She looks back to Oliver, gesturing them come inside, “Sweetheart, ya gotta stay inside here, an’ if anyone comes that ain’t anyone you recognize, protect as many o’ yer brothers and sisters as ya can.”
She definitely allows Fstus to join in the hug, just hugging and crying and having this moment with them. Her flames grow more and more as tears trickle.
He walks closer. "Is...is Mr. Theren okay...?" he asks
Festus purrs and Leo hugs them tight
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She looks back to Oliver, gesturing them come inside, “Sweetheart, ya gotta stay inside here, an’ if anyone comes that ain’t anyone you recognize, protect as many o’ yer brothers and sisters as ya can.”
She definitely allows Fstus to join in the hug, just hugging and crying and having this moment with them. Her flames grow more and more as tears trickle.
He walks closer. "Is...is Mr. Theren okay...?" he asks
Festus purrs and Leo hugs them tight
“No, he’s hurt but I’m healing him. You tell the others that none o’ yall are allowed ta go outside fer a while.”
She eventually collapses into the bed, curling up and hugging them both.
She looks back to Oliver, gesturing them come inside, “Sweetheart, ya gotta stay inside here, an’ if anyone comes that ain’t anyone you recognize, protect as many o’ yer brothers and sisters as ya can.”
She definitely allows Fstus to join in the hug, just hugging and crying and having this moment with them. Her flames grow more and more as tears trickle.
He walks closer. "Is...is Mr. Theren okay...?" he asks
Festus purrs and Leo hugs them tight
“No, he’s hurt but I’m healing him. You tell the others that none o’ yall are allowed ta go outside fer a while.”
She eventually collapses into the bed, curling up and hugging them both.
He nods, going to do that.
He sleeps soundly
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She looks back to Oliver, gesturing them come inside, “Sweetheart, ya gotta stay inside here, an’ if anyone comes that ain’t anyone you recognize, protect as many o’ yer brothers and sisters as ya can.”
She definitely allows Fstus to join in the hug, just hugging and crying and having this moment with them. Her flames grow more and more as tears trickle.
He walks closer. "Is...is Mr. Theren okay...?" he asks
Festus purrs and Leo hugs them tight
“No, he’s hurt but I’m healing him. You tell the others that none o’ yall are allowed ta go outside fer a while.”
She eventually collapses into the bed, curling up and hugging them both.
He nods, going to do that.
He sleeps soundly
She continues to heal Theren, sighing as she thinks about herself dying, about saving Oliver.
She falls asleep soon after, her flames becoming a warm but soft burn.
She looks back to Oliver, gesturing them come inside, “Sweetheart, ya gotta stay inside here, an’ if anyone comes that ain’t anyone you recognize, protect as many o’ yer brothers and sisters as ya can.”
She definitely allows Fstus to join in the hug, just hugging and crying and having this moment with them. Her flames grow more and more as tears trickle.
He walks closer. "Is...is Mr. Theren okay...?" he asks
Festus purrs and Leo hugs them tight
“No, he’s hurt but I’m healing him. You tell the others that none o’ yall are allowed ta go outside fer a while.”
She eventually collapses into the bed, curling up and hugging them both.
He nods, going to do that.
He sleeps soundly
She continues to heal Theren, sighing as she thinks about herself dying, about saving Oliver.
She falls asleep soon after, her flames becoming a warm but soft burn.
*im sorry that i vanished. Was at lunch*
Theren groans as he sits up. "oh man....my head..."
Half an hour later Leo wakes up with a yelp, clutching at his face
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She looks back to Oliver, gesturing them come inside, “Sweetheart, ya gotta stay inside here, an’ if anyone comes that ain’t anyone you recognize, protect as many o’ yer brothers and sisters as ya can.”
She definitely allows Fstus to join in the hug, just hugging and crying and having this moment with them. Her flames grow more and more as tears trickle.
He walks closer. "Is...is Mr. Theren okay...?" he asks
Festus purrs and Leo hugs them tight
“No, he’s hurt but I’m healing him. You tell the others that none o’ yall are allowed ta go outside fer a while.”
She eventually collapses into the bed, curling up and hugging them both.
He nods, going to do that.
