#taha talks

[jellyluchi]

I know most of the jjba fandom is dead out here and even I haven't been active but I'm still out here and I still think about my jjba friends !!!!

[prosciuttoswife]

Thank you so much for the sweet words on Focaccia's carrd set up! 🥹💖💖

[jellyluchi]

omg sorry i forgot to be active here KJBASKDBASJDB

[jellyluchi]

Idk if they changed something but I was able to romance Mitchell linn just fine even while chosing the eel option!

[jellyluchi]

When you speak to someone who doesn't ask a peep about your self insert or your lore but somehow expects you to remember all of theirs.... Classic

[jellyluchi]

Thank you for the tag!!! 🥹💞your friendship has meant so much to me over the past year Doni !!!

2023 is coming to an end so this is my annual I love my online friends so fucking much you wouldn't believe me if I told you post.

[proustianlesbian]

Happy heavenly birthday to my favorite artist on what should be his 65th birthday 💙 !!

[jellyluchi]

HELP.MEEE

Phantom of the Opera is a reverse "I Can Fix Him" situation. "she can fix me" "no the hell i can not"

[jellyluchi]

Didn't post this here before but ...

[youweremyridehome]

maria, sa jäta see loll hendri maha ja tule õige mulle 🙏

[west-tokyo-incidents]

I've been thinking all night about Aki's douji, a much lesser evil douji of theft. His name is Tahae, or 'thief' in Maori. I would imagine they're like one of the least powerful douji, being a petty crime, but he has the somewhat useful noh of being able to see through any material thinner than three inches. Which is the only reason he's tolerated at evil douji meetings.

Also Vice thinks it's hilarious watching Akira fight to not lose his cool when Aki is around.

Aki hates him. With every fiber of her being. Which is good! Makes him more powerful. But he's like Eater or Avaro in that he's basically a kid and it's difficult for her. Because SHE was a kid when she had to start stealing.

I'm really trying to not go stereotypical and give him a raccoon as an animal, and I have no idea what he looks like yet so don't ask.

[xo-hugs-n-kisses-ox]

Rumination

Ruminate

(v.) To think about something deeply

After Edward left her, Bella Swan fell apart. Desperate to try and save his eldest daughter, Charlie brings his youngest daughter to Forks to see if she can bring her sister out of her depression.

Now, y/n must try to help her sister find her way back to the light while also trying to navigate her Junior year of high school in the odd town of Forks.

---

Chapter Twelve: Consequences

Now Playing: Breakin’ Dishes by Rihanna

I listened as Billy told us all the story of Taha Aki and his family, how they dealt with the Cold Ones. I had heard this story before, when Bella and I had come over with Charlie as children.

Bella fell asleep after a while, and Jacob picked her up to take her back to Edward. I had gone back with the rest to Emily’s house.

I showered and put on my pajamas, walking out to sit on the couch as Jared set up some movies. Emily made popcorn and Sam dug out blankets.

The movie Jared ended up turning on was some action movie I wasn’t particularly interested in. It wasn’t bad, though.

I fell asleep about half way through, and I woke up in my bed. I wasn’t sure how I got there, but I figured one of the guys put me to bed so they could fold out the couch bed.

I made my way towards the kitchen, only to find Sam, Jared, and Paul sitting around the table looking grim.

I slid into the seat closest to me, asking them, “What happened?”

Jared handed me a newspaper.

On it, the title read, “Seattle Terrorized by Slayings.” Underneath the title, I read about nearly fifty people having been killed at random. There seemed to be no rhyme or reason to the brutal murders; no racial bias, no gender bias, not one part of the city safe from the attacks. The only thing that authorities have determined was that all the victims were from ages twenty to thirty, with a few victims being in their late teens. I felt sick.

“We will be patrolling more,” Sam said grimly, “We are meeting with the Cullens.”

“Do you think it’s… supernatural?” I asked, my brows drawing together, “It could be human doings, there’s some sadistic people in the world.”

“There’s not a fingerprint there, no tracks, not a single thing pointing to human murders,” Paul said, his voice tense and his body pulled taught, “Better safe than sorry.”

