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@disqus_NnFUI30kih a year ago
Welp, it's back to the grind for me! I've been trying to work on the line reading but I can't figure out how to post audio on here, can anybody help?
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Pyrogue • a year ago
I know nothing about posting audio on Disqus but I've been meaning to ask whether your username is based on the song by Halestorm? I'm a fan of the band, if it is.
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Pyrogue • a year ago
Yes, yes it is! Welcome to the forum my fellow Daughter of Darkness! And always remember:
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Or, know you, tell me about it....because I'm the Mod and I can ban their ass.
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RBDECEPTICON17 • a year ago
You can post audio on Tumblr, and then link to it on here, Mz. Hyde. X3
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Mz.Hyde Mod  RBDECEPTICON17 • a year ago
Well, I knew this day would come.....guess it's time to get a Tumblr page.
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RBDECEPTICON17  Mz.Hyde • a year ago
Have fun with that, Mz Hyde. X3
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Mz.Hyde Mod  RBDECEPTICON17 • a year ago
I should make the little intro for my profile REALLY controversial to create more cite traffic! Let's see....
Female/Bi/Chaotic Good/Conservative/ Animal Lover/ There are only 2 genders FITE MEH/J&H Fan/Musical Lover
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Setae  Mz.Hyde • a year ago
Dude, you have no idea what you're inviting with that bio.
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Setae • a year ago • edited
Oh I DO know! I go to a liberal arts university (although it's not as bad here as others)! XDDDDX
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Setae  Mz.Hyde • a year ago • edited
Well, up to you. I'd say Tumblr is atleast on the level of a 'bad' liberal arts university.
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Setae • a year ago
I'll have to think about it. But the big difference between me and Tumblrites is that I know there are more important things in life than some random stranger's social media page. To quote Gordan Ramsey: If you can't take the heat, stay out of the kitchen!
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RBDECEPTICON17  Mz.Hyde • a year ago
Don't forget being a member of the KKK or the westboro baptist church, that'll really get you all the controversy you could ever dream of! XDDDDD
But seriously, don't do that, I don't want you getting hurt, Mz. Hyde. :3
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Setae  RBDECEPTICON17 • a year ago
That'd be instant doxxing or something (being bi and in the Westboro church is a weird combination though)
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Mz.Hyde Mod  RBDECEPTICON17 • a year ago
I dunno....I would get a LOT of responses to laugh at!
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Wizardblizzard  Mz.Hyde • a year ago
Other options: 
There's a site called Clyp.it where you can post 
audio files, I don't know any more about it than that but I've seen 
several other players use it. 
Or you can do what I do with random 
files of any type that need hosting and throw them directly into your 
own chunk of free web space that almost certainly came with your 
internet access, but for that you'll need a program called FileZilla (or
some other FTP program but that's the one I use and I know it's easy) 
and your ISP password.
Well done you getting around to recording the lines, knew you could do it!
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Jekyll1886 • a year ago
((Helen Jekyll The Fox A continuation of Midnight. It's Helen's turn.))
Helen Jekyll Jekyll1886 • a day ago
Hela glanced sidelong at Malemi but said nothing to him, her expression reflecting the misery she’d experienced that morning.
“I think warmed milk and...dry toast,” she answered quietly as her stomach gave a low rumble, dropping her gaze to the floor.
The Fox Helen Jekyll • a day ago
" I take some tea if you will. "
He gave Lewis one last nuzzle before trotting into the kitchen and curling up on the tabletop, closing one eye while he watched Hela with the other.
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"As you wish," said Lewis with an efficient nod.
He walked into the kitchen and had soon prepared their requests.
"Here we are," he said, setting them on the table.
He made a cup of tea for himself and leaned against the counter as he drank it.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
Hela rested in a chair at the table with her knees drawn up to her chest, nibbling on the slice of toast she held in her left hand.
With her right, she traced the patterns of grains in the wood, a distant look in her eyes.
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The Fox  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
With a flick of his ear, Malemi accepted his tea and lapped it contently. He watched Hela nibble at her toast, curious at what had happened.
He paused, licking his lips and curling his tail, before breaking the silence.
" So is she going to stay the night? "
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The Fox  The Fox • a year ago
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago
"If necessary," Weir answered Malemi. "Though only if you want to," he added, addressing Hela. "I do hope to resolve some things at the Society, though. Can I do anything more for either of you before I go?"
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
Hela shook her head to clear it when she was addressed, blinking away images of massive oak trees and cool green shadows they cast.
“Blankets? I... I would like a few...” Her voice was uncharacteristically soft.
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The Fox  Helen Jekyll • a year ago • edited
The cat-beast blinked, unsure of her tone. It seemed that the hunter here had been kicked a down a peg. Which made it all the more curious why he even cared.
Malemi tucked an ear back before sitting up and addressing Weir.
" I'm fine for now, thank you. "
He glanced to Hela.
