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Chrom is overrated you fools
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Post by яєɗ on Sept 19, 2016 14:32:42 GMT -5
Here! I have swim though at five so I won't be on much)
Gil stayed how he was but moved his hands closer together. It was always one of his comforting gestures, to play with his hands, as a kid. Once he reached eighteen and went on life as a solo adult, it rarely made an appearance unless he was really out of his comfort zone. This was most definitely something out of his comfort zone, and it was Quinn's blush that made him so far out of that preferred zone. He still had his eyes on her face, and cursed himself mentally; he was too far gone to mentally warn himself against what they were doing. Maybe it was how close they were, or maybe his impulsiveness - or maybe a mixture of both - but something made the guard lean down and kiss the Selected. As soon as it dawned on him, he pulled back quickly and started sputtering apologies.
Fel made a noise at the sight of the cake before settling down into a seat, arms wrapped around her knees. "For the next family birthday we're flying you out to our house. Or WE might be flying my folks in," she joked lightly, eyes following Roberta's hands as she went to rest her chin on her knees. "Tea was fine," she commented after a moment. "It felt like talking to any other mom. I've never been particularly well-versed in dating, so I have no idea if that's how moms of boys act around their son's girlfriend. Girlfriends? Girlfriends." Fel shrugged, "But all in all, it was really nice to talk to everyone without cameras and a general rush around everyone."
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Sept 19, 2016 16:19:35 GMT -5
(*faint Quill fangirl screams in the distance*)
Quinn jerked back; eyes widening, trying to process what had just happened. He kissed me? He kissed me! She looked at her feet again, trying to think what to say to end this awkward silence, and to show him that she didn't mind. Although, the way she had just reacted, Quinn hoped that she hadn't scared him off, and waved her hands as he began to apologize. "Gil. Don't." She said quietly, taking another step towards him and looking up at him, gently putting her hand on his cheek and reaching up to kiss him again; she wouldn't pull away this time.
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Post by Holly on Sept 19, 2016 17:04:21 GMT -5
Here! I have swim though at five so I won't be on much) Gil stayed how he was but moved his hands closer together. It was always one of his comforting gestures, to play with his hands, as a kid. Once he reached eighteen and went on life as a solo adult, it rarely made an appearance unless he was really out of his comfort zone. This was most definitely something out of his comfort zone, and it was Quinn's blush that made him so far out of that preferred zone. He still had his eyes on her face, and cursed himself mentally; he was too far gone to mentally warn himself against what they were doing. Maybe it was how close they were, or maybe his impulsiveness - or maybe a mixture of both - but something made the guard lean down and kiss the Selected. As soon as it dawned on him, he pulled back quickly and started sputtering apologies. Fel made a noise at the sight of the cake before settling down into a seat, arms wrapped around her knees. "For the next family birthday we're flying you out to our house. Or WE might be flying my folks in," she joked lightly, eyes following Roberta's hands as she went to rest her chin on her knees. "Tea was fine," she commented after a moment. "It felt like talking to any other mom. I've never been particularly well-versed in dating, so I have no idea if that's how moms of boys act around their son's girlfriend. Girlfriends? Girlfriends." Fel shrugged, "But all in all, it was really nice to talk to everyone without cameras and a general rush around everyone." (!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! !!!!!!!!!)
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Post by Holly on Sept 19, 2016 17:05:16 GMT -5
(*faint Quill fangirl screams in the distance*) Quinn jerked back; eyes widening, trying to process what had just happened. He kissed me? He kissed me! She looked at her feet again, trying to think what to say to end this awkward silence, and to show him that she didn't mind. Although, the way she had just reacted, Quinn hoped that she hadn't scared him off, and waved her hands as he began to apologize. "Gil. Don't." She said quietly, taking another step towards him and looking up at him, gently putting her hand on his cheek and reaching up to kiss him again; she wouldn't pull away this time. (NOT-SO-FAINT QUILL FANGIRL SCREAMS!!!!!!!!!!!) (I love it! So cute! And who thought of the name "Quill"? Well done, my friends. Cheers all around. Lol.)
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Sept 19, 2016 17:39:41 GMT -5
( ME TOOO)
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Post by BB-8 on Sept 19, 2016 17:42:09 GMT -5
Just chillin like a villain eating some popcorn
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Sept 19, 2016 17:54:09 GMT -5
(Popcorn is the best)
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Post by amberice on Sept 19, 2016 18:56:10 GMT -5
(Things sure are heating up!!!)
