He nods then his head snaps up. "Hey, wait a second. Aren't you the Archfey of this domain?"
“Well… yeah, but I don’t handle all of the legal stuff… that’s not really my thing… I do all of the other stuff, though.”
"No, like, an Archfey is supposed to have total awareness of their domain. So that means they shielded themselves from your senses or set this up while you were away. Or you're complicit in it, which I don't immediately see why you would be."
something seems on his mind. That’s apparent when he missteps and trips, yelping and falling, breaking the water tension and falling in, almost dragging her with him.
She squeaks and tries to pull him back up (str 14.)
*boink*
*i know you're busy arch*
*oh sorry again, it’s easy for posts to get buried.*
thats a success. She manages to pull Damon back up, where he quickly rights himself. “Godsdamnit… sorry ‘bout that… I’ll… get a mage to dry me off or something, don’t worry…”
"Oh! I think I can do something. Hold still" she casts in rapid succession freeze water, and then sublimate, forming a thin coating of ice that then vanishes into vapor. *she has nothing to evaporate. Just sublimate*
He looks at his suddenly dried clothes, in awe. “Wow… didn’t you were a mage!”
"Yep!" she giggles.
“Where’d ya learn?”
"Oh, I'm self-taught. All of my knowledge of magic comes from gossip and books"
*arch?*
*sorry, in the middle of makin’ dinner*
“Woah. I’ve always wanted to learn magic.. really? Self taught?”
"I'm not sure It's teachable. I think to a certain point I was born with it. It's like... A player piano!" she snaps her fingers. "It's different from a regular piano even though they look similar. If you try to put a piano roll in a regular piano, It won't start playing itself."
“I… think I get it. Any idea why you were… born with it?
He wipes away her tears with a smile on his face “Stop apologizin’, it don’t matter ta me, I love ya no matter how weird ya end up actin’ because that’s who you are.”
She sits up and kisses him "Sparrow, I want to get married soon." She says, his tone is a bit shaky but she is serious.
Thirteen is trying to think of a new research essay topic.
Mauric is outside Samaritan’s restaurant with the cooking implements William gave him, his own personal utensils, his glaive, and a whole lot of spices and even more eggs.
Loriche is making even more chains.
Riotan is just chilling.
Lore walks over to Thirteen and sits down beside him, huffing.
Home is pacing around the Guilt House, sort of in a daze and tired beyond belief.
Samaritan walks up to him, nodding his head.
“So I did my research, and I’m pretty sure that you’re either dealing with a mild cervical infection or possibly a premature delivery. I really think you ought to go to a hospital if possible.”
Loriche bangs on the door, looking manic and excited, dragging a 50 foot chain behind her.
*walks up to mauric or rio?*
*Rio*
"There are hospitals around here?" She tilts her head "Also, you are reading up on pregnancies?"
He opens it, running a hand through his hair "Mn?" He sounds like he just woke up despite not sleeping.
Riotan grins widely at him.
“Well, a near equivalent at least. And yes, but only in this side book.” He taps on a book on variance between gestation of different humanoid species.
“I’m gonna jump in that hole if you can keep the tether secure.”
Samaritan places his hands in his pockets "Rio, I have a favor to ask of you."
"Huh, I suppose that makes sense overall." She shrugs, sitting up.
"That's a horrible idea.." he sighs.
“Oh? What would that be?” His eyes flash with a dull, desirous gleam.
He sets down his pencil. “So how are you doing overall?”
“Why?”
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I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
something seems on his mind. That’s apparent when he missteps and trips, yelping and falling, breaking the water tension and falling in, almost dragging her with him.
She squeaks and tries to pull him back up (str 14.)
*boink*
*i know you're busy arch*
*oh sorry again, it’s easy for posts to get buried.*
thats a success. She manages to pull Damon back up, where he quickly rights himself. “Godsdamnit… sorry ‘bout that… I’ll… get a mage to dry me off or something, don’t worry…”
"Oh! I think I can do something. Hold still" she casts in rapid succession freeze water, and then sublimate, forming a thin coating of ice that then vanishes into vapor. *she has nothing to evaporate. Just sublimate*
He looks at his suddenly dried clothes, in awe. “Wow… didn’t you were a mage!”
