Beth Torres

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Carrie

Oh great, socialization. I thought sarcastically as the six people came into sight. I loved talking, but didn’t prefer talking to more than eight people a day, preferably.

Tren introduced me to Prince Fennin, I simply said “Nice to meet you” with a nod. I had zoned out realizing my backpack was not with me. I had no clue where it…[Read more]

@rae

You don’t got to be sorry! 🙂

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Carrie

“Who is that?” I questioned, in a calmer tone as I began to wind down a bit from the chaos.

“Are there still people in the castle?” Now that I had time to contemplate, I had a million questions. “Where are we going? I can wait to get this looked at if people, I know it’d have to be the ones outside, need help. Does anyone need help?…[Read more]

@rae

Oh it’s fine!🙂 Can I post something to follow along with your last one or would you rather go a back a few pages to do something else?

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Carrie
“Yeah but just how many people have burned down half his home?” I argued, but then I looked at my hand that was black, burning, and I couldn’t  move it hardly. “Fine. I might get this looked at. I can barely move it.”

Carrie

“What’s the point?” I asked snappily, breathing heavily. “Aren’t I going to get impaled or something for causing all this mayhem?”

I felt immediate guilt once again for going to one of the worst extremes, but that was what I had always done – thought of the worst just so I would maybe expect it, and besides, it was all my fault.

Carrie

As soon as we got outside, I burst into a fit of coughing, breathing in fresh air, coughing out smoke. Fire Face squeezed his way out of my pocket and fell on the ground, small sparks shooting out of his mouth when he landed.

“No!” I snapped, snatching up the kitten and putting him back in my pocket. I looked at my hand, it was almost…[Read more]

Carrie 

I scooped up Fire Face and put him in my pocket, then buttoned it so he couldn’t pop out, feeling no guilt by the fact I trapped my cat.

“I forgot to mention the purple thing.” I said, as we went on to find the nearest exit.

Carrie

“Fire Face!” I called, then after stifling a cough, I shouted, “I have carrots!” I then felt a sense of guilt after lying. As we made out way through what we thought to be the path to the kitchen, I was sure I heard a small, faint squeak.

“I think I heard something.” I said.

@rae

I have to go, I’m sorry. I’ll be back in a bit to reply.

Carrie

I tried to see through the smoke, looking in all directions for the kitten.

“Fire Face!” I called out a bit harshly, as I then remembered, “He eats carrots. I swear he’ll go after one, even if it’s a million miles away.”

@rae

Geez. Headache attacks aren’t fun.

Carrie

“Fair enough.” I said.

I had to think for a moment.

“He likes to hide in boxes and cabinets.” I said, trying to think of where he could be.  “He’ll also come to me if I yell ‘danger’, but then he usually spits more fire.”

@rae

Sorry if my posts sound weird, I’m a bit distracted.

@rae

Carrie

“Yeah!” I said. “I can carry the cat, he could probably fit in my pocket, even.”

I only had to hope he wouldn’t spew fire everywhere again.

Carrie

“Hmm.” I said as if I were thinking, though I really had my mind set. “I can go without a hand, I have another one.” I didn’t really mean what I said, but I almost wanted it to catch him off guard so I could keep going.

Carrie

Stay here?

I had to go help track down Fire Face. It felt wrong not to since it was my fault.

“I’m going to help you.” I called out, standing a bit shakily.

I know I only had one hand, but this whole fire wouldn’t have started had I kept a closer watch on the little creature.

I went to go and follow after Tren, then saying to myself…[Read more]

@jonas

LOL

Carrie

“He breathes fire, he does it at random.” I said quickly then added in a panick, “He does it unintentionally, he doesn’t know any better yet… and he’s still in there.”

Carrie

“I-” I raised my not-burnt  hand to begin explaining, but then hesitated.

I have to say it…. Fire Face is still running around in there. 

He could start another round at any moment.

“Um.” I said, my heart began to race a bit.

“My cat… kind of… um…”