*Good morning my friends. I hope everyone is doing good today*
Theren is making some breakfast for the orphans. He hums quietly as he cooks, as not to wake them.
Leo is curled up in bed, staring at the wall. He stares at the wedding ring on his finger, lost in thought.
-open slots, ask for whoever-
Merabelle helps out now that she isn’t sick anymore, though her mind seems to be elsewhere, thinking of… something.
Ana hasn’t talked to them for any real sentences since their last chat. Despite being an entirely magma woman now, she feels stronger than before, still tired and pregnant though.
Theren looks concerned. "You alright?"
Leo stays quiet, pretending to be asleep
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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.
*Good morning my friends. I hope everyone is doing good today*
Theren is making some breakfast for the orphans. He hums quietly as he cooks, as not to wake them.
Leo is curled up in bed, staring at the wall. He stares at the wedding ring on his finger, lost in thought.
-open slots, ask for whoever-
Merabelle helps out now that she isn’t sick anymore, though her mind seems to be elsewhere, thinking of… something.
Ana hasn’t talked to them for any real sentences since their last chat. Despite being an entirely magma woman now, she feels stronger than before, still tired and pregnant though.
Theren looks concerned. "You alright?"
Leo stays quiet, pretending to be asleep
She looks over to them, smiling “Course I am… just got somethin’ I ain’t too sure ‘bout anymore.”
She sits back down on the bed once she’s done, sighing, “Honey, I can tell when you aren’t asleep.”
*Good morning my friends. I hope everyone is doing good today*
Theren is making some breakfast for the orphans. He hums quietly as he cooks, as not to wake them.
Leo is curled up in bed, staring at the wall. He stares at the wedding ring on his finger, lost in thought.
-open slots, ask for whoever-
Merabelle helps out now that she isn’t sick anymore, though her mind seems to be elsewhere, thinking of… something.
Ana hasn’t talked to them for any real sentences since their last chat. Despite being an entirely magma woman now, she feels stronger than before, still tired and pregnant though.
Theren looks concerned. "You alright?"
Leo stays quiet, pretending to be asleep
She looks over to them, smiling “Course I am… just got somethin’ I ain’t too sure ‘bout anymore.”
She sits back down on the bed once she’s done, sighing, “Honey, I can tell when you aren’t asleep.”
"Need to talk about it?" he asks, cooking some eggs.
Leo doesn't respond, closing his eyes
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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.
*Good morning my friends. I hope everyone is doing good today*
Theren is making some breakfast for the orphans. He hums quietly as he cooks, as not to wake them.
Leo is curled up in bed, staring at the wall. He stares at the wedding ring on his finger, lost in thought.
-open slots, ask for whoever-
Merabelle helps out now that she isn’t sick anymore, though her mind seems to be elsewhere, thinking of… something.
Ana hasn’t talked to them for any real sentences since their last chat. Despite being an entirely magma woman now, she feels stronger than before, still tired and pregnant though.
Theren looks concerned. "You alright?"
Leo stays quiet, pretending to be asleep
She looks over to them, smiling “Course I am… just got somethin’ I ain’t too sure ‘bout anymore.”
She sits back down on the bed once she’s done, sighing, “Honey, I can tell when you aren’t asleep.”
"Need to talk about it?" he asks, cooking some eggs.
Leo doesn't respond, closing his eyes
She thinks about it for a moment, “Maybe, if yer willin’ ta listen.”
She shakes her head, lying back down in bed, waiting for them to say anything.
*Good morning my friends. I hope everyone is doing good today*
Theren is making some breakfast for the orphans. He hums quietly as he cooks, as not to wake them.
Leo is curled up in bed, staring at the wall. He stares at the wedding ring on his finger, lost in thought.
-open slots, ask for whoever-
Merabelle helps out now that she isn’t sick anymore, though her mind seems to be elsewhere, thinking of… something.
Ana hasn’t talked to them for any real sentences since their last chat. Despite being an entirely magma woman now, she feels stronger than before, still tired and pregnant though.
Theren looks concerned. "You alright?"
Leo stays quiet, pretending to be asleep
She looks over to them, smiling “Course I am… just got somethin’ I ain’t too sure ‘bout anymore.”
