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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2017 7:30 pm
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Post weird s**t Andrew woke up with one thought on his mind. Find Olivia and make sure she made it back. The moment he stood up though he decided that was very much not a good idea. Very much not one.
Instead he searched around for his phone. Once he found it, he curled up in his bed with his wrings wrapped around him and got set to texting.
text to Olivia Do you remember anything from the weird stuff last night?
text to Olivia Hey! Answer me! I know you don't sleep.
text to Olivia You don't have to say anything just send me anything.
text to Olivia You are in Halloween right?
Andrew was very irritated that he didn't get an immediate response. (Maybe he should waited more than 2 seconds between texts)
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2017 11:55 pm
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Posted: Wed Jul 05, 2017 11:29 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 07, 2017 12:06 am
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The smell was something Olivia wouldn't have had control over either which way, it was something she never noticed. Perhaps because she had just gotten accustomed to it, but her particular stench was most likely ebbed due to her body pretty much acting as a freezer to keep the meat from spoiling too soon. The cold was what Andrew was going to experience inside her room, a little more than in the hall.
On instinct, Olivia's feet moved her backwards as Andrew made his way inside; mostly out of common courtesy to get out of one's way. It wasn't like she wouldn't have asked him inside, nor stopped him despite the friction of elements that was most likely to transpire as it had in his room..... a while a go. (Wow, time). The ghoul was also struck by his question, "Oh, my phone?" A question with a question, brilliant, "I couldn't find it, I heard it." Her blue eyes went back to the general direction of her room before pulling back as the boil made his circling evaluation of her.
"I'm fine," He seemed to be as well despite it being a little hard to tell with his layers. Hadn't his wing been injured in that fight in that dream? "Are you?" It wouldn't hurt to ask. "Something weird happened again." Just to get that out of the way.
Her door was left open. Just in case.
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Posted: Sun Jul 09, 2017 1:46 am
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The small army, along with Olivia, jumped back a little at the sudden appearance of fire. Thankfully Olivia was well enough away that it didn't escalate into anything further, which by her own mental progress meters perhaps wouldn't have anyways since it was small.... and away and.. well, progress. The grumpkins on the other hand dissolved into a mess of various reactions. Some began to cry, others growled at the fire demon for its demonstration and just a few of them didn't care and went back to sleep.
This at least allowed her phone to finally surface from the soft bodies and the fur. Olivia's blue gaze flicked immediately to it to retrieve it as the agitated grumpkins did their best little death glares; as their mistress, it was far from intimidating. "Yes, I suppose," she mused as she flicked at the screen to discover that yes, Andrew had indeed sent several messages. And there were a few from her sisters as well.
"I wonder if it'll get all jumbled up- are you okay?" Her gaze had finally returned to him, who was now upon the floor. The ghoul wondered if that's what she looked like whenever she took on a human disguise and had to remember how to breathe.
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