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@elishavet-pidyon ARGH I lost an RP the other day…
if it makes u feel any better….we’re really looking forward to it?? XD XD XD!!
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#ProtectSeb*sits and randomly poked at an adorable cat made of goo.*
I dub thee….Squishy.
*Poke. Poke, poke.*
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@godlyfantasy12. LOL…girl…what are you doing? XDXDXDXDXD
You just made me laugh so hard. xD Thank you!!! XD
@freedomwriter76 tis what I’m here for…
*dramatically flips hair while doing superhero pose and holding Squishy in one arm. Flashes dazzling smile.*
Uh, ya welcome.
XD XD XD
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#ProtectSebAnd you do a lovely job of it too! XD
First Grand Historian of Arreth and the Lesser Realms (aka Kitty)
Fork the Gork*gasp*
I’m an eccentric mentor!?
*Starts to throw confetti*
Waaiiittttt….
*Lowers confetti*
What exactly does that mean?
First Grand Historian of Arreth and the Lesser Realms (aka Kitty)
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@godlyfantasy12. Koshka is right, you do a beautiful job of it. XDXDXD
@koshka. OOH!!! YAYYYY!!!!!!! CONGRATS!!!! Uh…now you’re a mentor…so…I guess that’s whatever it means for you!? xD IDK. XD@godlyfantasy12 @koshka @freedomwriter76 @keilah-h @wilder-w
By the way, I’ve figured out that Reúven has a hardship license (because of his father’s paraplegia). Also, because his and Liora’s families know each other so well, him giving her a ride is nothing uncommon.
ALSO!!! I kinda feel the need to explain what sounds rather funny in our American culture. In Eirtan, they use Eastern Slavic/Israeli greetings. It’s a different culture than in America. Just different. (And Eirtan’s medieval, so that’s in there too.)
Winton
It was a lovely group, and it caused his eyes to well. So many unfinished stain glass windows, so many broken shards. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath.
There in the corner sat the blue eyed boy he’d seen going to detention. The young man’s eyes were in a constant shift between Winton and the food table.
The kids were hungry. Winton checked the clock. 2:51. His little helper was late. Not that he exactly needed her help, but she’d wanted to be involved so badly he didn’t want to start without her.
‘Only nine more minutes, though.’
Then, as if summoned by his thoughts, steps were heard at the door.
Viktor
Reúven’s old car spun briskly around the corner and squealed to a stop. Liora rolled her eyes. Inside the car, Reúven coolly flipped off the radio and popped open the side door.
“Ready?”
They drove on in silence for a little, then Reúven spoke up.
“You have the club meeting tonight, don’t you?”
“Yes.” Liora looked up from her book. “Do you want to come?”
Reúven chewed his lip and sent Viktor a look. “I would, but I have muster this evening.”
“I’ll go with her.”
“Thank you. Do you have your knife?”
“Yes.”
“Good.”
“Boys! It’s just a school club meeting, not a mob. Brother Winton’s in charge, anyway.”
“I don’t want you going anywhere alone.”
“Cadet Elroi,” she raised her eyebrows. “You are far overstepping your authority.”
“No, I am not.” He flashed a grin as they pulled up in front of the building. “Now, God bless you.” He leaned over and gave Viktor’s shoulder a squeeze and kissed his cheek. “Peace, brother.”
Then he turned and looked Liora in the eyes. “Peace, sister. Have fun.”
She smiled back, her eyes a little concerned. “You too, Reúven.”
They slid out, waving goodbye, walked up to the door. Viktor looked back from the threshold to see Reúven still watching them, his head leaned against the steering wheel.
“God give you peace, brother.” Viktor lifted his hand in farewell and stepped inside.
You have listened to fears, child. Come, let me breathe on you... Are you brave again? -Aslan
if it makes u feel any better….we’re really looking forward to it??
That does help. XD
You have listened to fears, child. Come, let me breathe on you... Are you brave again? -Aslan
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AND I DIDN’T FINISH IT!!! Okay, just a moment. *Frantic typing*
You have listened to fears, child. Come, let me breathe on you... Are you brave again? -Aslan
@elishavet-pidyon ah Viktor and Reúven protective little things XD @koshka why thank u! @freedomwriter76 and u as well!
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#ProtectSeb@elishavet-pidyon I FEEL THAT!!! It’s k, I totally understand. Lol
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#ProtectSebY’all I am so ready to have Corvina and Arthur walk in later 🤣 it’s gonna be hilarious….
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(I think I’m going to have to do a whole post outlining different traditions of Eirtan, because they keep on growing!)
Winton
“Liora! Come on in. You too, Viktor, we’re so glad to have you.
The two young people sat down quietly as Winton turned to the whole group.
“I think it’s probably about time we got started.” A glad cheer came from a table, and he sat down. “Yes, yes. I know. I was young once too, you know. And it wasn’t too long ago, despite me being such an an old foggie. Now,” with a glance about the room. “Would one of you like to pray for our meal? Liora?”
She gasped, then smiled and bowed her head. A few in the group didn’t know what to do, but most followed suit.
“Abba father, please bless our meeting and food. Thank you for everything. You are our high Shepherd, you always see us. Help us to see you. In the name of Adonai Jesus, amen.”
“All the hungry go eat!” Winton cried. “And no, I don’t want to bring any food home.”
Gleeful chaos erupted.
You have listened to fears, child. Come, let me breathe on you... Are you brave again? -Aslan
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Paxton
“You want some pizza, Pax?” Wolfgang asked, standing to get some food. Paxton nodded meekly. “I’ll get you some if you’d like!” Paxton nodded again, smiling.
“Alright!” Wolfgang followed his brothers to where others were at, grabbing food. Paxton rubbed one arm, waiting as patiently as he could as his stomach rumbled.
“Hello there,” a voice spoke. Paxton looked up, noticing the same man who’d greeted them earlier. “Paxton, right?”
Paxton shrunk into his seat, nodding slowly. Winton smiled. “No need to be afraid. Are you going to get something to eat?” Paxton glanced at Wolfgang who was walking back with two plates. Winton followed his gaze. “Ah. Not much for a crowds, hm? I understand,” he winked. “I hope you enjoy yourself this afternoon.” Winton nodded to the boy before walking away to speak to some others.
Wolfgang sat with the plate of food. “Hey, that was that uh…Winton guy, right? He seems nice.” Wolfgang smiled. “Here ya go!” He handed Paxton plate. The boy took it and slowly began to eat his pizza, smiling as it filled his stomach.
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