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  1. The apple blossoms at my house rn:

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    (Ignore how patchy the lawn is . . . .)

     

    1. Edema Rue

      Edema Rue

      Oooo they're gorgeous!! Only one of our apple trees has started blooming.

    2. Thaidakar the Ghostblood
  2. Po grunts loudly, somehow the new pain pushed itself on top of everything else. His vision went blurry for a split second. Grimly, he took her hand and pulled her knife out of his chest. Would that be fatal? He could still breathe but . . . maybe he was in shock. He stumbled back and fall to his knees. He put a hand to his chest, trying to stop more bleeding. Po was so tired, everything hurt . . . but he couldn't die. Not yet. There was still so much to do. He turned to Del, staring at her bleeding out. She was going to die and he'd . . . he'd killed her. Somehow, it didn't freak him out as much as it should have. "Kaza . . . it'll be . . . I'll be . . ." He focused on taking deeps breaths, and forced himself not to think about dying.
  3. "I'll . . . I'll try."
  4. "You can't! Now, at the very end when it matters most, you can't. If you give in, then thousands of other people will have to go through what you've gone through . . . but if we keep fighting, maybe they won't have to! If we stay honorable, it says something, even if we die here."
  5. "YOU SHOULD ALWAYS CARE KAZA . . . IF YOU STOP CARING THEN THEY WIN, ALL THE HATRED AND VIOLENCE WINS."
  6. "DONT," He yells back. "DONT FORGET KAZA . . . I know it's hard but remembering can lead to improvement! Forgetting just sends you back down the same cycle, over and over again."
  7. The first one also falls to the ground. Sleeper's fist hits the second with a loud CLANG, and he doesn't seem to react. He swings his massive sword down on Sleeper's knife arm.
  8. askldfjasl;kjdf this is so true
  9. It gashes into him and he winces. Ignoring the pain he thrusts his knife into her chest again. "Yes you can, I know you can."
  10. He falls to the ground with a thunk. The others seem to get over their shock and rush in on our group, weapons drawn.
  11. Po wiggles out of her grip, stumbling back from his own momentum. He steadied himself, and then slashed at her arm again.
  12. Welcome to the Shard! Do you have a favorite kind of bagel?
  13. He pulls his knife out with a jolt, and rolled to her side, not able to stay on top with only one arm. He swings again, going for her side.
  14. Sharpo immediately dives in on her, shoving his knife at her chest.
  15. The thugs are all wearing fabric masks, obscuring their expressions, but one growls at Sleeper's comment. The stare at Kurtis's group, at a sort of standstill, they seem surprised to see them there.
  16. @Lord Spirit
  17. She trips him, but he recovers without falling to the ground. The missing arm made it hard to balance, but his training saved him. He runs in, using the momentum from his stumble to carry him into close quarters again, He swung his knife at her leg. "NO. DAMN YOU, TAKE RESPONSIBILITY OF YOURSELF."
  18. "Kaza, no." It tears through the skin near his elbow, but isn't very deep. He swings at her torso, trying to embed his knife in her stomach. "KAZA NO."
  19. Po pulled out his own knife, instinctively moving to protect Kaza. He swung at her left arm. (this might get complicated fast . . .)
  20. Sharpo stared at him. We both have to make sure that things change. "I . . . okay." Po finally decided, better to see his friend go down fighting than to watch him burn to death in the lava. "But please, try to stay in control." He untied him.
  21. "We can leave now, I'd say, if you all feel pre-" Kurtis was cut of by load shouts outside, and the sound of metal on metal. The barkeeper winced, and ran to the back room, clearly making an attempt to hide. He managed to draw his sword before the doors burst open, revealing several large thugs, their weapons already bloodstained.
  22. She caught him off guard and he winced, stumbling back. Her words echoed in his head . . . "I killed my sister" "I killed . . ." - - - - - - - - - - ". . . I killed her," He explained as he held Sharpo in his lap. "Why?" Po asked, deeply engrossed in the story. "Because, that's what the Hunger Games are like," his voice was quiet, but stern. "She asked me to kill her, because she knew it was the best choice she had . . . she knew she couldn't kill me." "Why couldn't you just be friends?" "Because, there were many evil people watching over us . . . I suspect we both would have died if we resisted." Po scrunched up his face, trying to understand. "That's sad . . ." He finally mumbled. "It is sad," Sharp'i said with a sigh, "But it's important." He was holding that little doll he always had with him, the one with the eyes made of silver. "I need you to know about this stuff Po . . . when you grow up, when I'm older, we both have to make sure that things change." Po sat up in his lap and pushed Sharp'i's dark hair out of his face. "You're not old yet silly." "Sometimes . . . you feel old before you're actually old Po," The young man explained, his eyes tired. "Well you don't gotta worry cause . . . cause I'm gonna stay with you even when we're both super old!" Sharp'i gave him a smile, rare in those days. "That sounds wonderful." - - - - - - - - - - He snapped out of his memory at Kaza's words. "If I let you go, you'll turn back into a monster . . ."
  23. Oh yeah that's a good point! I almost forgot about that.
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