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02-10-2015, 03:39 AM
This is such a noble venture. How could I possibly be embarking on this with any real intention of completing, anything? And yet here I am, tromping along as if this is REALLY want I want to do. Tempe and Breccan ran off in the direction of Bucephalus, their father. At least I don't have to worry about them. (And maybe, just MAYBE I do worry. Sometimes. Fuck you don't look at me like that.) I sigh and pretend like I don't worry, I pretend that I don't care, I pretend that this is quest/task/whatever isn't the last thing I want to be doing. But LO! Something interesting is up ahead, and I stop, perking my ears and antlers up and forward. I murmur something back to Aaron, not actually looking to see if he's following me. The creatures I stumble upon. WELL! There's at least one sexy, handsome fellow gathered here. Thranduil. The others I have no idea. Their smells are all radically different, but there seems to be a big commotion. What I'm walking up to.. well I'm late on it, and all I can tell is that there is shouting. Hey, bitches, I can shout too. Without even double checking with Aaron on what he wants to do, I begin my own shouting. "HEY! Get your pretty fucking asses to Earthy's boat in the meadow, k?" Nostrils flare and my eyes glitter with amusement. There's already a ruckus here and I want IN! |
Plot Thread
*You may do anything you wish with Arvakl excluding dismemberment and death.
