Ladies and gentlemen, for those who haven't heard, head over to the Waterstones site for a very special special edition announcement...
http://www.waterstones.com/blog/2014/08/the-dying-of-the-light-black-edition/#more-59340
This is something I've had in mind for years — a super supreme limited edition of only 1000 copies— the Black Edition. Those lucky few who have managed to get your hands on a proof copy of the first book should recognise the design we're echoing, bringing the whole thing full circle...
We're working with Waterstones on this, and so the Black Edition will only be available in their shops. You won't be able to preorder these. You won't be able to reserve one online or in person. Not even Waterstones STAFF can preorder these for THEMSELVES! On the day of publication, they will be put on the SHELVES — not on a table, not in the store window, not on a table out in front, but on the SHELVES. So you'll have to go hunting for them.
We already have 5000 copies of a Special Edition that comes signed, with that stunning cover, but the Black Edition will NOT be signed, and there will be a ONE PER PERSON policy. Basically, we're torturing you. We're making you choose.
The fact is, because there will only be 1000 printed, and so each store will only get a limited amount of copies, the chances of YOU, individual Minion, managing to snag one is pretty low. Because there is no way to guarantee that you get one, you're just going to have to be EXTREMELY lucky. Oh, and you should also check Twitter that day, because the stores will be tweeting how many copies they've got left. Until they tweet, there is no way of telling how many copies a particular store will have received.
Ooooh I can't wait to get mine....
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Midgardians.
Yo, Loki
It's okay Leri. Chi argued a lot..
Alas, Ms. LeStarre, it appears that you have set up a rather devious Catch-22 for Ms. Asahina.
Good morning, afternoon, evening, or other time of day, Blogland.
... But I'm not made for fighting. Or arguing... I'm made to help... Where I come from, all I did was repair ships... Violence and death... It's just too much for me...
*looks around wildly, in search of a car to jack*
*doesn't know why her vessel doesn't own a car*
*or who the sick man was*
*or where he took the Remnant*
*or where the Remnant is now*
*or anything*
*doesn't know anything*
*except that she's angry*
*and she's ready to kill*
Sir, that was the intention XD *waves*
Sup Jack! OMG I AM SO CALLING LOKI JACK NOW!
STORM, WHY
Hey Sir! Are you well?
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What do you guys think of that for Li?
Loki-Frost giant-Frosty-Jack Frost-Jack
*a police car peels around the corner at full speed*
*sirens blaring*
*lights flashing*
Spofford: *grips the wheel in a white-knuckled grip*
We're gonna catch one, I swear to God, we're gonna catch a killer today.
Derpington: Yeah, we're gonna catch a killer!
*eats donut*
Spofford: Stop eating, Derpington, this is serious business! We have to find the killer!
Spofford and Derpington: *sing* One way, or another, I'm gonna find ya, I'm gonna getcha getcha getcha getcha one way, or another . . .
Spofford: *waves hand*
Whoa whoa whoa, hold up! Who's that?
*gestures to the distant figure of Clara, trying to hail a cab*
Spofford: She looks suspicious.
Derpington: Yeah! Stop, thief!
Spofford: She's not a thief, she's a murderer.
Derpington: Oh yeah. Stop, murderer! You killed four people!
Spofford: Three people.
Derpington: Huh?
Spofford: One of them was illegitimate.
Derpington: Oh.
*the police car picks up speed*
Spofford: *makes police siren noises*
Greetings, Ms. LeStarre, Ms. Tempest, Ms. Crowley, Mr. Pine, and Ms. Inkbright.
While I am, Ms. Tempest, my author remains less so. Thank you for the inquiry.
*Steps into Blogland like someone who has something important to accomplish*
*She does her best to hide her uncertainty, like always, but when she speaks her greeting, it comes out like a question*
Hello?
Storm, that's a very weak connection XD
Sir, is your author okay?
*waves at Inge*
New person?