"Yep!" she giggles.
“Where’d ya learn?”
"Oh, I'm self-taught. All of my knowledge of magic comes from gossip and books"
*arch?*
*sorry, in the middle of makin’ dinner*
“Woah. I’ve always wanted to learn magic.. really? Self taught?”
"I'm not sure It's teachable. I think to a certain point I was born with it. It's like... A player piano!" she snaps her fingers. "It's different from a regular piano even though they look similar. If you try to put a piano roll in a regular piano, It won't start playing itself."
“I… think I get it. Any idea why you were… born with it?
"I always thought it happened at random, I suppose. My mother wasn't a mage, and neither was my father" her face scrunches up in thought
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Thirteen is trying to think of a new research essay topic.
Mauric is outside Samaritan’s restaurant with the cooking implements William gave him, his own personal utensils, his glaive, and a whole lot of spices and even more eggs.
Loriche is making even more chains.
Riotan is just chilling.
Lore walks over to Thirteen and sits down beside him, huffing.
Home is pacing around the Guilt House, sort of in a daze and tired beyond belief.
Samaritan walks up to him, nodding his head.
“So I did my research, and I’m pretty sure that you’re either dealing with a mild cervical infection or possibly a premature delivery. I really think you ought to go to a hospital if possible.”
Loriche bangs on the door, looking manic and excited, dragging a 50 foot chain behind her.
*walks up to mauric or rio?*
*Rio*
"There are hospitals around here?" She tilts her head "Also, you are reading up on pregnancies?"
He opens it, running a hand through his hair "Mn?" He sounds like he just woke up despite not sleeping.
Riotan grins widely at him.
“Well, a near equivalent at least. And yes, but only in this side book.” He taps on a book on variance between gestation of different humanoid species.
“I’m gonna jump in that hole if you can keep the tether secure.”
Samaritan places his hands in his pockets "Rio, I have a favor to ask of you."
"Huh, I suppose that makes sense overall." She shrugs, sitting up.
"That's a horrible idea.." he sighs.
“Oh? What would that be?” His eyes flash with a dull, desirous gleam.
He sets down his pencil. “So how are you doing overall?”
“Why?”
Samaritan leans down, his hand brushing against Riotan's face as he tilts his chin upwards. He then lifts his mask a bit and kisses him.
"Mn, hungry, tired, in pAiN." She sighs, rubbing her temples "oh and incredibly (GP)y"
"Cause if it takes you, I don't want you gone. You're my friend." He shrugs.
He wipes away her tears with a smile on his face “Stop apologizin’, it don’t matter ta me, I love ya no matter how weird ya end up actin’ because that’s who you are.”
She sits up and kisses him "Sparrow, I want to get married soon." She says, his tone is a bit shaky but she is serious.
He nods slowly, kissing her back “Then we will. Whenever ya like, unfortunately I don’t know much about these, it’s my first.” He chuckles “I’ll give it the love I give you.”
He wipes away her tears with a smile on his face “Stop apologizin’, it don’t matter ta me, I love ya no matter how weird ya end up actin’ because that’s who you are.”
She sits up and kisses him "Sparrow, I want to get married soon." She says, his tone is a bit shaky but she is serious.
He nods slowly, kissing her back “Then we will. Whenever ya like, unfortunately I don’t know much about these, it’s my first.” He chuckles “I’ll give it the love I give you.”
"It doesn't have to be fancy.. I just want it for us because I want to be your wife." She smiles.
something seems on his mind. That’s apparent when he missteps and trips, yelping and falling, breaking the water tension and falling in, almost dragging her with him.
She squeaks and tries to pull him back up (str 14.)
