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I'm having to take care of my boyfriend's grandmother as she just got out of eye surgery, making stay next to her throughout the duration of the day. I may not be able to squeeze in a post or do any updates until Saturday when she is able to move around more, I will try to get a post up tonight before I go to bed.
@MacabreFox When you play the game of air travel, you board or you die.


Quite literally! This couldn't be anymore true Dervs.
You guys, I'm just happy to be home and be connected with you again!

Also, despite the crazy shenanigans, I got to swim in the ocean for the wry first time as well ^.^
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Heard 2000+ flights got canceled; how bad was it?


Pretty bad actually, when we arrived for our flight on Thursday morning, there were so many people going through the security, and people were sleeping in the airport. We were scheduled to leave by 11:15am, and when we got there, they told us our flight was canceled, so they put us on standby for a 5:30pm flight. However, an hour before we were suppose to leave for that, the connecting flight to our destination was canceled. So then, a very nice gentleman at the desk got us boarding passes for another flight, so we made it to Orlando at 2am, and then we had to stay there at the airport until 6:55am, and we finally made it to Raleigh, NC. But when we landed, they had lost our luggage. In fact, my boyfriend's friend had called us, and apparently he was at the Dallas airport, asked us where we were, because our names were being said over the intercom for us to pick up our luggage. But Dallas was our original connecting flight to Raleigh, so our luggage wasn't even supposed to be off the plane in the first place. We finally got our luggage after they had to deliver it to us. Then, flying back, they cancelled our flight, and stuck us on a late flight at night!
As aforementioned in FoC @gcold, I'm back, and I will catch up on everything that I've missed. I plan to have a post up tomorrow or Thursday at the latest.

Also, what is your opinion on us writing a collab? Do you expect these beginning posts to move quickly, or do we have any time? Just curious because Poohead was interested in one, and so I was. If you're against the idea, that's fine with me on either hand.
I have finall returned! I'm exhausted, we got caught up in the shenanigans of Southwest Airlines, if any of my Murica peeps have heard on the news, so I'm just happy to be home again. I will review everything to see what's happened since I left.
I AM BACK.

@Klomster @AndrewCooper @Hygswitch@Sundered Echo How are your posts coming along?

@MacabreFox I can finally continue the collab again :)


I have returned as well!! Send me a PM when you're ready to continue.
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More character interaction's always nice.


Let's plan on a future collab ^.^

@gcold just to reiterate, I will be gone tomorrow until very late Monday evening, I don't think I'll even have time to pop in, but I'm definitely certain I won't have any time for a post were that to happen/be needed.


Protruding off the upper lip of Herr von Goethe, nearly concealing his entire mouth, a waxed pepper-grey moustache remained immovable with every word uttered. Like any fat cat, the monocle came in tow, finding an easy perch between his fleshy cheek and sagging brows. When his lips brushed against hers, she cringed in disgust, forcing every fiber in her body to remain stationary. Fraulein von Goethe on the other hand, an exquisitely dressed woman in a stunning, satin-red dress, a minx draped gingerly over her shoulder, just like Eris had said. She suppressed a wave of surprise as Shay conjured up a fitting occupation, an investor for British archaelogical expeditions to Egypt and Persia, while she displaced the feeling of wishing him to choose something less attention-grabbing, it would suit their needs for the time being, after all this job should last no more than a few days time. Secured with a net of diamonds and pearls arranged in a fashionable lotus, the Fraulein's hair perfectly emitted the sense of higher-class nobility, with each finger-curl wave held firmly in place without any hint of a bobby pin, something Vera envied to a certain degree. Conway O'Doyle, right, best not forget the name, and she, Abigale, his fiancee. Cradling the long-necked champagne glass, she tried to concentrate on her outward, emotional appearance, one that hopefully exuded a sense of worth.

"How quaint," the Fraulein began, bringing the ivory holder away from her lips, and blew out a gentle curl of smoke from the side of her mouth, "I find the Egyptians to be a rather... primal people. Who would think that placing key organs into jars would grant them passage into "their" afterlife. Now, tell me, Abigale, yes?" Even though the Fraulein was older in age compared to Vera, this did not stop her from delving into the fashionable make-up styles of the day; smoky eyes, and a dark wine-red cupid's bow lingered on her, the corners of her mouth on one side twitched upwards, was she trying to conceal a smirk?

"Yes, that's right." Vera replied.

"What is it you do?"

"I paint, and write poetry. My father says I waste his time, and his money for my artistic pursuits, but I share a deep interest in many painters, even more so when it comes to poetry. We have a lavish study where Conway promised me the room for my hobbies."

"And you said that you two were engaged, correct?" Fraulein asked, instead of her mouth, a twitch in her brow warranted a suspicious gleam in her eyes, or at least one that was coy.

"That's right."

"If you will beg my pardon, where is your engagement ring? I'm certain that a woman such as yourself would not want to leave it behind in any circumstance."

"Ah yes, no need to worry over such a petty matter. We had it sent back to the jeweler, one of the diamonds fell out, I rather miss it myself." Vera countered, slipping her arm around Shay's, so as to link them at the elbow, and perhaps even to seek a degree of encouragement. Suddenly, the Herr laughed aloud, and placed a tentative hand upon his wife's shoulder.

"You must forgive me, my wife can be a bit inquisitive, more than she means to be at times. Her curious nature is what drew me to her in the first place. I hope you can understand," Here he turned his attention to Shay.

"I dare say, I am curious to know more over your expeditions. Clara and I managed to acquire several pieces of Egyptian works. My personal favorite is a peculiar piece, a canopic jar depicting Duamutef. I would love to acquire the other three jars for a complete collection, perhaps you could help me in that endeavour."

"Where is it you purchased your new home?" Clara interjected.

"Clara-"

"Oh Albert please." His wife turned to face him, batting her long, dark lashes at him as her lips puckered into a pertinent frown. He could only sigh, and nodded, offering Shay and Vera both a sympathetic look.

"In Liverpool, that's where my Aunt lives, such a pleasant woman she is. we enjoy frequenting London however, the city offers more exotic entertainment that we find exciting." While Clara's questions would have irked, or forced other women to feel anxious, Vera rose to meet each question with a desire to prove herself.

"Now then, you said you have an inkling for Monet, is that right?" Albert piped up, eager to quiet his wife's overeager attitude. "I have an impressive art collection, Clara says I spend my money frivolously on such luxuries, but it is a collection that I am proud of. I would be more than happy to invite you both over for a luncheon sometime this week, perhaps this is a piece art that you will find tasteful to hang in your new abode. And perhaps I can have you authenticate that jar as well? One must be careful of fraudulent sellers on the market nowadays, what a downright shame it is."
@Peik I think we may have a reason now for Sevine and Sadri to speak, seeing as how this hasn't happened yet! She'll thank him for coming to her aid, or at least repay the favor. (:
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