" I can offer you my blanket if you like. "
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago
"There are also some on the bed upstairs, if you'd like to rest for a bit," added Lewis.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“I think I’ll do that, “ Hela said, nodding her thanks and understanding to Lewis before looking to Malemi rather nervously, “You... mean it...?”
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The Fox  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
" I did it last time, no? "
He cocked his head with a short purr.
" Why not now? So long as you don't mind a few bits of fur I don't see a problem. "
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago
"Very good then," said Lewis with a nod to them both, his gaze more reassuring as he looked to Hela.
"I'll be back as soon as I get things resolved," he promised. He walked to the coat rack and donned his paletot. "Wish me luck."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
"I just wasn't expecting..." She trailed off as Lewis spoke.
"Best of luck," Hela obliged, swallowing audibly, "I hope you're back soon."
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The Fox  Helen Jekyll • a year ago • edited
" Stay safe. "
Malemi jumped down and pushed his head against his hand, crossing in front of him.
" Should you need me, you have my calling stone. "
With a sniff, he sat back and let Lewis pass, his tail curl round his hands.
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Jekyll1886  The Fox • a year ago • edited
"Thank you," he replied to them both.
"That I do," he said to Malemi.
He left the key with Hela and bade them farewell.
Arriving at the Society, he decided to run some tests on Hela's blood sample, then search the place top to bottom to see if anything looked amiss.
He also mentally communicated with Charricthran, enquiring whether he might assist him in some way, given Dr. Prince's earlier haste.
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Jekyll1886  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
Hela put the key in her pocket once Lewis had left, and finished off the last of her milk.
For awhile, she merely sat quietly, still grasping the glass and her shoulders hunched.
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The Fox  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
Malemi licked his fur while he waited for her to finish up in the kitchen. Eventually, he slipped in, curious about the quiet that had come over her.
He mewled out quietly.
" Is there anything I can do for you?
I can show you the bed if you like. "
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Helen Jekyll  The Fox • a year ago
Hela raised her gaze to peer at him, then slowly shook her head ‘no’.
“I’ve... been by it before. Not hard to find,” She explained, rising to put away her dishes.
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The Fox  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
" N-nevermind then. "
His tail twitched, a faint sour tone entering his voice.
" I'll just get my blanket and move it there then. "
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Helen Jekyll  The Fox • a year ago • edited
Hela cringed at the change in his voice, as if she feared he’d strike her.
“You don’t... have to, I can... can grab it on my way up.”
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The Fox  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
" No, It's fine. "
His tail began to swing side to side. He stalked out of the kitchen, not waiting for a reply. It wasn't so much that he was frustrated with her, though his dislike still hung fresh in his mind.
It was more that he simply didn't know what he ought to be doing, what she could do, and whether or not he should watch over her like before. Combine that with the change of demeanor.
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Helen Jekyll  The Fox • a year ago
Hela drew in a deep breath, releasing it slowly as she reminded herself that Lewis would never have left her alone with Malemi if he wasn’t positive it was safe.
Still, I wish he were here, She thought, swallowing the lump in her throat.
After taking a few more moments to try and collect herself, she cautiously left the kitchen, headed for the stairs to Lewis’s bedroom.
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The Fox  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
Just as she entered, Malemi's tail vanished upstairs, his blanket dragging behind him.
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Helen Jekyll  The Fox • a year ago
Hela hesitated, then reluctantly began to follow him up.
Here’s to hoping he won’t think I’m cornering him...
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The Fox  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
In the bedroom, Malemi went about pulling the blanket onto the bed, keeping an ear out for the approaching Hela. Gingerly, he tried to fold it like he had seen Lewis do before, straightening out wrinkles and putting corner to corner.
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Helen Jekyll  The Fox • a year ago
Hela stopped in the doorway to watch him for a little while.
“I... thank you... for being nice... and helpful,” She murmured softly once he’d nearly finished, dipping her head, “I know... I wasn’t all that great last time I was here... and I’m sorry for that...”
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The Fox  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
" I-it's alright... "
'I'm sorry'?
That wasn't he was expecting from her. For a moment, there was the thought that she had actually learned her lesson last time she was here, that she couldn't bite without consequences. It seemed plausible enough if it weren't for her chosen profession.
Humility was not a trait of the cruel, especially not those who chose to slay their fellows.
He blinked from his thoughts and returned her nod.
" Last time doesn't matter so long as you don't make it matter. "
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Helen Jekyll  The Fox • a year ago • edited
Hela tried and failed to mask her confusion at his response, staring at him blankly.
After a few moments of silence, her brain lurched clumsily back into action.
“I... okay, I’ll do my best... not to, I guess.”
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The Fox  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
" Good. I'll leave you be then. "
Before the situation could get anymore awkward, Malemi darted out of the room, leaving her to own devices...
Sort of anyways.
Once he was out of sight, he went up the wall and settled above the doorway and listened in.
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Helen Jekyll  The Fox • a year ago
Hela released a pent up breath and stepped inside the room, closing the door behind her.
The dresser on her left looked as though it'd make for an easy way to barricade the room's only entrance shut... but she doubted it'd last long, if it ever had to be used.
