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@santoros      so she /is/ his girlfriend.   i knew it,   but his denial was pissing me off so i closed that can of worms.    i won’t fuck your book up,   soph——   it’ll be in pristine condition when i give it back.

@birdrot   it’s for class,   dimwit.  and i only have two copies which one i already gave to mike’s girlfriend so—-don’t fuck this one up.  

@santoros      nosy and proud.   you’ve been grasping onto this book like your first born child so it clearly had to be relatively good..   unless you have bad taste.

@birdrot      i’m sure gwen won’t feel too bad. maybe she’ll branch out, then you’ll really have someone to haunt—ow!   [he massaged the now aching muscle of his arms, slapping the flashlight in the other’s hand]    dick.. 

@fearyear      yeah sure,   you make a whole lotta sense when your plans end up with us running for our lives——you might not understand it yet,   but i have a woman to protect and stay alive for..     i’m sick of you,   give me the damn flashlight.

@birdrot       well in my defense the crazy shit i say makes sense eventually… you on the other hand just  sound confused.

@fearyear       /     heh..   dadaman

@eurysphea     it seems as though my academics—   or lack of—   is the topic of discussion lately,   and i’m not entirely sure why.    i won’t get anything done with sansa,   she bullies me too much

well—          you needed tutoring.    desperately,   or so i heard.    not to mention,   you and sansa get along just fine.          i simply put two and two together. 

@aestreller      they  /always/  do this,   and what does everyone say everytime?  stop putting raisins in it.   and what do they do?   the exact same thing.   now i’m not hungry and pissed.

@birdrot  [the origin of daybreaker was moreso myth than history.  made from giant bone,  crafted by the hands of a rinnick— and fused with dragon fire to give itself that eternal flame.   today,  she would have a sister sword— made for someone younger— someone who could be quick just as he was deadly.     why nathaniel had the sword made for him was hard to answer.  perhaps he had been meaning to give him something in a long time and didn’t know what..  or that deep down the king was afraid he’ll fail.  and the only one he trusted enough to protect the ones they loved was a reckless kid from detroit —   from the same world nate was raised in for a time before it was all ripped away.  therefore,  the blade wrapped in a thick valkyrie red cloth is handed]    the rinnicks spent days building it..   you’ll thank them later 

@GOLDARMED       that was unexpected,   but appreciated nonetheless.    what is it?

@DRAQYR     [he doesn’t respond,   but rather shoots both nate and goldie a nervous smile.   out of every possible excursion the youngest st. germain has been on,   he had to be caught now.   right as he was able to walk on his own again.   his mount,  however was nowhere to be seen,   most likely making herself comfortable on a charred patch of grass if it were up to him to decide]      what she doesn’t know won’t hurt her..    because if she knows?   she will be hurting both of us—    ..mainly me,   and she’s been scaring me lately.

@birdrot      what do you MEAN what am /i/ doing here what are YOU doing here!?  [ the king removes his helmet,  threatening front casted aside in favor of his brother-in-law.  the king gestures to all of him,  expressing words that just wouldn’t come out.    goldbyrne, who once had realized who the other was—stopped growling.   narrowed pupils dilate  &   he sits to make himself appear smaller ]          oh my aemond, hel’s gonna kill me ..   

@DRAQYR       better question..   what are YOU doing out here?