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lol no worries. Larger group RPs are usually not my jam anyway, I was just trying because the concept was interesting. Ah well. Happy Halloween yall
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@_@ I can't keep up with this, unfortunately. Sorry. >_< Achi's gonna roll off to school now~
Mirage went from exhaustion to confusion. Between the terrifying screaming and then sudden lack of it from Stormcaller, to the voice of someone she'd been thinking of since they left... A part of her thought she'd imagined KJ's voice. But when the others responded to it too, she knew it wasn't just an exhaustion fueled fantasy.
Why was Kila here? How was Kila here? What was going wrong now?! So many questions... But no time for any of the answers.
"I will never say 'too easy' again... or even think it." She exhaled and made sure her staff was strapped securely to her back. The others were relying on her now - especially Rain. As much as she hated to admit it, her magic was all but tapped. Despite being surrounded by water in this swamp, she felt off. Fighting a heavy battle might push her over the edge. So she would do the next best thing. When Rain set down his canisters to hoist his rifle, she picked one up. And she gestured for Quiver to hand his over.
"You need both hands for that, don't you? I can still do this much." It took a few moments longer than usual, but she faded out of sight after that. No matter what, she would keep these cans safe.
Yeah this is going *very* fast for me.. >_<;
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"Just a moment, Max!" Achieng's cheery voice sounded out as she finshed tying an artful knot in the bright scarf around her head. Yesterday's full moon had brought the tide with it - she'd been out swimming last night. She felt fantastic, honestly. She always did after a long venue in the ocean. But now it was back to reality - and to class later that morning.
She wheeled herself to the door, not bothering to put on the strangely stifling magical bracelet. Among other things, it turned the reality of her glittering sun-orange fin into a pair of legs, but it couldn't actually make her walk. Thus the chair. Sometimes humans stared, but apparently they just did that sometimes. Other humans in wheelchairs who went to the college had commisserated with her about the rudeness of such behavior. They thought she was a transfer student from another country. It wasn't a lie, despite not being the truth of the matter. But the cover story helped to explain away little differences, cultural and otherwise, when she failed to be ordinary.
"Good morning, Max!" Achieng offered him a sweet, dimpled smile as she opened the door. None of her teeth were on display. Some people were easily startled by teeth - she'd learned that one the hard way. "Would you like some tea? The kettle should be singing any moment." She rather liked Max. He was sweet, even if he was the most anxious being she'd ever met.
"Just a moment, Max!" Achieng's cheery voice sounded out as she finshed tying an artful knot in the bright scarf around her head. Yesterday's full moon had brought the tide with it - she'd been out swimming last night. She felt fantastic, honestly. She always did after a long venue in the ocean. But now it was back to reality - and to class later that morning.
She wheeled herself to the door, not bothering to put on the strangely stifling magical bracelet. Among other things, it turned the reality of her glittering sun-orange fin into a pair of legs, but it couldn't actually make her walk. Thus the chair. Sometimes humans stared, but apparently they just did that sometimes. Other humans in wheelchairs who went to the college had commisserated with her about the rudeness of such behavior. They thought she was a transfer student from another country. It wasn't a lie, despite not being the truth of the matter. But the cover story helped to explain away little differences, cultural and otherwise, when she failed to be ordinary.
"Good morning, Max!" Achieng offered him a sweet, dimpled smile as she opened the door. None of her teeth were on display. Some people were easily startled by teeth - she'd learned that one the hard way. "Would you like some tea? The kettle should be singing any moment." She rather liked Max. He was sweet, even if he was the most anxious being she'd ever met.
@Foster Achi: I"m working on it, dammit!
Oh, we started? I thought it would be Sunday. Alright, I will get writing tomorrow.
@BunniesOfDoom That's just front desk life tbh
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Achieng: ....pff. Ha! HAHahaha! After your body?! My goodness. I could do better.
Achieng: ....pff. Ha! HAHahaha! After your body?! My goodness. I could do better.
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