Her steps dragging, Hela took the spare linens from the dresser and arranged them on bed so as to appear as if someone was half curled up and sleeping, before closing the curtains for good measure.
Satisfied with her work (or at least, too tired to bother improving on it), she took Malemi's blanket and squirmed her way beneath the bed.
There, she took more comfort in the fact that she could potentially remain hidden, than the cramped nature of the space.
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The Fox  Helen Jekyll • a year ago • edited
" What is she doing? "
Malemi fidgeted impatiently, his ears pressed as close to the wall as possible. What was with all this rustling? Did she climb into the bed yet or is she waiting? What is she waiting for? Did she know he was here?
He sniffed.
No she doesn't. She can't know that.
The cat-beast smirked to himself.
At the very least, he still had that advantage, exception being Lewis who wasn't here.
He slithered down from the wall and sat in front of the door. Leaning forward, he gave a cautious sniff before stepping forward and pushing the door open.
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Helen Jekyll  The Fox • a year ago
Hela lay staring into the darkness, looking forward to getting rest after her Hellish morning.
While Lewis had awakened her from some symblance of sleep, it was obvious from the fatigue plaguing her thoughts and movements that her time unconscious had done little good. She didn’t even have a way of knowing if she was out for several hours or only half of one, with the gap in her memory...
A quiet sob escaped her, then another, and soon she was weeping without restraint into her hands, the full realization of what happened dawning on her.
She could’ve died, or suffered far worse.
She had been at the mercy of some unknown assailent, who could have done anything with her while she was unconscious.
And she didn’t even know when it happened...
Or how she got to be like that...
Or even what she had done to be left in danger’s wake once more, petrified.
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The Fox  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
His ears perked up at the sound of sobbing.
With silent footfalls, he crept forward, coming up to the side of the bed and settling down. In some vague way, he pitied her. It couldn't be put to words, or even understood. It was an odd compassion that ran through him, something that was borderline human.
He looked up at the crude facsimile of her form in the bed. Malemi thought back to his victims, how he would have taken joy in the fear he inspired. He thought back to how they tried to hide, hoping he would pass them by.
How could he ask for the trust of one human when he sought their fear before?
Malemi looked away, ears tucked back.
With a cough, he peered underneath the bed.
" Hela? That was you're name right? "
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Helen Jekyll  The Fox • a year ago
At the sound of the cough and the flash from Malemi's reflective eyes in the darkness, Hela went rigid as the floor she laid on, the air vanishing from her lungs. The want to cry was utterly shattered by the unexpected company.
Trembling, she drew the blanket the beast had loaned her up to her nose, staring wide-eyed at the two shimming spheres.
"Y... Y-Yes..."
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The Fox  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
Malemi winced at her reaction, a quiet guilt creeping into his chest. He gave her a moment to calm herself before continuing.
" I-I just want to tell you...
You don't have to be afraid me. "
His gaze dropped to the floor as he did the one thing beasts never do.
" I haven't killed thousands of people. Ever since I met Lewis, I've only killed one person, and that was so long ago.
My claws have dulled, my teeth don't tear, and I don't keep my guard up like I should. I sleep on cushions and I have a favorite blanket
I am no longer the beast i was meant to be. "
He peeked back at her, anxiety clear by his restless tail and his tapping claw.
" That said, I can stand my ground when I need to and protect those I care for. "
His ears tucked back.
" If you like, I could lay with you and keep watch for anything.
No deals, no marks, just that. "
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Helen Jekyll  The Fox • a year ago
“Y-You...”
Hearing the tremor in her own voice, she fell silent, swallowing hard.
Hela considered his offer for a moment.
It seemed like he was trying to make up before, and extend a sort of truce.
With a quiet nod, she agreed to the arrangement.
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Tairais  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
Charricthran's response was limited to a singular wordless assurance that all was well, found in the flash of a too-bright-toothed smile and the sensation of a promise trapped between the teeth.
He'd explain more, later.
Richard found him tangled up in a mess of wire, chain, and cloth, spitting curses in a handful of tongues that weren't at all native to Earth. The moment Charricthran saw him, the cursing ceased and was instead replaced by a smile as bitter and furious as it was panicked and relieved.
"Charmin', you're here. Now help me down 'fore I find I've lost my bleedin' mind, ta!"
Richard felt a smile slither its way onto his face, then slide off just as quickly. If Charricthran couldn't free himself of his own accord, then it was because he was truly afraid of something. Or, at the very least, too preoccupied with something else to slip past the boundaries of being a physical entity to his own mind.
The matter was quickly solved with the glint of a quick knife. Charricthran grinned as if he were standing over something particularly bloody, and not covered in the remnants of fabric and metal.
"Thanks, kid. Give me 'bout.. ten, fifteen minutes ta float down from that, an' I'll be able ta chat proper. Grab a chair an' drink if you like, it's ta be a bit o' a long one."
"Certainly. Would you care for anything, or?"
"Nah, I'll stand for the bit. Quite enough time doin' the opposite today if ya couldn't see."