As I said, Ms. LeStarre, my author is less than well. Once more, thank you for the inquiry.
Greetings, Ms. Huntingdon.
NEW PERSON!
*takes a step towards her*
*faulters*
Oh...oh no...I CAN'T USE MY WELCOME ANYMORE! DAMN YOU TO HELL BLAKE!
*smashes a tree to smithereens with air*
*storms off*
@Kes: That makes sense. :) And yeah . . .
*hugs Sir* I hope your author feels better soon . . . :/ :/
*wishes him/her good luck for recovering*
:O
To echo Silente - Yo and Gurt's illegitimate child! :O
:/
Poor Leri . . .
*performs Silente's welcome for her*
*wonders if Inge is one of Fabi's characters*
If not, then, welcome to Blogland, Inge!
Hey Inge!
@Silente: :O
Your special welcome! :(
*hugs Sir's author*
Um, writing ded
*stands there, on the sidewalk*
*breathing heavily*
*panic beginning to rise*
Police Car: *pulls up by the curb*
Spofford and Derpington: *leap out*
Spofford: *pulls out water pistol*
Freeze, scumbag!
Derpington: We're the Sorcerer Cops!
Spofford: We are cops, and also sorcerers!
. . . That's a water pistol.
Spofford: Yeah!
Derpington: So if you try to zap us with your powers, you'll only end up zapping yourself!
Spofford: Yeah! Sorcerer Cops!
*they high-five over the hood of the car*
*lunges at Spofford*
*slams him against his cop car*
*low, raspy voice*
Now you listen here, officer. I am in no mood to be toyed with. I have a Remnant to kill, and peasants to kill, and really anybody who I feel like to kill, and I am not in the mood to be playing with Blogland's pathetic excuse for a police force.
Spofford: *meekly* You're under arrest!
Imbecile.
*slams his head into the window to knock him out*
*makes a run for it*
Spofford: *gets up, dazed*
Hey! Hey you!
*looks over shoulder*
*scowls*
Why aren't you unconscious!? How thick is your skull!?
Spofford: *shrieks* After her, Officer Derpington!
Derpington: Aye aye, Officer . . . um . . .
Spofford: Spofford!
Derpington: Oh yeah, right.
*the police car shoots away from the curb*
Spofford: *waves arms*
BUT TAKE ME WITH YOU!
*the police car backs up*
Derpington: Sorry.
*smashes more trees with air as she storms off*
*she's going to kill someone*
*preferably Blake*
I dedicate this page to Brandon Sanderson, because he's a really amazing author, and I've already dedicated way to many page to Derek.
*laughs* XD Oh gosh, the Blogland police really are pathetic . . . :P :P
*too
*pages
@Kes: YES YES YES thank you. :) :) :)
Star, what do you expect from someone who chose the name 'Derpington'?
I've actually given up correcting my typos unless it's uncertain which word they're meant to be . . . :P
@Kes: XD Good point. :P
*nods at Administer LeStarre*
*raises an eyebrow at Silente Tempest*
Greetings Sir Reinington.
Hello, Star Inkbright.
*sulks*
Star, I don't really make that many, so I figure I might as well
YES INSIDE THE FIRE JUST CAME ON GOOD JOB PHONE
How are you, Inge? And please call me Kestrel or Kes or Kessie or any variation thereof :)
*ducks into a nearby shop*
*crouches behind a display*
*heart pounding*
*lungs gasping*
*and smiling widely*
*neither she nor her vessel has had this much fun in a long time*
*the radio in this shop is on too*
*as if it's following her, somehow*
Radio Host: . . . gland PD has sent its most skilled officers to catch the culprit. Let's hope they do well!
*the police car screeches past outside*
*she can hear Eye of the Tiger blaring from its open windows*
*sits slumped on the floor*
*stares at the opposite wall*
*deep in contemplation*
(Sophia should probably DO something with the police...
