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@loopylin

Hmm.

Reuven

“Maybe.” He bit his lip. “I would not be a good choice for personal security. I have work outside of school, so I can’t stick around much. I’m also not in any of the cliques, so I wouldn’t be a very influential ally. I could identify some good witnesses for you though, if you need interviews.”

He did not like the words…[Read more]

@ellette-giselle

Awesome!

Wilhelm

He heard the footsteps, much too rapid for this time of evening. He spun on the stair, catching the banister in one hand to keep his balance as he looked behind him. It was that hold on the banister that saved him.

A young giant hurtled into him. The two boys went crashing back onto the stairs, Wilhelm…[Read more]

@loopylin

Reúven

“The National Civil Patrol.” He spread his hands wide, palms up like a shrug. “I am a student. I just also volunteer with the local military for civil service and emergency response. It’s a good program.”

He could feel himself making traction in the conversation, although he wasn’t sure where it was going. Just that he was…[Read more]

@rae

I don’t usually stalk this forum, but as the rest of KP is quiet today, I hopped in. That was splendid to read, like an opening of a middle grade book. Thank you for sharing the joy.

I’m going to go brew myself some berry tea.

@ellette-giselle @whalekeeper

I’m good with Wilhelm meeting him. Wilhelm is headed for his room currently, so that works pretty well.

@ellette-giselle

Like Whaley said, there aren’t rules for introducing. I literally had my guy lose himself in the stairwell. Whatever you think will get your character into the plot/show his personality.

@power Splendiforious. I loves it.

In similar vien:

Onnendel: I just found this beautiful song. It’s a little sad, but so thoughtful. *starts playing Ashoken Farewell*

Everyone else: A LiTtLe sAd?

…

Aenwest: Few people have a truly refined taste for good food.

Dwogin: That’s a bag of Cheetos.

Aenwest: And you are saying?

…

Onnendel:…[Read more]

Cartrips 🚗 (in a mini van)

Onnendel is happy in the middle back seat, and really needs the leg room. Usually has an audiobook going on headphones, a blanket, and an eternal bottle of water. On the off chance that he gets to ride shotgun he will delight in controlling the music.

Randal swaps driving with Travenor, and so usually Trump’s anyone…[Read more]

@ellette-giselle

Hehehe. Well, you have been getting to know them…

@ellette-giselle

Glad you’re back! *welcome hugs*

Best thing I’ve heard all day. lolololol

Lol. In his defense, he got forced into an awkward social situation. XD

Please do! I shall look forward to meeting him.

@loopylin

Lovely

Reúven

She meant his boot knife. He looked down at it, resisting the urge to tuck his feet under the bench. He could offer so many different excuses, but he wasn’t sure which would work best.

“I’m military.” The truth in a nutshell. “I have to be prepared for anything.”

He looked back up at her. His smile was gone. A steely…[Read more]

Ok, after some research etc, it’s probably got a blade of about eight inches. Definitely on the inside of his left leg. The sheath is sewn into the inside of his boot, so it would stay put. It would also be a little higher at the hilt to keep him from cutting himself when he draws. The handle would absolutely be visible. Reúven would get in so…[Read more]

So yes. She could see it.

@loopylin

Good question! Characters can be stubborn. XD

And I’m sorry he’s not being more suspicious. He’s a chameleon with a strong protective instinct, not a super hero. Some info: 1. He’s wearing black combat boots, which are fairly tall.(Look like Dutch Army boots)  2. I think the hilt of the knife would need to be accessible, so it’s…[Read more]

@whalekeeper

Go forth and do valiantly, young Remington.

Wilhelm

He nodded. Curfew and frosted doors were easy to understand. Animatronic budgie was not, but Remington was leaving before Wilhelm could ask for clarification. He waved a quick goodbye.

After all, it was best that his fist had not aquatinted itself with Remington’s face. He almost…[Read more]

For those who wish, and for those who don’t.

LeQroi

The meal was over. At last.

Though too late to save his boots. Sugar crystals glinted in a cracking glaze, gilding what had once been supple leather. Shards crisped off smaller than ice shavings, sticky and sharp. Each step left a imprint of prickling glitter to catch the light. Le prix de la…[Read more]

@whalekeeper

Lol. He’s a hero. Wren would get an interesting viewpoint if she interviewed him!

@whalekeeper

Oooohhhh, would he though?

Wilhelm

“Randomly?” He shrugged. Remington’s hand had somehow found a bruise on his shoulder. He met Remington’s intense gaze as levelly as he could. They were about the same height, although Wilhelm doubted he would ever equal the sheer force of nature bound up in Remington, or that he would want to.…[Read more]

@whalekeeper

Ohhh boy. XD

Wilhelm

Remington was grinning like he had made a point. Wilhelm felt his insides shrivel.

“Ah. Excuse me. Why…? What’s lobster?”

@whalekeeper

Thankee.

Wilhelm

“For anything?” Those words rattled out every other thought in his head. Out went the complicated explanation about how he his inheritance had nothing to do with his father’s death. Out even went all remaining desire to sock Remington’s nose. Wilhelm flushed a happy pink as he studied the sheet. “A thousand thanks…[Read more]