*boink*
*i know you're busy arch*
*oh sorry again, it’s easy for posts to get buried.*
thats a success. She manages to pull Damon back up, where he quickly rights himself. “Godsdamnit… sorry ‘bout that… I’ll… get a mage to dry me off or something, don’t worry…”
"Oh! I think I can do something. Hold still" she casts in rapid succession freeze water, and then sublimate, forming a thin coating of ice that then vanishes into vapor. *she has nothing to evaporate. Just sublimate*
He looks at his suddenly dried clothes, in awe. “Wow… didn’t you were a mage!”
"Yep!" she giggles.
“Where’d ya learn?”
"Oh, I'm self-taught. All of my knowledge of magic comes from gossip and books"
*arch?*
*sorry, in the middle of makin’ dinner*
“Woah. I’ve always wanted to learn magic.. really? Self taught?”
"I'm not sure It's teachable. I think to a certain point I was born with it. It's like... A player piano!" she snaps her fingers. "It's different from a regular piano even though they look similar. If you try to put a piano roll in a regular piano, It won't start playing itself."
“I… think I get it. Any idea why you were… born with it?
"I always thought it happened at random, I suppose. My mother wasn't a mage, and neither was my father" her face scrunches up in thought
“Weird… I mean, my older siblings are magicians, do you think that’d give me any magical power?” He chuckles.
He wipes away her tears with a smile on his face “Stop apologizin’, it don’t matter ta me, I love ya no matter how weird ya end up actin’ because that’s who you are.”
She sits up and kisses him "Sparrow, I want to get married soon." She says, his tone is a bit shaky but she is serious.
He nods slowly, kissing her back “Then we will. Whenever ya like, unfortunately I don’t know much about these, it’s my first.” He chuckles “I’ll give it the love I give you.”
"It doesn't have to be fancy.. I just want it for us because I want to be your wife." She smiles.
“I want you to be my wife too. Whenever you want I’ll marry you, because I love you.” He says, taking a deep breath, smiling.
He wipes away her tears with a smile on his face “Stop apologizin’, it don’t matter ta me, I love ya no matter how weird ya end up actin’ because that’s who you are.”
She sits up and kisses him "Sparrow, I want to get married soon." She says, his tone is a bit shaky but she is serious.
He nods slowly, kissing her back “Then we will. Whenever ya like, unfortunately I don’t know much about these, it’s my first.” He chuckles “I’ll give it the love I give you.”
"It doesn't have to be fancy.. I just want it for us because I want to be your wife." She smiles.
“I want you to be my wife too. Whenever you want I’ll marry you, because I love you.” He says, taking a deep breath, smiling.
"Tomorrow perhaps? I can get everything sorted and fast but I might need Merabelle's help for one part."
something seems on his mind. That’s apparent when he missteps and trips, yelping and falling, breaking the water tension and falling in, almost dragging her with him.
She squeaks and tries to pull him back up (str 14.)
*boink*
*i know you're busy arch*
*oh sorry again, it’s easy for posts to get buried.*
thats a success. She manages to pull Damon back up, where he quickly rights himself. “Godsdamnit… sorry ‘bout that… I’ll… get a mage to dry me off or something, don’t worry…”
"Oh! I think I can do something. Hold still" she casts in rapid succession freeze water, and then sublimate, forming a thin coating of ice that then vanishes into vapor. *she has nothing to evaporate. Just sublimate*
He looks at his suddenly dried clothes, in awe. “Wow… didn’t you were a mage!”
"Yep!" she giggles.
“Where’d ya learn?”
"Oh, I'm self-taught. All of my knowledge of magic comes from gossip and books"
*arch?*
*sorry, in the middle of makin’ dinner*
“Woah. I’ve always wanted to learn magic.. really? Self taught?”
"I'm not sure It's teachable. I think to a certain point I was born with it. It's like... A player piano!" she snaps her fingers. "It's different from a regular piano even though they look similar. If you try to put a piano roll in a regular piano, It won't start playing itself."
“I… think I get it. Any idea why you were… born with it?
