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01:42
@modthebod: Hey, anyone heard news about our goddess lately? I checked her Insta, her Twitter, FB, whatever… still nothing. I’m getting worried.
@mr-drake: chill man~ give the girl some timeout, dude. she’ll be back
“How do you not know that magic is forbidden in the guildhall!” Lovell shouted.
“Flare is a harmless spell.” Rhunal answered innocently. I suppose I shouldn’t have cast it inside a building though.”
"You are my Granduncle, it is not that I believe you will bring me harm, but you know what I've set out to do and that conflicts with your own goals". Xasha gave his honest reply in a serious tone.
" Ash, you are naive, you cannot give such firepower to the enemy. You know our situation, I am an old man with at most a century left to live I have no way surpassing the thorium grade if there is even such a thing. After hundreds of years, I am no closer to knowing what lies beyond".
“The princess escaped...” Nesmir scratched his chin. “I’d conclude that she has spies within Lord Esamus’ servants.”
“Then what was the point of getting herself captured?”
“You turned your sister into a bird?” Lily asked, not even looking up from her notebook. “That’s harsh”
"She had it coming, rummaging through my things without permission. Why I needed to be so harsh is my business..." Nick glared at Lily. "And mine alone.” He restated. "And may I state for the record what a lovely bird she made. A pity Lawrence had to intervene." His muscles tensed as he took out his notebook and placed it on his desk.
“Mafic, what’s blue, winged, and clueless?” the ponytail man said to the other who had abnormally large front teeth.
Mafic scratched his unkempt sandy mane, as bushy as his beard. “I don’t know, Felsic.” He looked up while tilting his head. “But it sounds tasty.”
"Tell me you're finished!" Rish's hands were over his face, one eyeball peeking out between his fingers.
Sean dropped into the chair and hung his head. "No," he said, his voice dead flat. "I'm not. I have a dream to report."
https://tapas.io/series/Dreams-of-Durru
“What is this man doing here?” Iola near demanded.
“Having a much deserved meal.” Dacia cocked her head and sat down at the table. “And you should too.”
"Wait, Taulif," Hector asked as he started to sip on his rum glass once more. "What did Lord Sebastian promise you should you succeed in this unwinnable mission?"
"Oh, nothing big," replied Taulif with his back to him. "Just that I won't be thrown to the gallows, and judging by my known associations I would say that would include you as well. Then again, Lord Sebastian was never known to keep his word anyway."
She squeezed tighter, the corners of lips curling upwards, "My rules are the law. This Island is my property. Everything on this Island is my property."
He leaned his head back, his eyes watering as it felt like her fingers were pressing down against his bones, "Ira...stop."
"...You'll see it's not so bad being in a different place."
"[Smiles] Thank you, Virgil, I'm okay now."
From "Long Live Gwendolynn"
She grimaced, “I don’t know, okay? Can we worry about it after this quest? MaybeI’ll die and you won’t have to worry about it.”
He chuckled, "You don't seem like the type, especially considering your abilities.But yes. We’ll worry about it later. That is a promise though.”
“We have a big case,” she announced sharply. Her voice boomed in the small room and Thomas snapped up in his chair. A wide grin lit his face and his eyes danced with excitement.
“What happened? Is it a bank robbery? Street mugging?? Murder???” Questions tumbling out, Thomas could barely quell the energy bubbling within him.
“I’m not certain of my limits yet,” Iola shrugged her shoulders. “Well, at least in the objective exercise of this gift... but I do have some moral and self-respecting limits.”
“That is what you need to overcome.” Dacia joined the conversation. “If you really want your gift to bloom.”
Claudia took few moments to process her angel of death’s denial. “But,” she asked, sloppily trying to clean up her tears before pouring some more. “Who would contact your Order to kill me, a simple servant in a lord’s house?”
The assassin knew that her code allowed to reveal the name of her prey’s death bringer. She looked deep in her wet eyes and softly said, “Lord Aker.”
From: The Dark Angel
Conner smiled and got up from his chair. “You know what Zach, for an Incoherent you have the heart and soul of a god. If you put your mind to it, you can be anything you want to be, and that is what I admire about you.” Conner said.
Zach was caught off guard with what Conner said to him. “T-Thank you. Nobody has ever said that to me other than Avner. That means a lot to me.” Zach said embarrassed.