With a nod, Richard went to do as he was told, leaving Charricthran to pick up the shattered pieces of memory that had sliced at his psyche in the wake of a rather unfortunate incident with an enchanted chandelier and the curtains in the adjacent room.
He grabbed the sides of his head and sank to the floor, breathing carefully against bright memory.
All would be well. There were plenty of other things to be concerned about. Confrontations and chess maneuvers made up the bulk of his worries.
They just seldom involved others than himself as collateral.
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Jekyll1886  Tairais • a year ago • edited
Lewis gave Charricthran the mental equivalent of a nod, and continued with his investigations.
He ran an extensive battery of tests on the blood sample he'd collected from Hela--chemical, alchemical, neo-alchemical, biological...every technique he'd ever learned or discovered in the course of his many, many years of study.
Whoever had injected Hela had used a plant-derived chemical--a benzodiazepine--not dissimilar in substance and function to flunitrazepam...better known in future times as Rohypnol. While still a central nervous system depressant, this particular sample did not correspond to any known earthly derivations. More than that, its alchemical properties told Lewis it hadn't come from this dimension.
Who the BLOODY HELL mucked with MY GRANDDAUGHTER? he thought with coldly seething fury, like an ice-bound volcano rumbling slowly back to life.
The tests done, Weir resolved to check Hela's room for any additional clues. The door was shut. Leo and Aurora were inside.
Lepus, however, was not--a red flag if ever Weir'd seen one.
He searched the Society, looking for the rabbit, and finally found him in a quiet corner of the kitchen. He bent down to scoop the little fellow up...and discovered Hela's knife on the floor in the process.
Bloody Hell...she'd never leave that behind! Nor Lepus!
It occurred to him she must have gone to the kitchen for some greens, as was her wont...and that something had obviously happened to her here. Something unexpected and incapacitating enough to make her drop her knife and abandon her precious pet. Given that there didn't seem to be other signs of struggle, and given that she hadn't had other injuries, he concluded the injection might well have taken place in the kitchen itself. But at whose hand?
Lewis picked up the blade and the bunny and returned the latter to the cage in Hela's room.
He closed her door, leaned against it, and pondered his next move.
He decided to ask the lodgers if they'd witnessed anything out of the norm last night regarding the kitchen.
Eventually, he found himself at Elias's--sometimes Oliver's--door.
He knocked three times.
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chatterghosts  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
There was a panicked shuffle of things behind the door, and then dead silence.
“... Who is it?”
It was Oliver’s voice — definitively meek and hard to hear.
And very, very afraid.
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Jekyll1886  chatterghosts • a year ago • edited
"Just Lewis," Weir answered in a reassuring tone. "Sorry to startle you, Oliver," he apologized. "Do you have a moment?"
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chatterghosts  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“Um— yes, yes, just a moment.”
There was a minute more of movements and rearrangements behind the door before it opened. Oliver stared up at Lewis with a small, mousy expression. “Yes?”
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Jekyll1886  chatterghosts • a year ago • edited
"There's been an...incident," said Lewis quietly. "Would it be alright to come in and talk for a bit? The safety of a lodger is at stake."
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chatterghosts  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
Oh my God, he killed a Lodger?
Oliver felt his face flush hot, though he stepped back and opened the door, giving a hurried sweep of his hand in invitation for Lewis to enter.
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Jekyll1886  chatterghosts • a year ago
"Thank you."
Only once the door was shut behind him did Lewis continue.
"It's regarding what happened last night," he confided in a hushed tone. "I was hoping you could tell me anything you might know."
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Jekyll1886 • a year ago
((The Fox Tairais Setae Helen Jekyll A continuation of Hogmanay! Turn order: Fox, Tai, Astrid, Helen, 86.))
Jekyll1886 Helen Jekyll • 3 days ago
Lewis was surprised but pleased by the bear hug--it certainly beat dealing with Callum in the capacity of Orin's minion all to Hell. Tonight was to be a friendly night, then.
New Year, new start, Weir hoped, though he knew the odds were against it.
He laughed as Callum released him.
"Not the city entire--just these braziers," he said, offering one to him. "We're doin' fire tricks as they do in Stonehaven--ring in the New Year an' all that. I thought I was fancy with my twin figure eights, but Charricthran here's taken it to a whole new level," he explained. "'Course, I've no magic, so there y' are," he said with a chortle. "We're goin' to toss 'em in the river when we get there--still keepin' hold o' the chains, o' course--no sense wastin' braziers."
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He took the brazier with a curious glance at Lewis, testing its weight with a swing.
" Is that so? "
In the depths of his soul, something joyous grew, something long forgotten to the Host. Callum chuckled as he gave the chain a twirl, the fire at the bottom whirling around like a brilliant spiral. WHy hadn't he heard of Hogmanay before? He must've at least seen people doing this before.
" Heheh... "
Callum's brow wrinkled in thought. It was hard to remembering things sometimes. One moment he'd be doing one thing, the next Orin calls him and when he's done with that, he can't recall what he was doing before. It was never too troubling. It's not like he was even doing anything important, usually drinking himself to sleep or loitering around alleyways, watching people pass-by.