Maybe turn them from doughnut eating idiots into more like special forces. That should do.)
Dragona, it'd be hard to make them any worse XD
Then they will try to arrest me.
(Give them some weapons from her ship, some shuttles, improved computer systems and maybe they could arrest someone.)
*Sighs slightly*
*the dreams didn't stop*
*she had believed they would, now that she had become one with that pathetic hotel manager*
*but they didn't*
*she could never remember them clearly when she awoke, but she knew their value, so she tried*
*all she could remember was a voice*
*and a dark figure with white eyes*
*trying to tell her*
*over and over*
*trying to tell her . . . what?*
*she could never quite remember*
*but the proper hypnotists, the proper Sensitives, they might draw it out of her*
*which is why her vessel was so valuable*
*which is why she needed to tread carefully*
*grins to herself*
*she knows exactly why it's so valuable*
*for the same reason that Myron Stray had been valuable*
*perfect puppets are hard to come by*
*and there are plenty of people who would give anything to know another's true name*
*and that was what the dreams were telling her . . . it . . . them*
*she could feel it in her gut*
*wanders off*
*sits underneath her tree*
ADRAAAAAAAAAAA *hugs*
Greetings, Ms. Dark. I hope that you feel better, soon enough.
Candle. :)
@Clara: O_O O_O O_O
OKAY . . .
@Kes: Yay! :) *is proud of Kes's phone :P*
@Dragona: Probably. :P
Although surely special forces people can eat doughnuts too?
Hello Kes~
*Hugs Sir tightly, burying her head into his shoukder* Sir- I was worried.. I missed you
*the doors bust open*
Derpington and Spofford: FREEZE!
*storm in, guns and fireballs in hand*
Spofford: Nobody move!
Derpington: We mean it! We're super serious about this!
*the shop is, to the untrained eye, empty*
Derpington: Gee, I guess it's empty.
Spofford: No, she's gotta be in here. I can tell.
Derpington: Is your spidey-sense tingling?
Spofford: It is indeed, my pastry-loving friend. It is indeed.
*stands up, slowly*
*hands in the air*
Derpington: She's moving! SHE'S MOVING!
Spofford: Stoppit! We said stoppit!
*holds up the fireball in a threatening manner*
No, no, it's fine.
Derpington: Oh. Okay then.
I turn myself in.
Spofford: Say what?
Hello, Inge. :)
I am as usual. No more, no less. Thank you, Kes.
*hesitant smile*
Hello Annika Barnosky.
Hello Loki of Asguard.
Hello Adrasdos Dark.
@Kes: I MAKE A TON OF THEM D:
Star- THAT'S BECAUSE YOU THINK FASTER THAN I DO
(I meant more the idiot part, Star. :P)
...
The sentiment, at least as to the section of your statement noting that I was missed, is returned, Ms. Dark.
*sighs and puts her helmet in her hands*
Okay. We've stopped sulking now. Back.
*waves at Storm*
@Dragona: Yeah, sorry. XD I got that. :P
@Kes: I'M SURE THAT'S NOT TRUE
MY BRAIN IS A RUSTY OLD ENGINE :P
:)
Wb Silente
Hello Inge.
*Cuddles Sir tightly* I was just about to send another thing today... But I suppose not now. Actually, I might- expect the next installment of things tonight :)
*waves at Kessy*
We're gonna have to adapt our welcome. Out greeting. I'm not happy about it, but its better than greeting people NORMALLY.
You heard me.
*smiles coyly*
I'm turning myself in. Giving myself over to the law. Allowing myself to be arrested. Atoning for my sins. Repenting of my crimes. Etc.
Derpington: Whoa.
Spofford: Well, gee.
Derpington: Can I cuff her?
Spofford: No, I wanna cuff her!
Don't often get a chance to cuff defenseless girls, I take it?
Spofford: Yes. I mean, no! I mean-
Derpington: We've never arrested a murderer before.
