TheArcaneAxiom

@hybridlore

I like it!! I can’t really think of any thing else to add besides what the others have said. But there was one paragraph that I was a little confused at:

My gaze snaps back to the ground. The source of the voice stands beside me—a man, maybe in his thirties. From his clothes and his unshaved face, he appears to be a worker of some kin…

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@trailblazer

Oh yeah, our tree is super full every year. And Mom and Dad don’t even put all of their ornaments on it. XD

Yessss! I’m in! Now that the holidays are over, I should be able to get back into a normal routine of writing again. (:

@rae @jonas @highscribeofaetherium @freedomwriter76 @esther-c @thearcaneaxiom

GUYS WE SHOULD BRING THIS BACK!!!

@loopylin @rae @highscribeofaetherium

Riina

“Don’t even try it, pal,” Riina told the man. “You can’t catch me and I don’t think you want this to get messy.”

Riina

“Wow, this all sounds very illegal!” she said. “You kill your own victims? What are you then, some sort of hitman?”

Saoirse

Saoirse shrugged, returning to tossing her knife up and catching it. “So do you have a name?”

Saoirse

“A lot.” Saoirse said, “Do you want me to throw my knife at someone, or no?”

Saoirse

Saoirse ignored the newcomer. She already reminded her far too much of Prione, and not in a good way.

“I usually don’t have that much time.” She said, “I have a lot of other stuff to see to. And some people say I should pay more attention to how to un-stab people.”

@highscribeofaetheriun

Sure!

@jonas

Oop, sorry, lag. I guess Riina can show up right after Saoirse said that.

Saoirse

“If I was anyone else I’d be rather alarmed that you want to know, but I’m me, so… possibly.” Saoirse said, “My knife-throwing skills are a bit rusty.  Being a lady doesn’t leave one much time for knife-throwing. Who do you need me to throw it at?”

@rae @highscribeofaetherium

Riina

“Now what do you suppose we’re supposed to do?” said Riina, putting her hands on her hips and looking around.

“You’re the one who wanted to come here,” said Vlydia. “This is dance practice, so I suppose we’re supposed to dance.”

“Yeah, well no one’s telling us what to do, so I figure we just wait until the…[Read more]

@rae

I gotta go now, bye!

@rae

Ah…

Saoirse

“Oh, is that what they look like?” Saoirse asked, “Huh. I thought they’d be bigger. And scarier. And just generally more lethal.”

She absently pulled out a knife and started tossing it into the air and catching it by the blade.

***

Saoirse’s world has dragons, but nobody ever sees them.

@rae

I see. Does Jr. have any history with medical needles?

Saoirse

Saoirse cocked her head. “Hello, Jaz. But what is– he? She?”

@rae

Ugh, needles. I hate needles. The mere idea of pricking my finger sends shivers down my spine.

Saoirse

“Other people care about their broken toes.” Saoirse pointed out. “Emperor’s son? I know one of those. Not a fan. What’s that?” She gestured at the reptilian creature. “I’ve never seen something like that before.”

Saoirse

Saoirse glanced over and noticed a young man standing by the door. He, too, had apparently ignored the fine print forbidding boots. He also had a strange reptilian creature with him, which didn’t look allowed, either.

Saoirse marched over to him and put her hands on her hips. “Boots aren’t allowed in here, you know.” She said flatl…[Read more]

@rae

Ooh, fun. Hidden knives. And dragons.

@rae

Ah, a fellow boot rebel! I’ll see if I can get Saoirse to talk to him…