"Nope because I totally didn't say enything super awkward just now." *Sorry phone died.
"No worries. You're pretty cool."
"thanks, so are you." He gives a small smile.
"Aww." Scill smiles back.
The blush returns along with him going invisible after, now clear that its involuntary.
Scill continues to smile and lays down again.
He pulls himself together reappearing, just enjoying the feel.
Scill talks while lying down. "How did you bind yourself to the book?"
"Well I didn't, kinda came naturally after death, its what I haunt & that's what keeps ghost's from moving on."
"I get it." Scill stretches in the sun again and yawns.
He smiles, "so what do you normally do?"
"I relax and protect my flower. Sometimes I run a flower shop though." Scill waves his hand and a rose grows from the roof. He picks it and hands it to Alexander.
The blush strikes again! But he manages to hold his visibility, "thanks" He moves the flower into the book like a book mark, his smile only grows.
Scill smiles as well. "What's the book about?"
"Goal is to fill it with the best songs I know, but bean postponing it so I can stay in the material plane, especially now that I know you." He says, flirt intentional this time.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
*Thx, the only bit I had to look up was the ice pack part for the broken bones.*
She paid no attention to it until she was finished, only looking it over for a moment. After some internal debate, she took the necklace and the armor and went to work, washing all the blood and stuff off of them.
After being cleaned of blood, the armor begins to repair itself to it's former glory.
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The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that... "Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent* "Eliksni must rise...yes?" _________ When it comes to pronouns I preferVariks-Senpai(But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
Sharlene stood up and held Penny by her ankle. "You sure 'bout that?"
"Y e P" she said and clicked her tongue
*Penny's head would be laying on the floor, XD*
Sharlene pulled her up a bit, moving her hand to holding Penny's knee. "It wasn't."
Penny tries to stand up and regain balance. "Let me go love"
Sharlene threw her up and dropped her on the couch. Before Penny could sit up, Sharlene crawled on top of her and held her down. "I want to hear you say it wasn't."
*-visible confusion-*
Penny narrowed her eyes "You can't change how i feel about it"
*Like, tossed up into the air.*
Sharlene narrowed her eyes right back. "The first step is admitting it wasn't. Then your feeling will change a bit after."
Penny reaches forward and pulls sharlene's head down "Mn." she said, kissing her
*Sharlene: But... I wanted to do that...*
*Penny: You snooze, you lose.*
Sharlene fell into the kiss, obviously forgetting what she was doing momentarily.
Penny chuckles a bit, pulling back and smiling warmly "Been wantin to do that"
Sharlene sighs. "You're lucky I did, too."
"Hmph" she said, laughing to herself
Sharlene menacingly chuckled. "Now..." She clapped her hand over Penny's mouth. "... you won't get it again if you don't agree that it wasn't your fault, understand?"
"The war wasn't my fault. But its my fault i didn't get there in time"
"Nuh-uh, nothing was your fault. Nothing. At. All."
"It was my fault. My fault i did not get there in time. I could've saved my people"
"It wasn't." She snarled.
"IT WAS" penny said, eyes flaring with grief
Sharlene sat up. "Sorry." She then gave Penny one good slap across the face.
Penny held her face and glared at Sharlene
"It wasn't, Penny."
"No reason to bloody slap me?!" She said before taking a deep breath "I disagree with you but you seem set with making me think otherwise.
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
*Thx, the only bit I had to look up was the ice pack part for the broken bones.*
She paid no attention to it until she was finished, only looking it over for a moment. After some internal debate, she took the necklace and the armor and went to work, washing all the blood and stuff off of them.
After being cleaned of blood, the armor begins to repair itself to it's former glory.
She watched it with confusion. "Magics?"
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"Nope because I totally didn't say enything super awkward just now." *Sorry phone died.
"No worries. You're pretty cool."
"thanks, so are you." He gives a small smile.
"Aww." Scill smiles back.
The blush returns along with him going invisible after, now clear that its involuntary.
Scill continues to smile and lays down again.
He pulls himself together reappearing, just enjoying the feel.
Scill talks while lying down. "How did you bind yourself to the book?"
"Well I didn't, kinda came naturally after death, its what I haunt & that's what keeps ghost's from moving on."
"I get it." Scill stretches in the sun again and yawns.
He smiles, "so what do you normally do?"