Spofford: Yeah! Which is what you are!
Derpington: A murderer.
Spofford: Which means you're not defenseless.
Derpington: Yeah.
I bet this is a big day for you.
Spofford: Oh yeah!
Derpington: Our first arrest!
Spofford: Actually, our second.
Derpington: Really?
Spofford: We arrested a jaywalker once.
Derpington: Oh yeah!
Spofford: But he walked free without a trial.
That's a shame.
Spofford: Yeah. Apparently, in Blogland, jaywalking isn't actually a crime.
I'm sorry to hear that.
Derpington: Hey, you've been moving.
Uh-huh.
Derpington: You're right next to us.
Yep.
*presses her hands to their necks and pumps them full of enough energy to power a Tesla coil*
XD XD XD
*laughs* :P
*She stands still, head tilting*
I was told that you people were the sort who did things, saved the world.
I'm here to help.
Star, then you type faster. Is that acceptable? :P
Silente, some of us are still vampires.
I can hardly stop you, Ms. Dark.
*curls up and closes her eyes*
Yes. Some of us are Kes. However, I am not some of us. And I doubt some of us will fix I.
Inge, that's a...bit of an overstatement, to be honest. We mostly blow thing up.
*steps over their twitching bodies*
*they'll probably live, unfortunately*
*stands in the doorway, looking out at the town*
*somewhere in that town is a Remnant*
*and it's down to one woman to kill it*
*smiles*
*looks down at the Sorcerer Cops*
Thank you for providing me with a car.
*slides behind the wheel of the police car*
*takes off down the street, running a red light in the process*
THE END
Not that you would want to, Sir- I know :)
*Cuddles gently, and licks affectionately*
@Kes: Too fast, probably. :P Idk, I type kind of fast . . .
Inge, I fear you may have been informed wrong. We are the crazy nutters who cause problems! I mean, we fix stuff too...but we also cause problems...
*applauds for Annika*
(*sighs*
Well, that's done for now.
Hullo, Sir. I neglected to say hullo before because I was involved in trying to type fast, which is not a skill of mine.)
*applauds Clara*
*throws roses to her*
Say Kessy...how against sinking your fangs into some one and turning them are you?
Gtg, bye!
*A smile flickers across her face, her eyes crinkling in amusement*
In that case, I suppose I'm here to blow stuff up.
@Clara: Ah, so that's why you don't typo. :)
*applauds :)*
(Storm, not very, if they're willing. It'll give me a slave for three days)
-_- Bye Kessy.
*smiles at Inge :)*
Fours, Kes!
(*catches a rose*
*tucks it into the band of my hat*
Thank you. It shall adorn my headwear for a good twenty minutes, at least.)
(two days not three. And Sil will be in touch.)
()
*Her smile turns into an expression that's...guarded*
Perhaps...
Perhaps I was misinformed.
I am, however, here for the benefit of a...friend, I suppose. Ally? Acquaintance? Something like that.
At any rate, I have to finish what she could not.
(I'm sorry, Rose. If you're offended by my wearing your namesake in my hat, I could of course wear something else. Like a dove. I hear those are popular on hats.)
@Inge who is she?
Is Sir gone?
:/
(I'm not offended. I'm merely saying that I am still breathing after last night's attempt.)
DEATH!
*hugs*
Glad you're okay. :)
*hugs Rose tightly* Good. I want you alive.
Hey Snow. :)
Well.
I suppose if he is gone then I'm not here. I'm feeling.... It. I'm feeling it again.
Bye
*huggles Rose* OMG YOU'RE OKAY
NEVER DO THAT TO ME AGAIN
PLEASE
IM CRYING DEATH. YIU MEAN SO DAMN MUCH TO ME.
Bye Adwa!
Deathy! *hugs*
I willingly was in a car with Zafira driving, usually I try to abandon her mind. *hugs Rose even tighter*
Nvm, I'm back, although I don't know for how long.
