Madison Valley Role Play

[Pollux]

I'm not...panicking, Pollux. I'm quite calm, so please take me seriously. I've...received information that Kvothe may attempt to fight you. Not with magic, necessarily, but like a muggle, with his fists.

I know you're more than capable of dealing with the situation, but I'm telling you because forewarning can't ever hurt, can it?

[ENCRYPTED, FILTERED: LIZZY CARRERA]

Hey Doc, how's it hanging?

MY SISTER IS GONE!

What have you people done to her?

We all clearly need a Jump to Conclusions mat. Which is all I have to say.

Looking for a drinking buddy~ Mine seems not to have followed me to this lovely little town.

Yeah. Wow.

You know, we really need not to be fighting among ourselves. There's enough crazy shit to be fighting without taking out our frustrations on each other.

[Absolutely NOT filtered]

Mr. and Miss Black,

Our disagreement has gotten entirely out of control, and is becoming detrimental to our lives here.

I will be the first to take the responsibility that comes from being a man, and extend my apologies to both of you. My behavior was inappropriate and juvenile, and I apologize for any hurt it may have done.

You need not fear me taking any action against you, now, or in the future. Know that I hold both of you in the highest esteem, and consider this disagreement and all attached unpleasantries firmly in the past.

Sincerely,

Re'lar Kvothe, son of Arliden

[Filtered to Harry Dresden]

Sai, I have a question on the matter of magics and I heard that you were the man who might provide a fair and true answer, is that so?

Who: Anna and Jeremy Gilbert
What: Taking a night time walk and catching up.
Where: Near their hideout.
When: Thursday night.
Rating: Low probably.
Status: Closed/Ongoing.

( My heart has four empty rooms/Three wait for lightning and one waits for you. )

thnk broke mycell phonethngy

t fell n therver and my handsare too bg to work wth t

sht

So apparently with the river so close, it's not hard at all to sell good hooks and fishing equipment. I'll never get rich off of it, but if it's enough to buy food with, well, it's better than nothing. A little honest work feels good, anyway. So if anyone needs something? Hit me up.

[Filtered against Annie]

Also, this place...I'm not sure I want to leave. Annie's safe here. There's no Capitol after us, no one trying to kill us. There's no war. No living underground in bombed-out thirteen. No hiding from the sunshine.

And...I found books about us in the stores. Annie doesn't know they exist, so please, nobody tell her. I don't want her to know what happens, or more to the point, how it happens. It made me sick when I read it, that I died that way. Decapitation, really? I'm not afraid to die, but I'm so worried about Annie. Please, don't let her read that. And don't tell her about it.

But...I guess as long as we stay here, we're safe from that. Annie can get better here, she can be happy. She can maybe become less afraid. And I'll take care of her, which is all I want to do for the rest of my life. Maybe this is a gift, rather than any sort of kidnapping or terrible curse. I don't know.

I want a drink, but I think that's a really bad idea.

Oh, right. And...while I'm talking to everyone. What's magic? What's God? I've never heard of these things before.