Shiva

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The crackling of a fire, the boom of something exploding, the agonized screams of a man, the smell of singed flesh. All of these filled Amber's senses, and she knew what she would find as she rounded the corner and saw the horror in front of her. She made it just in time to see the figure that started all of this, and she hid in the shadows so as to not be discovered so she could follow the person. There were too many people here, she didn't want anyone else to get hurt.

Journey to the Past

Amber

Amber nodded. "I think I will." She replied. The longer she was out of the castle, the more she would be able to familiarize herself with her surroundings and be able to find everything without having to rely on Kain or Inoth.

Journey to the Past

Amber

"Ah, I see. In that case, I think I'll get it. Hello by the way." She greeted Kain, before turning to the shop owner to pay. It was simple enough to figure out the monetary system to figure out how much to pay, and thankfully the dress was fairly cheap.

Journey to the Past

Amber

Okay, so he understands. That's cool. Amber thought to herself as she walked into the shop with the small dragon.
The shop owner looked up as he heard the small dragon, and appeared to be a man in his late fourties of early fifties. He greeted them with a warm smile. "Ah, welcome! What can I help you with?" He asked us. He looked Amber up and down, and seemed to silently judge the fact that she was wearing men's clothes. "Hm. . . Never mind. I think I know. The dresses are this way, come on and I'll help you find something in your size." He said.
She looked at the shop owner, glad that he seemed friendly enough. "Um. . . Thank you." She replied as she followed him over to the dresses.
After searching for several minutes, they finally found one that was her size that actually looked decent on her. After she changed, she came out and looked at Inoth. "Well, what do you think?" She asked.

Journey to the Past

Amber

Amber looked down at the little dragon in surprise as he pulled her sleeve, and decided to just go with it. "I suppose you know where you're going better then I do." She commented as she followed him. "I'm not positive you understand me, pardon me if that's offensive, I've just never met anything like you. At any rate, if you do understand, would you happen to know somewhere I could get some different clothes? These aren't exactly comfortable."

Journey to the Past

Amber

She sighed and sat down on the bed next to the small dragon. Hearing his obviously unhappy noises she looked over at him. "Yeah, I'm not happy either, little fella. But look on the bright side, you at least belong here." Amber said, before looking around the room. It was very small, and though she was tired she knew she wouldn't be able to sleep. Plus, her clothes weren't exactly comfortable. Fifteenth century clothes certainly weren't designed with comfort in mind, at least not the clothes she was wearing. "How about we go exploring a bit?" She suggested as she stood up. She had no idea if the creature, Inoth she believed his name was, could understand her, but he seemed very intelligent, so she assumed so. Amber counted how much money she had in the small pouch, and left the room.

Journey to the Past

Amber

And so I was locked in the tower. . . Amber thought, remembering basically every fairytale ever. Then suddenly that's when she realized what the creature on the man's shoulder was. A dragon. She hadn't realized it at first, because parents these days. . . Those days. . . Whatever tense you want to use, didn't tell their children stories anymore, which she thought was a pity, and fairytale were all but forgotten. At any rate, she was a bit surprised that a supposedly mythical creature was now right in front of her, but she decided to ask questions later. "Thank you." She replied yet again. The small space might take a little getting used to, but she certainly wasn't going to complain.

Journey to the Past

Amber

"Thank you." Amber called as he left, before she went over to the trunk. How are you supposed to open this thing? She thought to herself. She was used to just pushing a button and having when she needed, but she discovered after a couple of seconds that she had to turn a latch before she open it. After rummaging through it for a bit, she finally found something close to her size and put it on.

Weird Roommates

Sasha

After a long and tedious search for a recipe from this website called 'Pinterest' I finally found something I thought looked good, that I had the ingredients to make. Hopefully this one wouldn't turn out badly. . . I tended to get a bit flustered and angry whenever I messed up on something, and Luke always exploited these opprotunities to torture me and get revenge for my nagging him.

Luke

The smell of food reached its way to my room soft as I finished cleaning. I made my way to the kitchen to see what she was making, and it looked like she was making something I'd seen before. . . I think it's called Lasagna? "Oh no, you're putting it in the oven. Make sure it doesn't turn out like last weeks cake catastrophe, please." I said, teasing her lightly and earning a death glare.

Journey to the Past

Amber

She nodded in response. "Also, would it be possible for me to have a small section of space somewhere that I can use as an office of sorts? I'm going to have to figure out how to repair this technology, and to do that I'm going to have to take it completely apart, so I just need somewhere I can lay everything out and look at it."