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2 yrs ago
Current Not depressed, but if i just stopped existing right now...I wouldn't be mad about it.
2 yrs ago
The primal urge to obsessively access your uni portal to see if your classes have been released, so you can read the syllabi thirty-seven times before class next week.
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2 yrs ago
weeoo weeoo weeeeoooooooo
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2 yrs ago
We're still a colony XD
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2 yrs ago
Sad because it was a long weekend for the other colonies. Like Canada and Australia

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A small smile started on Christian's face while Penny planned out their morning, but as she continued to talk his smile grew wider until he started to laugh. The look in her eyes as she tried to beg him to take her teleporting was adorable, and Christian hoped he would get to see such looks on her face again. His laugh turned to a chuckle as he shook his head.

"I am afraid I have to deny you that. Teleporting a human is strictly against the rules. There are things you are not meant to see." His tone apologetic and his eyes searched hers for understanding, even if she wasn't happy. He brushed his fingers lightly across her cheek, capturing a strand of hair that had come loose and tucked it behind her ear.

Christian wore a soft smile on his face as he tended to this action. It wasn't until his hand fell away from her ear that Christian realized what he had just done. His entire body tensed and cheeks burned.

"I'll uh... I'll meet you by the cars," he said and vacated the room quickly.
Skills: Telekinesis


When Penny shifted back to look at him, Christian relaxed his hold on her so only his hands rested on her hips. He smiled sadly at Penny’s statement. ”Yes, but you wouldn’t be plagued with these nightmares anymore.” However, it seemed that Christian didn’t have cause to worry, for Penny was completely against the idea.

He tried to refrain from showing too much joy at Penny’s rejection. Christian offered her an out, but she didn’t want it, despite what it was doing to her personally.

”Okay, if they happen again and I’m around, I could enter your dreams. Maybe I’ll be able to help you move past them that way,” he said. Christian looked away from Penny, thinking she could use something to drink. A bottle of water floated through the air before Christian grabbed it and offered it to Penny.
Once Penny seemed settled, Christian released his hold on her and sat back on the bed. He listened attentively to Penny as she explained what had happened. The concerned expression remained on Christian's face, his eyebrows pinched together while she spoke. Nightmare. Christian sighed, sitting back and looked away from Penny.

"Yes, I worried this would happen. Dreams and nightmares are a part of the subconscious trying to work through what happened. They can be...intense." He had worried this would happen and that it would be rather violent. Christian knew it was beneficial for Penny to work out the trauma, but he found himself growing more and more protective of the woman who sat before him. He could easily take these memories and the pain associated with them away from her. He opened his mouth to offer this when Penny suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck.

Christian's arms automatically wrapped around Penny, one encircled her waist while the other angled up her back, his hand resting between her shoulder blades. Christian was impressed with the strength in which Penny used while she clung to him; and that was really the best way to describe it. Christian rubbed his hand up and down Penny's upper back, hoping to soothe her further.

"I'm just glad I was here to do so. Penny...do you want me to take the memories away?" Christian's voice wasn't as strong as he wished it to be. To take away memories would be to take a piece of Penny away, and because Christian was the one to show up to reap her, he would have to erase himself, as well. But he would do it for her. Christian was quickly realizing he would do anything for Penny.
Christian settled into the bed and watched the TV while he drank his pop. After Penny fell asleep, Christian switched the channels until he found an interesting TV program that had people doing an obstacle course and falling a lot. He found it strange that humans actually wanted to do such things, but also found it strangely inspiring. He looked over at Penny while she slept, a slight smile on his face as he watched her eyes flutter from side-to-side under closed lids. He wondered what she was dreaming of, and was briefly tempted to enter her dream to find out for himself.

Eventually, Christian became bored with the TV and shut it off in favour of reading. He moved locations to read by a low lamp light, so as not to disturb Penny. Christian flipped a page when Penny started to toss and turn in her bed. She mumbled in her sleep, and Christian leaned forward with a slight frown on his face. Luke...Luke...

Her brother? Christian set his book down, waiting to see if Penny would naturally settle down.

"No!" She cried before flailing in the bed. Christian jumped to his feet, hurrying to Penny's side.

"Penny! Penny, it was just a dream!" He cried in an effort to get through to her. Penny continued to thrash, trying to untangle herself from the blankets. Christian quickly assisted, pulling off all the blankets and sheets before he grabbed onto Penny's arms with some force. "Penny! It's Christian, you're safe. You're safe," he repeated, hoping to get through to her and prevent her from hurting herself.
"In the most basic sense, yes. You're life is unwritten as it were," Christian said, smiling before he took another sip of his pop. He found the taste was growing on him.

Penny's words hit Christian harder than he expected. He shifted in his seat, finding that he liked Penny saying he was good, and that she didn't know what she would do without him. "You would have been fine," Christian insisted. "You're a survivor. My involvement wouldn't have changed that."

He watched Penny leave for the bathroom and sighed, rubbing his face and looked at the empty bed that was supposed to be his. Christian stood, walked over to the bed, and ran his fingers along the covers. He pulled back the mass of blankets and sheets, wondering what on earth a person needed with so many layers of bedding. It seemed excessive. Christian sat on the edge of the bed, pushing on the pillows when Penny came back from the bathroom. He watched her rearrange the pillows and did the same before he rested against them. He wiggled around until he found support.

"Oh, I suppose we could purchase some sort of weaponry. Training usually comes from being on-the-job, but we could run through the lore on the most common monsters. That'll give you something to start on, then we can hunt for signs of them or listen to the news as it would be. I could also let you know if there is a monster kill in the area if I end up reaping the soul," Christian offered. He didn't think he would be breaking any rules by doing that. At least, not any more than he already was.



