*I’m sorry, I’m actually here now, does anyone want to rp, or am I alone?*
*you’re never alone. just check your closet*
*Unfortunately, I cannot, would you like to rp?*
*certainly*
*Who would you like?*
*Marie and Ambrosia*
*Of course.*
Marie is sitting in the graveyard where she met Jax, reminiscing on that day, and what it has led to, tossing knives into the air.
Ambrosia is having a drink outside of the Inn, sipping her blood wine, and thinking to herself about something.
Thirteen enters the yard, seemingly looking for something amid the headstones.
Ssuddenly, Rio materializes behind her. “Hiya.”
She throws a knife at one of the headstones they are looking at by accident, barely missing them “Oh, sorry.”
Ambrosia raises an eyebrow, her head twisting without her body following “Oh, didn’t you bite me? That’s usually what I do.”
“No consequence.” He responds distractedly. He crosses the yard over to a particularly rundown and smoothed headstone, staring down at the patch while taking out his journal.
“I don’t think I did that. I’d remember a face like yours, especially if it was in an expression of pain.”
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No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
Pyren is doting over a smaller dragon, lying in a clearing
Omi is composing his third book.
*Why do you do this to me.*
Thane happens to walk by, stopping, looking to them, his hatchling in his arms.
Evan knocks on the door to their home.
*cuz I luv you*
Pyren's dragon is certainly not a hatchling, but needs love all the same. She smiles at Thane. "Hello, Young Light."
"Come in!" he calls out from his desk.
He raises an eyebrow, tipping his bowler hat at them, “Howdy, don’t see many other dragons around these parts, more than usual, but still ain’t a lot.”
He opens the door, wearing a different skirt from usual as he waves hello.
*DO YOU WANT TO RP? I DONT HAVE MUCH TIME!*
*Yep, sad a character from my favorite show is gone.*
He makes a rasping noise and, albeit hesitantly, reaches for them blindly.
"We should go to the country, you can show me your home and everything."
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Pyren and Omi, who do you want with them?*
*Deeply sorry to hear that, even if you are okay.*
He guides their hands, leading them where they want to go “It’s okay, I’m here for you.”
“If ya want ta go to a desert that no one should be forced ta live in. I could show ya the Draco, if that thing’s still around. I would love ta.”
*think we could continue with marie and ambrosia*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
They make another raspy noise as they cling to him.
He nods "I would love too hon." He smiles.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
*Why do you do this to me.*
Thane happens to walk by, stopping, looking to them, his hatchling in his arms.
Evan knocks on the door to their home.
*do you even have to ask?*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Excuse me? And you don’t want me to try and kill Damian, not fair. I don’t have too much time, maybe tomorrow?*
*If you want to, I would certainly be down to.*
“I’m here for you, I didn’t know you long, but that’s the least I could do.”
“We can go visit some time then. Do ya want anythin’ ta eat?” He asks, cracking his neck.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
He raises an eyebrow, tipping his bowler hat at them, “Howdy, don’t see many other dragons around these parts, more than usual, but still ain’t a lot.”
He opens the door, wearing a different skirt from usual as he waves hello.