My Christmas tree is up. It actually went up a few weeks ago. It's not a REAL Christmas tree. I mean, it's real ENOUGH. It's not IMAGINARY. If you threw it at someone, it'd hit them. But it's made from assorted plastics and stuff. Also it's black. It looks awesome, but lacks that Christmas tree smell. But I don't mind that. My folks have a real Christmas tree up, and that's where Christmas happens anyway, so who cares if my house doesn't smell of pine needles? Not me. Not really.
Not... really...
Anyway, yes, the tree. It's up. The presents are bought. They're not wrapped, but they're bought. Most of them. Okay, I haven't a clue what to get my dad, but he's a dad. He'll be happy with socks. Fathers are simple creatures.
So... tree up. Presents bought. These are things I set aside time to do, because I needed to set aside time. I've been so busy lately that if I hadn't set aside this time, I just wouldn't get around to it. There are loads of things I just didn't have time for, like sending out Christmas cards. I love sending out cards. I try to combine it with answering all the letters from readers, so when I send off a reply, they get a Christmas card too. How lovely! But not this year. Answering all those letters, sending all those cards, would take two days at a minimum, and they are two days I can't afford to take off writing.
The writing is going well, by the way. I've been focussing on short stories these last three weeks, building up quite a collection of new stuff. Each of these stories will be told in a different "voice" than the one you're used to. You'll see what I mean when you read them.
One thing that I haven't decided on yet are the Christmas Skype calls I was planning on making. Essentially, I was going to take an hour one day and just fit as many three-minute Skype calls into that hour as I could. It seemed like a lovely idea at the time, but I'm not so sure anymore. Not everyone who wanted a call would be available on that hour, and so I'd have to field quite a few complaints. Then there'd be the people who'd want a one-on-one chat, when I'd only be comfortable chatting if there were two or more people in the room with you. Basically, my idea would end up causing a whole lot of hassle that I could really do without, so I just don't know.
Okay then, enough jibber-jabber. I have work to do.
Be cool, my Minions.
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@Adra: That sounds amazing. :) *hugs*
And - no. :P Never.
I have a tendancy to read the posts before commenting, though . . . :P
Wb, Emily! :)
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OMG FIRST COMMENT ON THIS PAGE? I wasn't even trying. *is proud of self*
I usually never do, Star :P
I ask you.
iTunes give me pretty pictures for some genres and not for others. -_- Of course, Rock and Alternative get pretty pictures. Metal just gets the plain iTunes symbol. Is the best genre every to exist on this planet not good enough for you? Is it still not good enough? Is it still not worth that much? It's sorry for the way its life turned out, it's sorry for the smile it's wearing now . . . guess it's still not good enough. (Uh, referencing to Good Enough by Little Mix here.)
But it's annoying. :P
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*She gets on her tippy toes, placing the beads around, working on wrapping them around her tree*
*Checks her watch* He should be here by now..
@Adra: :)
@Emily: We mostly try and avoid it these days so we don't have to dedicate. :P There's this thing called 'doing an Adra', which is getting the last comment on the previous page intentionally in order to force someone else to get first.
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(I am the Queen at pulling Adras. It just happens unintentionally sometimes
Pffffffft I don't play by your rules. I will get first comment purposefully, and enjoy it! Mwahahaha!
(I'm not here, but- *spots Kallista among the first comments and tacklehugs her from across the pages*)
Also sorry for poofting earlier.
Also *hugs all* :)
And probably bye. *waves* )
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Adra, you would be proud of me. :P Just spent the last half an hour listening to music from the 80's.
(Although, you know, you get lots of different music from that time period, like you get lots of different music in most time periods.)
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Hi Emily! Sorry I never introduced myself
@Emily: *laughs* Good luck writing billions of deds, then. XD
Hey Taia! :) *hugs* Fours!
