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Out of town but I’m gonna try to RP soon! This has been so fun to read!
Love is patient. Love is kind. Love never fails. -1 Corinthians
And guess what? His is eternal (:@princesachronicle22 awesome!
Gerald handled that. You don’t question Gerald. (if you know you know)
Alright!
“He sure is a frog-walker, he heaves a big sigh
He only lacks wings for to be on the fly.”Emmerich
The implication (or the implication that he assumed) unsettled Emmerich. He told himself that the only reason he and Rosalind were there was because they were meant to suffer. Rosalind had the greater suffering of having to endure whatever that horrible creature had in mind, and most likely suffered fear. Emmerich, in turn, suffered from the ever-present knowledge that he had failed her.
There was no other reason he and Rosalind should be there. Trevor’s observation was a mere chance of fate. Or at least, that’s what Emmerich told himself.
“Ah, a contemplator of life.” Emmerich’s thoughts ceased the moment Trevor spoke. This boy also unsettled him. “Sorry, I didn’t mean to interrupt. Carry on.”
“There is nothing to apologize for.” Emmerich responded.
“Okay… what were you thinking about?”
Emmerich’s expression hardened, “Nothing of consequence.”
“It sure looked like something of consequence. You were blushing.”
The horror on Emmerich’s face mingled with embarrassment, and he pretended to look at something on the walls.
“Trevor.” Azalea nudged him, “Cut it out, please.”
“I think he was blushing over – I mean, what were you guys doing before you got here!” Trevor’s voice raised at the question and he looked to Huntress and Sniper.
“He sure is a frog-walker, he heaves a big sigh
He only lacks wings for to be on the fly.”Huntress
“I mean, what were you guys doing before you got here!” Trevor’s voice was raised a bit higher than it made sense for the question to be.
I shrugged. “Not much to be honest. He was at a job interview yesterday and I was hanging out at home.”
Huh. My friends. I wonder if any of them were worried about us.
Or did they not know we were gone?
Or maybe this weird world was connected with ours using some kind of magic, like the Narnia books, and whenever we finished this adventure we’d come back only an hour or so after we left.
Buuuuut if I brought that up I’m pretty sure the others would have NO idea what I was talking about, so I decided to keep that theory to myself.
Gerald handled that. You don’t question Gerald. (if you know you know)
Wait, Huntress knows about Narnia?
Trevor
“What kind of job?” Trevor asked Sniper.
The diversion appeared successful, as Emmerich seemed to be recovering from his embarrassment and had reverted back to his usual serious self.
“He sure is a frog-walker, he heaves a big sigh
He only lacks wings for to be on the fly.”
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