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Xenovia replied to the thread Private A Little White Lie.The medicine goes down and doesn't come back up. A good start, Xen thinks to herself, though she makes sure to stand at a safe distance... -
It was as if she’d cast some sort of curse, or triggered a trap. He spoke fast and moved faster, felt a little frantic, so obvious and... -
Roki replied to the thread Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still.Roki's big eyes stare at her a long moment. Still as a pond, with no ducks in it. Not even a damsel fly there to buzz about the surface... -
Aelius of the Dawn replied to the thread Private Stillwater.The hand on Aelius finally made him tear his eyes away from the horror of it all. He peered sidelong at the other man as he entered, the... -
Garuda reacted to Alouette D’aureville's post in the thread Private A Touch So Warm Time Stands Still with
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Syr Noa grinned towards Roki's direction, gaze missing his eyes, but it wasn't lost on Lou how the Knight turned her head to follow... -
Martigan shrugs from over in the corner. “Not much,” she tells Volmar, while the man clunks the fresh receptacle down. Now that she’s... -
Osytha replied to the thread Private A Little White Lie.Martigan shrugs from over in the corner. “Not much,” she tells Volmar, while the man clunks the fresh receptacle down. Now that she’s... -
Osytha replied to the thread Private Home Away From Home.Momo has a very nice laugh, Osytha decides. That one just now was soft and good-natured; a perfect accompaniment to this tranquil little...
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Walter Thornley replied to the thread Private Stillwater.The baron caught that all-too-quick reply. Did not smirk. Did not huff. Only his eyelashes lowered, gaze turned away from the radiant... -
Daro Laloc had a mustache that reminded Hector of his uncle, Oliver. Eyes of a deep warm umber that carried that same pensive weight to... -
Rois Sinclair replied to the thread Private The Lonely Heart is a Hunter.There we go, now she was beginning to get a clue, he was fast learning the swirls of her fingertips in their ability to often be upon... -
Lock leaned enough, his ward like a bandolier pressed against him. Sniffed at the dog. He thought a little, and then braced himself... -
Daro Laloc had a mustache that reminded Hector of his uncle, Oliver. Eyes of a deep warm umber that carried that same pensive weight to...
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She believed every word she spoke; what did the truth matter in the face of such vehement belief? 'You did,' he nodded, placing his... -
Krava'quiloor replied to the thread Private The Roe of Stranger Tides.Lock leaned enough, his ward like a bandolier pressed against him. Sniffed at the dog. He thought a little, and then braced himself...
