Claire: *draws a second hatchet, spinning each as she nears the remaining few soldiers, who have a look of fear in their eyes* *one draws a vicious-looking knife* That is not going to help you.
Soldier: ... W... what are you, eight?
Claire: Nine, actually. *throws her hatchet at him, striking him in the chest*
Claire: *sheaths her hatchets, and raises her hand* *her fallen weapons shoot towards her and reattach themselves to her belt* *looks down at herself, seeing her plated armour covered in blood* *sighs* *sees movement from one of the soldiers, and quickly draws her pistol, shooting him in the head*
*leads him behind a tree* Lament took away his magic of memory. If he remembers he will die ! He doesn't seem to know lament and now he just introduced himself as a friend of mine, just stop the magic. Please?
Ok so no more magic in front of ed until he gets his memory back, got it. *walks over to ed and puts hand out for a hand shake* hello I'm Garrett, nice to meet you.
Voice: Already sent. Be aware that this assignment may require some... undercover work.
Claire: *sighs, then hangs up* *walks back down the alley* *when she reaches the end, pulls a cover away from an object to reveal a shining black motorcycle* *climbs on it, starting up the engine* *revs it, then races towards Blogland*
Claire: *pulls up in Blogland, moving her motorbike behind a tree* *removes her armour and her helmet, so she's wearing jeans and a hooded top instead* *makes sure her belt is hidden by her hoodie, and skips into Blogland*
*walks till out of ed's hearing distance* look ed has lost his memory of magic, if he remembers he will die, so don't do anything magic, I'm just going by what inky told me.
Nine? Cool! *smiles in a friendly way* *wonders how to get Claire alone so she can explain the Ed problem* *goes for the simplest answer* *jumps up and grabs Claire's hands, running as slowly as she can bare, so just about 15 year old's speed, dragging Claire after her*
(@Clara HURRAR HURRAR YOU'RE DREAMS ARE COMING TRUE ALL YOU LIFE, ALL YOU WANT IS FINALLY COMING TO YOU HURRAR HURRAR YOU'RE GETTING ALL YOU DREAMED... OR SO IT SEEMED... HURRAR, HURRAR)
Calm down it's fine. *stops when they're out of Ed's hearing range and drops Claire's hand* Hello. That man, the one with the wolf girl? Don't mention magic around him or his brain will become goo. Like with Donna in Doctor Who. Anyway hello I'm Silente yadadada and yes I'm a vampire no I'm not going to eat you and yes I promise.Good?
Claire: Like explode goo? Wouldn't that be messy? *her tone darkens* Don't worry, vampire, you couldn't eat me, even if you tried. *smiles sweetly* Do you want some cake? I think I might make cake. Do vampires eat cake?
*looks at Claire with a funny look in her eye* *mutters* yeah that's what they all say...said... *smiles just as sweetly back* Not really but we do if we're pretending to be the age we look and not the age we are.
(No it wouldn't be Deathy. If you died it'd set off a chain reaction of deaths. You'd die then Em and Zaf would die then I'd die then Soph would die and it would be a very sad day/days.)
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*smiles*
*finishes her wine much too quickly for her liking*
*glares at the bottom of her glass*
Please may I have some more?
(im alright thanks
hi ed
so whats going on in blogland?)
Haven't you had enough wine?
No. That was hardly any!
*continues drinking *
*tail wags*
*-ah a wedding! Such a joyous events-*
*remmebers the weddings in her pack and how everyone used to get pissed*
Claire: *draws a second hatchet, spinning each as she nears the remaining few soldiers, who have a look of fear in their eyes* *one draws a vicious-looking knife*
That is not going to help you.
Soldier: ... W... what are you, eight?
Claire: Nine, actually. *throws her hatchet at him, striking him in the chest*
It was enough wine for a twelve year old.
No it wasn't..mama and papa always give me more wine..
*turns to Ed* you are right
Sil, you have had enough
(so inks how did the parents evening go?)
*smiles at Flick, barely containing the urge to glare*
Just a little bit more?
(It was good
Thy all said I was off to a great start)
Sorry Sil, no more. *Lament sits down*
L: Yes, no more wine
*growls* why are you here?
Claire: *sheaths her hatchets, and raises her hand* *her fallen weapons shoot towards her and reattach themselves to her belt*
*looks down at herself, seeing her plated armour covered in blood* *sighs* *sees movement from one of the soldiers, and quickly draws her pistol, shooting him in the head*
Inky, be nice. I am Edward, you are?
L: Lament, an old friend of Inkys
*smiles, eyes full of hatred, at Lament*
Pleeeeeeeeeease? Just a little bit!
