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Vethe
Vethe shrugged. “There didn’t seem to be any better options.”
Signature is limited to 100 characters? That seems awfully unjust. We refuse to be bound by these ru
Ellis
”There were no better options than following us in secret and spying on us?”
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“No.”
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Ellis
“Oh really?” said Ellis. “What about coming out and explaining yourself?”
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“Interesting.” I said. “What’s going on back at the campfire? Anything new?”
Silas
Silas stood beside Carrie, a bit awkwardly. He listened to them talk while thinking about how the night would go. Carrie had obviously forgiven him somewhat because she did attempt to help him.
Yet he knew she wouldn’t trust him, she’d probably be watching him the entire night assuming he’d try and attack them, though he wouldn’t get very far with it.
Silas was clueless about what was going on, or what this group was doing out here. He didn’t want to ask.
Idk if I already mentioned this or not- but the reason Carrie doesn’t like Silas is because he betrayed their family, gave away the only information stopping the villian from destroying their nation, right before joining the villian’s team. He tried to apologize, but Carrie had obvious reasons to not believe him.
"Great winds of a derecho, you're a scary bird!"
Vethe
Vethe smiled. “I didn’t have to, here we are anyways.”
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Tren
“When I left, the armored warrior… Narrem, Narhem? Nayrem? Nahrem I think, was tossing violently in his sleep, the one the giant knocked out was still unconscious but otherwise, everything was peaceful and normal.” Tren capped his canteen. “Arm feel better?”
Silas nodded.
“Good, we can head back now. Ever since the dragons came, I wouldn’t trust the woods when darkness falls. Especially after that episode with Snak? Snap?”
“Snake” Carrie corrected. Tren ran his fingers through his hair and scratched his head, a lopsided smile on his face.
“Sorry, I’m really bad at names. The only one of you guests that I actually remember the name clearly is…” A little bit of pink rose in his face, the only color to his skin. “Yours.”
"You need French Toast."
Silas
Silas scowled at the boy. He didn’t like that comment.
Start remembering. He thought, though he would never say it aloud. I’ll… He didn’t finish the thought.
Carrie smiled just slightly, “Oh, well, you’ll probably know everyone’s names sooner or later.” She shrugged. “There are way too many people to keep track of.”
"Great winds of a derecho, you're a scary bird!"
Tren
“Agreed. I have no idea how Fennin does it.” He led the way back to camp, the pink color still slightly in his cheeks. Half way, they heard their names called and met Nora and Fennin. They walked back to camp together, Nora studying Silas’s arm. Fennin asked Tren a few questions in Lillening, one of which caused the color to really rise in Tren’s face. Tren scowled at Fennin and punched him in the gut. Fennin replied with his own punch, before leaping away, humming a tune that agrivated Tren.
"You need French Toast."
Fennin asked Tren a few questions in Lillening, one of which caused the color to really rise in Tren’s face. Tren scowled at Fennin and punched him in the gut.
Lol!
I think I know what they were talking about….heheLukas&Livia
#Lalbert
Sef&Chase
#HOTTOLINE
LEFSE FOREVER!!!!!! <333Carrie
I watched Fennin leap away happily, humming.
Tren’s face was an obvious pink color. What just happened? Though I was curious, I immediately forgot and looked around the campfire. They’d apparently caught one of the villians, Vethe.
Now that we were back, I started to feel tired, I had no idea what hour it was, and I was getting hungry. I took one of the many snacks I had crammed into my backpack and ate it, standing in my place a bit awkwardly.
"Great winds of a derecho, you're a scary bird!"
Lol! I think I know what they were talking about….hehe
Yep! Fennin noticed Tren’s pink tint. Now Fennin will never leave him alone😜 XD
"You need French Toast."
Aaaahhhh!!! I love it!!! Here… Ill write a quick one… (OH! Also I have decided in my WIP, Vikii does live! But instead of her its the main characters older brother and Hugos sister.😭)
Hugo
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Ottoline leaned her head on his shoulder. At first he thought it was an accident, but when she didnt move again he realized she did it on purpose.
He pulled her into a hug and let her sleep. It had been a long time since someone had trusted him like she did. He never really meant to lite it on fire a year ago… Anyway that was in the past.
“You really care about her, don’t you?” Marcurious asked Hugo.
Hugo just nodded, and stared into the campfire that seemed to be teasing him with memories, both good and bad.
“I care about her, too.” Marcurious continued, “She’s not really my sister, you know. But she’s like one to me, so we call each other siblings.”
Hugo leaned slightly back, making sure not to move Ottoline, the way her heat beat sounded was exceptionally comforting.
“I have a friend like that to,” He responded, “Shauna. She was my sisters best friend…” He stopped himself. There was no way he was going to cry again…in front of everyone.
The tears came anyway, it had only been a few short months since they died. Both his sister and Shauna’s brother, his best friend Sam. That’s how he found the house in the woods, walking to leave his feeling behind. He looked into the fire hoping it would take his mind off things and dry his tears, but it didnt work. They trickled down his face and dropped into Ottolines hair like small pearls. He quickly dried his face and turned away from Marcurious.
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"Would you kindly...?"
@rae lol I actually do have a charrie named Snap
He and Snake are separated by at least 550 years of time though.
Where'd I get ya this time? The liver? The kidney? I'm runnin' outta places to put holes in ya.
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