"I relax and protect my flower. Sometimes I run a flower shop though." Scill waves his hand and a rose grows from the roof. He picks it and hands it to Alexander.
The blush strikes again! But he manages to hold his visibility, "thanks" He moves the flower into the book like a book mark, his smile only grows.
Scill smiles as well. "What's the book about?"
"Goal is to fill it with the best songs I know, but bean postponing it so I can stay in the material plane, especially now that I know you." He says, flirt intentional this time.
Scill blushes as well. "You used to be a bard?"
"yup, mostly mocking songs though, can't help it when some are just so inviting for me to make one about." He looks at scill, enjoying the moment.
Sharlene stood up and held Penny by her ankle. "You sure 'bout that?"
"Y e P" she said and clicked her tongue
*Penny's head would be laying on the floor, XD*
Sharlene pulled her up a bit, moving her hand to holding Penny's knee. "It wasn't."
Penny tries to stand up and regain balance. "Let me go love"
Sharlene threw her up and dropped her on the couch. Before Penny could sit up, Sharlene crawled on top of her and held her down. "I want to hear you say it wasn't."
*-visible confusion-*
Penny narrowed her eyes "You can't change how i feel about it"
*Like, tossed up into the air.*
Sharlene narrowed her eyes right back. "The first step is admitting it wasn't. Then your feeling will change a bit after."
Penny reaches forward and pulls sharlene's head down "Mn." she said, kissing her
*Sharlene: But... I wanted to do that...*
*Penny: You snooze, you lose.*
Sharlene fell into the kiss, obviously forgetting what she was doing momentarily.
Penny chuckles a bit, pulling back and smiling warmly "Been wantin to do that"
Sharlene sighs. "You're lucky I did, too."
"Hmph" she said, laughing to herself
Sharlene menacingly chuckled. "Now..." She clapped her hand over Penny's mouth. "... you won't get it again if you don't agree that it wasn't your fault, understand?"
"The war wasn't my fault. But its my fault i didn't get there in time"
"Nuh-uh, nothing was your fault. Nothing. At. All."
"It was my fault. My fault i did not get there in time. I could've saved my people"
"It wasn't." She snarled.
"IT WAS" penny said, eyes flaring with grief
Sharlene sat up. "Sorry." She then gave Penny one good slap across the face.
Penny held her face and glared at Sharlene
"It wasn't, Penny."
"No reason to bloody slap me?!" She said before taking a deep breath "I disagree with you but you seem set with making me think otherwise.
"Because it wasn't your fault. You shouldn't be thinking that. Don't do it to yourself, the blame will break you down. Take it from me, I probably understand what you're going through the best."
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Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Sharlene stood up and held Penny by her ankle. "You sure 'bout that?"
"Y e P" she said and clicked her tongue
*Penny's head would be laying on the floor, XD*
Sharlene pulled her up a bit, moving her hand to holding Penny's knee. "It wasn't."
Penny tries to stand up and regain balance. "Let me go love"
Sharlene threw her up and dropped her on the couch. Before Penny could sit up, Sharlene crawled on top of her and held her down. "I want to hear you say it wasn't."
*-visible confusion-*
Penny narrowed her eyes "You can't change how i feel about it"
*Like, tossed up into the air.*
Sharlene narrowed her eyes right back. "The first step is admitting it wasn't. Then your feeling will change a bit after."
Penny reaches forward and pulls sharlene's head down "Mn." she said, kissing her
*Sharlene: But... I wanted to do that...*
*Penny: You snooze, you lose.*
Sharlene fell into the kiss, obviously forgetting what she was doing momentarily.
Penny chuckles a bit, pulling back and smiling warmly "Been wantin to do that"
Sharlene sighs. "You're lucky I did, too."
"Hmph" she said, laughing to herself
Sharlene menacingly chuckled. "Now..." She clapped her hand over Penny's mouth. "... you won't get it again if you don't agree that it wasn't your fault, understand?"
"The war wasn't my fault. But its my fault i didn't get there in time"
"Nuh-uh, nothing was your fault. Nothing. At. All."
"It was my fault. My fault i did not get there in time. I could've saved my people"
"It wasn't." She snarled.
"IT WAS" penny said, eyes flaring with grief
Sharlene sat up. "Sorry." She then gave Penny one good slap across the face.
Penny held her face and glared at Sharlene
"It wasn't, Penny."