I pursed my lips, nodding.

---

Bella called me.

“You saw it, right?” She demanded, her voice hushed. I knew what she meant.

“Yeah, we all saw it.” I confirmed, and I heard her sigh in relief on the other end of the phone.

“Carlisle asked for help from the Denali coven, the one I told you Laurent had stayed with,” she explained, “They won’t help us, if this is caused by Victoria.”

“Why?” I asked, slightly confused. Weren’t they friends with the Cullens?

“Laurent was involved with one of them,” she said angrily, “And now the Denali coven wants to kill the pack because they killed Laurent.”

I was silent for a long moment.

“Fuck Laurent and fuck them, we don’t need their help anyway,” I said slowly, anger simmering in my chest, “He tried to kill us, he deserved to be destroyed.”

Bella agreed with me, adding, “Yeah. Listen, I need you to talk to Sam. If the things in Seattle are because of Victoria, we need to work together or everything will be for nothing.”

“He wants to talk to the Cullens,” I informed her, “I think it’s going to be some of the others who need convincing.”

“Okay,” she said, “Okay. I’ll call you, if I know anything else.”

“Back at you,” I tell her, “Love you.”

“Love you too, Y/n.”

The call disconnected, and I ran back to the front of the house to tell everyone what I had learned.”

---

Bella said that Alice was having a party. We both agreed that it was a stupid idea.

Sam wants to speak with the Cullens, but he doesn’t trust them. He wants answers, he wants to know what they know.

I think he believes that they’re somehow the cause of everything, and I don’t really disagree. I think, though, that the Cullens are trying to keep everything safe and close to their chest.

Jacob got Bella, but they hung out at his house.

I was making food with Emily, watching as the guys cycled in and out of the house. Sam had everyone doing double shifts, and it was taking a toll. When they weren’t out in the forest, the pack was sleeping. I had to coax them awake to get them to eat, and as soon as they were finished, they were right back asleep.

Paul had just gotten back from his shift to trade out with Embry, when Bella stormed into the house. She was holding her hand, furious and crying, and I was quick to rush to her side.

Despite his weariness, Paul woke himself up to oversee everyone’s safety.

Bella’s hand was broken, and Emily was the one to look at it. She explained what happened, and I stared at her. I was still as a statue as she spoke, my eyes wide as fury exploded in my chest.

I shoved to my feet, my chair tipping over behind me as I stormed outside to find Jacob. Paul was on my heels after smacking Jared awake to watch over Bella and Emily in the kitchen.

I stormed over to where Jacob was standing in the yard, debating if it was worth it to break my hand to punch him, too.

Instead, I stopped an arm’s length away from him and watched him coldly. I was so angry that I was shaking, and I demanded, “What the fuck is wrong with you?”

My voice almost didn’t sound like me, and it would have been a bit more startling had I been less upset.

“Y/n, listen—” he started, but I cut him off.

“I don’t give a single damn about what you have to say!” I snapped, “I know you like my sister, and no one fucking liked Edward, but that doesn’t give you the right to kiss her against her will!”

“Y/n, it’s not that bad, I—”

I cut him off again, “If Edward doesn’t kill you, I very well might, you pushy, idiotic, piece of shit.”

I turned, looking to Paul.

“Explain to him what consent is, because it seems like the constant fever has gotten to his brain,” I ordered, “And keep him away from the house.”

I stormed back to the house, listening as Paul started to lay into Jacob.

---

I took Bella to the Cullen’s home. It was the first time I had ever seen it.

We marched in and I saw Edward first.

“What happened?” He demanded, and Bella explained everything to him.

I was still fuming, and Edward was tense beside me as Carlisle fixed Bella’s hand.

“Don’t touch any of the others,” I muttered, “But Jacob’s free game.”

Edward inclined his head, “We share similar sentiments on him now, I see.”

“If I could have, I would have broken his nose.”

---

I ended up staying the night with the Cullens.

Alice made me shower, since I “smelled like wet dog,” and gave me some of clothes to wear instead. She stuffed me into a pair of black pajama pants several sizes too big, tying them tightly around my hips. The shirt, which was also slightly large, was a band tee for Metallica.