*hugs Death*
*hugs Adra*
Kessy. Do you need payment in any way?
(The outcome was purely not my idea. I took SEVEN painkillers and I'm still here.)
(Bye Adra.)
*hugs Adra* :/ :/
*hugs Death* :)
*hugs Death* :/
Please . . . we love you. Don't leave . . . :/
It is a sign for you to be here still, because someone out there cares for you.
(I will say that my head hurts, though. My head is killing me. And my stomach continues to refuse to settle.)
Storm, I don't think so, no. Your servitude will be enou- I mean, I'll do it as a favor, for a friend.
Death, we are all happy that it didn't work. Pleasepleaseplease never do that again *hugs again*
Death, that's probably a hangover :/
I doubt you'd know her, Silente. She's been...gone.
I'm sorry, Adrasdos.
I...brb. Need a minute.
Inge, would I? Or Star?
Death, I guarantee you that if you hadn't commented I would of found a way to Melbourne and search all of Victoria for you. I am not kidding, I would have. *hugs and never lets go* please stay here. I love you, sis.
(Okay. Now that you all know that I'm... Somewhat unwillingly, alive, can we do something to get the attention off me?)
*seconds Snow*
Death, sure!
*bites Silente*
I'm not sure if that'll work, since I haven't changed, but...
Do you want to go get the kitten?
(Okay. Back. Sorry bout that. Thought words feelings stuff yeah.)
...okay Kes, can I trust you not to make me do anything overly stupid for the next two days?
*still curled up beneath her tree*
Hello, Death Rose. I hope you're alright...
Perhaps, Kes.
I need to get breakfast. *hugs all*
If you want the kitten. I only wanted to get one for you. It doesn't bother me too much...
OW!
I do, the kitten will be cute and fluffy. *offers her a hand* Shall we go to a pet shop somewhere?
Storm, *shifty eyes* probably. Delila would disapprove if I did anything too terrible.
Bye Snow!
*She took his hand tightly and swung it while they walked*
Sure! Pet shop it is!
(where did you bite her? Also you could've added some flare!)
(I was worried. Glad your okay x)
*Roland had been gone longer than he needed to be into Ariana's room. The fire that he had stoked before he left was starting to go out again.
*
*walks with her, extremely happy, towards a pet shop in Blogland* Can I call the cat Loki Jr?
((Storm, her neck, I suppose.
Hi Em!))
(You suppose? *facepalm* details..I miss them)
*clamps a hand over the bite*
*there doesn't seem to be much blood...*
Rose2:
*She looked around worryingly. Was Roland okay? She got up and knocked on Ariana's door*
Hey...? Mind if I come in...?
----
*She grinned and kissed his knuckles*
Of course! Loki Jr! Cute name! Now we have to find the perfect kitty!
*enters the shop, and finds the kitties* They meow!
((Storm, well, sorry.))
((And my fangs weren't out, which would explain the lack of blood))
(jk Kess.)
*her head feels funny*
*grins*
*Roland had fallen asleep in the rocking chair, holding Ariana. She had settled back down into his chest, her hand was holding onto his. Where her hand was, Roland's was now being covered in silver.*
*She laughed and traced her fingers along the glass, watching their reactions*
Of course they meow! They're kitties!
*She spotted a dark tail hiding under their bed and she grinned*
I think we may have found the evil black one!
*runs her hand through the grass*
((Oh, this is going to be FUN))
I believe we have, can we get someone to let us in? I want to make sure the cat can handle a non-Midgardian scent.
(hmm..that's one way to put it...)
(imma speed up the 'becoming mindless' thing because its easier)
*smiles*
*starts looking slightly gormless*
Rose2:
*She opened the door and looked around. She smiled softly at Roland and Ariana. She looked around for a blanket before she took Ariana from Roland's arms and placed the blanket on him. He returned Ariana and sat beside him on the ground, her head leaning against his knee*
You two are so cute... I wish Casha could see... But I think she's a little busy... Oh, you two...