"No reason to bloody slap me?!" She said before taking a deep breath "I disagree with you but you seem set with making me think otherwise.
"Because it wasn't your fault. You shouldn't be thinking that. Don't do it to yourself, the blame will break you down. Take it from me, I probably understand what you're going through the best."
Penny narrows her eyes and hugs Sharlene. "Fine...." she whispers
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"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
Sharlene stood up and held Penny by her ankle. "You sure 'bout that?"
"Y e P" she said and clicked her tongue
*Penny's head would be laying on the floor, XD*
Sharlene pulled her up a bit, moving her hand to holding Penny's knee. "It wasn't."
Penny tries to stand up and regain balance. "Let me go love"
Sharlene threw her up and dropped her on the couch. Before Penny could sit up, Sharlene crawled on top of her and held her down. "I want to hear you say it wasn't."
*-visible confusion-*
Penny narrowed her eyes "You can't change how i feel about it"
*Like, tossed up into the air.*
Sharlene narrowed her eyes right back. "The first step is admitting it wasn't. Then your feeling will change a bit after."
Penny reaches forward and pulls sharlene's head down "Mn." she said, kissing her
*Sharlene: But... I wanted to do that...*
*Penny: You snooze, you lose.*
Sharlene fell into the kiss, obviously forgetting what she was doing momentarily.
Penny chuckles a bit, pulling back and smiling warmly "Been wantin to do that"
Sharlene sighs. "You're lucky I did, too."
"Hmph" she said, laughing to herself
Sharlene menacingly chuckled. "Now..." She clapped her hand over Penny's mouth. "... you won't get it again if you don't agree that it wasn't your fault, understand?"
"The war wasn't my fault. But its my fault i didn't get there in time"
"Nuh-uh, nothing was your fault. Nothing. At. All."
"It was my fault. My fault i did not get there in time. I could've saved my people"
"It wasn't." She snarled.
"IT WAS" penny said, eyes flaring with grief
Sharlene sat up. "Sorry." She then gave Penny one good slap across the face.
Penny held her face and glared at Sharlene
"It wasn't, Penny."
"No reason to bloody slap me?!" She said before taking a deep breath "I disagree with you but you seem set with making me think otherwise.
"Because it wasn't your fault. You shouldn't be thinking that. Don't do it to yourself, the blame will break you down. Take it from me, I probably understand what you're going through the best."
Penny narrows her eyes and hugs Sharlene. "Fine...." she whispers
Sharlene sighs and hugs Penny back. "Was that so hard?"
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Sharlene stood up and held Penny by her ankle. "You sure 'bout that?"
"Y e P" she said and clicked her tongue
*Penny's head would be laying on the floor, XD*
Sharlene pulled her up a bit, moving her hand to holding Penny's knee. "It wasn't."
Penny tries to stand up and regain balance. "Let me go love"
Sharlene threw her up and dropped her on the couch. Before Penny could sit up, Sharlene crawled on top of her and held her down. "I want to hear you say it wasn't."
*-visible confusion-*
Penny narrowed her eyes "You can't change how i feel about it"
*Like, tossed up into the air.*
Sharlene narrowed her eyes right back. "The first step is admitting it wasn't. Then your feeling will change a bit after."
Penny reaches forward and pulls sharlene's head down "Mn." she said, kissing her
*Sharlene: But... I wanted to do that...*
*Penny: You snooze, you lose.*
Sharlene fell into the kiss, obviously forgetting what she was doing momentarily.
Penny chuckles a bit, pulling back and smiling warmly "Been wantin to do that"
Sharlene sighs. "You're lucky I did, too."
"Hmph" she said, laughing to herself
Sharlene menacingly chuckled. "Now..." She clapped her hand over Penny's mouth. "... you won't get it again if you don't agree that it wasn't your fault, understand?"
"The war wasn't my fault. But its my fault i didn't get there in time"
"Nuh-uh, nothing was your fault. Nothing. At. All."
"It was my fault. My fault i did not get there in time. I could've saved my people"
"It wasn't." She snarled.
"IT WAS" penny said, eyes flaring with grief
Sharlene sat up. "Sorry." She then gave Penny one good slap across the face.
Penny held her face and glared at Sharlene
"It wasn't, Penny."
"No reason to bloody slap me?!" She said before taking a deep breath "I disagree with you but you seem set with making me think otherwise.