*sniles sweetly* yes, an old friend
(Watching magic mike.... Wow)
No more wine
(well congrats on that *starts clapping* well done ;) )
*shadow walks over to everybody*
hello so what's going on here?
I HIT HIGH C TODAY DURING VOICE LESSONS!!!-Zaf
Fine!
*her voice comes out harsher than she meant it*
*calms down*
Okay then.
*Looks in shock at shadow walk* Wow, that's done with mirrors right?
(Thank you)
Hi Gar, lament just met Ed
L: Sil, it was nice enough of Ed to let you have some in the first place
*eyes woden* yes it is*
*guides Gar away*
cool trick
Angel of music guide and guardian.
-Zaf
(Hi Zaf ^^)
Mirrors are cool.
*glares at Lament quickly*
*tilts her head*
I think I hear mama calling me..
*whispers* what's up with ed, surely he knows shadow walking i do it all the time and why is lament here?
*leads him behind a tree*
Lament took away his magic of memory. If he remembers he will die ! He doesn't seem to know lament and now he just introduced himself as a friend of mine, just stop the magic. Please?
Bye Sil
L: I had better go, bye
Ok. Inky, you ok?
Bye!
*jumps up, running off, keeping it as close to human twelve year old as she can bare*
*so probably going about the speed of a grown man on drugs*
*smiles* everything is fine sweetie
I can just nuzzle my pillow until I die...
*waves happily continuing to hit high C becaise now ai can* -Zaf
Ok Inky. *Sees how fast Sil runs* No more wine
(Heya Death, darling. How are you?)
(Hello Death)
Ok so no more magic in front of ed until he gets his memory back, got it.
*walks over to ed and puts hand out for a hand shake* hello I'm Garrett, nice to meet you.
Claire: *her mobile rings* *answers it* Hello?
Voice: There is another assignment.
Claire: I understand. Send me the coordinates.
Voice: Already sent. Be aware that this assignment may require some... undercover work.
Claire: *sighs, then hangs up* *walks back down the alley* *when she reaches the end, pulls a cover away from an object to reveal a shining black motorcycle* *climbs on it, starting up the engine* *revs it, then races towards Blogland*
no dying, that shit's not allowed.
I'm tired and determined.
That's about all I can think right now...
You??
No more wine for pre teens *thinks* but I'm only sixteen so I shouldn't really...
*Shakes his hand* Hello Gar. Are you ok? You don't appear to remember me
(Hello Em)
@Em: ...
(Hi Em ^^ how are you?
I am good)
*elbows Gar* *whispers* just magic
(hello death)
*stops not far away*
My GOD I'M so glad I'm not twelve.
*grins and looks at the wine she swiped*
*Waves to Zaf/Loki*
*dmiles* so ed, want to go for a swim? *points to lake*
(Hello Rose! How many days (and hours per day) is your work experience?)
((Distantish, but hi Blogland!))
((Silente, email when you get a chance))
Sure, a swim sounds good
*pushes him into the water*
Five days (four left to go), and seven hours a day.
*sits, drinking from the bottle*
*smiling*
*quickly empties the bottle of wine and sets it aside*
(Hi Tia!)
*walks over to sil* what are you doing with that?
*Surfaces and pulls Inky in to water*
*squeals* Ed! *pulls off jumper and throws it to shore* *pushes him down*
*looks at Garr*
Having a drink?
*Pulls Inky under*
(Ahhhh poop.)
(Gimme a sec.)
*smiles at him underwater*
*clings to him*
Claire: *pulls up in Blogland, moving her motorbike behind a tree* *removes her armour and her helmet, so she's wearing jeans and a hooded top instead* *makes sure her belt is hidden by her hoodie, and skips into Blogland*
Ok cool, you don't mind if i join you *takes bottle of manly beer from bag* *drinks* so how have you been today?
Felix: *sees claire* yo! Haven't seen you before little girl
*Smiles and laughs* *Surfaces for breath*
Screw it. If Zaf's not here, I'm going back to bed.
*surfaces aswell* this is fun
((Ah, good luck with the work exp then!
*remembers doing charity work in a local charity shop*
*shudders*
They locked us in rooms with steamers.
*looks confused*
*shudders even more*
IM HERE
Claire: Hello! I'm Claire Lamina. *smiles* Who are you?
God damn it don't leave I'm sorry I had a gerbil issue of someone got trapped under a wheel and then they were mad.-Zaf
*Heads to shore*
*puts drink back and shadow walks to felix* hello Felix, and who are you *offers hand shake to Claire* I'm Garrett and you are?