@Adra: You are the Queen. The Empress, even. XD
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:)))))))
Your hand fits in mine
Like it's made just for me
But bear this in mind
It was meant to be
And I'm joining up the dots with the freckles on your cheeks
And it all makes sense to me
I know you've never loved
The crinkles by your eyes
When you smile
You've never loved
Your stomach or your thighs,
The dimples in your back at the bottom of your spine
But I'll love them endlessly
I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if I do
It's you
Oh, it's you they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things
You can't go to bed without a cup of tea
And maybe that's the reason that you talk in your sleep
And all those conversations are the secrets that I keep
Though it makes no sense to me
I know you've never loved
The sound of your voice on tape
You never want
To know how much you weigh
You still have to squeeze into your jeans
But you're perfect to me
I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if it's true
It's you,
It's you they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all these little things
You'll never love yourself half as much as I love you
And you'll never treat yourself right, darling, but I want you to.
If I let you know I'm here for you
Maybe you'll love yourself like I love you, oh.
And I've just let these little things slip out of my mouth
'Cause it's you,
Oh, it's you,
It's you they add up to
And I'm in love with you
And all these little things
I won't let these little things slip out of my mouth
But if it's true
It's you,
It's you they add up to
I'm in love with you
And all your little things
:'))))))))))
Mara, you'd be proud - I only read one random line (and not "and all your little things") from that and knew the song instantly.
@Mara: That's an amazing song. :) Possibly my favourite One Direction song. :)
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Been having major 1D rocks out recently...
@Flora: Aw. :P I didn't. I started reading it, and I was reading it along to the tune, but my brain took a minute to work out which song it was. :P
My brain gets muddled up between songs, anyway . . . sometimes I remember things from an artist, and it takes me ages to work out the specific song. XD
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My sister got me an iTunes card I bought a few songs from Repo the Gentic Opera and I smiled because she loves that movie
@Flora: Yay! :)
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@Zaf: :) :)
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Thank you! I will enjoy my dedications! I shall dedicate this one to me. Full of myself? Whatever do you mean? *slurps cherry coke with superior expression on face*
How come he enjoys himself not me? (I don't know)
How come she smiles a good morning to me?
How do they make a hard day's work easy?
Tell me something I'll put it to the test
Take hold of yourself and you will see
How lucky we are to be free,
Now you take for granted,
Life and country.
How come he jokes with friends but not me?
How can she sing out of tune not me?
How do they find time for kids on Sunday?
I can't express uncalled for agress,
You're in one-way traffic can't you see?
Before a head-on crash steer free,
When if it's too late,
Don't come and cry to me.
How come they get on with but not me?
How can they walk arm-in-arm happily?
How does that old boy dance down the street?
Tell me something I'll put it to the test,
Take hold of yourself and you will see,
How lucky we are to be free,
Now you take for granted,
Life and country.
How come we never get on you and me?
How can we find out the remedy?
How does that old lady's home look neat?
How does that old lady's home look neat?
How does that old lady's home look neat?
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@Emily: *laughs* XD
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Of course, Star :)
And-
..
*hugs Star and Flora*
:))))
@Adra: ..?
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@Mara; *hugs* :)
Monday is a workday
Tuesday's much the same
Wednesday comes and goes away
Thursday's back again
BUT THAT'S JUST HOW DAYS /ARE/ AND ARGHHHH. :)
(Sorry. :P Lyricsspamming.)
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My girl's mad at me
I didn't wanna see the film tonight
I found it hard to say
She thought I'd had enough of her
Why can't she see
She's lovely to me?
But I like to stay in
And watch TV on my own
Every now and then
My girl's mad at me
Been on the telephone for an hour
We hardly said a word
I tried and tried but I could not be heard
Why can't I explain?
Why do I feel this pain?
Coz everything I say
She doesn't understand
She doesn't realise
She takes it all the wrong way
My girl's mad at me
We argued just the other night
I thought we'd got it straight
We talked and talked until it was light
I thought we'd agreed
I thought we'd talked it out
Now when I try to speak
She says that I don't care
She says I'm unaware
And now she says I'm weak
(And I'm sorry
But these lyrics just describe things so well
And misunderstandings and arghhh
And normally I just think all this in the car
But I'm not in the car because I can listen to the CD on the laptop now
So you have to hear it
Sorry. :P)
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Zydrafe xD
It's the 21st century cure! Its quick its clean its Zydrate!