(You would think that Silente would want to get a bit older before becoming a vampire again . . .)
*Suddenly there was a little cooing coming from Ariana. She was awake and looking up at a sleeping Roland. Her cooing started getting louder trying to wake him up as she kicked a little.*
(I thought so. She just laughed at me and said 'but I lose the innocent line. And the cute defensless twelve year old angle!')
*She spotted a clerk finishing up cleaning a rabbit's cage and waved him over*
Uh, hi. We're thinking of buying that little black kitten. The hiding one. Can we please have a closer look at him?
*The clerk nodded, unlocked the door, reached in to grab the kitten by the scruff of his neck and handed him to her*
Thanks!
*The kitten looked up, its green eyes sparkling. It made a soft meow and shifted its gaze to Loki*
Aw... Loki....
(I guess the advantages outweigh the disadvantages, Star.)
*a grin starts to spread across her face*
*no*
*Storm is her friend*
*but...*
((Are we doing this for two days real time, or...?))
Rose2:
*She looked up at Ariana, her smile widening. She got back to her feet and took the baby from his arms*
Ariana, we'll let him sleep for a while, okay? You and me can have a cuddle.
(@Silente: Fair enough. :P
KesTC. D:)
(if you want sure.)
*looks pretty gormless now*
*goofy almost*
*eyes vacant*
((Star, yeah, she's special :3))
Um. Silente, you're completely under my control, right?
*She made an excited little squeal, her arms waving.
Roland moved slightly on the chair, pulling the blanket closer. As he moved his shoulder, one of his wings wrapped closer around him, almost cocooning him.*
Hi there...*puts hand by the kitty to let him smell his hand* Good kitty...
@Kes: :P
*left-diagonal-up-down-backwards-forwards-straight-curvy-circular-multiple directions-invisible directions-nonexistent directions-indecipherable directions
Rose2:
*She kisses Ariana's nose and shushed her softy. She looked back to Roland and reached out to trail her fingers along his wing*
Amazing...
((STAR HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO REMEMBER THAT))
*The kitten sniffed at Loki's hand, flinched slightly, and started to lick his fingers with its sandpaper-like tongue*
Aw!! It likes you!
*The wing shuffled as it drew itself closer into Roland. He groaned in his sleep.
Ariana let out another excited sound.*
*nods again in case Kess didn't see the first nod*
*she didn't see the first nod*
Excellent. Can you talk?
We are so getting this kitty. *smiles, for once, and attempts to pet the cat on the head*
@Kes: YOU DON'T HAVE TO
JUST AVOID USING THE WORD 'right'. :P
Kitties. :) :)
*looks at Kes and Silente* This could get interesting . . . O_O
Yes *its slightly similar to a snarl*
Rose2:
*She decided not to leave Ariana's room, so she sat down on the floor beside Roland again, resting her head on his knee like before. She took Ariana's hand in hers and shook it. She kissed her fingers and her forehead*
You're a doll. You're a little adorable living doll.
*Ariana was cooing quietly. She placed her hand on Rose's cheek and showed her the dream again but this time showing her the rest that she had shown Roland.
She cooed again as Roland's wing shuffled again.*
*The kitten started to purr when Loki touched it an pressed it's little head against his palm. It meowed again*
*She waved to clerk over again*
Okay. We'd like to buy this one.
*She passed the kitten to Loki as she followed the man to the register. She signed a few things and payed him. She returned to Loki with a bag full of cat-needed things, like a bed and food*
Hello, little Loki Jr!
((Star, I literally have no idea what to make her do, so...))
Storm, *takes an involuntary step backwards* ah. Good.
(oh good.)