Sometimes though, he would try and remember. It would always be something that suddenly came to mind or some miscellaneous item that stayed in his thoughts.
And always, it would evade his grasp. Nothing would rise out of the perpetual fog his mind seemed to be in.
Speaking of which, that was the case now. He couldn't recall celebrating a Hogmanay before nor anybody close to him doing so. Perhaps it was a Lowland custom.
He shook his head and brushed his hair back.
" This seems fun and all. I hope you all have a good time shooting phoenixes up and doing triple eights. "
He went to hand the brazier back when the flicker of the fire made him pause.
" Would you mind if I joined you? I could due with some good company right now. "
Tairais The Fox • 2 days ago
"No objections from me, kid, but ain't my call!"
Charricthran's fingertips flickered slightly, as if they remembered darkness should flee before the light. He shook his hand and they settled, but not before the jovial gleam in his eyes hardened slightly.
Best to step off that, then.
He breathed a chuckle and shook his head. All would be well.
Astrid Schou Tairais • a day ago
"Fair warning for you if you do though, I'm sick and infectious" Astrid said to Callum with a cheerful smile. "Not lethal, but just in case you don't also want to be in that state"
Helen Jekyll Astrid Schou • a day ago
Hela kept silent, though the sullen glare she gave Callum’s chest (it wouldn’t do to make eye contact and ruin the enchantment) made her position on the matter clear.
She preferred to play with fire around as few people as possible.
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"Why do you think I handed you a brazier?" said Lewis with a laugh. "Of course you're welcome to join us!" he exclaimed, giving Callum a friendly slap on the back.
"Now come on, everyone--let's get this party movin' again!"
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
Callum laughed with Lewis.
" I should've figured! Hell, must be the cold numbing my skull. "
He gave Lewis a playful shove and stepped back, give his brazier a good spin. He briefly looked around at the rest before giving a holler.
" Lead on Captain! "
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The Fox  The Fox • a year ago
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Tairais  The Fox • a year ago
Charricthran took the moment to slip to the back of the group as unobtrusively as he could manage while holding a bright ball of fire. There was a certain wavering quality to his surroundings the longer that he focused on... well, everything. That wasn't to say he was in danger, per se, rather that that same 'everything' was slightly off-putting.
Too bright, perhaps. But then, he could maneuver in sunlight perfectly fine, could channel flames on his own just fine.
He shook the thoughts away with a slight huff of breath and a weary chuckle. He was probably just burying old worries too deep; old fears and memories tended to pile on top of each other when left unattended.
With that final thought, he stilled his mind and focused on enjoying the procession. He wasn't about to let himself ruin what little happiness he could sink his talons into if he could help it!
That being said, time spent in the dark-quiet spots around London would likely help, later. Things were getting the sickly-soft sort of bright.
He put the brightness in his smile and left it there. Nothing was wrong, and nothing would be wrong- it was Hogmanay, and to the whole outside world, he was lit up with festive cheer!
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Setae  Tairais • a year ago
Astrid followed suit, refocusing on not burning himself again, occasionally glancing up to look at the others in the procession.
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Helen Jekyll  Setae • a year ago • edited
Hela huffed under her breath but resumed swinging the brazier in careful arcs, though there was a certain jerkiness to the movement.
He’s bloody friends with half the city, She thought with a sour look at Lewis’s back.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
They sang Auld Lang Syne all the way down to the Thames, the song picking up pace as they did, the tempo and the fire-swinging growing more frenzied and energetic the closer they got to the river.
On the final line, Lewis cast his brazier into the water, extinguishing the flames--and with them all the ill energies of the preceding year.
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The Fox  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
It was almost like he belonged there.
The fire, the company, the singing.
His heart felt as though it wanted to burst, his legs wanted to run forever, his soul wanted howl and holler. Though he didn't know the words, he sang the chorus, each word fueled by the infinite love and cheer for life.
He twirled his brazier with surprising control and speed. He spun, he danced, he even did a few tricks, wrapping the chain around his arm and throwing the brazier up and jerking it back down into another spin up. Each time, got more height, stopping when he could go no higher.
It was a complete change in character. The Callum parading with them was not the same Callum they knew.
Never had he felt so elated. Not when he was hunting, not when he fighting...never.
Never had he felt so himself.
When they reached the river, he ran out and threw his brazier as far as he could, a wild, fearsome howl erupting from his lungs. A series of whoops follow after, laughter cutting in between each one.
His eyes shined with joyous energy, his mind still bathing in the heat of Hogmanay.
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Tairais  The Fox • a year ago
Charricthran sang, even though the sound of his own voice in his ears caused his smile to grimace slightly.
Now's a real good time ta fall-inta-self.
He paused for a handful of notes to make sure he was a safe distance away from all others in the procession. Slowly but surely, but quick enough so as not to fall too far behind, his movements lengthened, growing fluid, growing graceful. Like the flames themselves, he leaped and bowed, moving forward in small circles. Cycles of rising, falling, and tumbling hand over hand- the brazier always stayed aloft, moving in vertical circles as he moved in horizontal.