This tree is too damn tall
Man
Hi!
Hai Tia
i knew a boy who liked to draw,
he drew pictures that nobody saw,
he was most artistic late at night,
in the bathroom,
out of sight,
he kept a secret no one knew,
he didn't tell a soul,
and his gallery grew,
his drawings were different,
no paper or pen,
but needed a bandage now and again,
we stood by the river, under the stars,
he rolled up his sleeves and showed me his scars,
he felt embarrassed and looked down at his shoes,
then i rolled up my sleeves and whispered,
"i draw too."
Sorry I'm like... not here... *is playing guitar like a total boss*
Hehe, I'd post lyrics too (for the songs I'm playing) but... I have a very different music taste to you... c:
Hello Tia
Anyone here got Kik? Please add Tia_Halcyon
Like dynamite forests
@Kal: We love you too. *hugs* Have a good Christmas!!!! :) :) :)
@Emily: My music tastes vary slightly. But post whatever you like. :P Mara loves One Direction, I love metal, you can love whatever you like and if anyone has a go at you for it, I'll have a go at them.
Hey Tia! :) I don't have it, sorry. :(
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@Kal: Haha, I typo loads. :)
Well, I typo less now I have spellcheck, because I notice when I typo now and correct it, but still . . .
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Kallie! I miss you so much! *hugs*
@Zaf and Ka;: OH MY GOSH THAT'S SUCH A GOOD IDEA.
INSTEAD OF EXPLODING COUNTRIES, YOU CAN EXPLODE TOMATOS! :)
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@Kal: *hugs*
I think liking multiple types of music is the best way to be. :) Then when someone asks, you can say "I like good music" and leave it at that. :)
That should be one of my life goals, to love multiple types of music. :)
Combined with my other life goals of things like proving that nonexistant people exist and getting to the top of the Star Solitaire leaderboard. XD
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*explodes tomatoes happily* BOOM BOOM
What?!?!?!?!? At all? NOOOO! *cuddles tightly* :(
Wait
You thought of Octa
While I was suffocating
OMG
wow that little poem was depressing
it had a picture of zayn beside it idk
i wanna see the way you move for me baby,
i wanna see the way you move for me baby
i wanna see the way you move for me
*giggles* Boom booms are fun
Poems are, Mara :/
Octallista is forever my ship okay
@Mara: It was awesome. :) I think I read it and then distonated and forgot, but I loved it. :)
@Kal: *laughs* You're perfect. :) :) :)
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@Adra: You spelt a word wrong there.
*foREVer
:)
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You spelled "spelled" incorrectly.
telk derby t meh
meera n i noe so mush aboot tht
NO YOU DON'T UNDERTATANDS
APSJQAXKONSQPnjscwkvdn r
*hides*
*grabs laptop* *looks up 1DDAY footage*
*points*
niall horan
niel hurun
telk derby t meh
Hellooooooo? [hugs]
Sorry I poofed earlier!
#ChaseForBook9
Mara EVERYTIME you say that I think of the Poison song "Talk Dirty To Me" and MAN NOSTALGIA FROM THE 80s.
*continues to risk her life to put ornaments up*
Hi again Fabrooooooo!
Kallie
You don't understand!
I'm short. *Frowns* I'm short
*sobs*
Adraaaaaaaaaa
Kalllllliiiiiiiieeeee
Mararararalililily
[hugs all]
Today is really good, actually. :-)
The snow is melting, though! D: Noooooooooooo! Snowduggery! Don't dieeeeeeeeeeee!
