hear your voice." Her mother said. Sasha smiled and looked down at her plate, torn between being happy and sad. "Be sure to mind your manners but I know you will. Your father and I appreciate everything you've been doing. Your school work and job are going so well and we're so proud of you."
"Thanks mom." Sasha said softly.
"You have enough money in your account, we've added some for you, just in case." Her father added as they ate. Sasha looked up to her parents, so lucky to have them in her life. "We're going to miss you. Be sure to pick us up some souvenirs." He added as he poured himself some coffee while the ladies had their tea.
"Alright thanks." Sasha just said once more and felt her phone ring. She saw the text and snorted. "Sorry." She glanced up to her parents, unsure if she should reply or not. This was time with her parents after all. She set the phone away and continued to enjoy the last few minutes together. Sasha cleared the table but her father shooed her away and told her to go and they'd take care of it. "You guys would be lost without me." The teenager laughed as she picked up her backpack and duffle bag. She headed out the door and the two parents hugged her tightly and watched her head off down the street to James' house. Sasha couldn't bear to look back so she didn't and instead tried to remain focused on the adventure that awaited her, even if she was a bit terrified and doubtful.
"Hey." She knocked and saw James answer the door. She hugged him and handed him her bag. "What was with your text? I was packed two days ago." Sasha raised a brow and waved to everyone who was around. When the family plus the two female additions, were ready, they got a cab and headed off to the airport. Sasha was pretty nervous and hoped the trip would be worth it. She brought a journal along with her which she bought just for the trip itself. She was sure she could fill it with wonderful memories and observations. And maybe she'd even get some curious inspiration for her writing and artwork. Once at the airport, they were quickly checked in and taken through security. Sasha and James spent most of the way texting back and forth because dealing with the chaos of running and staying together was pretty tiring and made conversation impossible.
As they lingered around the gate, waiting to board, Sasha looked outside the window. "i can't believe it..." She sighed and chewed on her lower lip. She always wanted to travel, see the world but now that it was opening up in front of her, she found herself afraid to take that first real step. Thankfully she had James who loved her, he was a great support, even if it was sometimes questionable. They soon got on the massive jet and were getting ready to take off. James and Sasha were together, with a stranger taking the window seat with Sasha in the middle which left James on the aisle seat. "I'm ready to take America by storm. It won't know what hit em!" She smiled to James and grabbed his hand as the flight attendants began to go through all the rules about the plane and what to do in case of an emergency. Sasha took a deep breathe and knew things would be okay and that this was a great opportunity for her.
"I'm glad I get to go with you." She told him as they began to get ready for take off, as everyone was seated, buckled and ready to go.
Hmmm...give it time? Listen to an audio book? Think about math?
Noo but I do hope you have good dreams~
It didn’t matter too much to the archer if Telaris approved or didn’t of the accommodations. In Devon’s mind, he was being pretty generous with his outreach of kindness and so far he wasn’t feeling any sort of appreciation or even respect from the other. Devon watched as he moved and got himself some water and then got comfortable. Devon rmeoved his pack and listened to Telaris continue to talk as if he was in command, as it Devon were some sort of incompetent charge and Devon was not feeling reassured at all with his decision to find an alley so thoughtlessly. Perhaps if he had chosen more carefully or observed more people who were lurking around then he wouldn’t feel so disjointed.
Telaris continued to speak and finally concluded by telling Devon to wake him up in the morning and to also not sleep too heavily, two points Devon didn’t need to be reminded of. Nor did he feel as though Telaris was his responsibility to wake up nor protect. Devon had wanted to approach the situation with a level but fair head but so far, he wasn’t feeling like the other shared the same sentiments. He took a seat, easing himself down onto the cushiony forest floor. He leaned back and went over the supplies in his own pack, feeling no need to say anything for the time being. He looked up and knew the other would want to rest and frankly, Devon knew he wouldn’t be able to get any shut eye with his mind whirling.
He pulled out a small leather pouch of water and took a drink before he set it aside. He would be able to refill it before they departed though he was already considering cutting the alliance already. He wasn’t confident the vibe he was getting from the other and as he pulled out a handful of dried fruit, he decided to go take a walk around the area. He needed to let his mind wander if he would have any chance of getting some treasured shuteye. Devon got up and grabbed his bow and arrows before he quickly and quietly excused himself from the slice of paradise and began to circle around the area, wanting to assure himself that they were safe, at least from outside uncertainty.
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Mela was on the same serious quest but she didn’t see why people had to be so narrow minded. In her own experience, she saw little merit for being so serious. It often made situations worse if people weren’t willing to think out of the box or relax even just a little. “Oh sorry.” Mela gave her a slight soured expression. She decided the girl with the fire was the sort who didn’t enjoy teaming up. Mela flicked the braid back behind her and decided to try again with someone else. Even she knew the direness of the Princess’ situation and was determined to help but she knew help wouldn’t come in the form of a lone soldier or knight in shining armor. “You really don’t want any help? There’s better chances together than apart.” She pointed out, dropping her smile.
The other seemed more interested in herself and Mela let out a sigh as she shook her head. Her mood was already dampening with just the passing moments she was wasting standing around. Then she finally spoke up and that was more than enough to discourage Mela from trying to make a connection. “You treat people poorly and that’s how your life will pan out. Don’t talk to me like a child because I am not a child, regardless of perception.” She said with a huff and used her magic to create a large but airy tornado of wind which she used to carry her off to a different part of the woods. She knew where she was not welcomed and she was smart enough to move along.