"I always thought it happened at random, I suppose. My mother wasn't a mage, and neither was my father" her face scrunches up in thought
“Weird… I mean, my older siblings are magicians, do you think that’d give me any magical power?” He chuckles.
"I'm not sure. You could try?"
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He wipes away her tears with a smile on his face “Stop apologizin’, it don’t matter ta me, I love ya no matter how weird ya end up actin’ because that’s who you are.”
She sits up and kisses him "Sparrow, I want to get married soon." She says, his tone is a bit shaky but she is serious.
He nods slowly, kissing her back “Then we will. Whenever ya like, unfortunately I don’t know much about these, it’s my first.” He chuckles “I’ll give it the love I give you.”
"It doesn't have to be fancy.. I just want it for us because I want to be your wife." She smiles.
“I want you to be my wife too. Whenever you want I’ll marry you, because I love you.” He says, taking a deep breath, smiling.
"Tomorrow perhaps? I can get everything sorted and fast but I might need Merabelle's help for one part."
“If ya want ta do it tomorrow then I can. I’ll only have a few people ta invite if we’re havin’ more people than just us. If it’s just us, I’d be happy, just you an’ me.”
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Her eyes widen a bit. “Wait… you’re right…”
*are you liking Aurelia so far?*
“I… think I get it. Any idea why you were… born with it?
She sits up and kisses him "Sparrow, I want to get married soon." She says, his tone is a bit shaky but she is serious.
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
“Oh? What would that be?” His eyes flash with a dull, desirous gleam.
He sets down his pencil. “So how are you doing overall?”
“Why?”
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 always thought it happened at random, I suppose. My mother wasn't a mage, and neither was my father" her face scrunches up in thought
I'm Fry, a doodler, writer, aspiring singer/songwriter, and sort-of youtuber (check me out!) goofin' around on the interwebs
Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
Samaritan leans down, his hand brushing against Riotan's face as he tilts his chin upwards. He then lifts his mask a bit and kisses him.
"Mn, hungry, tired, in pAiN." She sighs, rubbing her temples "oh and incredibly (GP)y"
"Cause if it takes you, I don't want you gone. You're my friend." He shrugs.
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
He nods slowly, kissing her back “Then we will. Whenever ya like, unfortunately I don’t know much about these, it’s my first.” He chuckles “I’ll give it the love I give you.”
"It doesn't have to be fancy.. I just want it for us because I want to be your wife." She 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
“Weird… I mean, my older siblings are magicians, do you think that’d give me any magical power?” He chuckles.
“I want you to be my wife too. Whenever you want I’ll marry you, because I love you.” He says, taking a deep breath, smiling.
*Please! Someone please!*
*cut*
“Wh-” Riotan looks shocked for the shortest second, then positively melts into it.
“Well, is there anything I can do to help?”
“Ohh…” She thinks for a while. “Maybe we just put the chain in it and then pull back and see if it’s still there?”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Don’t worry, I’ll save you from not drowning!*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
*Do you want anybody specific? I must drown!*
*I was gonna try and scrounge up our earlier interaction*
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
"Tomorrow perhaps? I can get everything sorted and fast but I might need Merabelle's help for one part."
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
*Perfect, because I couldn’t find it. Hope your doin’ good man.*
"I'm not sure. You could try?"
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Soli Deo Gloria(Sed servus eius crustulum vult)
I'm a disabled, neurodivergent, dumpster fire, and somewhat of a clown, but I do my best :3
Crafter of Constellations, vocaloid enjoyer, waluigi’s #1 fan, space alien, undead cutie pie, danganer of ronpas, and certified silly goose
Internet big sib to aspeninthetrees, TheGatoLover, (and hopefully more)
“What are those, exactly?” He points at the explosives.
“Great, nothing, and no I do not.”
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“If ya want ta do it tomorrow then I can. I’ll only have a few people ta invite if we’re havin’ more people than just us. If it’s just us, I’d be happy, just you an’ me.”