#ChaseForBook9
*sniffs cutout curiously* *glances around* *touches it nervously* *snatches it and darts back to her hiding place*
*hugs Fabi*
*hugs Kallie*
*hugs Adra*
@Adra: 'Spelt' is a word. Spellcheck even says so. :)
Like 'learnt' is a word and 'leapt' is a word.
Well, in England, anyway. :P
And I possibly added 'leapt' to the dictionary myself.
But 'leapt' is definitely a word.
And so is 'dreamt', and that's also the only word in the English language to end in 'mt'.
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@Lantern: D:!!!!!!!!!
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I am sorry, Fabu. May he die in peace.
OMG Mara:)
*Adra struggles to get up, adjusting to the stilts*
*She carefully works* This doesn't feel safe...
You just don't SAY 'spelled'.
Who says 'spelled'?
You say 'spelt'. *mutters*
#ChaseForBookNine
Shhhh I don't know that
"little things"
"little black dress"
"little white lies"
everything is little
except for their
;))))
hearts
what
[Offers Adra the random flying "fairy-box" from that capture the flag game]
#ChaseForBook9
Ong
Okay Kallie...
*She puts more ornaments around, humming*
KALLISTAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!
@Mara: *smiles*
It's because the little things add up until they're big. :) And the little things are big at the same time as they're little. Like how people who don't exist exist.
Juxtaposition.
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I really don't mind! ^.^ You can use either name! It's crazy, but I do still respond to the name Lilith :P even in real life
Bye Kallie! *hugs*
Bye Kallie, hopefully see you soon! [hugs]
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hey thingys
Okay, Kal! :) :)
@Emily: Half the time I think of myself as Star. :P I talk to myself in my head as Star, and all.
Lilith and Emily ARE both nice names. :)
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Hey Em! :)
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Hey Elf!
Lol yes, Lilith and Emily are both nice names, only Lilith is known as a child-eating demon lady so... :P
Hello Em. :-)
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Happy birthday Em *hugs*
OH MY GOSH, THIS AUTHOR NEVER TEXTS. :P
They're all using letters instead of numbers, but proper punctuation and he said 'Got 2 go.'
Who SAYS that?
You're either a grammar freak and say 'Got to go', or you say 'Gtg.'
Gosh. :P
And when someone's really !!!!!!, they don't go 'What!? When?', they're more like WHAT???? WHEN?
ANd possibly with typos.
She was almost breaking her phone in half.
She would have propbably have had typos.
-_-
#ChaseFOrBookNine
*is on*
@Emily/Lilith: Yeah, but the demon thing makes it cool. :)
Plus it reminds me of The Mortal Instruments.
And those are always good memories. :)
#ChaseFOrBookNine
Hey Zaf! :)
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WAIT IT IS STILL YOUR MBIRTHDAY
yeah but only for another 45 mins Adra...
*She slowly works on the top of the tree*
*She wobbles*
NOOOOOO!
Ya so
so.... tis practically over.
And thank you Mara x *hugs*
@Em: Happy birthday! *hugs*
I saw it in the comments, but time blurs there, and like Adra, I didn't realise it was the same day . . . :P
If you'd told me earlier, I would've made you a card. :)
#ChaseForBookNine
And now I must go to sleep, because I'm tired. :P
*hugs everyone*
Fours. :)
#ChaseForBookNIne
omg guyyyyyssss Justin Vernon's music is just eukdgyDNWLHEIFOVK FREAFHILefviegkvf
SOOOOOO??? *hands cider* *Presents present*
Fours, Star!
Byeeeeeeeeee!!!!
I really should decide if I'm going to be here or not.
As I was saying.
Bon Iver = yes.
Okay..?
omfg my baba izzy was tagging fizzy (louis' sister) for me on ig to try to get her to notice me but she tagged the wrong person multiple times and then she realised and i feel so sorry for her she must be so embarrassed and aw :(
OMG Mara...
yeah she tagged a joke account @f3licitietomlinson instead of @f3licitetomlinson and she's just like "omg i'm so sorry" to the other person and i want to hug her :(((
Omg I'm so excited to go to the Christmas Eve Ball with John omg
I'm sorry I keep disappearing.
