Sam sees him in the tree and strides over. "Oh uhm, hey, you wouldn't happen to know where I could find a teacher, do you?"
He looks down at him “In classes. Mr. Damian would be in his office, but he’s not really a teacher. He’s more like…the head of student affairs. Who are you? I’m Cyrus, don’t call me Cy. Where are you from? I’m from Ireland.” He appears to have a lot of questions
"Oh uhm... I'm Sam Amor, I lived in New York before coming here. You're kinda strange.. but in a good way. I like it." He gives an awkward little smile.
“You haven’t seen the half of it. I can be much weirder. Like apparently 4 hours is not enough sleep. Who knew? I started sleeping more over break.” This guys really can’t stop talking
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
Sam sees him in the tree and strides over. "Oh uhm, hey, you wouldn't happen to know where I could find a teacher, do you?"
He looks down at him “In classes. Mr. Damian would be in his office, but he’s not really a teacher. He’s more like…the head of student affairs. Who are you? I’m Cyrus, don’t call me Cy. Where are you from? I’m from Ireland.” He appears to have a lot of questions
"Oh uhm... I'm Sam Amor, I lived in New York before coming here. You're kinda strange.. but in a good way. I like it." He gives an awkward little smile.
“You haven’t seen the half of it. I can be much weirder. Like apparently 4 hours is not enough sleep. Who knew? I started sleeping more over break.” This guys really can’t stop talking
He chuckles warmly. "I can tell I'm gonna like you. Mind if I join you up there?" He extends a hand if Cyrus would like to pull him up. He does look light enough
Sam sees him in the tree and strides over. "Oh uhm, hey, you wouldn't happen to know where I could find a teacher, do you?"
He looks down at him “In classes. Mr. Damian would be in his office, but he’s not really a teacher. He’s more like…the head of student affairs. Who are you? I’m Cyrus, don’t call me Cy. Where are you from? I’m from Ireland.” He appears to have a lot of questions
"Oh uhm... I'm Sam Amor, I lived in New York before coming here. You're kinda strange.. but in a good way. I like it." He gives an awkward little smile.
“You haven’t seen the half of it. I can be much weirder. Like apparently 4 hours is not enough sleep. Who knew? I started sleeping more over break.” This guys really can’t stop talking
He chuckles warmly. "I can tell I'm gonna like you. Mind if I join you up there?" He extends a hand if Cyrus would like to pull him up. He does look light enough
He does not pull him up “If I pulled you up, I would lose my page. Feel free to climb up though.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
*For my foreign language could I choose a word from the Appalachian dialect instead? If so, his last name is Jillikens which means the far backwood country. The type of place where folks are born with a tick in their navel. His magic is enchantment.*
Willie Jillikins is sitting outside the school, just spuddin' around. His uniform looks like it was new recently, but the knees of the britches are torn and the shirt is stained and he doesn't look like he knows how to wear a cape. He's frazzle-headed, hair all wild and uncombed, his frame is wiry and skinny as a rake, and he carries a simple sack that sags like an empty stomach. His most unusual feature is his skin, which is a bright blue color.
Lynna approaches him. “New?”
He smiles at you, “I reckon I am. Ain’t never been to no big ol fancy school like this before. One we had back home was a small lil thang and I skipped most days.”
She smiles. “Ah, well. Classes are kind of optional here. You just choose which ones sound interesting and go if you feel like it.”
*Sorry I've been so late. I've been busy clowning around, literally.*
"Well I'm fexatiously whupped out!" He says in shock, "The teacher's don't whup ya or get after ya if ya ain't in class? That's a right good way of runnin' thanks far as I'm concerned!"
She blinks.
He notices your silence, “Cat got yer tongue? Say, what sorta lessons do they learn the scholars hyar ‘bout?”
Sam sees him in the tree and strides over. "Oh uhm, hey, you wouldn't happen to know where I could find a teacher, do you?"
He looks down at him “In classes. Mr. Damian would be in his office, but he’s not really a teacher. He’s more like…the head of student affairs. Who are you? I’m Cyrus, don’t call me Cy. Where are you from? I’m from Ireland.” He appears to have a lot of questions
"Oh uhm... I'm Sam Amor, I lived in New York before coming here. You're kinda strange.. but in a good way. I like it." He gives an awkward little smile.
“You haven’t seen the half of it. I can be much weirder. Like apparently 4 hours is not enough sleep. Who knew? I started sleeping more over break.” This guys really can’t stop talking
He chuckles warmly. "I can tell I'm gonna like you. Mind if I join you up there?" He extends a hand if Cyrus would like to pull him up. He does look light enough
He does not pull him up “If I pulled you up, I would lose my page. Feel free to climb up though.”
"Fair enough." He grabs a couple of the lower branches and swings up into the tree.
Sam sees him in the tree and strides over. "Oh uhm, hey, you wouldn't happen to know where I could find a teacher, do you?"
He looks down at him “In classes. Mr. Damian would be in his office, but he’s not really a teacher. He’s more like…the head of student affairs. Who are you? I’m Cyrus, don’t call me Cy. Where are you from? I’m from Ireland.” He appears to have a lot of questions
"Oh uhm... I'm Sam Amor, I lived in New York before coming here. You're kinda strange.. but in a good way. I like it." He gives an awkward little smile.