Roberta shook her head, lips turning up in a small smile, "It's my mother you'd want if cake is what you're after. She far better than I am when it comes to the kitchen." Carefully, she sliced the cake and managed to extract a piece without causing it to crumble. Years of practice served her well. She offered the plate to Fel, then cut herself a small slice. Giving her a sideways glance, Roberta couldn't resist, "What a greedy prince, having so many beautiful girlfriends and leaving none for the rest of us." Then she immediately realized that was a foolish thing to say, speaking badly of the royal family even in jest could get her in hot water. So she hurriedly tried to move past it, switching focus to the queen instead, "I'm glad to hear it went well with the queen, I knew you'd get on alright. It's hard not to be charmed." She really was putting her foot in her mouth tonight, so she decided to take a dainty bite from her cake instead so as to not say anything else that might get her in trouble.
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Post by BB-8 on Sept 19, 2016 18:58:58 GMT -5
*juliette cheers from a distance*
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яєɗ
Chrom is overrated you fools
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Post by яєɗ on Sept 19, 2016 19:17:48 GMT -5
Juli and Gil are my brotp tbh and they sure are)
"Fine, two plane tickets then. I think my family could swing it," Fel said thoughtfully. "And your mom made this? Does this mean she works in the palace?" Fel mentally answered her own question because she went on with, "I'd have to meet her. Purely to steal her cookbook." The girl gave Roberta a thank-you smile and rearranged herself so her feet were on the floor. She animatedly pointed to the chair next to her for Roberta, and blinked when she brought up HOW Prince Alexander wasn't leaving any of the girls for others in the palace. Fel didn't mind the joke - rather, she enjoyed it. Growing up out of the palace walls, she grew up constantly hearing playful jabs and jokes about the royal family, so it didn't bother her. However, seeing as how Roberta changed the subject, Fel decided to not comment on it, although she guessed that Roberta's comment held some truth behind it. Fel beamed slightly at Roberta's last words, picking up her own fork to the slice she'd been given.
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Post by BB-8 on Sept 19, 2016 19:25:09 GMT -5
"My bean son has grown up so fast"
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Post by amberice on Sept 19, 2016 19:25:28 GMT -5
Roberta accepted the invitation to sit graciously, crossing her legs carefully and balancing the plate on her knee. At the mention of her mother, she couldn't help the slight note of pride in her voice, "She's a chef in the palace kitchens, has been since before I was even born." She playfully pointed her fork at Fel, a look of mock anger furrowing her brow, "And you wouldn't dare, she'd bop you with a rolling pin if you tried to without asking. Though she's always eager to teach, I'm sure she'd show you a thing or two."
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Post by Holly on Sept 19, 2016 19:34:03 GMT -5
(Hi! I'm here, and all your characters are so cute!!!)
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Sept 19, 2016 22:51:16 GMT -5
(XD Juliette and Gil are friendship goals tbh.)
Quinn placed her hand over his and relaxed into the kiss, her heart beating a thousand miles per hour and happiness exploding in her chest like a million butterflies. She was so happy... With this boy, in the palace, no one around... No one around. But what if someone was around? Quinn pulled away almost quite suddenly. "Sorry, I-" The Selected glanced around, her nervous eyes betraying her thoughts. "I... God, Gil. What now? Look what you've done." She scolded, a weak attempt at teasing in her voice. "You could lose your job, get hurt... I-I..." She stuttered.
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яєɗ
Chrom is overrated you fools
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Post by яєɗ on Sept 20, 2016 5:46:26 GMT -5
"I have three older brothers," Fel responded without missing a beat, "I think I can take on your mom." But she shook her head. "A palace chef? That must be so cool." Suddenly, an idea came to her; nothing spectacular, but it could be pretty fun. "Well, set me up a date with your mom. And you, come along. It'll be funny for you and your mom to witness my incompetence in a kitchen."
IM SO BAD AT EXPLAINING EMOTION)
Gil had relaxed easily into the kiss, for once. He had grown up in a family of guards, and his best friend had once been some assassin type person (he was never really certain on her backstory), and he, himself, was a guard; relaxing wasn't something he typically did. But now he was, thanks to Quinn. Gil had known he was never fully comfortable with the girlfriends and girls he'd had before. This, actually enjoying someone like this, was new to him. He forgot that this was wrong, but it all came rushing back to him when Quinn pulled away. Gil could note the very weak attempt at teasing, but it was true. If anyone ever knew, or saw, she would get hurt. "I'm sorry," he said quietly, pulling away. "I really shouldn't've done that. I just screwed everything up. But I'm kinda happy I did," he tried to loosen their newfound tension slightly with a lighthearted comment that you could tell was genuine.
