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Hey all, I didn't realize Twitter had closed my DMs. If you want to reach out for the discord, pls try again! I will keep you updated as I continue to close OC accts.
Sad news today: The time has come that I've decided that I'm leaving indefinitely and won't be writing here anymore.
I would like to keep in touch on Discord, since that's where I'll be writing from now on.
Writers, let's add one another π₯²π₯Ί! There's no sense in losing touch.
won't wait to remove it, then." Politics be damned...
Yeah, politics be damned on this one.
"Reyns..." The brunet lifted his attention from where it had sunk to the floor, "Spread the word that we're going to have a coronation tonight. I need you there."
A weak actress, huh? Well...all right. Not everyone could handle deception, and her small frame didn't look to be built of a single shade of itβwhich was a shame in the sense that it was precisely what would make her so good at it.
She was warm in his touch, even if she was
Acting? Heβs talking about putting her trust in him, but the primary part of this plan is.. is reliant on her acting skills? Aheeeehβ what?
Moreoverβ one, or both of themβ they were so.. still.. missing a key part to her understanding. How could she have been more clear? That
βif the man couldn't defend himself against a demon like Pharis, thenβah, but oh, he *did* say he was down on his power of Earth...
All right, then.
"Nit, let's just be clear. My understanding is that you don't...want a relationship with Pharis...of any kind..." he paused. "We
"Busy," he affirms with self-surprise. "Isn't it odd how we have infinite time available to us, and yet we still haste? The world slows for no one, I suppose....Tell me you'll be staying for more than a cup of coffee, Jeanne...."
They probably do think that she's a ghost from all of the white that she wears. "I have yet to truly need an escort as I will find my way eventually. It is good to see you again, how have you been?" Hm, the air feels lively here. That's an improvement from the last time.
"Not...in this capacity...for this reason, I mean. Trainingβit's different." Pop, pop, the ball bounces in his hand before he does, ok, toss the glove over.
"....If you could have any superpower, what would it be?"
She does not have to wander far: seems like the channels of communication have been streamlined, since soon enough, he's intercepting her there at an intersection...
"They must see you like family, Jeanne, for them to not offer escort." Either that or: they think she's a ghost.
Alright, the trip down wasn't so bad this time around although she did forget how cold it was in the castle. Oh well. Once she's done dusting off the skirt of her dress she sets off to wander the halls in search of @infernallyours .
A LITTLE BIT, 'KAY?" Good grief, "AN' ARMS AND FEET INSIDE THE SHIP AT ALL TIMES, MISSY. DON'T MAKE MEβ" Low branchβphew! Successfully dodged! Wait. Woods? When did they... Was this the forest of mirrors and glass?
This day simply could not get any better, could it?
"YOU WANNA TRY?" Actually, no. Bad idea self...he quickly shook away the thought; "WHAT IF 'EE'SNOT?"
VRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!
Snow spat from beneath the unit, spraying icy flakes behind them like a falling curtain. "I'M NOT GIVING A RIDE TO A [ββ] BEAR. MOSHIAK'S SMART, RIGHT?"
Did she see it before he did? See that it is /not/ the shapeβ or size βof her beloved cat?? AND LOOKS. MAD. ;;
βeeeβeeeEEEeeE!βDIMIββ But, her (seemingly unnecessary) warning squeals give way toβ to a fucking rollercoaster, which warrant a real cry of uncertain terror when they
past, now.
In the past.
The distance.
Why the fuck wasn't that bear shrinking the further they got away?
...unless........unless they....weren't...getting....farther.... ....away.....
"........" Goddamnfuckshit. "HEY E'LL BE SAFE BECAUSE WE'RE JUST GONNA LEAD THAT BEAR AWAY FOR
He's grinning beneath the gaiter.
"WHY DO I GOTTA BE THE NICE ONE IF HE'S THE ONE WITH THE BAD MANNERS, HUHNH? EUH?" She probably can't see his eyes with the light in front of them, though they're surely glimmering with that tease.
Oh! Is thβOh fuck, they've been tracking a
Oh, thereβs something *immediately* intimate about the hug around her abdomen pulling her flush against him that gets her burning just a little warmer. What is it with this place and close quarters? ;; Touching? Haaa.. Okay. She can do this. Itβs fine, right? She doesnβt.. hate
BEAR OF HELL?
'Fuckfuckfuck,' doesn't come close enough on this one...
Hold on dear. The vehicle is about to make a sharp left and skid over a modest incline into the sharpest left-hand-turn you've ever made in your life.
Left.
Yeah....
Yeah, sure.
He tooooootally went this