Briza

Steampunk: Dragons and Battleships

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Give Me Your Favorite Quote(s).

...Then I placed
my mask on a stone, and walked as the sleepless
walk, led by my dream. And from one moon
to another I leapt...

In Her Absence I Created Her Image, Mahmoud Darwish

I said: You killed me ... and I forgot, like you, to die.

In Jerusalem, Mahmoud Darwish

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Give Me Your Favorite Quote(s).

World adorned with dreams and yearning,
Rain down on our deserts,
Rain down, but shake us, palms of the wound,
And break two branches off for us
From the trees that love the silence of the wound,
From the trees with arched lashes and hands
That keep vigil over the wound.

World adorned with dreams and yearning,
World falling in my brow,
Drawn like the wound,
Come no closer—the wound is closer than you.
Don’t tempt me—the wound is more beautiful,
And the wound has passed by that enchantment
Cast by your eyes
In the last kingdoms,
Passed without leaving a sail to tempt it astray,
Without leaving it an island.

Adonis

Give Me Your Favorite Lyric(s).

Because I dream of you in colors that don’t exist.

Dandelion Hands

Law, Order, & Equivalence: A Fullmetal Alchemist RP

_{G e n e v i e v e H a r p e r}

Pressing the piston into the beaker, the coffee grounds gently sank to the bottom. Genevieve watched with a small smile of melancholy on her dusted lips. She drew in a deep sigh of a breath and exhaled as she admired the French coffee press. Her fingers tapped gently on the counter top and counted the seconds with a string of precision at each touch. With a sudden amount of gusto, her wrist lifted and touched the top of the beaker, and with her other hand, she grabbed hold of the press and poured a the coffee into a milk white ceramic mug.

Her smile gingerly widened as the cup was brought two-handedly to her lips. She drew in a whiff of the coffee and took a small sip. Genevieve closed her eyes as the warmth touched her lips and the taste resonated in her mouth. For several seconds she stood in a hazy, silent admiration, and as if a switch had been pulled, her smile faded into a solemn seriousness, interrupted by a you-know-who who asked her to immediately find Brigadier General Amelia Remington.

And, just like that, Genevieve had work to do. She was off to the races. She was playing catch-up and back-up, again. This was nothing unusual as it was part of her upbringing. Coffee almost always came first in many manners, which showed itself to be an inconvenient measure at times, but the truth perpetually stood that there is no such thing as a perfect anecdote.

Genevieve took another sip from the mug.

I really ought to run.

The desire to deliver her message was present. It swished in her coffee mug as she walked charily around the quarters, trying to sense where the Brig. General was.

One - Two - Three - Four... The tip of her tongue, warm with coffee tapped against the roof of her mouth as she counted inaudibly to twenty. Ready or not... Her dark eyes looked around the facility, as she took took yet another sip from her mug. It was almost empty, and the caffeine was starting to push her to better obedience. Her hand lifted and the mug pushed against her lips as she took the last bit of coffee.

Here I come...

Decidedly beginning to walk with a swifter pace, which eventually developed into a jog and then a run, she continued to let intuition lead her to... Oh -- oh my. Is that Brigadier General Amelia Remington's voice? Genevieve turned into the Training Room to find that two others were already there:

“Any questions, Majors? Then you may begin.”

“Yes, I have one...” She asked in between a quick breather. A smug, half smile was on her face, as she looked at the other two. The empty coffee mug in her hand was slightly tilted, facing towards them. Her eyes looked back at the Gen. Brigadier and her smile faded, showing a more sobering visage. “What was that, again?”

Law, Order, & Equivalence: A Fullmetal Alchemist RP

Oh, @Briza since you're around, if you want to take 1st post and have Genevieve come semi-rushing into the training room having been told to come find Brig Gen Remington, she'll go ahead and put you with the other two on this case. Solves that little kerfuffle.

@Saltwater Thief

Okee dokee. This week's been busy and is still not over, but I have managed to write half a post. Cheers to the weekend!