Bella and I took monopoly over the couches, Edward sitting beside her.

Emmett and Rosalie had come out of their room, and Emmett asked, “What happened, Bella? Walking and cheering gum at the same time?”

“Punched a werewolf,” she corrected, and he laughed loudly.

“Which one?” He asked eagerly, “That why your sister’s here?”

“Jacob,” I answered, “Feel free to break his jaw, if Paul didn’t for me.”

Emmett grinned, sitting down happily beside me, “Paul’s the one who tried to beat my ass when I accidentally got over the creek, right?”

“Yeah,” I confirmed, “No hard feelings about it.”

Emmett laughed again, “If we weren’t supposed to hate each other, it’d be cool to wrestle. They’re bigger than the bears that I hunt.”

I raised my brows, “I’ll relay the sentiment.”

After a minute, my phone rang. I picked it up and I walked back outside, listening to Paul’s voice as it crackles to life on the other end of the line.

“How are things over there?” He asked, “Are the lea— Cullens taking care of your sister?”

“They’re nice, the good doctor put a brace on Bella’s wrist, Edward’s taking care of her right now.,” I informed, then asked, “How are things over there?”

“Pack’s a little divided,” He told me honestly, “Some think Jacob wasn’t overly in the wrong, Emily, Leah, and the rest of the girls think Bella should’ve been able to break his nose.”

I hummed, “What about you? What do you think?”

“I think I hate vampires and want you and Bella away from them, but that Jacob had no right to kiss Bella when it wasn’t what she wanted.”

His answer was good, and I told him as much.

“Good answer,” I murmured, “You get some brownie points.”

“For being a decent person?” He said dryly, “Thanks, Y/n. I’ll take them where I can get them.”

I snorted, “Alright, Hot head, whatever. Meet me over at my house? I think I’ll murder Jacob if I go back over there, and I need to tell Charlie about Bella breaking her hand.”

“Took care of it already,” He replied, and I could hear him walking to the door, “I’ll see you over there.”

I hung up and kissed Bella’s temple, hesitantly patting Edward on the shoulder as I left. I felt awkward in their house, but I thanked them for their help and hospitality.

———

(Lightly edited 1/5/25)

Sorry this was put out so late!! Anyway, hope y’all enjoyed!!

Also, this was about when I started realizing that Stephanie Meyer wasn’t a good writer in general bc Jacob and Edward weren’t shit and Bella was a victim of both at any given time

Also also, I got a few requests!! I’m so happy and I’m working on them rn!! They should be out sometime this week and thank you guys so much for the interest in my writing 🥰 I adore yall 💕

(Ps I got a guinea pig and he’s adorable and SO soft)

[girlactionfigure]

Syria

The Islamist regime in Syria wasted no time after seizing power. Within a week, they launched a brutal campaign: stop, search, and kill anyone daring to oppose them..be it faith, belief, or opinion. They’re not bringing justice; they’re just perfecting Assad’s playbook. Meanwhile, Western media turns a blind eye to the slaughter of Kurds, the siege of Alawite communities, and the kidnapping of Christians. Turkey’s spin machine covers up these crimes, polishing the image of former Al-Qaeda and Muslim Brotherhood operatives as “new-age leaders.” Yesterday’s terrorist now talks of modernity and peace, but the truth is clear: he’s just a wolf in sheep’s clothing, using new strategies to reclaim power.

What "activists" claimed #Israel did in #Gaza and Lebanon is now happening in #Syria..yet there’s no outcry, no protests, no courts. Silence speaks volumes.

The West, convinced this is a New Year’s miracle, hopes refugees will rush back home. But they misunderstand the Middle East. Those returning from Germany or France will find hell awaiting them. They’ll organize, build their own power, and send a new wave of refugees back...this time, armed with knowledge of your streets and your ways of thinking.

Evil disguised as change is still evil. Smooth words can’t hide the fact that we’re witnessing the same brutality, dressed in modern PR. From Syria to the way the media plays its games, perhaps Bin Laden’s real flaw wasn’t his ideology..it was his lack of a PR makeover. Wouldn’t you agree? 