At the same time, though, maybe it's a good thing.
I hate it when good days twist around and try to bite you... :-/
#ChaseForBook9
Before I go . . .
I thought I should tell you all that I've found an Ezter song.
Not Lantern's amazing parody, I mean a song made by someone who (presumably) doesn't know them and it just really fits.
I've known the song was an Ezter song for over half a year, before you people even met them and started shipping them (I know some people still haven't met them, or one of them, but yeah).
And I love it.
Although in my head, I change one line to make it fit.
But anyway, it is THE Ezter song.
Other than the one ahich is actually made to be about them. :)
And I'm not telling you what it is, because personal decision. And also because I'm probanly scared you won't get it, because sometimes I'm uncertain myself.
I'm just telling you it exists.
And if you don't care
that's okay
because Hunter and Ez don't need other people to care about them.
They care about each other. :)
*goes off to go to sleep*
#ChaseForBookNine
*hugs Mara* This Izzy does sound amazing. :)
@Lantern: :( *hugs*
*NOW leaves*
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*hugs Star*
She is :')
ilhsfm she is so perfectionary and gucci and amaziggle and adorabubbles and luly :')))))
(all the words we made up :')))
Okay Star!!
That's awkward Mara
(Plus it's about not the them you know now, and not the them I write about, somewhere inbetween.
So yes. :))
*hugs Mara*
*NOW leaves*
#ChaseForBookNine
*legit tacklehugs Adra*
Wat
(Sorry, still not asleep.)
And it's more the emotions I resonate with than the actual words.
*hopefully leaves not*
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*Moves out of the way* Wait- AH! *falls from the stilts*
*now
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(OMG Star :3)
Awh izzy's still going:')
I love that child oh my goshhhhh
ADRA OMG IM GOING TO THE BALL WITH JOHN!!!! *is so happy I forget you and I usually hate one anther*
I'm not really here anyways, so I'mma goooooooo... Byesickles!
You almost killed me
Bye, Emily *waves*
I did? Sorry. OMG ADRA THIS IS EXCITING HE REALLY LIKES ME *is extremely happy*
*She doesn't say anything and gets back to work*
*sighs snd goes back by Ravel who keeps me inhis arms*
Ravel: Don't go killing Bloglandians Zaf
I won't!
Ravel: *gently carries to the fire*
*After a quick examination, finds that the one stilt is broken*
*She puts them aside and goes back go her ladder, balancing on one toe as she leans as far as she can to the tree*
A black tree? AWESOME. I've got a TARDIS decoration on my tree... :D
*we lay togeter*
(Er... I don't think we're near each other but oh well...
Hello Jedi)
*Adra clings to the tree, startled*
(Yeah i distant Jeopardy is on
((nvm haha))
(Mara! Ofc not!!)
*She glances around* What?
*She breathes out, taking a few other ornaments from her basket, hanging them up* *She glances at her arm*
Sorry I was making an edit for this person haha (:
Nah Adra, it's fine. It was a stupid plot anyway. x
Ravel: I am glad you are taking John
(If you insist)
(Hullo. Is anybody on? I have some time.)
*drives on a lonely road*
Khasiis: *whispers* Three days . . .
Three days . . .
Three days till death . . .
(Vaguely)
(I see.)
(I AMMMM!)
*She glances out the window and sees Precocious* *She struggles to get down from her ladder, beginning to feel dead on her feet with the evening*
(Hi Adra!)
*rolls to a stop*
*puts the van into Park*
*and rolls down the window*
Are you feeling alright, Adra?
You look a little sick.
((I'm ghosting, I guess.))
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*sits by the fire bored*
*She smiles faintly* I am fine, thank you
(Okay Fabi *braids her hair*)
*steps out of van*
*and locks it with the key fob*
Van: Beep beep!
May I come inside for a bit?
I . . . I haven't had a cup of tea in days.
(I don't even have a song to explain my feelings right now... Damn...))
