|
|
|
Post by DimeStorePoet on Aug 23, 2016 14:14:53 GMT -5
Yes! The only iffy iffy thing on her personality [at least the way I imagine her] is her protective side. But I figured there are alot of villans in movies and books, at are protective. So I figured it would be fine)
|
|
|
|
Post by DimeStorePoet on Aug 24, 2016 8:54:56 GMT -5
(Lol, definitely don't mind. Hated character are interesting to play, plus the way her personality plays out its kind of hard not to hate her most of the time xD Are we going to wait on the other season to be claimed before we start up la roleplaying or are we allowed to start now?)
|
|
|
|
Post by DimeStorePoet on Aug 31, 2016 11:37:37 GMT -5
(Okey Dokey. I'm not sure what exactly they should be doing so I'll just make a lil post of each of them xD)
Garnett made his way toward the palace, having been summoned by Freya to talk about something. He wasn't exactly sure what, she hadn't said. She only stated it was important and he needed to come. Denmark walked behind him, the large lion looking a bit out of place, but Garnett wasn't going to leave him by himself. He wasn't exactly sure if Denmark would even be permitted to enter the palace, but it didn't matter too much at the moment.
Shea shifted her body against the rough bark of the tree. She was in the palace gardens, one of her favorite places to go. It was peaceful, the front was wide open with a small pond and flowers, but she prefered to stay in the back. Where it was crowded with tropical trees and brush. Shea crushed a small powder in a marble bowl, making it into a fine dust. Clumps would not due, it had to be perfect. Something cold touched her elbow and Shea glanced down, giving a small smile. "Shadra" She nodded a greeting to her snake, "having fun chasing the rats in the gardens, are we?"
Freya lounged casually while she waited for Garnett to arrive. There really wasn't anything for them to discuss, she simply wanted company. It was a bit boring at the moment, and teasing her season's guardian, so the most amusing thing she could muster. Oracle sat at her right, claws digging into the cushions. She glanced at her companion and reached into the container beside her. Popping open the lid, she plucked up a squirming mouse. Oracle sqwauked loudly, flapping his wings in excitment. She set the mouse on the floor. "Go fetch Oracle" She said lowly.
|
|