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Posted: Sat May 04, 2013 6:05 pm
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Posted: Thu May 23, 2013 6:01 am
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Posted: Mon Jun 03, 2013 1:36 pm
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Posted: Fri Jul 05, 2013 2:59 pm
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Grim had hopped off Mikka's head and began to hover around the kitchen as she giggled looking over at Kaiser's hair. Maybe she would keep his hair that way he started being mean to her or if he was nice then she would maybe turn it to other color or if he was good enough back to its normally color.
Grim chuckled loudly at Mikka's comment on dying his hair, it was just Mikka being hopeful and positive, she either knew it couldn't be dyed back because it was done magically and was just trying to calm him down or she truly didn't know.
Grim Looked over to Mithfae who's form had changed, Grim quickly threw out a arm and pointed at Mithfae and she shouted something out, but her words where unintelligible and seemed like forced out. She kept at it, forcing her words out and everyone of them made no sense and she began to stutter and panic.
As quickly as she started shouting and stuttering her unintelligible words she suddenly darted away, like a ball of magic shooting away. Grim jolted straight to the hanging pans, pots and utensils hanging around the stoves, making them spin or clank together as she hide behind one, the bottom facing mithfae and the group before she poked her little head halfway, sides ways from the pot.
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Posted: Fri Jan 17, 2014 11:01 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 20, 2014 12:54 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 09, 2014 5:54 pm
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Just then, a man entered the kitchen on silent feet and looked around the room with one eye a pale blue while the other was a startling shade of clear green, a small smile on his face. At a glance, it was hard to tell that he was anything other than human. Even to magical eyes, it was hard to tell. He appeared to be in his early twenties with beautiful features, nicely tanned skin, an athletically lean build that wore a simple pair of pale blue jeans and a t-shirt that was a pale blue and green swirl that actually looked attractive on him, and long silver and white hair that fell in a braid to his ankles behind him.
He took in the guests at a glance then moved further inside to get a bottle of juice from the fridge and poured some into a glass before turning back around to the guests while he leaned back against the counter.
He didn't bother to hide the numerous small scars on his arms and neck that showed that he'd taken alot of damage over the years and made no apologies about them, he'd earned each one of them honestly. He carried a confidence about himself that only added to the innate beauty of him, though he didn't really pay attention to exactly how attractive he was.
He finally gave them all a simple nod of his head, "Well, new guests, it seems... I am Dancer. I live here in the castle and will answer most of your questions," he offered in a beautiful tenor voice that was as sensual as the rest of him and teased at the senses, however unintentional.
He also couldn't help it that his attention strayed mostly to the men appreciatively, flirting without flirting in a way.
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Posted: Mon Mar 10, 2014 3:26 pm
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P rincess Itarildё/ Idril
Idril felt the poison full leave her, and all her hurt heal, her body suddenly had its bright glow of starlight like light that was the sign most of her people had. maybe it was ones imagination or not, but one could swear to see stars around her head like a crown. small light lights. "snow...snow...sophie" mumbled Idril in her sleep in the corner of the room. her sleep was troubled and she had not noticed the departed of snow nor the new man that entered for she had used much of her energy to make the portal to help zac,snow, the flighty fae, and her self escape the wrath of the swamps. even now in her sleeping mind she could see and remember the torturers of her capture and the pains. she tossed and turned and soon fell from her seat to the floor. the fall woke her troubled mind and her mind went into defense mode and she subconsciously drew her sword as she fit the floor and shouted something in her languge.
She then when of a more alert mind noticed nothing amiss and now the peoples in the room staring at her she said a apology and ducked back into her corner and wrapped a cloak around herself,hiding the tears, and the scars of torture. self.dressed now in her cloths that she wore when she left her land long ago. one could see how she was of royal blood now, but not only that a leader.
she was so armored and dressed when Kulas voice descended the stairs in rage at the loss of power over her most prized possession besides snow. she had her sword drawn and ready to battle if she must for her right and flight for freedom and she would take snow, and zack.
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