Of course. I apologize though, my types of tea are nowhere near as wordy as yours. *She nudges the door open farther, open for her*
(Hello, Rose- and I'm sorry to hear that)
That's quite alright.
*takes off her hat as she crosses the threshold*
*chuckles weakly*
I'm afraid wordy tea names are harder to come by these days . . .
(Hullo, Death Rose.)
*sighs and walks aimlessly
(May I suggest you walk aimlessly to that lovely cafe on the corner of Main Street and Westminster Avenue? They have many delicious lattes to keep one entertained.)
(But see? It's all my fault. It's my fault I'm feeling this way, it's my fault that my body creates these feelings. What's not my fault is the trigger for these fucked up emotions. That's dad's fault. He refuses to see that. He blames it on his mentally unstable daughter who has attempted to take her own life on so many occasions. "Sure! Why the Hell not? Why don't I try and make her commit suicide again?" I swear that is his reasoning...))
((hugs Deathy...))
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Not a problem. *She opens a cabinet, looking at them* A particular region of the world you favor?
(Emotions are not by choice, Rose.)
(*hugs Death*
One of my favourite songs rn is Sticks And Stones by Tich. It explains exactly what I feel like 99.99% of the time. It's a popish song, but if you want to listen to it...))
I'm a traditionalist. Good, strong, black, English tea for me.
*sits down heavily at the table*
*catches sight of herself in a mirror*
. . . I look a bit like I've been run over by a bus.
Hm.
*She begins to make the tea for her* *She looks in the mirror herself*
I look like an apparition.. *She frowns* A gorgeous one, but one nonetheless. *she glances at her hair* It might be the white hair that accentuates that
Tch. You look like a very lovely ghost, I say. White hair has always been beautiful. There is nothing beautiful about the color gray.
*shrugs*
I've thought about dying it before, but I suppose there's no point, now.
I tried styling it, once. In the seventies.
I do not speak of it, and I burned all the records.
*the ghost of a smile flickers across her face*
(Just ghosting... Nothing else better to do
*She smiles* Grey is wonderful. On wolves in particular. People associate it with age, but it is for ferocity as well. Do not mistake it for a disadvantage- it's very beautiful. *She pours two cups, taking a seat and handing a cup to Precocious*
(Well, just be careful, Zafira. I heard a trio of blokes calling themselves "Ghostbusters" are running amok in New York City. Keep one eye open at all times.)
That's kind of you to say.
*takes the tea*
*sips it*
*without even bothering to blow off the steam*
It is hard to find people who are kind. It is even harder to find people who are clever. Fortunately, you are both. As, I hope, am I. Though,
*she pauses, reflecting on her words*
I am not very kind.
(Already have agents on it)
*sighs doing my usual daily reports*
Ravel: Did you see Olivia the other day? That child can sing
What did she sing?
Ravel: Castle on a Cloud. She did well.
*smiles* got it from me. I used to sing when I was younger and had time. I once performed in Jekyll and Hyde. I was Lucy.
Ravel: Lucy Harris?! Wow...I thought you'd go for Emma.
Nah it was fun, we did Dangerous Game and it was scary but the best was the death...*smiles singing softly* Sympathy tenderness warm as the summer offer me their embrace. Friendliness gentleness strangers to my life they are there in his face. Goodness and sweetness and kindness abound in this place. I am in love with the things that I see its a memory I know time will never...erase.
Ravel: I remember you singing that to Christopher, why?
Because in the beginning Lucy falls for Jekyll and he's the kindest person to her, later Hyde sings that while killing her.
But you are the bit of kind, aren't you? That is what matters...
And anyway, kindness is like a flower. Give it time, the right environment, and it will come
Ravel: You love that musical. I saw you had the book in your office.
*laughs* Yeah. I'm special in a way, I know the story like the back of my hand.
Ravel; Its amazing with you...you're like no other Necromancer I know
Well I do beat many odds. *smiles*
Ravel: That you do. Like in the war.