“You haven’t seen the half of it. I can be much weirder. Like apparently 4 hours is not enough sleep. Who knew? I started sleeping more over break.” This guys really can’t stop talking
He chuckles warmly. "I can tell I'm gonna like you. Mind if I join you up there?" He extends a hand if Cyrus would like to pull him up. He does look light enough
He does not pull him up “If I pulled you up, I would lose my page. Feel free to climb up though.”
"Fair enough." He grabs a couple of the lower branches and swings up into the tree.
“So what brings you here.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
"Just moved in. Hopefully I don't get kicked out of this school too." He sighs dissapointedly
He eyes him “Great. Another troublemaker. Exactly what I needed.”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
"Just moved in. Hopefully I don't get kicked out of this school too." He sighs dissapointedly
He eyes him “Great. Another troublemaker. Exactly what I needed.”
"Hey! I promise I'll try to act better here. I just have a bad habit of creating drama."
“What kind?”
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
"Using magic to create romance. Apparently its not "morally right" but whatever." He sighs
“…Yeah, you’re completely snapped. I don’t care what you think, you’re a monster.” He hops out of the tree, lands on his feet, and picks up his sunglasses, polishing them with his shirt
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
"Using magic to create romance. Apparently its not "morally right" but whatever." He sighs
“…Yeah, you’re completely snapped. I don’t care what you think, you’re a monster.” He hops out of the tree, lands on his feet, and picks up his sunglasses, polishing them with his shirt
*that's a little... harsh.*
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
"Using magic to create romance. Apparently its not "morally right" but whatever." He sighs
“…Yeah, you’re completely snapped. I don’t care what you think, you’re a monster.” He hops out of the tree, lands on his feet, and picks up his sunglasses, polishing them with his shirt
*that's a little... harsh.*
*Cyrus hates mind reading and generally people being in others heads. To him, this is being in someone’s head*
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O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
"Using magic to create romance. Apparently its not "morally right" but whatever." He sighs
“…Yeah, you’re completely snapped. I don’t care what you think, you’re a monster.” He hops out of the tree, lands on his feet, and picks up his sunglasses, polishing them with his shirt
*that's a little... harsh.*
*Cyrus hates mind reading and generally people being in others heads. To him, this is being in someone’s head*
*that's fair*
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Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
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“You haven’t seen the half of it. I can be much weirder. Like apparently 4 hours is not enough sleep. Who knew? I started sleeping more over break.” This guys really can’t stop talking
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Except, Prayer for loving sorrow
He chuckles warmly. "I can tell I'm gonna like you. Mind if I join you up there?" He extends a hand if Cyrus would like to pull him up. He does look light enough
He does not pull him up “If I pulled you up, I would lose my page. Feel free to climb up though.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Except, Prayer for loving sorrow
He notices your silence, “Cat got yer tongue? Say, what sorta lessons do they learn the scholars hyar ‘bout?”
"Fair enough." He grabs a couple of the lower branches and swings up into the tree.
“So what brings you here.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Except, Prayer for loving sorrow
"Just moved in. Hopefully I don't get kicked out of this school too." He sighs dissapointedly
Wysavaris is talking to Tintos in a random hallway. They don't seem to get along.
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
He eyes him “Great. Another troublemaker. Exactly what I needed.”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Except, Prayer for loving sorrow
"Hey! I promise I'll try to act better here. I just have a bad habit of creating drama."
Alvize is in class.
No news is good news…
I'll lay a white rose on the cold earth, knowing it that it has not claimed your soul.
“What kind?”
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Except, Prayer for loving sorrow
"Using magic to create romance. Apparently its not "morally right" but whatever." He sighs
“…Yeah, you’re completely snapped. I don’t care what you think, you’re a monster.” He hops out of the tree, lands on his feet, and picks up his sunglasses, polishing them with his shirt
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Except, Prayer for loving sorrow
"Hey! You don't have to be a jerk! Jeez..." He crosses his arms and sighs.
*that's a little... harsh.*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
*Nah, it's the reaction I'm hoping for. I'm gonna have a character arc of him becoming a better person.*
*Cyrus hates mind reading and generally people being in others heads. To him, this is being in someone’s head*
O sorrow, I have ended, you see, by respecting you, because I am certain you will never leave me.
Ah! I realize it: your beauty lies in the force of your being. You are like those who never left the sad fireside corner of my poor black heart.
O my sorrow, you are better than a well-beloved: because I know that on the day of my final agony, you will be there, lying in my sheets, O sorrow, so that you might once again attempt to enter my heart.
-Except, Prayer for loving sorrow
*Oh, cool.*
*i'm sure my chars will interact with him in interesting ways*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all
*that's fair*
Heya everyone! I'm EJO, DDB's resident immortal rat who appears randomly roughly once every week.
I'm not active much, but always up to talk when I am.
I'm known as CptKurn nearly everywhere but here.
From 5:00 to 7:30 pretty much every day I'm playing either Overwatch, Dead by Daylight or Stellaris
Do not ask me about anything I like because I WILL waffle on for half an hour.
I'm British so I'm not active at the same time as most of y'all