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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2018 6:22 pm
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leon_a_darkangel rolled 1 100-sided dice:
47
Total: 47 (1-100)
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2018 6:27 pm
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leon_a_darkangel generated a random number between
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20!
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2018 6:51 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2018 7:00 pm
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Quiet Nights n' Quiet Stars... Cooked: Roasted Marshmellow
Xavier came to sit by the glow of the fire, settling himself down as he gazed at the crackling flames. His eyes seemed to be gazing in a sort of distant, far away expression. He settled himself down in front of the light. Its warmth soothed the chill in the air. He was used to the warmth of the sun..and heat of a cozy fire. The snow, coupled with the camp like feeling brought him a sense of peace. A night like this immediately reminded him of the rustic landscape of Busthind. He had grown up in the mountains, surely. Regardless, this moment felt right somehow. Sighing happily he closed his eyes as he contemplated what to do.
He had a lot on his mind...he was worried about a lot of things, and nothing at the same time. In this quiet space, away from the noise of the booths he couldn't help but feel like he finally had a moment to try and catch up to his own thinkpan. He had tried to dive into the booths and have fun...that didn't seem to work. What he really needed to do was simply go find his moirail or matesprite, or even Nucleo. He seemed to brighten up as he thought about his friends, although, he sighed softly again.
Grabbing a marshmallow, he carefully pushed it onto a stick and leaned forward, as he lazily held it above the flames. Resting his chin in his gloved palm, a small smile lined the jadebloods lips.
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2018 7:02 pm
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"There was a booth where you could make friendship bracelets, I think it was like... advertising a summer camp for kids? But um, yeah, I made one," he said, fumbling the moirail-themed one out of his pocket. He looked down for a second, before holding it out to Wander, his cheeks bright green. He unfurled his fingers so she could see it, the orange and green and pink colors of the strings against the light of the fire. "Um if you don't, it can, I mean, wow, I have another one. For if you don't like that one, that's um, less.... like that. And more friends."He stopped and rubbed the back of his neck, laughing a little. "Um, wow. I didn't think this would, be so awkward, also."
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2018 7:11 pm
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Voscil couldn't help but beam at her boyfriend. While neither one of them were perfect, to her that didn't matter. She wasn't exactly sure when she realized it, but Reemus had always been a big supporter of her. Even as kids, he was always looking out for her, despite her being powered. "Ooh? Really? So you have one too!" She grinned childishly at him, unable to help the laughter that followed. "Yea! They can be friend 'm sure." She had been around Reemus long enough, but really was it wrong of her to cover her mouth and giggle when he said that?
"What else ya win?" She looked at him surprised about the dish. "What?! No way!" She leaned on the table, forgetting about her dish for a moment. Just as she was going to ask him what ideas he had...the next thing out of his mouth made her eyes go wide..and her cheeks flush. "O..oh! T..that is really sweet of you Ree.." She added, leaning over and stealing a quick, but no less meaningful kiss to his lips without warning. "You don't have to do all that.." She murmured sheepishly, rubbing her neck.
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Hobo Pixi rolled 1 100-sided dice:
20
Total: 20 (1-100)
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2018 7:59 pm
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Hobo Pixi generated a random number between
1 and 50 ...
39!
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2018 8:04 pm
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2018 8:46 pm
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He hugged her back, slinging his arm across her back and squeezing lightly. The pressure was good. It was different, but not in a bad way. In a nice way. A comforting way. Poe liked the way Wander felt when she was near him. "Ever since you protected me, I... you know, I was thinking about it, a lot. How much you help me, and protect me, without even, thinking about it. How you've done that for a long time..." Poe pulled back slightly, holding on to her arms. He met her gaze for a moment, before his eyes lowered to where he was at his most comfortable. "You don't have to say anything, just yet, if you don't want to. But um, wow, I wanted, my feelings to be something... I said to you honestly. So you would know. You were always special to me in, a way I couldn't quite understand, I think, but maybe this was why?" He dropped one of his arms to get the other friendship bracelet, holding the orange and gold band between his fingers. He thought these colors suited her, like the flames and sparks she was always shooting, bright just like her. Her sparks were something he always liked to look at, even when most things hurt his eyes. "I have this one too. Um, in case, you didn't like the first one, but you can have it too. I made it for you so, it would be silly not to give it to you..."
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2018 10:02 pm
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Wander stayed silent for a long time. She never really thought about her feelings much, not concretely. And she didn't feel anxious about Poe's feelings, or wanting to push it back or anything. It didn't feel wrong or scary.
She did feel a little bad, though, about that lack of self-reflection on her part. "I...I guess I didn't think about stuff as much..." she admitted, pulling back herself. "I w-wanted you to be safe, to be h-happy, to be able to help... I wanted to be s-someone you could rely on and not just your 'l-l-little' friend..." It didn't used to bother her, when she was little and needy. But now, now that things were changing and she wasn't little, and she didn't need her lusus... It was different. She didn't want to be like that anymore.
But it wasn't just about her, or how she felt about herself. Her pumpbiscuit gushed just thinking about all the good Poe had ever been to her. "You're s-so special, too, Poe! You're so brave and f-funny... You're not just kind, but you understand your friends. You understand me. You're the best.
"And I g-guess that's w-w-what pale feelings are, in the end..." She scratched at her hair, sheepish. Still, though, she laughed, appreciative. "I'll wear both these bracelets, Poepoe! F-forever."
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Buzzwulf rolled 1 100-sided dice:
58
Total: 58 (1-100)
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2018 10:14 pm
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