Once she finishes, she opens her eyes once more, both colors looking into his from behind the vail.
Domino-- as well as jax-- wipe tears from their eyes. "A-hem.. I now pronounce you, husband and wife. Wives?... I dunno.. Kiss!"
She moves her vail from in front of her face, pulling him into a kiss happily. She closes her eyes as tears trickle down the sides of her, somewhere Damian feels great pride in his daughter.
Once she finishes, she opens her eyes once more, both colors looking into his from behind the vail.
Domino-- as well as jax-- wipe tears from their eyes. "A-hem.. I now pronounce you, husband and wife. Wives?... I dunno.. Kiss!"
She moves her vail from in front of her face, pulling him into a kiss happily. She closes her eyes as tears trickle down the sides of her, somewhere Damian feels great pride in his daughter.
He kisses her deeply, lifting her up a bit.
*I didn't mean the wives part im sorry* *the two colors threw me off cause like, duchess... I'm still tipsy.*
She lets herself be picked up, smiling brighter than ever before.
*I know you got confused, it’s all good Salem, don’t beat yourself up about it, Duchess and Marie are related anyway. Want anybody else?*
Once she finishes, she opens her eyes once more, both colors looking into his from behind the vail.
Domino-- as well as jax-- wipe tears from their eyes. "A-hem.. I now pronounce you, husband and wife. Wives?... I dunno.. Kiss!"
She moves her vail from in front of her face, pulling him into a kiss happily. She closes her eyes as tears trickle down the sides of her, somewhere Damian feels great pride in his daughter.
He kisses her deeply, lifting her up a bit.
*I didn't mean the wives part im sorry* *the two colors threw me off cause like, duchess... I'm still tipsy.*
She lets herself be picked up, smiling brighter than ever before.
*I know you got confused, it’s all good Salem, don’t beat yourself up about it, Duchess and Marie are related anyway. Want anybody else?*
Calypso is alone, cold and wet, in an alleyway. Recently, around town, there have been more frequent tremors and strange happenings. She looks…despondent.
Calypso is alone, cold and wet, in an alleyway. Recently, around town, there have been more frequent tremors and strange happenings. She looks…despondent.
Elijah walks past the alleyway, humming and whistling to himself, before seeing them and stopping, turning over to look at them for a moment. He reaches into his pocket, pulling out a small orb and walking over.
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*Hey, Luna. How have you been?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
*hi!*
She moves her vail from in front of her face, pulling him into a kiss happily. She closes her eyes as tears trickle down the sides of her, somewhere Damian feels great pride in his daughter.
*Hey, wanna rp?*
*sure! Who do you want?*
*I have no particular desires at the moment.*
*I'm thinking of making Texan magic biopunk pigmen. But that would be wacky, wouldn't it?*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
She lets herself be picked up, smiling brighter than ever before.
*I know you got confused, it’s all good Salem, don’t beat yourself up about it, Duchess and Marie are related anyway. Want anybody else?*
*Maybe Calypso, do you want anyone?*
*Thirteen, Mauric, Loriche, Riotan, Malafasa, Eito, Yod, and Teliyan are all available*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*I’m a Jojo’s fan, you know my opinion on all things wacky, crazy, and bizarre. I don’t know who to pick then, sorry.*
*Anyone else?*
*nobody in particular!*
Calypso is alone, cold and wet, in an alleyway. Recently, around town, there have been more frequent tremors and strange happenings. She looks…despondent.
Thirteen is editing his writings at the bar.
Eito is practicing their swordsmanship in the woods. The glow of divine magic hangs around them.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Alright then. I wanted to play with my new character, but I can just work on my new idea for now.*
Let him who is without sin cast the first stone.
Awake, impure, divine
Breathgiver of the Strugels
Elijah walks past the alleyway, humming and whistling to himself, before seeing them and stopping, turning over to look at them for a moment. He reaches into his pocket, pulling out a small orb and walking over.