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    1. Michellin 12 yrs ago

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7 yrs ago
Current W e w Discord what is up
8 yrs ago
I have a few rps I have left hanging, so sorry about that, life is crazy right now. Not sure when I would be active again.
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8 yrs ago
Yknow you procrastinate so bad when it's 4 am, you're still awake because it took you hours before washing the dishes from dinner and you just watched an episode of Dragula
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8 yrs ago
Having serious rp withdrawal whew I should get a life
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8 yrs ago
To any rp partners looking, am currently put of town, hence slow/short posts

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In Wanderers 6 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Why do I care? Kire stared at the boy, met his searching gaze. She pondered over what he had just said, words which she wished no other child in this world or in another should ever have to ask of themselves. He needs the truth. “Honestly? Maybe partly because I’m selfish. Or that's what my cousin would tell me when she scolds me about putting myself in danger.” Kire sat down next to the pile of wood. “I feel responsible for what he does. And whatever he does, it reflects on my failings. I can’t rest until I make up for it.” She looked back up at Aeron. “But more importantly, Aeron, I believe in the opposite of what you had just said. Nobody is ‘not good enough’. Unless you are exactly the kind of person he is, or the kind of person this face-thief is, who would trample upon somebody else. I don’t think you’re not worthy of care. Or anybody in this mountain, for that matter.”

She paused, looking at his expression to see what he made of her words, and smiled. “You know, back home, I used to be a leader to many people. So, I’ve had lots of practice caring for people I haven’t even met. They rely on me, even though they’d never seen me, and in turn I trust that they’d care for the land and for each other. I’d like to think we’re put on this earth to try and make one another’s life just a little easier, however we can. Of course, not everyone’s like that, and it’s a bloody difficult thing to do. But while I can, I’ll do it.”
In Wanderers 6 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
“Quite. A little bit,” Kire replied, when Aeron made the observation about her age. She continued moving the lumber as instructed, ignoring the dull ache in her hands. His questions were difficult, but justified. “You didn’t do anything wrong,” she repeated after a long pause. She stopped in her work and looked down at the lad. Earnest had been this small, once. She put her hands on her hips, mostly to stop herself from reaching out to the boy. As much as she felt the impulse to give him a reassuring hug, or a gently touch on the shoulder, she also knew it wasn’t her place. From the way he reacted to Zeke’s attempts at comfort, Aeron didn’t need to be pitied.

“There are people who just want to take and take, and they don’t care who’s in the way. Empty inside, like their heart’s just a hole in their chest.” She let out a deep breath. “Some of them, they even enjoy it when others suffer. This man, he—” Kire frowned. “—his magic requires a lot of bad things to happen to other people. He needs that, for his forbidden magic, to make his dolls. But he also knows I care deeply for other people who are hurt like that. He knows I will be angry, and will look for him.”
In Wanderers 6 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Kire saw the understanding between Zeke and boy when she asked her question. Given the circumstances, she could understand why a birth-day wasn’t a happy occasion for a young lad like him. She saw, too, that he was trying to be strong despite it. What a hard childhood. She grinned briefly at his admission, then turned serious, nodding in response to his question. “That’s why I’m here. The face thief, and the person who made her.” She glanced at Zeke, half-expecting the man to stop her from talking about such dark things in front of Aeron. She patted the wooden planks she was carrying. “Where do I put this?”

After she set down the lumber, Kire turned back to Aeron. “Would you believe me if I said I was a hundred years old?” she asked, squatting down next to another set of lumber. “The face-thief, she’s probably only a year old, half a year. She’s like a human-sized puppet, and her master stuffed her with all the hate and evil he had. Terrible magic. I don’t think it’s like what Rulitus does at all.”
In Wanderers 6 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Kire glanced at Zeke first, in case the man was raring to argue, but upon Aeron’s assent, she smiled and stepped closer. She beamed even wider when Aeron mentioned the candies. “You’re welcome. I have cousins who are around your age, maybe only a little older.” It occurred to her just then that, by a technicality, that might be quite an understatement, but in spirit, Etta and Precy were still at that age. “If I ever get the chance to, I’ll bring back a bit more. I’ve a sweet tooth, myself, so I know I’d miss candy if I couldn’t get my hands on it.”