He sleeps soundly
She continues to heal Theren, sighing as she thinks about herself dying, about saving Oliver.
She falls asleep soon after, her flames becoming a warm but soft burn.
*im sorry that i vanished. Was at lunch*
Theren groans as he sits up. "oh man....my head..."
Half an hour later Leo wakes up with a yelp, clutching at his face
*Its all good, good to have you back.*
Merabelle is sitting next to the bed, trying not to throw up, feeling all of the pain of her dark magic.
The yelping wakes up Ana, who was lying to the side of Leo, looking up to see what’s wrong.
She looks back to Oliver, gesturing them come inside, “Sweetheart, ya gotta stay inside here, an’ if anyone comes that ain’t anyone you recognize, protect as many o’ yer brothers and sisters as ya can.”
She definitely allows Fstus to join in the hug, just hugging and crying and having this moment with them. Her flames grow more and more as tears trickle.
He walks closer. "Is...is Mr. Theren okay...?" he asks
Festus purrs and Leo hugs them tight
“No, he’s hurt but I’m healing him. You tell the others that none o’ yall are allowed ta go outside fer a while.”
She eventually collapses into the bed, curling up and hugging them both.
He nods, going to do that.
He sleeps soundly
She continues to heal Theren, sighing as she thinks about herself dying, about saving Oliver.
She falls asleep soon after, her flames becoming a warm but soft burn.
*im sorry that i vanished. Was at lunch*
Theren groans as he sits up. "oh man....my head..."
Half an hour later Leo wakes up with a yelp, clutching at his face
*Its all good, good to have you back.*
Merabelle is sitting next to the bed, trying not to throw up, feeling all of the pain of her dark magic.
The yelping wakes up Ana, who was lying to the side of Leo, looking up to see what’s wrong.
*-hug-*
"If ya need to throw up, go ahead."
He clutches where the burn is at, clawing at the gauze
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Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
He walks closer. "Is...is Mr. Theren okay...?" he asks
Festus purrs and Leo hugs them tight
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“No, he’s hurt but I’m healing him. You tell the others that none o’ yall are allowed ta go outside fer a while.”
She eventually collapses into the bed, curling up and hugging them both.
He nods, going to do that.
He sleeps soundly
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She continues to heal Theren, sighing as she thinks about herself dying, about saving Oliver.
She falls asleep soon after, her flames becoming a warm but soft burn.
*im sorry that i vanished. Was at lunch*
Theren groans as he sits up. "oh man....my head..."
Half an hour later Leo wakes up with a yelp, clutching at his face
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Its all good, good to have you back.*
Merabelle is sitting next to the bed, trying not to throw up, feeling all of the pain of her dark magic.
The yelping wakes up Ana, who was lying to the side of Leo, looking up to see what’s wrong.
*-hug-*
"If ya need to throw up, go ahead."
He clutches where the burn is at, clawing at the gauze
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Cut for Theren.*
“No, I’m fine.” She forces it back down, closing her eyes.
She takes the gauze off of their face, looking more worried by the moment.
"Its okay, i wont watch."
It hasnt changed, he just looks to be in pain
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She shakes her head, “Already got it down. The kids are safe.”
She tries to do anything she can, casting spells, saying soft words to soothe, just worried.
"Good..." he says, getting up.
"Hurts hurts hurts..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She lies down on the bed, sighing.
“It’ll get better, I’m here for you, I love you, just go through the pain.”
He cracks his back and rotates his shoulders. "Should get back out there..."
"Cant....hurts so much..."
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
“Ya shouldn’t just yet, but if that’s what ya feel like doin’.” She says, resting in the bed.
“I’m here for you, and if you can handle it, I’ll give you a surprise later.”
"Just stay here and protect the orphans alright?"
He looks up at her, eyes watering as he nods
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She nods, pushing herself up to look out the door.
She wipes away the water in their eyes, giving them an impassioned kiss.
Theren is wrapping his arms and hands in magical gauze.
He lets her, the burn starting to heal fast
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
(Good place to end for that one?)
She eventually does pull back, trying not to cry as she looks down at them.
*Sure!*
"Im sorry...." he mumbles, closing his eyes
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She puts her finger to their lips, “We aren’t going to talk about that right now. We are going to do something else, okay?”