"Because it wasn't your fault. You shouldn't be thinking that. Don't do it to yourself, the blame will break you down. Take it from me, I probably understand what you're going through the best."
Penny narrows her eyes and hugs Sharlene. "Fine...." she whispers
Kinsley, "Darn, still serious time." Gags and leaves
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"yup, mostly mocking songs though, can't help it when some are just so inviting for me to make one about." He looks at scill, enjoying the moment.
Scill looks back. "I'm not really a singer."
"don't need to be, I take up all that's needed." He chuckles.
"Hmmm." Scill grows more flowers on the roof.
He observes, "They're pretty, like you."
Scill flushes even more. The red is a stark contrast to the light green of his skin.
His blush grows too, a distinguishable indigo as opposed to the clear teal-blue, "Hope you get used to this cuz once I've started there's no stopping me."
"yup, mostly mocking songs though, can't help it when some are just so inviting for me to make one about." He looks at scill, enjoying the moment.
Scill looks back. "I'm not really a singer."
"don't need to be, I take up all that's needed." He chuckles.
"Hmmm." Scill grows more flowers on the roof.
He observes, "They're pretty, like you."
Scill flushes even more. The red is a stark contrast to the light green of his skin.
His blush grows too, a distinguishable indigo as opposed to the clear teal-blue, "Hope you get used to this cuz once I've started there's no stopping me."
"The teasing or the blushing?" Scill leans over and sniffs a flower.
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
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She chuckled and picked up nicky, who started squirming
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Scill blushes as well. "You used to be a bard?"
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(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
After being cleaned of blood, the armor begins to repair itself to it's former glory.
The Tavern Mother (Trust me, it's not as weird as it sounds!)
I am the God-Queen of Trickery, Cunning, Lies, and Gaslighting- but you already knew that...
"Moon's Haunted." *Cocks shotgun with malicious intent*
"Eliksni must rise...yes?"
_________
When it comes to pronouns I prefer Variks-Senpai (But I'm a dude. Pronouns are weird.)
"No reason to bloody slap me?!" She said before taking a deep breath "I disagree with you but you seem set with making me think otherwise.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
She watched it with confusion. "Magics?"
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Kinsley cartwheels into the scene
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( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"yup, mostly mocking songs though, can't help it when some are just so inviting for me to make one about." He looks at scill, enjoying the moment.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Because it wasn't your fault. You shouldn't be thinking that. Don't do it to yourself, the blame will break you down. Take it from me, I probably understand what you're going through the best."
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Scill looks back. "I'm not really a singer."
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
Penny narrows her eyes and hugs Sharlene. "Fine...." she whispers
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Sharlene sighs and hugs Penny back. "Was that so hard?"
Want a place to roleplay in your spare time? Here: Lord's Rest Inn
Please don't hide your imperfections, if one part is beautiful, it all is.
I don't like rp-heavy games, I LOVE them.
Stroth is conversing with Allego, the bird demon.
Lore is with her puppers.
Penny is with sharlene.
"Forgive the mess, I am trying to regain my sanity again."
[Taken by my gourmand boyfriend]
Kinsley, "Darn, still serious time." Gags and leaves
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(\_/)
( u u)
o/ \🥛🍪 Hey, take care of yourself alright?
"don't need to be, I take up all that's needed." He chuckles.
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"Hmmm." Scill grows more flowers on the roof.
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
"Good doggo," Hunter says, petting nicky
I play a miriad of characters at the lord's rest inn
Two things are infinite: The universe, and human stupidity; and I'm not so sure about the universe.
Scifi horror is quite the trip :) Comics and a story
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He observes, "They're pretty, like you."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
Scill flushes even more. The red is a stark contrast to the light green of his skin.
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.
His blush grows too, a distinguishable indigo as opposed to the clear teal-blue, "Hope you get used to this cuz once I've started there's no stopping me."
She/They/it
Keep in mind I'm in the UK so my time zone's GMT.
Definitely not an undead.
"The teasing or the blushing?" Scill leans over and sniffs a flower.
Extended Sig (Now updated!)
(He/Him)
11. The weak swordsman clings to his instrument. It is better you have a sword, but death must lie under your fingernails, if need be. Learn death with your elbows, death with your knees, and death with your thumbs and fingertips. It is said death with the tongue is useful, but I find words too soft an instrument to smash a man’s skull.