Amjad Taha أمجد طه

[jrow]

Well friends, I did it. We did it. There is such incredible talent in this community and it really shone through this month. I have only scratched the surface and am so excited to read more! I am so proud (yes!) that my little story has been part of this wonderful May Prompts 2024. Thank you to everyone who commented or liked or reblogged. I wasn’t sure I would be able to manage this, but the engagement really spurred me forward, even on those days there was seemingly no time to write. And a super thank you to @calaisreno for the wonderful prompts. They were so fun to play with but kept me on my toes. On more than one occasion, I thought I knew where the story was going, but the prompt pulled me in another direction. I will be posting the full shebang to ao3 and will share the link when I do. Thanks again!

May Prompts (31)

Day 30 here. Start at the beginning here.

Pride (an epilogue)

He’s about to burst from pride.

A year ago, the sheer magnitude of the feeling would have been shocking, but now … well, when you live with a little one as brilliant as Rosie, you feel pride a lot.

It’s her end of year ballet recital. He had been hesitant about signing her up for the “butterfly ballet” class—worried about strict instructors and judgment and tears. But, John had insisted and been proven right. It could barely be called ballet—watching the class reminded him of the second law of thermodynamics—but at the end of every session, Rosie would beam and twirl her way home, firmly on cloud nine.

And now the recital. She has been talking about it all week and the excitement had her up at five this morning. John thought it might be overkill to invite Molly and Gavin along with Mrs. Hudson, but was overruled by the star herself. And so they were all here. Mycroft was never formally told of the event, but had arrived at the small church hall right on time, with a bouquet of two dozen pink roses in hand. His brother never does things by halves.

Little Isla, Jordan, and Anna are currently centre stage, beaming in the spotlight. They are doing fine, he supposes, although Isla is far from the prodigy her mother seems to think she is.

And then there is Rosie, dancing from the far back corner, smile a mile wide. She had started at the front but quickly ran to the back when she saw that Taha was too nervous to come on stage. So now, Rosie is dancing with all she has, while holding the hand of the little boy, who has been coaxed halfway onto the stage.

Occasionally, Taha will look at Rosie like she hung the moon.

No, this is a new level pride. He truly might burst.

Halfway through, Rosie leans down and whispers something to her friend. The boy nods and takes a small step right, so that he is now almost entirely on the stage.

Anna’s mother, who is sitting in front of John, turns around. “You two are doing something right!” she says with a grin before returning her focus to the stage.

The music crescendos and, for a second, it’s all too much. The sounds, the lights, the feelings bigger than he thought possible. He closes his eyes for a moment, to settle.

“Open your eyes,” John whispers.

It’s said with such earnest that he immediately complies. And there is Rosie, waving with her free hand and smiling like this is the greatest day there’s ever been. Maybe it is. He waves back along with the rest of her little entourage. She laughs.

John beams and grabs his hand. “Maybe we are doing something right.”

He looks down at their entwined hands and then up on the stage at the little girl. His little girl. “Yes, I think we are.”

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[jellyluchi]

Thanks for the tag Mape !!! This is really interesting !! :3 ngl the description is kind of accurate for me JZJSNDN well at least I hope so! I like this color too a lot !!

Also I'm an idiot and forgot to take a screenshot of the like special thing? It said something like getting to the heart of the matter I forgot JXJSNDNX but real shit !!! I get what they mean !!!

Tagging: whoever !!! I'm too lazy for this part I'm sorry JXJSNDNDND

what color is your aura?

no pressure tags: @thekinslayed @connorsui @sarahsangelicdoll @rafeysbangs @angelspitxx @wicked-barbie @deadonyouraccount @rafescorpsebride

[crystal-moon-101]

-Joshua Armstrong- The 14-year-old son (Demiboy) of Helen and Manny, along with being Becky’s younger sibling. Joshua is a very rare case of a child of two hybrids inheriting the same side either parent has, in this case human. He certainly sticks out within his family, especially given his sister was born fully alien. Many expected Joshua to feel like an outcast within his galactic family, something his parents were very worried over. But Joshua is kind of just a chill guy who cruises through life. Enjoys music and skating, he’s never seemed to have an issue with his genetics. Even has a cool relationship with his older sister, very casual in their dynamic.