*stares*
((This is going to be a really long two days))
@Kes: XD
Well, have fun, anyway. :P
Rose2:
*She watched the dream, delight on her face*
Who is he...? A brother...? Do you want a brother? A little brother? Do you want him to be a wolf like daddy? A wolf and an angel who are both children of silver mages... What an odd family...
*She reached out to stroke Roland's wing again*
Lets take him home! *takes Rose and the cat back to the house* Good thing Ricci is asleep...
(It always is.)
*staaaaaaares*
*BLINK*
*stare*
Why is it a good thing? What happens if someone is allergic to him...?
*She frowned at him*
We ought to have planned this better...
*stares back at her*
*attepts to synchronise her blinks with Storm's*
We do not react to allergines, Zanida is the only one allergic to something, high amounts of Midgardian water.
*blink*
*stares*
*waiting*
*staaaaaaaaaares*
*...*
*blink*
*Ariana made an excited sound as Rose talked about the wolf in her dream. She cooed.
Then she started showing things she had seen through Roland, when her silver had touched him earlier. Things he has gone through. Him drowning, having his wings clipped by another group of angels. He still has a broken arm from years ago. Being kicked in the head repeatedly by other people.
Then she showed it from Roland's perspective. Being tortured by an uncle, ending up with nothing by scars all over his body and wings.
Ariana then cooed again softly as the wing ruffled itself and Roland let a groan escape him.*
*tries to see how long she can go without blinking*
Alexis: *uncertainly goes to where Lorcan lives, scared someone will kill her, and knocks*
What about the twins...? They're half me... They could get allergic...
*She looked at the door where the twins would be behind and pursed her lips*
----
Rose2:
*She looked winced at Roland's dream and shook her was. She was going to wake him up. She got up, placed Ariana back in her cot and walked over to Roland. She took his shoulder and shook it softly*
Roland...? Wake up. You're having a bad dream. Wake up!
*stares*
*Casha closed the bedroom as she opened the front door. The look of disgust on her face when she saw Alexis was one that could kill. She tried her best not to let her silver take over.*
Casha: What do you want?!
*stares*
I command you to let me win this staring contest
*closes her eyes*
*opens them again*
*Roland jumped slightly in the chair, his wings flapping frantically as he tried to get his breath calm.*
Roland: Oh god... I...
Alexis: To...to...talk to you and Lorcan...if I may. *her face shows one of fear of the silver mage before her*
Calm. We will be fine.
Ricci: KITTY!!!
Rose2:
*She put her hand against his fac and smiled reassuringly at him*
Hey, you're okay! It was just a dream. Those things will never happen to you, Roland. Never. You're fine.
HA
I WON
Well done. *again her voice is more of a growl than words*
*stares and blinks*
O-okay, Loki...
*She was about to kiss him hen she jumped away in fright of someone yelling*
Oh my God!! Ricci!!
*Her hand flew over her heart and she gasped for breath*
Don't scare me like that!
((Brb food...-Zaf
Casha: Lorcan is sick. He's not seeing anyone,
What do you want to talk to me about?
-
*Roland looked confused until he looked down at his hand at the silver mark.*
Roland: Ah... the child. Well unfortunately, those events have already happened to me. Those are not nightmares but memories.
(Okay Zaf!)
Rose2:
Oh... Roland!
*She sat on his lap and hugged him tightly. Se buried her face into his shoulder*
I'm so sorry... They'll never happen again. I'm so sorry!
*Roland didn't know how to hug her back, he was still very rigid at times around her even though he was spending a lot of time with her.*
Roland: You have nothing to apologise for.
I was raised around people who did not understand me, my parents did the best they could but unfortunately could not protect me from everyone.
Rose2:
If... If that ever happens again... You call me. I'll give you my number later... The worst things happen to the best people, Roland...
*She closed her eyes and hugged him. She didn't care if he didn't hug her back, she wanted him to know that she cared*
You're strong of going through all of that. Very, very strong... Why doesn't Casha see that...?
(...Kes?)
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