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Post by amberice on Sept 20, 2016 8:30:53 GMT -5
(pssh, that's because emotions are dumb and amorphous.)
It wasn't Roberta's fault. The word date and mother in the same sentence was not something she expected to hear today.Granted, the context cleared things up fairly quickly, but she sat still for a moment, blinking as she tried to come up with a response that wouldn't cause her to regret learning to speak in the first place. Swallowing her bite of cake, she slowly spun the fork in her hand as she nodded, avoiding Fel's eyes, "I'm sure she would love to meet you. Though I doubt you..." She trailed off as she remembered Fel was a Three. The girl had probably never cooked a full meal in her life. Switching direction, she smiled as she looked down at the cake, "I doubt you would leave without a bag of goodies. My mother tends to go a little overboard sometimes."
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Sept 20, 2016 15:37:40 GMT -5
(Truuu)
"Honestly," Quinn timidly reached for his hand, taking it in her smaller one. "I am too." She smiled, looking up at him. "Well, who knew that when I signed up for the Selection I'd kiss a guard before the Prince?" She shook her head, trying to wrap her mind around what a big deal this was... There was no way around it now. If she stayed, they would be sneaking around and if either of them were caught; could be killed. But if she left... she might never see him again. "I don't know what to do now."
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Post by ѕкуѕнα∂σω952 on Sept 20, 2016 18:29:31 GMT -5
(Sounds good ^^)
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яєɗ
Chrom is overrated you fools
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Post by яєɗ on Sept 20, 2016 18:54:35 GMT -5
These are probably going to be good. My bad bc family issues right now)
"Really?" Fel questioned brightly. Her mother had been a Five before marrying her Three father, but her mother had adjusted well into her new caste, making her somewhat absent in her children's lives. That meant Fel was raised with her older brothers, and that meant she rarely ever got goodie bags unless she guarded them with her life. Fel clearly paid no attention to when Roberta trailed off. With her fork she motioned toward the cake. "If she gives me stuff like this cake, I honestly don't think I'll ever leave the kitchen."
Gil nodded, squeezing Quinn's hand as she held him. "I don't know either," he responded quietly, reflecting on her question. No one probably thought she'd kiss a guard before the prince - or kiss a guard to begin with. "Well, I mean, I do. We can do this, behind everybody's backs, in these little private moments. Or we can just stop. Find excuses to never be together, I guess." He added that halfheartedly, half hoping she wouldn't think about the idea and half hoping she would nod and say that was the best course of action. After all, if anyone ever found out, it wouldn't be good for either of them. Plus, if she was ever sent home, it would be easier for the both of them. They wouldn't get attached to each other and then have their hearts broken when she had to leave. But, if Alex, by a stroke of luck, picked Quinn...it would be even harder to be around her every day, standing always right behind her as she climbed the ranks to princess and queen. Oh, what a cruel world.
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Post by Holly on Sept 20, 2016 19:17:00 GMT -5
(Hi! How is life? Ooh, I love the drama. Just smell it! Lol.)
While Quinn, Fell, Roberta, and Gil were all having their semi-dates, Hazel was having the time of her life running and sliding down the halls in her fuzzy socks. The polished marble floors made an excellent sliding lane, and besides the fear of accidentally knocking over an expensive flower pot or something, it was very freeing. Besides, she was--surprisingly--bored. Everyone seemed to be out or engrossed in some sort of activity, so she was making her own fun. Nothing like a nightgown, a blue frilly robe, and a long empty hallway to entertain yourself.
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Post by BB-8 on Sept 20, 2016 19:19:29 GMT -5
Heyyy fam
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Post by Holly on Sept 20, 2016 19:23:02 GMT -5
(Hello, O She of Many Names. Heehee. How're you?)
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Post by amberice on Sept 20, 2016 19:26:38 GMT -5
(Hazel is life goals)
Roberta leaned back slightly in her chair, glancing over before averting her eyes once more. It was hard to look at her and not grin like a fool or do something stupid. So she trained her eye on a speck of chocolate on her plate, lightly pushing it around with the edge of her fork, "It'd be my pleasure to introduce her to you." Tilting her head slightly, a small idea wormed it's way into her mind and she was speaking before she knew it, "I could teach you a few things too. I want to be a cook here as well, so I've picked up a few things over the years."
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Post by Holly on Sept 20, 2016 19:40:28 GMT -5
(Ha ha ha. She's basically me with no inhibitions. ...And better looks, of course. Lol.)
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Post by BB-8 on Sept 20, 2016 19:42:22 GMT -5
Pretty great. Just got my hair dyed and I look like Ariel lol. Aka I'm livin the life
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