Yet where Callum exploded with energy and joy, Charricthran grew gentle and thoughtful. He remembered all the white-hot moments of irritation-pain-grief-guilt-regret- fear that burned in the back of his eyes.
He remembered them, and they fell into the steady wreath of flames.
He fell further into memory the longer they walked, stepping into the graceful dances of the Valignataepir, stepping into the routines he learned for festivals, stepping into the showmanship of circuses long since dismantled into ash and dust.
The brazier and all its flames became and extension of himself, wrapping, wreathing, twisting, twining. Heat and metal and shadow all became a singular vessel for remembrance, a singular vessel for seeing and reflecting within himself, a singular vessel for understanding.
He could hear the murmuring Whispers of the drowned river before people began to throw their braziers in. Slow circles gradually shifted into a gently bouncing walk, every fourth step or so punctuated by a graceful sweeping motion with a hand or foot.
He dragged close what dark and light needed to be cleansed. As they had always done.
Finally, finally when they came to a stop by the river, Charricthran took a few moments to pretend to breathe and truly, simply be. He let the noise of Callum's jubilation wash over him until he heard eyes shine bright as his own.
Then, he let the energy of the fire rush forth from him in a single fluid motion, tossing the brazier into the Whisper-roaring river. As it fell, and as he twined the chain around his arm to keep from losing the whole thing proper, he felt some of the weight around his shoulders lessen.
Not forgotten, not dishonored. Treasured, remembered, learned. Put to use.
A gentle grin curved its way across his face as he chuckled, deep, croaking, cawing, loud: He was happy, in the simplest, kindest, and purest sort.
'Lotoc.'
(( I got distracted and doodled some pictures of Char playing with fire, so uh, happy Hogmanay!...? ))
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Setae  Tairais • a year ago
((Dude, awesome!))
Astrid tried his best to keep up with the song and fire dance, but his throat was somewhat sore and he ended up whispering most of it. His attention went to the others, Callum and Charrichthran especially, so that he nearly forgot about his own brazier until they were at the river. He tossed it in and thought of a New Years' Resolution for himself: discover a fast-acting sedative for water sprites.
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Setae  Setae • a year ago
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Helen Jekyll  Setae • a year ago
((Sorry! I didn’t see the notification for this.))
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Helen Jekyll  Setae • a year ago
Hela began to grow more at ease despite the extra party member, struggling to replicate the tricks around her with a grin and an easy laugh whenever it didn’t quite go as planned.
Thankfully, she managed not to burn anyone else or herself (though she had considered trying to set a building or two on fire), and when it finally came time to toss the flames into the river, she was breathless and giddy.
That wasn’t half bad, She decided, pulling the chain on her brazier to bring it up again.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago • edited
Lewis hoisted his brazier up, out of the water. His smile was relaxed, his muscles pleasantly tired, his mind at ease.
For once, something had gone right. Even this dimension couldn't put a damper on Hogmanay, it seemed.
((Everyone's welcome to do or not do whatever they like from this point on. The major festivities are over. Thanks to all who chose to participate! ^_^ ))
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Tairais • a year ago
(( Helen Jekyll Jekyll1886 and chatterghosts, we're over here now because I don't want to make 90000000 'Kerstas' discussions and get on everyone's nerves ^^"
Helen Jekyll:
Helen returned to her seat, glancing every so often at where Charricthran has disappeared.
“I really should ask him how he manages that sometime...”
Tairais:
Three was... less than pleased that he was planning to chase a vampire and a wendigo through their city. It was understandable, really- they were the one that had to keep peace between the Courts in Venice, after all.
Their conversation quickly turned to a thunderstorm above the city. Shouts were punctuated by thunder and bolts of lightning, and what few words weren't shouts fell in sheets of rain against the glass windows of every building.
It seemed as if they would be 'talking' for quite some time.
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It's Doodle's go /o/ ))
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chatterghosts  Tairais • a year ago • edited
Elias accepted the volumes with a small but grateful dip of his head and took a seat, then lifting his gaze to the windows as the rain began to come down in peals.
He shrugged, simply taking it for poor weather, and shifted his attention back to the books before him. “So, what are we searching for, exactly?”
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Jekyll1886  chatterghosts • a year ago
"Vampires' capabilities and--more particularly--weaknesses," informed Lewis. "If you're to face these supernatural beings, you'll need to know all you can about them. We've already delved as deep as possible here regarding wendigos," he said with a glance to Helen's notes. "Fire seems an absolute necessity if you wish to get rid of one for good. Vampires may well be the same, but it never hurts to know additional avenues of attack."
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
“Really, all of it is quite fascinating, though the fact that these creatures are alive and harming others... sorta puts a damper on the whole thing,” Helen commented with a sheepish scratch of her neck, “But, at least the knowledge we’re gathering can assist you.”
