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2 yrs ago
Current The way some people spell makes me wonder about their pronunciation.
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8 yrs ago
They say it's about the journey, not the destination. This is true of many things. Pizza delivery is not one of them.
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8 yrs ago
TFW you know what you want to happen but the words aren't cooperating. Why is plot suddenly so much harder to write?
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8 yrs ago
So ded. Cannot brain. Just one massive poorly coordinated and balance-lacking headache. But don't send help. I don't want to people either. X.x
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8 yrs ago
Glad to see I'm not the only follower of Lord Cato, god of wisdom, on this most auspicious Superb Owl Sunday.
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I am an adult, though I don't usually act like it. I'm a voracious reader, and not overly picky about books. I am artistic in a variety of areas, including music, drawing, writing, and sculpting. I have a minor obsession with dragons, and love the color violet. Fantasy is my preferred genre, be it past, future, urban...as long as it has a fantasy flavor to it. I also like scifi, mystery, and some horror. I am crazy, and I like tormenting my characters. But I don't bite...much. ^.~


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@Belle Kick @Prince of Seraphs with me? =P
@Sapphire Where'd you go? =/

@Blizz BLIIIIIZZZZZZ *pounces on the Blizz/Aria pile* Yay!
The girl grumbled something at Geoffrey, not bothering to unloop her arms from around Ethan's neck. Why should she be looking out for Zander? She didn't like him. He could look out for himself, she thought, slipping one hand into Ethan's when he stood up and settling the other on Wyth's side. Nor did she particularly wish to discuss her business with the bothersome healer. But his comment about her mother's hangover remedy met with irritation and confusion. "Don't you listen? I said Mommy makes it, not me. I don't know the recipe. I just said that not even two minutes ago!"

Adults were supposed to be wise but sometimes the ones around her seemed rather thick, Amuné mused as she /again/ corrected Ethan's choice of route. How did he get anything done on his own when he could barely find his way out of a burlap sack with one end left open, that was beyond her. Eventually they made it to the right shop, and Ethan talked with the old lady that ran it. She was a tiny woman, not much taller than the young girl, and moved so very slow. But she knew what she was doing, and Amuné knew her mother was very particular about where things were kept in her workshop, so it made sense that Mae wouldn't want strangers rummaging through her neatly organized supplies.

The shop smelled a lot like the room her mother used for making medicine, with all sorts of herbs mingling their scents in the air. Homesickness dragged at her, and the child buried her face in Wyth's fur for a minute until it passed. A sudden fuss made her look up just in time to see Ethan catch the herbalist when the old lady apparently fell off her ladder. And then a box tumbled after and hit him on the head! Amuné gasped, hands flying to her mouth, but the old lady was a healer and an herbalist, so she could help Ethan better than the girl could. She ought to give the professional space to work, like she'd been taught.

And Zander started /laughing/. "It's not funny when someone gets hurt!" she told him, upset and angry. "You're /mean/." Her hands curled into fists. It wasn't even nice laughter. She turned her back on him.

Mae's impromptu lesson met with a solemn nod. She knew aloe, it was one of the plants she'd memorized because it was one of the best for burns, which were a common injury. "A succulent with long thick leaves, aloe treats burns with ease. It helps with things that irritate, and digestion, though that's not great." The little poem was one of a dozen or so her father had helped her make to learn her very first herbs, and she recalled it proudly.

Of course Zander interrupted the moment. "If you want something from Mae, you should ask her yourself. She's right here!" Amuné sniped, folding her arms and looking cross. It was only with obvious reluctance that she accepted the jar he gave her and went to set in on the counter. Then she went to poke around the shop herself, careful not to put anything out of place.
@Tombprince Thank you!
I'm not entirely happy with the flow, but I need to get back into writing/rping somehow so here we go. x.x At least I'm feeling better.
Nikki hadn’t exactly meant to kill the strange bird-thing, just pin it so it wouldn’t go flying and hurling boulders, so when it collapsed entirely she was rather surprised. “Well, I suppose that works,” she murmured to her lizardly friend as she got to her feet. She’d have a nice bruise on her knee but aside from that she was unscathed. The others seemed more or less alright as well. Someone was cheering at their success, and the magpie was introducing herself as Sera. Nikki couldn’t help but grin as Blin, now awake again after his fainting spell (really? /really/, Blin?) made the joke she’d wanted to make. “Yeah well, that’s what heroes do, right? I mean, we’re all fine. Heya, Sera, I’m Nikki~” The young woman started to offer a hand to shake, but a glint in the pile of bones caught her eye and distracted her before the other girl could accept. Something shiny. “Oh hey, what’s that?”

It was just a pile of bones, not really a corpse, and she’d gone through bones of animals when exploring the islands anyhow. So it was a simple matter for the teen to shove them out of the way and reveal a sword. “Hey Blank, come look at this!” she called. “That bony bird had a sword in it! I wonder if that’s normal for them.” Curiosity sent her over to the second pile of debris, and moments later she triumphantly held up a key. “Ooh, I wonder what it goes to? It looks like some stuff I’ve seen in the ruins....”

But there were no locks anywhere around, so she tucked the key away and took a good look around. It seemed most of them had an animal companion now. Blank had a cold-looking wolf, Sera a flaming bird. Blin had a winged lizard too, though his Kal didn’t have the feathers and frills of her friend. She should come up with a name at some point, Nikki reflected, giving her partner a scratch on the chin. And Eli...oh. oh dear.

“PFFT Ahaha~” Maybe it wasn’t very nice, but she and Eli were rivals, and /she/ had a fierce bird lizard and he had -- “A fire mouse!” Grinning fit to split her face, the young woman came up to her friend and looked at the glowing rodent. “Aww, just look at da widdle cutie~” She giggled. “Just like you, Eli~”
The addicting -- and the lack of a data plan, and general laziness -- is why I've not tried the game. Yet. Wait no, I really don't need something else that eats up all my free time. But I'd probably get exercise! ...Yeah clearly I've not actually decided much of anything so far....
@BlackPanther Oh there's a definite article in that sentence, isn't there? Haa, cool. I never really got into pokemon, though now that I know my kindle might let me dl the app I am tempted.
@BlackPanther Which show?
@AlexStarsion You can go if you like. I'll be posting hopefully in the next couple days, but I don't mind waiting. I'm still not feeling that great. x.x
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