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Post by --cato phoenix on Sept 12, 2016 21:10:06 GMT -5
(( Here! I'll probably be a bit slow, I'm working on a pic of Arlo ))
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Post by »ƑαƖcση on Sept 12, 2016 21:11:18 GMT -5
( smokey 'borrowed' his hairbrush and now Enj has to track him down Jkjk XD
Dusk, you online?)
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Post by --cato phoenix on Sept 12, 2016 21:43:19 GMT -5
(( I just looked at her profile and it says she was on 11 hours ago, hopefully she'll be back soon. ))
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Bisexual
Iceclaw
You can kill me, but you will never destroy me.
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Post by Iceclaw on Sept 12, 2016 22:05:05 GMT -5
That's good! I finally decided to do my hw too. Physics is going surprisingly easy)
Noctin had just finished banging on one of the recipient's door for a solid minute before getting a response. The guy wasn't exactly friendly, and ended up cussing him out, threatening all sorts of painful deaths if the letter was even a little wet. Noctin rolled his eyes and handed the letter to him, doing his best to remain civil. He was rewarded with a few more curses and the door slamming in his face.
Sighing, Noctin turned away and trotted further down the street. This next person had better have some manners. Before he got there though, he caught sight of a familiar dark cloak. His stomach dropped. What was he doing here? Casting a glance around to make sure they were alone, Noctin strode past the cloaked figure as if he hadn't even seen them, then rounded a corner. He stood in the dark, even more wet alleyway and waited.
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Post by »ƑαƖcση on Sept 12, 2016 22:15:57 GMT -5
( Sounds good, Lark Go for it )
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Post by Razzle Dazzle on Sept 12, 2016 22:24:55 GMT -5
(Hey guys! :3 What's going on?)
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Post by HᥲꙆƒꙆɩɠᖾt on Sept 12, 2016 22:48:24 GMT -5
Eleanor was chewing her orange thoughtfully, finishing the last piece. "Really? What a coincidence!" she gasped. "Do you have the dream where you're at a party, and your friend who was supposed to bring a dessert dish forgot and you don't have any dessert?" Apparently this was a common one for the jester. Calypso couldn't help but giggle at that question. "Not quite." She had finished her fruit too, reaching up and rubbing her chin in thought. "Buuut... I do vaguely remember having one where I was in some sort of area full of these little sticks with yummy smelling brown stuff on them." The dancer seemed to almost begin drooling as she tried to remember the sweet smell. She had never been much into candy and the like, but this had struck a cord in her. Though like a lot of her strange feelings lately, she knew not why.
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Post by Razzle Dazzle on Sept 12, 2016 23:04:51 GMT -5
Eleanor gasped again, so swiftly she nearly choked. She did cough for a second, reducing the level of drama in her realization. "I've had that dream too!" she said in a hushed whisper. She vaulted over the couch and sat down there. "Do you think they're related?" she asked. She seemed enchanted by the idea. "I've... definitely had this dream. And in it, I'm surrounded by people I know. But I don't know them. I just know that I know them." She raised her head slightly. She left out the part about how sometimes in these dreams, she could see.
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Post by »ƑαƖcση on Sept 12, 2016 23:06:25 GMT -5
( I guess lark poofed? Is anyone open?)
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Post by Ver Million on Sept 12, 2016 23:16:43 GMT -5
(IM HERE NOW!!)
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Post by HᥲꙆƒꙆɩɠᖾt on Sept 12, 2016 23:24:54 GMT -5
(Hey dusk!)
Calypso's eyes widened when she heard that Eleanor had had that exact same dream. "I...Er...Have no idea." She sighed. Wasn't there a superstition that people who had the same dream where in some way bound to each other? "You...don't know the others that were there, but you know that you know them?" She felt crazy saying that, but she felt similar. "I didn't feel like I knew a lot of the faces, but there was a few..."
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Post by »ƑαƖcση on Sept 12, 2016 23:24:55 GMT -5
( heyyyyy )
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Post by Ver Million on Sept 12, 2016 23:25:03 GMT -5
(Hey guys! How are you?)
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Post by »ƑαƖcση on Sept 12, 2016 23:33:40 GMT -5
"I suppose she is..." Riliane agreed, slightly worried that the younger princess would enter her room without permission and borrow her things. Maybe she should have asked somebody to guard her room? Relieved that the rain was gradually coming to an end since she had forgotten her umbrella, she couldn't help but smile. "It's their job to work in the gardens, so they shouldn't be complaining," She answered petulantly, "Well, at least the roses are enjoying the rain." "That makes one of us." Daniel chuckled, reigning in Phantom as they neared the marketplace. "I myself like to stay dry whenever possible." The knight pulled up short as a street urchin dashed right in front of him, his horse whinnying and almost rising up into a rear. "Watch it!" Daniel shouted, watching the boy disappear around a corner. He brought Phantom back to a brisk walk and caught up to the carriage. "Which shop would you like to visit today your highness?"
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Post by Razzle Dazzle on Sept 12, 2016 23:34:12 GMT -5
Eleanor sat up in her spot. "I know what you mean!" she said excitedly. Then the girl sighed and crossed her arms. "I can't remember if you were in my dream... Wouldn't that be interesting?" She was smiling widely. She reached backward to the taboret and picked another orange, holding it out to offer it to Calypso.
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Post by HᥲꙆƒꙆɩɠᖾt on Sept 12, 2016 23:48:02 GMT -5
Calypso shook her head at the offer of another orange. "No thanks." She replied. "Hmm. I don't know about being in others dreams." The dancer admitted, rubbing the back of her nack awkwardly. "That would either be interesting or... weird." Squeezing her eyes closed, she tried to recall if she had seen Eleanor in hers. But she came up blank. "You know, I don't recall seeing you ether." Deciding to lighten the mood a bit, "Maaaybe, your just not that memorable." Calypso poked fun at the jester, sticking her tongue out at her.
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Post by Razzle Dazzle on Sept 12, 2016 23:52:34 GMT -5
Nore scoffed and waved one hand. "I can't believe you would say such a thing!" she huffed, but she was smiling. After Calypso declined the orange offer, the jester began peeling it herself, chomping down on a few slices. "This place is so dreary, it's depressing," she complained with a sigh, getting up off the couch and feeling around, as if getting accustomed to her surroundings. She still wore her bright red, garish outfit.
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Post by Ver Million on Sept 12, 2016 23:57:30 GMT -5
Riliane pursed her lips as she watched the beggars and street urchins from outside her window. Why did they always get in her way? Restraining the urge to sigh, she beamed back at Daniel. "Hm...I wouldn't mind looking at the boutiques," She admitted sunnily, imaging herself wearing a lovely, elegant dress, and garnering attention and praise from the nobles.
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Post by --cato phoenix on Sept 12, 2016 23:57:33 GMT -5
(( Back, sorry I poofed. What's going on in the rp atm? ))
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