She bent to pick up one end of a plank when Aeron made his statement. Just like Etta, this one. She smirked; at least this was a boy that didn’t need to hear any sugar-coating. “Yes. Terrible woman, from what I’ve heard, but what do you expect from someone who steals your face without permission?” She sighed, lifting the plank, then smiled at him. “I’d like to think I wear my own face better,” she said, winking at him with her scarred eye. “How old are you, if I may ask?”
In Wanderers 6 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Kire nodded. “Alright. Cordon, then. I can wait. I still have coin set aside, if you need it.” She saw the look on his face when he had begun to consider going back to Ziad. “Thank you, Ruli.” She looked back at the work the former captain and the boy were doing, itching to either pitch in or ask about them. Both options she knew were going to be fruitless. She leaned back against the mountain rocks silent, but after a while she huffed and straightened out, flexing her fingers. “Need any help?” she asked, stepping towards them without getting too close. She shrugged a shoulder. “Could carry some of that, if you need them to be taken someplace.”
In Wanderers 6 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Kire was about to head out when Ysaryn repeated the word. She turned, eyes wide. Familiar? If Ysaryn recognized it, that was more than enough confirmation about what she had felt yesterday. “Let me know if you remember,” she said, stopping herself from pressing the elf; Kire had to tear her attention away and leave the kitchen to look for Ruli. As she walked, she took out the poultice from her pocket and spread it over her knuckles; while her Ring could speed up the healing, this would help it along in the meantime.

After asking someone, Kire headed outside to where they had left the supplies yesterday. “Uh. Yes. Thanks. That plus my healing, they’ll be right as rain soon. Probably should refrain from punching at trees angrily for a while, though.” She looked over at Zeke and Aeron as they worked on organizing the lumber, then looked sideways at Ruli. She would offer her help, but knowing the fraught relationships between them, she knew now was probably not the time to do so. “Ysaryn tells me you and Envy have decided on the face. For the illusion. Do you have an estimate for when it’ll be done? If possible, I’d be more comfortable going to Cordon not looking like myself.” She huffed, crossing her arms. “Ysaryn recognized the name I gave her, the kind of mages whose magic I had sensed yesterday.”
In Wanderers 6 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Kire held out her plate to Ysaryn, watching her swipe at her potatoes with amusement. "Alright. I'll take your word for it then." She looked up at Ysaryn as she told her about their find and she shook her head. "Haven't run into him yet today, so no, I had no idea. But that sounds lovely. I'd like to see it too when Envy joins us on the inspection." She wondered for a moment how the Kartain was going to manage a long walk like that, then mentally chastised herself for immediately thinking him incapable of doing so.

She frowned, thoughts on Ysaryn's question. "Not too long ago I'd rush back. I still want to. But with all the unknown variables, I can't risk it. I have both the hunt and our supply runs to worry about. If I get recognized while accompanied by any of you, I'll compromise you, too. Last thing I need is to put anybody else in even more danger." Her kip curled in anger at the thought. "I'd wring their little Gemini neck though, if I find them," she murmured in a low voice, before finishing the rest of her food.

"I suppose I should ask Rulitus when to expect the new face," she said, cleaning her plate before putting it away.
In Wanderers 6 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Kire smiled at Ysaryn's words as she continued eating. It was true, at least. More eyes meant her hunt would, hopefully, be a little easier. She looked up from her plate in time to see Ysaryn studying her features closely. She felt her cheeks grow warm; she had been used to attention as Empress, but this was the first time in a long time anybody seemed genuinely curious about her in this way. She noticed how the elf eyed her scar and made a note to tell her about it later.

"A few days, I'm not sure, " Kire responded. "I imagine it is a complicated procedure, and more difficult given the lack of access to material." She blushed again when Ysaryn teased her about her appearance. "What do you mean? What will I look like? I mean, I'm sure it's going to be good work," she said, then stopping herself before she rambled on.
In Wanderers 6 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
Kire took the container and smiled. "Thank you. Just that I didn't think anyone would notice or bother to check closely, least of all Rulitus." She shrugged, then went inside the kitchen after her, making straight for the venison and potatoes. She took some of it and pondered her response to Ysaryn first. She sighed after a few bites.

"Angry. Upset. Back in Cordon, I thought I felt my enemy, or kin of my enemy, nearby. But I couldn't be sure. And knowing my face might be used by my enemy, I don't want to risk poking around too much until I can be much more discreet." She looked up at the elf. "I hate the feeling. Like they're so close but far away, and I can't make a move just yet."
In Wanderers 6 yrs ago Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
"Of course. Just say the word. We could go tonight," Kire replied. At his answer about Aeron, she smiled, glad she was able to cheer the lad up. She could only imagine how children might feel having to flee their home and be cooped up here. She turned when Ysaryn called her, spotted the tiny container in her hands. She was about to ask when the elf said what it was for, and Kire immediately tried to put a finger to her lips to silence her.

"Uhh." Kire didn't want to explain to Envy, not wanting to add worry over her on top of their many concerns, especially if it would make him anxious about asking for her help. "I was being foolish last night and overexerted myself cutting down lumber. Coffee kept me awake very late." Not particularly a lie, given that she did cut down the tree she had been taking her frustration out on. "I'll be fine, Ysaryn," she said gently, smiling. "It'll heal within the day. I am hungry, though. Have you eaten? I'm going to have breakfast. Could you excuse us, Envy?"

She nudged her head towards the kitchen, beckoning Ysaryn to follow. "Who told you about my hands?" she asked, amused. "Did someone check on me while I was asleep?"
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