(Jekyll and Hydeeeeeeeee)
A flower cannot choose its environment, and it never knows how long or short its time may be.
*sips tea*
Its time may be very short indeed.
*sips tea quietly*
*looks up*
But we've strayed from the subject.
Are you well, Adra? You have grown sicklier by the day,
and I can't bear the sight of a friend wasting away like that.
(Tis epic! I'm thinking maybe Hyde should make a comeback one day....
(Each and every one you see, like him and her and you and me, pretends to be a pillar of society.
A model of propriety
sobriety
and piety
who shudders at the thought of notoriety.
Ladies and gents here before you,
which none of you ever admits.
They lie how they looks,
'cause they're citizen crooks.
Hypocrites.)
(I love Lucy refurbished is the best!! In color!! It's amazing!)
*She frowns, then shakes her head* No, no. Don't change the subject.. Is there anything I can do for you? To help?
Will the ghosts go away will she will them to stay?
(I do hope so!!)
A
A
*chuckles wearily*
No, no . . . I'm afraid this is my burden to bear.
Although . . .
*takes a deep breath*
*exhales*
I don't suppose you . . .
Or someone you know, I mean, or . . .
What I mean is . . .
*looks uncomfortable*
*shakes her head as if to clear it*
*digs into the pocket of her worn-out lab coat*
*the one with the name Hershel Coin embroidered on the inside of the collar*
*and pulls out an electric-blue echo-stone*
Do you want this?
I shall take this
(No you shall not, Hyde.)
Ah. I have been beaten. Very well. Miss Annika may have the dedication.
(I dedicate this page to that special feeling you get in your stomach when you see a certain someone. That special butterfly feeling that you get when you lay eyes on them for the first time and realize that this is him. This is the one. The first boy you will ever kill.
Eh? Eh?)
*ever so softly* But not for long. *whispers in the dark* Dearest Adrasdos, I have returned.
If you think we will let you stay like this, you're incorrect.
*She looks at the stone* Whose is it?
A very good dedication, to death. *smiles sadistically raising the knife fresh with Lucy's blood*
*swallows*
Mine.
(*raises glass* Hear hear!!)
*She hears Hyde*
*She winces*
*still in the whispering tone* Your friend, the one you left to Niccolò Croatoan. To kill. Yet the so called 'murderer' failed to kill me.
*She looks at it again, then pushes her hand back* I shan't be needing it, Precocious.
*To Hyde* Then I shall have the pleasure of doing so
*holds the stone tightly*
I . . . I'm scared. I don't know what to do with it.
I mean, Uncle Doctor does alright, but . . . but it's Echo-Tarot I care about, not the REAL Doctor Tarot. I barely remember him.
*looks at the stone*
*a little revolted*
It's not me. It does all the same things as me, and remembers the same things as me, but it's not me. It's Echo-Precocious.
. . . That's a frightening thought.
But then again, I've always been a coward, first and foremost.
But what is the fun in killing me? I have not touched anyone in this place since I have arrived. But I did take a look in the Sense-Warden's mind. So Niccolò's true name is useable against him? Ah. You lost the advantage for sending him after me. I come peacefully.
(Pardon me for asking, but I'm presuming this conversation between Adra and Hyde is occurring in Adra's head?)
*Mara sits on her bed and scrolls through twitter* *she frowns*
@Directi0ner_:how does it feel to know that Harry's cheating on u? @MaraLily
@DirectionUpdatesUK:Harry was just seen kissing a brunette inside a nightclub! i hope this isn't true, #harralie :/ @harry_styles @maralily
*her breath catches in her throat* *she tries to calm herself down* It's probably just rumours, Mara. Just rumours. *uncertainly*
You needn't be, Precocious. We will do anything in our power to keep you safe, alright?
(Yes. My abilities lie in mental communications whereas Jekyll's lies in healing, to helping people. My abilities lead to killing.)
You needn't be, Precocious. We will do anything in our power to keep you safe, alright?
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