She sits back down on the bed once she’s done, sighing, “Honey, I can tell when you aren’t asleep.”
"Need to talk about it?" he asks, cooking some eggs.
Leo doesn't respond, closing his eyes
She thinks about it for a moment, “Maybe, if yer willin’ ta listen.”
She shakes her head, lying back down in bed, waiting for them to say anything.
"You know im always willing to listen." he says with a smile.
He rolls over, hugging her close.
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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 sighs, smiling back “It’s just… I’m questionin’ my relationship with Edwin, I love ‘em, but I’m not sure I’d grow old with ‘em, an’ now Cyvus is comin’ in, an’ tellin’ me his biggest regret was rejectin’ me, an’ that don’t make things easier.”
She does nothing for a little before hugging them back, her skin somehow not burning anything.
She sighs, smiling back “It’s just… I’m questionin’ my relationship with Edwin, I love ‘em, but I’m not sure I’d grow old with ‘em, an’ now Cyvus is comin’ in, an’ tellin’ me his biggest regret was rejectin’ me, an’ that don’t make things easier.”
She does nothing for a little before hugging them back, her skin somehow not burning anything.
"Ah...i see..well, id say stay with Edwin. Ignore Cyvus." he says, waving a spoon.
"Im sorry for yesterday..." he says quietly.
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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 sighs, smiling back “It’s just… I’m questionin’ my relationship with Edwin, I love ‘em, but I’m not sure I’d grow old with ‘em, an’ now Cyvus is comin’ in, an’ tellin’ me his biggest regret was rejectin’ me, an’ that don’t make things easier.”
She does nothing for a little before hugging them back, her skin somehow not burning anything.
"Ah...i see..well, id say stay with Edwin. Ignore Cyvus." he says, waving a spoon.
"Im sorry for yesterday..." he says quietly.
She nods along with their words, continuing to cook “Hmm, thanks, I ain’t sure what’ll do, but yer input helps.”
She nods and kisses them on the forehead, “I don’t forgive you… not yet.”
*Ah, of course you may, Drizz, such a polite young world destroyer.*
Theren looks concerned. "You alright?"
Leo stays quiet, pretending to be asleep
Ye old creator of characters
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This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
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She looks over to them, smiling “Course I am… just got somethin’ I ain’t too sure ‘bout anymore.”
She sits back down on the bed once she’s done, sighing, “Honey, I can tell when you aren’t asleep.”
"Need to talk about it?" he asks, cooking some eggs.
Leo doesn't respond, 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.
Thirteen walks downstairs, looking a bit disheveled.
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
She thinks about it for a moment, “Maybe, if yer willin’ ta listen.”
She shakes her head, lying back down in bed, waiting for them to say anything.
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"You look tired." he says, glancing at him.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
"You know im always willing to listen." he says with a smile.
He rolls over, hugging her close.
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.*
She sighs, smiling back “It’s just… I’m questionin’ my relationship with Edwin, I love ‘em, but I’m not sure I’d grow old with ‘em, an’ now Cyvus is comin’ in, an’ tellin’ me his biggest regret was rejectin’ me, an’ that don’t make things easier.”
She does nothing for a little before hugging them back, her skin somehow not burning anything.
*sure*
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
“Chemosh is not an easy deity to talk with, nor easy to reach out to…” Thirteen sighs. “How are you?”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Cool, who ya want?*
"Ah...i see..well, id say stay with Edwin. Ignore Cyvus." he says, waving a spoon.
"Im sorry for yesterday..." he says quietly.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
*Uzui and Paracelsus*
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
"Im good." he says, a small smile on his face.
Ye old creator of characters
Tortured poet and writer
This mortal body is expendable, I will be released from my binding soon.
She nods along with their words, continuing to cook “Hmm, thanks, I ain’t sure what’ll do, but yer input helps.”
She nods and kisses them on the forehead, “I don’t forgive you… not yet.”
“Glad to hear it. Who are they?”
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Though you rested, you were not content to remain. And so you just had to seek me out.
*Both I will provide.*
Uzui is sitting at the base of a tree, playing the Roan to himself, enjoying each pluck of the string. His blades sit stuck into the tree above him.
Paracelsus is sitting outside of her wagon lab, working on her mushrooms, trying to make them change a bit.