And I'm here!!
Jesus christ...
(Hi Em)
Felix: I am Felix, from hell *grins*
*swims after him*
*wrings jumper*
If she left I'm going to hate myself.
*Sees Felix and heads over* One second Inky
Claire: Hello Garrett! *smiles* I don't shake hands though. Sorry! My name is Claire.
I'm from Dublin. Everyone has to have a home, I guess.
Okay
Felix: *sees Ed* yo! Wassup?
You know, it's almost 6am and I'm tires and cranky and my head is in a really, really bad place right now.
Forgive me for being a bitch. I can't seem to ever help it.
Bye.
I hate myself. *sighs, sadly dragging self back to not talking since I'm never able to talk anyway*
Nothing much. Look, what's up with Inky?
((Zaf, don't hate yourself, the situation was out of your control.))
Nice to meet you Claire, I'm from wales, so why are you here?
(Bye Death)
Rose....
Fuck it I'm going to die
Felix: *frowns* what do you mean what's up with her?
(Wales 4 ta win!)
Claire: Look at this place! Isn't it amazing? Why wouldn't I come here?
((Rose, you're not a bitch.))
(You're really not.)
Zaf, no, you won't:
(Okay yup I got nothing.
I DEDICATE TO THE LACK OF DEDICATIONS FOR THIS PAGE!)
ell, she seems different since the other day. Like something is missing.
Rose . . . don't worry about it. :) *hugs*
Zaf, don't do that.
I've been trying hard to keep everyone in my life this year and I am not losing you either.
(I always like watching people act.
I can't act for antyhing, so I guess it fascinates me.)
(My dedication-sense is tingling...)
(Hear hear Sil)
*elbows Felix in the ribs and whispers* follow me now.
(Hey hey hey no one is killing themselves! *hugs Zaffy* *hugs Deathy* FEEL DA LOVE!)
*looks at Claire curiously*
hello.
Zaf...?
Felix: have you tried asking her? I haven't been around much lately
*thinks about how she can get ed back to normal*
Claire: Hello! My name is Claire. Who are you?
Felix:*gillows gar*
I'm...me. Hello Claire.
Hello Claire, I am Edward
(Hear hear
You really need to watch magic mike 😳)
This is my fault.
I'm sorry.
I'm out.
Been a nice ride, though.
See ya later <3
*walks up and smiles sweetly* why, hello. I am inky. And who may you e?
Claire: Hi Miss Me! Do you have magic? I have magic. What is your magic?
(*hugs Deathy* live.)
(death, don't go!)
*walks till out of ed's hearing distance* look ed has lost his memory of magic, if he remembers he will die, so don't do anything magic, I'm just going by what inky told me.
(Death?)
*blinks*
*the child talks too much*
No. I don't, strictly speaking*
Claire: Hi! I'm Claire. I'm from Dublin.
Felix: so that's what's wrong... Gee poor inky...
Felix: so that's what's wrong... Gee poor inky...
Hello Claire *offers handshake*
SERIOUSLY??!!!
Both of them?!
I... I can't do this, why would they both leave me??
I just...
:'(
Yep just a bit so remember what i said ok lets go *starts walking back over to everyone* sorry about that, me and Felix just needed a little talk.
Claire: I'm sorry... I don't really shake hands. But that's fine. *smiles*
(Don't worry Em)
Ok, well Hello
(Emerald - I do not know. I apologise. I believe there were overreactions somewhere down the line. It seems messed up.)
Felix :*walks over* sorry bout that guys
*smiles* isn't she the cutest Ed?
Claire: Whose the cutest?
(Em, it's ok)
Hey Felix. Isn't who, Inky?
Claire of course!
Felix : yo
Claire: I'm not cute!
(*hugs Em*)
*studies Claire carefully*
*crosses her legs and goes for her best twelve year olds grin*
You're not much younger than me are you?
Oh, Claire
You are Claire! I remember when my sister was your age
I'm sorry not in dying dying no I can't talk because I tried expanding my range today...I'm fine.
-Zaf
Claire: I'm nine. *smiles*
*smiles* do you like cake?
I like cake
*places hands on hips* yes, I know
(*hugs zaffy*)
Nine? Cool!
*smiles in a friendly way*
*wonders how to get Claire alone so she can explain the Ed problem*
*goes for the simplest answer*
*jumps up and grabs Claire's hands, running as slowly as she can bare, so just about 15 year old's speed, dragging Claire after her*
Claire: I love cake! But I suffer from paranoia and I have a thing where I only eat food that I've made myself. But I could make a cake?
