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7 yrs ago
A run-on sentence does not mean a long sentence.
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7 yrs ago
@Ophidian Funny thing, that was always my court.
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7 yrs ago
Nanowrimo time.
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7 yrs ago
I didn't even know Life is Strange had a prequel before Fabricant mentioned it. Going to have to pull some money out of somewhere.
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@Fabricant, I think I understand what you're saying, but it still made no sense.
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@BlackPanther

Elizabeth held her phone up, and put it against Cal's. There numbers now would have been exchanged instantly.

"There, now we have each other's numbers," Elizabeth said. "So tell me, who are you? What's your name, what're you like, that sort of thing."
I'm still here.
"Of course, Lady Violetta," Elizabeth said.

Yet Elizabeth was not very adamant to get moving. Elizabeth wanted to see the new students, and what they were all about. She held her cellphone in her hand, yet wasn't too overeager about the whole thing. She would avoid touching the students of her class with her cellphone, unless they requested otherwise, and would go straight to the new students.



Juna

Juna, like many of the rest of the traveling mummers, had sat down to enjoy herself. She held her goblet up to her mouth, gulping down a mouthful of mead, and then made an audible sound that showed her enjoyment of it, and how refreshing it seemed to her. The place seemed to be in a good at the moment, and Juna was feeling the same, and reveled in it. Between her and Annara’s performances and the play, they had put on a good show today, and now that their work was over for the day the revelries could begin.

Times like these, for what they were worth, were quite enjoyable. You would take a seat, and have a nice drink with some of your fellows, while an entertaining yet absolutely unremarkable conversation would go on.

For now, though, that could wait. Alan had made a comment on how Annara ought to have less frown, more crown, to borrow a certain unnecessary phrase. Annara gave an acerbic reply, which was fitting for her. Juna had her usual mischievous smile the whole time, and she took another sip from her goblet. She didn’t butt into their conversation, and let the kids have their fun. Juna instead allowed herself to be surrounded by men, who she might just lead on enough to keep them interested, and to keep them fun, but probably not more.

Of course, the mood couldn’t stay flowery forever. At their heart they weren’t just traveling entertainers, but a warband. Every one of them knew it, and no matter how much they fretted about the paticulars, they knew it to be true, and they’d accepted it. If they hadn’t, they’d have left already. Still, Juna didn’t want to see those two, Annara and Alan, with blood on their hands. Herself as a murderer was enough already.
In the background was Lothren being gloomy again. Juna eventually headed on out there, over to him. Her arrogance wasn’t so great that she thought she would be able to make him smile and join closer with the others. However, what she did know was that she had known him for a long time, and he wouldn’t be rid of her so easily.

“Being broody again?” Juna said as she knelt down beside him. She had a feeling that, even to her, he would be less than welcoming.
@Aisling

"Were you already so friendly, Lady Violetta?" Elizabeth said. "But still, it is good to be back. Nonetheless, there is no reason to get emotional. And you will have to introduce me to all the others, Lady Violetta."
I'm interested.
"Come on, both of you," Elizabeth said. "We have a welcoming party to look forward to?"

"And myself as well?" Uriel said.

"Yes," Elizabeth said. "When was the last time you left this room? It has been a while."

So Elizabeth with both her arcane hound and her dragon, which grew bigger every year, headed downstairs. When she opened the door, she saw the familiar landscape of the Academy. It seemed she truly had returned to her home, and this place, her abode for some two years, was more home than any of the places she had ever none before.

Elizabeth headed down from the elevator, which sent her downstairs. There, Elizabeth headed towards Lady Violetta once again. There she was again, with that mirthless expression on her face. She had called her down here, and Elizabeth had come. Elizabeth approached her, her dragon Uriel flying up in the air and coiling around Elizabeth's arm, and her arcane hound walking beside her.

"Hello once again, Lady Violetta," Elizabeth said. "The years go by so fast, don't they. Now, I hear you have once new students. I'm sure I'll be meeting them."
Elizabeth had surprisingly awoken from her bed. She was back in her room, away from everything from before. She had been sent away from the regular parts of the academy, and had spent a night in a room, closed off from everything and everyone else. When she awoke, and she left, she was a mysterious place, a place that was outdoors, and her long journey had brought her to gain, of all things, a pink elephant. Now she was back where she ought to be, or at least where she was quite often. Beside her on her bed was a book, titled Elephantas Minor. She put it aside for now, and would perhaps read it if it was necessary.

"You're back," Hesiod, that was her pet arcane hound, said to Elizabeth telepathically.

"Yes," Elizabeth said. "I will tell you about...later. For now, I'm sure that there's something else I need to attend to."

"There are new students here," Uriel, that was Elizabeth's dragon, said telepathically.

"Already?" Elizabeth said. "Well, it doesn't matter...much. I'll go downstairs, and see what there is to do. But before that, I need to feed you two, don't I?"
@Aisling

So would I have woken up on my desk?
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