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chatterghosts  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
Elias gave no comment on Helen’s ‘fascination’ with vampires, though the way he bristled was suffice to answer for him.
“It’s.. appreciated,” he finally said, separating the stack of volumes and looking them over. “I cannot say how much your time and effort means to me, though I desperately wish I could...”
He allowed his words to taper off as he ordered the books by usefulness, though he only gauged as much by the cover — what could yield the most answers and what wouldn’t. That done, he returned his attention to Hela and Lewis. “The most I can offer in return is my assistance to the both of you, should you ever need it.”
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Helen Jekyll  chatterghosts • a year ago
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Setae  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
((Can't tag down below. Your turn on Hogmanay))
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Jekyll1886  chatterghosts • a year ago • edited
Lewis nodded.
"When we've finished here, I intend to speak with Sinnett about designs for a flame-generator of sorts. Between his knowledge of phlogistonics and mine of chemistry, I dare say we'll come up with something suitable to your purpose--presuming you'd be comfortable wielding such a weapon."
He paused, considering the logistics of a confrontation with Will and Hannibal.
"I know Charricthran's said he can't participate in the actual fighting. Do you know whether Huxley will--and, if so, what his capabilities are?"
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago • edited
Helen noticed Elias’s reaction, immediately falling silent as her stomach gave an unpleasant twist.
What was I thinking? Of course he’d take something like that badly, just consider the circumstances... I should’ve kept my mouth shut.
Picking up the book she had been reading before the others had arrived, she mentally avowed to apologize to Elias later.
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Jekyll1886  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
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chatterghosts  Helen Jekyll • a year ago • edited
“My interactions with Huxley have been...limited by circumstance, in the past,” Elias admitted with a nervous twitch of his hands. “I know he can do quite a bit in the way of warping minds and the like, but you’d have to ask him for yourself if you wanted to know how he fights.”
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Jekyll1886  chatterghosts • a year ago
Lewis nodded.
"I will. The more planning we can do ahead of time, the better our chances of having this turn out well."
We don't need you joining Artemis in the afterlife.
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Helen Jekyll  Jekyll1886 • a year ago
Helen remained buried in the book, quietly taking notes once more.
Perhaps if she worked well enough, it would make up for what she’d said, even if it was just a little, reasoned the voice of her old habits in the corner of her mind.
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Safane Moko • a year ago
so i got redirected to a empty chat? *sighs and blows bangs out of eyes*
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Safane Moko • a year ago
Hello! Welcome to our role-playing forum! If you have any questions about what we do here?
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Safane Moko  Mz.Hyde • a year ago
no i just wanna have fun in rps *cracks knuckles*
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Helen Jekyll  Safane Moko • a year ago • edited
Well, here we have a rather specific formula you have to follow in order to begin writing in any stories.
I don’t suppose you’ve read Sabrina Cotugno’s The Glass Scientists?
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Safane Moko  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
...id have to say i didn't
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Helen Jekyll  Safane Moko • a year ago
Then I’m afraid you’ll be at quite the disadvantage until you do, as our entire theme here revolves around that.
You don’t have to read it, but it is a great comic, and I highly recommend you do, if you want to roleplay on this forum.
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Safane Moko  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
*sighs* ok but couldn't i go with the flow?
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Helen Jekyll  Safane Moko • a year ago
You could perhaps make it work, but before you join in any stories, you’ll have to fill out a character sheet and write a brief paragraph in which your character approaches the Society of Arcane Science’s door, the main setting of all our plot here, which both will have to be posted in an introductory discussion.
Now, there are a few rules regarding the creation of characters, but I’ll let you know if there’s any issues once I see your sheet filled out.
Here are the questions you’ll need to answer, regarding your character:
Character Sheet
What's your character's full name?
What's your favorite quote from you're character?
What do they look like and what's their personality like?
What's their backstory before they came to the society?
Do you have any pictures of them that you drew or found?
Do they have any nicknames?
What do they study at the society?
Do they have any jobs?
What is their age?
Are they human? If not what are they?
Are they single, dating someone, or married?
What's their height?
What's their weight?
Anything else I should know about this character?
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Safane Moko  Helen Jekyll • a year ago
ok -~-
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Helen Jekyll  Safane Moko • a year ago • edited
I think you should know that this forum is driven by thought-out plot and character interactions, with a canon timeline stretching all the way back to its first creation.
Here, we're focusing on writing for the long term, not quick, one-off stories.
So, if that's not your style, I suggest you should try to write elsewhere, where you'll enjoy yourself more.
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Wizardblizzard  Safane Moko • a year ago
Hi Safane Moko, I know it's a lot to take in. 
I have to log off right now but I wouldn't mind RPing 
with you maybe tomorrow. Our channel used to be a lot more informal and
open to random one-off stuff, and I rather miss those days. Have you 
seen the message I posted in the Catch-Up thread in reply to Takashi
Akabane? That partly sums up the kind of thing the channel's about, I 
think. We could try improvising and see where it takes us. Don't jump 
into any already running RPs without asking if it's OK, though.