Depositing herself on the ground, she tried to gather her spirits and that was when she saw someone coming toward her. Mela sensed no malice nor ill intent but that didn’t stop her from getting ready to attack if needed. The figure kept nearing and she saw it was a man, an archer who happened to be an herbalist. “Interesting.” Mela commented.
“What?” Devon was a bit surprised by the woman’s sudden comment. He had been so distracted that he hadn’t sensed her and he was already having second thoughts about Telaris.
“My name is Mela, sorry. I was just thinking how interesting it is for a medic to be skilled in combat, though it is long ranged...I understand that.” Mela shrugged.
“Hello…” Devon was more wary to accept new persons but he had a feeling she might be useful to the cause. He knew the choice could be another poor one but right now he wanted to be on good terms with allies and not stuck in a limbo of misunderstandings. “My name is Devon. Are you a witch?”
“I certainly am, you’re hoping to help the Princess?”
He nodded.
“You could use my help and I could use yours. I have someone else with me, his name is Telaris and I think an addition would be alright if we all got to know one another.” Devon said. He was taking somewhat of a risk but he didn’t care too much because he felt like he needed to be more involved in things, rather than sit on the sidelines and let someone boss him around. He liked to observe but he didn’t like to be a puppet. He motioned her to follow him. “So did you run into anyone else?” He asked as they walked back to the grotto. He knew it might be useful to see if she had anyone with her or anyone she could consider a risk or possible rival in the crucial struggle.
“I did come across another witch I think, we didn’t exchange too many words but she was using fire.” Mela commented as he pulled back the brush and let her in. “I was hoping to have her as a possible comrade but I don’t think she was interested…” She trailed off and saw someone sleeping. She cringed and looked to Devon, feeling a bit apologetic. “Sorry…”
Telaris continued to speak and finally concluded by telling Devon to wake him up in the morning and to also not sleep too heavily, two points Devon didn’t need to be reminded of. Nor did he feel as though Telaris was his responsibility to wake up nor protect. Devon had wanted to approach the situation with a level but fair head but so far, he wasn’t feeling like the other shared the same sentiments. He took a seat, easing himself down onto the cushiony forest floor. He leaned back and went over the supplies in his own pack, feeling no need to say anything for the time being. He looked up and knew the other would want to rest and frankly, Devon knew he wouldn’t be able to get any shut eye with his mind whirling.
He pulled out a small leather pouch of water and took a drink before he set it aside. He would be able to refill it before they departed though he was already considering cutting the alliance already. He wasn’t confident the vibe he was getting from the other and as he pulled out a handful of dried fruit, he decided to go take a walk around the area. He needed to let his mind wander if he would have any chance of getting some treasured shuteye. Devon got up and grabbed his bow and arrows before he quickly and quietly excused himself from the slice of paradise and began to circle around the area, wanting to assure himself that they were safe, at least from outside uncertainty.
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Mela was on the same serious quest but she didn’t see why people had to be so narrow minded. In her own experience, she saw little merit for being so serious. It often made situations worse if people weren’t willing to think out of the box or relax even just a little. “Oh sorry.” Mela gave her a slight soured expression. She decided the girl with the fire was the sort who didn’t enjoy teaming up. Mela flicked the braid back behind her and decided to try again with someone else. Even she knew the direness of the Princess’ situation and was determined to help but she knew help wouldn’t come in the form of a lone soldier or knight in shining armor. “You really don’t want any help? There’s better chances together than apart.” She pointed out, dropping her smile.
The other seemed more interested in herself and Mela let out a sigh as she shook her head. Her mood was already dampening with just the passing moments she was wasting standing around. Then she finally spoke up and that was more than enough to discourage Mela from trying to make a connection. “You treat people poorly and that’s how your life will pan out. Don’t talk to me like a child because I am not a child, regardless of perception.” She said with a huff and used her magic to create a large but airy tornado of wind which she used to carry her off to a different part of the woods. She knew where she was not welcomed and she was smart enough to move along.
Depositing herself on the ground, she tried to gather her spirits and that was when she saw someone coming toward her. Mela sensed no malice nor ill intent but that didn’t stop her from getting ready to attack if needed. The figure kept nearing and she saw it was a man, an archer who happened to be an herbalist. “Interesting.” Mela commented.
“What?” Devon was a bit surprised by the woman’s sudden comment. He had been so distracted that he hadn’t sensed her and he was already having second thoughts about Telaris.
“My name is Mela, sorry. I was just thinking how interesting it is for a medic to be skilled in combat, though it is long ranged...I understand that.” Mela shrugged.
“Hello…” Devon was more wary to accept new persons but he had a feeling she might be useful to the cause. He knew the choice could be another poor one but right now he wanted to be on good terms with allies and not stuck in a limbo of misunderstandings. “My name is Devon. Are you a witch?”
“I certainly am, you’re hoping to help the Princess?”
He nodded.
“You could use my help and I could use yours. I have someone else with me, his name is Telaris and I think an addition would be alright if we all got to know one another.” Devon said. He was taking somewhat of a risk but he didn’t care too much because he felt like he needed to be more involved in things, rather than sit on the sidelines and let someone boss him around. He liked to observe but he didn’t like to be a puppet. He motioned her to follow him. “So did you run into anyone else?” He asked as they walked back to the grotto. He knew it might be useful to see if she had anyone with her or anyone she could consider a risk or possible rival in the crucial struggle.
“I did come across another witch I think, we didn’t exchange too many words but she was using fire.” Mela commented as he pulled back the brush and let her in. “I was hoping to have her as a possible comrade but I don’t think she was interested…” She trailed off and saw someone sleeping. She cringed and looked to Devon, feeling a bit apologetic. “Sorry…”
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