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[Jul. 17th, 2008|10:55 pm] |
*has had a slightly unsettling feeling for much of the evening*
*is about to sit down to dinner with Oromë and Vána when he gets a sudden jolt and a moment of pure clarity*
*apologies profusely to his aunt and uncle before stepping outside* *looks up at the sky and stre-e-e-etches* *takes a few long strides and breaks into a run before congealing into a ball of bright light and streaking through the skies to Ossiriand* |
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[Jul. 16th, 2008|10:59 pm] |
*hauls her unconscious prey down into the basement and strips him down to his T-shirt and boxers, then plunks him into the chair she brought down earlier* *uses extension cords to bind his wrists at his sides and his ankles to the chair legs*
*steps back, dusting her hands together and grinning in anticipation* There, pretty boy. All ready to play. *takes in the slack features and purses her lips in a pout* When you wake up, anyway. *hopes he didn't fatally overdose himself, the moron* (*is hungry, but corpse-blood is just so tacky, you know?*)
*pulls up two more chairs alongside Ingil's* *seats herself in one and kicks her feet up on the other* *settles in to wait* |
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[Jul. 13th, 2008|11:31 pm] |
*walks down to the ice cream parlor on the appointed day, having noted the pertinent details in pen on his hand and then asked campus personnel each day if that was the proper day yet*
*is in a thoroughly good mood because the Day arrived before the ink could completely fade (along with his memory)*
*shifts the bouquet of roses he's brought along mainly because Amarië's always pretended to be surprised and delighted when he gives her flowers, so maybe that nice girl Bobbi Lee will be, too?* *red, though, not white; white are for Amarië (♥)* |
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[Jun. 30th, 2008|01:20 pm] |
*stops for an ice cream cone after his late-morning class (Intro to Molecular Gastronomy, not that he could tell you as much)*
*espies a curious, oddly-shaped campus building he's never today seen*
*wanders over to sit happily on the steps in the bright daylight and lick his very melty scoop of Pralinsanity™* |
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accomplished
bouncy
happy