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Location: Dining Room
Skills: N/A
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Rhiannon finished the meal and set their napkin aside before leaning back in the seat with their glass of wine in hand. All of the patrons seemed to be having conversations here and there, getting to know one another. Rhiannon listened in, preferring to get their information this way. The consensus of the room, as far as they could tell, was that no one knew about this award before tonight or who nominated them.

Rhiannon tapped their finger on the outside of the glass, growing restless from sitting. It wasn't often Rhiannon found themselves in formal settings like this. Dinners consisted of them eating in the studio or running around the apartment doing a million other things at the same time. Rhiannon smiled, thinking about how they might prefer that chaos to this. There was something too secretive about this whole event that seemed less appealing than it did when they got the letter in the mail.

At the time, all Rhiannon wanted was some recognition, some proof that the pain of competing and putting their career above everything else was all worth it. But someone here knew something about them that they weren't supposed to know, and that could be a problem for their career. Rhiannon finished their wine and set the empty goblet on the table before scanning the table up and down on either side.

Who was it?
Fitful dreams plagued Annika while she slept. She couldn’t seem to settle after tearing so many portals through space and time, but when she opened her bleary eyes to see a cat staring at her and her father looking down on her, Annika smiled. She yawned and rubbed her eyes before sitting up and scratching the top of Nochalla’s head.

What did she learn? What did she learn? That she was weak, inexperienced, hot-headed, and vain? Annika looked over at the cup on her nightstand, watching the steam curl up into the air. The house seemed to hold its breath, waiting for her answer.

”I have a lot left to learn, but I am stronger than I think,” she answered, looking at Jack for approval.

The older Annika got, the vaguer Jack became in his responses. Annika had to constantly decipher his meanings and the lessons he wanted her to learn. It gave Annika the tools she needed to get acquainted with the Everdark and make discoveries on her own, but it also left her lost and unsure of herself.

The house creaked and groaned in response, seeming to shift with Annika’s thoughts.
Christian unloaded his bundle of drinks onto the table before he took the chair. He opened a bottle of Coke and took a sip, finding the taste crisp. He felt something tickle the back of his throat and fill his belly before dissipating. Interesting.

He looked at Penny for the first time since returning to the room. He smiled at her comfortable appearance and damp hair. He had to admit he found her more endearing and attractive like this. Wait, what? Christian’s face coloured and he looked away, drinking more of the pop before clearing his throat.

”Well, he is disappointed I didn’t heed his earlier advice, but because I didn’t, I’ve changed your story and mine. Without giving away too much and upsetting the Natural Order of things, every human's story is written out... How you'll live, how you'll die. There are some variations, but everything is relatively set in stone, so to speak. Because I interfered that day in the basement, your story changed, and because I remained, your story changed again. Death warned me that it would make life difficult, but it would be worse if I were to leave you now. So, I can stay,” Christian said, smiling warmly. He hoped Penny would be happy, even with the cryptic words. Unfortunately, he wouldn't be able to tell Penny her story. One, because he didn’t know it, and even if he did, that was a boundary Christian wouldn’t cross. That sort of information could have catastrophic consequences.
Christian looked up from his book when he heard the bathroom door open and Penny called out. Christian shifted on the bed and stood. ”Oh! Of course. Here, let me grab your things.” Christian set his book aside and gathered Penny's clothes and bag for her. He turned to find her standing there in just a towel, and it wasn't much of a towel.

Christian looked away, offering Penny her clothes. ”I could step out while you change,” he offered, ready to teleport from the room right then and there.

Christian wasn't embarrassed that Penny was standing in front of him basically naked, he honestly didn't mind. It was more the fact that he didn't mind and wanted to look at her that left him struggling. Luke's words from earlier filled his mind and he shut his eyes before clearing his throat.

”I think I'm going to go to a vending machine actually. Get us some water or something. Excuse me,” he said and quickly left the room.

Christian pulled the door shut tightly behind him and leaned against the door for a moment. He sighed heavily, running hands over his face. ”Just friends Christian, just friends.” He pushed away from the door and headed down the hallway until he found a vending machine. Christian gathered a selection of drinks, taking his time before he returned to Penny's room. He knocked on the door, deciding that was the safer choice.

It became more and more clear that Christian was developing stronger feelings for Penny. However, Christian didn't think that's what Death had in mind when he passed along the blessing to Christian. Then there was Luke, not to mention the fact that Penny's entire life had been upended. Christian didn't want to push Penny into anything, especially something that he didn't even think was possible. Then again he had just learned to drive and that was supposed to be impossible, too.
”Well, I think it helped that I had a good teacher,” Christian said, smiling warmly at Penny. He followed her into the hotel, looking forward to a quiet night with his friend. After the excitement of the day it would be nice to relax in a nice chair with a good book.

Once in the hotel room, Christian saw the two beds and looked at Penny. ”Ah,” he said and chuckled. He sat on the edge of the other bed. It did seem rather fluffy and comfortable, and it was better to have two separate beds rather than just one. He was grateful Penny thought of it. He never would have.

”Yes, I think you'll want to hear what he had to say,” Christian said.

He waited for Penny to go to the bathroom and clean up before he left. Christian wanted to change into something a bit more comfortable and he could quickly do that in the space between worlds. A few moments later, he returned to Penny's hotel room. He could still hear the shower running and decided to relax on the bed that was his. Christian stacked up some pillows and sat back, opening a book and reading quietly while he waited for Penny.
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