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Those are amazing!!!

PERRRYYYY- HES A SEMIAQUATIC-

SHUSH- BEGONE BLACK SOCK OF DEATH-

You d a r e oppose the Lotr movies?

Of course! I’lll put you on the list, please be patient with us. We do. I have it. We have tens of people. Patience. Aeoryi. We are trying. You are being difficult to work with not as a GM so we are reluctant. We are planning to put you in. And I will have you know, there is no order. It is a list and we pick and choose based on what the plot needs. When we need/desire Saffron or other funnily chaotic characters we will reach out. Thank you.

“I’m just fine.” He stabs his fork into the food, shaking the plate. He meets him Envoys eyes, staring into them sternly. He nods, turning to the rather ravishing woman. @Ravenclawjedi42

Calix nods. “But that time has long since passed, I just heard from neighbors that you’ve been spending your time well…here.” He grins behind him looking at her for a moment before looking back at Owen. “We can go get drinks now, or… we can stay here if you so desire.” Cedric didn’t know what to say during all of this so he didn’t say anything. He sits there, silently picking at his food with his fork while they talk up a storm. His anger and jealousy brewing inside him. Why must he have all of her precious attention…

Tis possible…. H o w d o y o u s e e k t o p a y f o r a t o t a l l y n o t e v i l a r r a n g e m e n t ? Options: Gimme your voice (Body language!) Eat this apple (Not suspicious at all) Let me prick your baby (I’m such a good witch lady!) Get locked in a tower for 16 years (Mother knows bes-) Turn me into a bear (Ooh fruit cake!) No royal balls for you! (#Stepmomgoals) Marry me (Look there- he goes, isn’t he dreamy? *giggles* MONSIEUR GAS- ) MAKE ME THE MOST POWERFUL GENIE IN ALL THE WORLD- (Tehe) True Love (Not, freeze to death! Sorry not sorry-)

She waves her hand at them absentmindedly. “You kids have fun. Don’t die, or do. I could care less.” She sips her tea.

She raises her eyebrow. ”Bunch of loony little rodents and their…” She trails off, mumbling and grumbling. “Nice to meet you, Freya.” She says sarcastically.

She doesn’t stop them, only huffing and taking the mug and slowly sipping at the tea.

He grins a wide grin. “It appears so… friend.” He stares at him for a moment before his eyes drift over to his… lovely woman.

He looks away from her, leaning slightly into the door way. “You must of forgotten, the 9th, drinks downtown?” He smiles a little, his lips flicking up on the edges. @The Aspiring Archivist @Lotus Blossom Cedric pulls out a letter, shoving it into his pocket quickly. He walks down the staircase and taps down into the dining hall. “What is he doing here?”

*Hiss* MY SHARDSOCK! *chucks a sock at you*

She’s burning up. ”Absolutely wonderful.” She huffs.

“I like death. It tastes like victory.” She doesn’t seem very happy, her arms are still crossed and her eyes stare at the fire, stubborn and unwavering.

Cedric lowers his fist from the door, still outside. His voice lowers to a soft mumble. ”That would be lovely dear…” he steps back and shakes his head, heading down the hall and into his office. He moves a couple papers aside, looking for a letter.

She waves her hand at her aggressively. ”Piss off.” She crosses her old arms, leaning back in the chair.

She hardly seemed frightened by the whole incident. “No muffins for you.” She grumbles under her breath.

She looks over at her, wearily unamused. ”What do you want, little girl?” Her voice is raspy.

She slams the tin down on some random object, whether a table, chair, whatever’s available. Worst case scenario she places it on the floor. “….Sir, I think our guests need to eat.” She dusts off her hands, picking up a muffin.

She comes rushing in. ”Hot pan!” She doesn’t bother answer the question, the sweet aroma of muffins sways into the air from the tin. She has a slightly southern accent. “You all look quite hungry- WHERE CAN I SET THESE ITS BURNING MY PRECIOUS LITTLE FINGERPRINTS OFF-“