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Mz.Hyde Mod  Safane Moko • a year ago
Ok! Well, then just start one I guess.
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Tairais • a year ago • edited
(( Nyx Silverfang Chirp chirp my dude ))
((Nyx Silverfang:
Well, it was that or going by a number my whole life, She thought in response, but gave a faint smile nonetheless.
After mentally shaking off the awe that came at the sight of the entrance opening, Nyx tied the jacket around her waist by its sleeves.
"I'll, see you on the other side then."
She reached a hand out and brushed her fingers over the rippling substance.
I could still back out...
Steeling herself, she ducked her head and tucked her wings in, stepping into the entrance.
But then I wouldn't have anything to do today. ))
Charricthran cast a final glance over his surroundings to make sure no stray passerby or would-be interloper would catch a glimpse of the portal where he couldn't throw an illusion over it quickly. The wind didn't Whisper, and so after a moment he let his features morph into something with more feathers and fewer teeth.
He slipped through the portal and closed it to the bright-ice chill of paranoia. He knew better than to consider it seriously, of course: the feeling was a side effect of walking Between and changing his form at the same time.
The two of them stood in what was effectively a very large greenhouse, plants and vines draped over the walls like velvet green curtains. There were tables and chairs scattered throughout the room in hues of red and brown dark enough so as to appear black, the former holding a wide array of what seemed to be pastries and greens, the latter holding twenty or so individuals that best resembled harpies, though they were far more beautiful than the creatures of Greek myth.
Some of them had wings that ended in hand-like talons for their arms, some more closely represented what humans believed to be angels, and others still were decidedly more birdlike than human- much like Wer'Vemud, were it inclined to be closer to Charricthran in height. All wore simple toga-like garments in pastel blues, greens, and purples.
Water bubbled somewhere clear and distant, acting as a backing track for the clink of china and crystal against each other and the murmur of their melodic voices. Charricthran moved to stand by Nyx with his usual wry smirk on his face.
His coat and shirt were gone, his vest buttoned over a great deal of jet black, iridescent feathers that covered whatever skin might have shown. His arms had become wings, much like several of those in the glass room, ending in a hand of talons. Those same feathers appeared in patches up the sides of his neck, and his 'hair' had grown long enough to be tied back in a small ponytail, as it was in that moment.
"Welcome ta the Garden, kid! Lovely place for good food, good chatter, and mostly good company."
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Nyx Silverfang  Tairais • a year ago • edited
"Mostly...?" echoed Nyx quietly, surveying her surroundings with the attention of a hawk, memorizing any entry and exit points, as was her habit.
There were a pair of double glass French doors both in front of her and behind her, leading to the outside, while to each side a hallway lead to another part of the greenhouse-like building.
The one on her left led to another room with a massive fountain, while the right hallway ended in what seemed to be a library-- the only part of the structure that wasn't made of glass.
With the transparent walls and ceiling all around, she had a clear view to the surrounding nighttime landscape, complete with a lush meadow and a forest of pine.
So long as she paid attention, nothing could sneak up on her.
She felt her muscles release a tension held for ten years, smiling despite herself. This place is amazing.
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Tairais  Nyx Silverfang • a year ago
"Well, so long's none o' em get zozzled, they're all pleasant! That bein' 'said, don' think it's late enough in the day for that, so ya should be fine."
It was at this point that one of the harpy-like beings glanced up from their spot in the back of the room and broke into a huge, sharp-toothed grin much like Charricthran's own and gave an excited wave. Their companion at the table was smaller, and more like Nyx in form than the harpy, though not by much.
The harpy had a teardrop-shaped face with a sharp chin, slanted yellow eyes whose borders melded with the black markings around their eyes and on their face, and long, windblown hair. They were perhaps five feet tall, wore a simple red dress with a light blue sash, and had a black-and-white beaded headband, a single ear pierced with what looked to be the fang of some sort of canine, and two anklets made with wooden beads that rested on their taloned feet. Their feathers were much like that of a snowy owl's, and covered just about everything save for their face and a small part of their ankles before the skin shifted into their talons.
The woman next to the harpy was dressed somewhat like a Roman warrior trying to camouflage into the sea, if Roman warriors were six-winged angels with rounded features, a great deal of freckles, skin the color of storm clouds, and wavy hair that defied natural laws of pigmentation and was a deep magenta color.
In short, the only thing Roman-like about her was the design of her outfit. Charricthran didn't know much of the Romans, but he was fairly certain they didn't smile nearly as cheerfully as she did.
Charricthran's grin widened ever so impossibly wider, and he nodded towards the two to point them out to Nyx.
"Found my friends, Osprey. Fancy sayin' hello?"
(( I have pictures! Not mine, cos I never got around to drawing them, but
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Nyx Silverfang  Tairais • a year ago • edited
"I... think I was pretty lucky with my human to bird ratio," murmured Nyx, returning the taloned gesture with a wave of her own.
Living had been difficult with what bird-like features she had already; extra feathers or wings like Charricthran's friends were sporting would've made it impossible.
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