*looks excited* if there is cake on offer count me in please.
Cake is good
*the Midnight Hotel sprouts out of the ground*
*explodes out of the doors*
*screaming*
*and waving piles of Series of Unfortunate Events books and Neil Gaiman novels*
MY DREAMS ARE COMING TRUE!
I'M GONNA MEET DANIEL HANDLER AND NEIL GAIMAN NEXT FEBRUARY!
HOLY HELL!
*sees Sil and Claire go* wow
*smiles* I will go and make some then
*goes to the cottage*
I CAN'T STAY! I HAVE TO RE-READ ALL THESE!
*topples back into the Hotel*
*which vanishes*
(Hello Annika)
Claire: What are you doing?! *hands move close to her belt*
(Hello Anni darling!)
(@Clara HURRAR HURRAR YOU'RE DREAMS ARE COMING TRUE
ALL YOU LIFE, ALL YOU WANT IS FINALLY COMING TO YOU
HURRAR HURRAR YOU'RE GETTING ALL YOU DREAMED...
OR SO IT SEEMED...
HURRAR, HURRAR)
I'll come to *catches up to inky and whispers* I'm going to hit the books to see if we can bring eds memory back.
Now I feel like I should be dead...
*smiles warnly* thanks gar *tries not to cry*
*Lament returns*
L: Hello again
Hi Lam
Calm down it's fine.
*stops when they're out of Ed's hearing range and drops Claire's hand*
Hello. That man, the one with the wolf girl? Don't mention magic around him or his brain will become goo. Like with Donna in Doctor Who. Anyway hello I'm Silente yadadada and yes I'm a vampire no I'm not going to eat you and yes I promise.Good?
L: Hello Inky
Hello again Lament
(*hugs Zaffy* No you shouldn't be.)
Well I will be off, cakes don't bake themselves *hurries off*
Maybe I should.
Bye Inky
*Lament follows*
L: Whats wrong?
Your welcome, hey don't cry *puts reassuring hand on your shoulder
just remember if lament turns up I'm going to break his knee caps, I'm serious.
Claire: Like explode goo? Wouldn't that be messy?
*her tone darkens* Don't worry, vampire, you couldn't eat me, even if you tried.
*smiles sweetly* Do you want some cake? I think I might make cake. Do vampires eat cake?
(No. You shouldn't be.)
You are what's wrong Lam, why did you do that? Take away his memory of magic?
L: It was necessary
(Zaf?)
No one deserves to die...
Unless it's me.
Then that's fibe and understandable.
But Em won't let me...
*looks at Claire with a funny look in her eye*
*mutters* yeah that's what they all say...said...
*smiles just as sweetly back*
Not really but we do if we're pretending to be the age we look and not the age we are.
Excuse us a minute inky *grabs lament and shadow walks away*, right then *punches lament in the face* why did wipe eds memory?
But now everyone has to pussy foot around him, he is in a more fragile date than he knows!
*keeps walking*
(*hugs Deathy* You're not allowed to die.)
Claire: What age are you? I'm nine. Only nine.
I won't let you either.
I dot understand any of you guys!!
Why won't you let me die?? It's easier!! It's one less pain in the arse for everyone!!
L: *Lament punches gar* I do not explain myself to you *Appears by Inky again* I had to wipe his memory
Twelve if you go by looks. A hundred and thirty three if you go by spent 'living,' for lack of a better term.
So god help me I'll kill you in the afterlife if you do. Now shut up and kiss me.
*takes punch and follows lament*
*keeps walking * please ... Just get lost
*furiously wipes the tears away*
(No it wouldn't be Deathy. If you died it'd set off a chain reaction of deaths. You'd die then Em and Zaf would die then I'd die then Soph would die and it would be a very sad day/days.)
L: Inky, I am trying to help
Claire: So do you want to get cake?
Loki, no.
H help...? How are you doing that?
Not really...
Come here, love. *sighs* I just want my wife.
L: I cant say, but it is helping. You wont have to worry about showing him magic forever
(Sil...
This is why I shouldn't have came back on. I should be focusing on my school work. I should be focusing on doing what's right and trying to be happy.
But then one day I would end it and none of you would have cared.)
*She opened her arms for him*
I don't want to move. But I want my husband...
Claire: Aww, doesn't the poor vampy eat cake?
But how the hell can I be honest with him if I can't tell him what I even am?
*reaches cottage and slams door in his face*
*walks over and picks her up, holding her close* Now, I have you. I won't see you much tomorrow, so I suggest we make the most of while we can.
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