I have waited this long, whats a few more hours?
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Lets try this again, Once more into the rapids that are group rps. Perhaps I will find the one that doesn't end a waterfall.
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Mulivon eagerly took the scone from Simon, clearly enthralled with the idea of something so sweet being an acceptable morning meal. She hesitantly took a bite, as if expecting at any moment for someone to swat it away and ridicule her. Her fear was swept away with the bliss of the sweet treat, and the raspberry flavor a tasty familiar taste though not quite the same as freshly plucked. She couldn't help but let a little smile appear on her lips as to confirm to the world her approval.
She was able to fight the urge to continue eating it as the greater mystery came with how it would taste combined with the coffee. A sudden realization that Ian had been made to wait made her glow red.
"I am fine in the bevy, it was just the sudden voices that came from all around that I did not enjoy."
She said quite hushed, but loud enough that Ian might have made it out.
"I am from the forest of feathers at the foot of the frozen mountains in the north. My mother the current Grandest Raven said that I, descendant of the Goddess Mulivon, was to go to learn at the Dielstadht. She said that I was to go and use my blessing to aid in return the Dielstadht would show me of the world with endless sky."
She couldn't help but posture a little as she answered. Her 160 centimeters seemed far larger while she spoke of her origins, clearly she took great pride in her home.
"So Sweet Sounding Ian, where is it you are you from? Are you like The Albert? Though you did not cringe in fear of the Crimson Eyed Oerba. Perhaps you are of the kind that can change their shape?"
@Spawnling@Raijinslayer
She was able to fight the urge to continue eating it as the greater mystery came with how it would taste combined with the coffee. A sudden realization that Ian had been made to wait made her glow red.
"I am fine in the bevy, it was just the sudden voices that came from all around that I did not enjoy."
She said quite hushed, but loud enough that Ian might have made it out.
"I am from the forest of feathers at the foot of the frozen mountains in the north. My mother the current Grandest Raven said that I, descendant of the Goddess Mulivon, was to go to learn at the Dielstadht. She said that I was to go and use my blessing to aid in return the Dielstadht would show me of the world with endless sky."
She couldn't help but posture a little as she answered. Her 160 centimeters seemed far larger while she spoke of her origins, clearly she took great pride in her home.
"So Sweet Sounding Ian, where is it you are you from? Are you like The Albert? Though you did not cringe in fear of the Crimson Eyed Oerba. Perhaps you are of the kind that can change their shape?"
@Spawnling@Raijinslayer
I have been waiting for hellsing. I feel rude just controlling his character. May I have it a brief post that skims details?
I am sleep deprived,Forgive my out burst, and let us never speak of it again.
I cant recover it. Like literally, because I deleted it in its entirety out of irritation.
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With all that had taken place in such a short time, Mulivon was rather overwhelmed. Compared to the rustling of the trees and the quite whispers of the wind this shop would only be compared to a sudden storm. The shock of giant serpent would turn out to be the easiest part to take of all this. An Albert, saved her the indignity of admitting she had no idea what a Naga was, she simply thought she was one of the stone gazers.
When Simon came out from the back, he seemed comfortable around the creature, she was fairly certain the Naga was not going to harm Lancelot.
"I would like the coffee and a sweet bread with fruit inside, Woolly Simon."
Next thing she knew it would seem like an entire herd found itself in the shop. So many newcomers of various shapes and sizes, she had seen several of their various types before but never all at once. She would jump at the sudden words that where once again for her.
"And who is this ravishing creature that stands before you, I don't believe we've met. My name is Ian Carver, and I'd be honored if you'd give me the pleasure of knowing your name?"
"I am Mulivon, Sweet Sounding Ian." She states rather perplexed but admittedly flattered by how forward he was. Despite this she still felt very out of her element, and looked for what could only be described as an escape, she excused herself and let a quick high pitch chirp slip from betwixt her teeth. Lancelot quickly made his way to her shoulder, knowing full well how much trouble he was in.
As much as she would have preferred to fly away herself, she was not going to give any more ground than she already had. A vacant spot near the counter seemed to be calling her, it was there she would stand as strong as an oak, the coffee and sweet bread would be hers.
@Queen Cobra@Raijinslayer@Spawnling
When Simon came out from the back, he seemed comfortable around the creature, she was fairly certain the Naga was not going to harm Lancelot.
"I would like the coffee and a sweet bread with fruit inside, Woolly Simon."
Next thing she knew it would seem like an entire herd found itself in the shop. So many newcomers of various shapes and sizes, she had seen several of their various types before but never all at once. She would jump at the sudden words that where once again for her.
"And who is this ravishing creature that stands before you, I don't believe we've met. My name is Ian Carver, and I'd be honored if you'd give me the pleasure of knowing your name?"
"I am Mulivon, Sweet Sounding Ian." She states rather perplexed but admittedly flattered by how forward he was. Despite this she still felt very out of her element, and looked for what could only be described as an escape, she excused herself and let a quick high pitch chirp slip from betwixt her teeth. Lancelot quickly made his way to her shoulder, knowing full well how much trouble he was in.
As much as she would have preferred to fly away herself, she was not going to give any more ground than she already had. A vacant spot near the counter seemed to be calling her, it was there she would stand as strong as an oak, the coffee and sweet bread would be hers.
@Queen Cobra@Raijinslayer@Spawnling
I shall go over it in the morning to correct it.
I will attempt a response despite being inebriated, but it matters not! I shall not be the cause of a delay.
I am about to leave for the evening, going to bar-tend a acquaintances 21st. I shall check for a post then make like a plane and leave.
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