-Archer Redwind- The 10-year-old son of Looma and Ackhill (OC), and younger brother to Aife. Archer is a delightful young boy, with a lot of energy to spare. A little too much at times, as he has a habit of running into danger without thinking, but it is to be expected in Tetramand culture. He idolises his sister, and is her number one cheerleader. He’s eager to be a war hero like her, that he has trouble understanding he still needs time to grow up. -Taha- The adopted 24-year-old daughter (MtF) of Tini and Synaptak. When the Galactic Enforcers opened up try outs for new members, the three leaders were surprised to see a 13-year-old among the candidates. Upon talking to them, they learnt that Taha was an orphan who ran to the try outs the moment she heard, having been a big fan of the heroes for as long as she could remember. It didn’t take long for Tini to scoop up the little fish, claiming she only wanted to “mentor” the next generation of heroes, but everyone knew she had practically adopted Taha, much to Synaptak’s dismay. But he warmed up to the kid when seeing her smarts and bravery, bonding over their mental powers. Taha is a bright star among the Galactic Enforcers, a beaming hero with a golden heart, even if she can be a little cheesy in her mannerisms.  

-Valentina- The 25-year-old daughter of Rojo and Azul. Valentina came about during a time Rojo and her gang decided to change tactics in their life, finding a place for themselves in Undertown after helping out a couple of homeless folk or runaway families in need of help. Turns out they had a calling beyond being robbers. Opening up a shelter, Rojo and her girls focus on helping the weak in need, mostly abuse victims or young kids. Now Valentina and her own friends help run it, Valentina often out and about keeping danger away, like sketchy folk hanging around Undertown. She has the local nickname “Espina De Rosa”, and many do not like dealing with her, as it’s best to avoid her temper. She’s a spiteful woman, and loves sticking up for the weak, even if she goes a little overboard. 

-Isabell- A 23-year-old Human/Arorenda hybrid woman. Bell’s family used to be members of the shelter until they got a better path in life, but Isabell always kept in contact before joining when she was older, being a close friend of Valentina. She’s a beauty in Undertown, and commonly gets a lot of flirty looks her way, and she holds herself with confidence and being polite. It leads to some underestimating her, but when needed to she is quite the skillful fighter, using some of her fire to send a few messages to those that don’t take her politeness as a chance to back away. She connects with a lot of folks in the shelter, many of them feeling safe talking to her.

-Helga- A 26-year-old Human/Shocksquatch hybrid woman. Helga met Valentina in Undertown during a scuffle she aided in, eventually joining the shelter as she found it a good way to express her energy in a helpful way. Helga is playful, but also intimidating without realising it. She’s not always the brightest of people, but her strength helps a lot in keeping the shelter up and running. She’s known to be an escort for people who don’t feel safe alone, and always has a sense for danger that others might miss.

-Charlie- The 16-year-old kid (Genderfluid) of J.T and Sabrina (OC). Known for being tired and done with everything 24/7, Charlie just wants to work hard and get through school without any issue to live a reasonable life. Sadly, they’re best friends with Sereia Murray, and thus has to be the main brain cell holder of the two. In a world of constant world threats and endless space, Charlie thinks it’s none of their problem, but the world seems to disagree. But it’s not all bad, and Sereia is at least a genuine friend despite the chaos she brings.

-Briley- The 16-year-old adopted daughter of Emily and Jon (OC). Briley's family history isn’t the most cheerful, her original parents, and human and lewodan, spent quite a bit of hospital money to have her, only to realise that parenthood was nothing like they thought it would be, and thus gave her up. Briley loves her current parents, and will forever be grateful for them taking her in, but whether or not the truth of her birth still stings she never talks about. Growing up, Briley was Thea’s childhood best friend, the girls did a lot together and never seemed to have any issues. Until they had a massive falling out when they were 12-13 that they never talked about again, and everyone watched the two drift away. Briley now studies at a prestigious school, focusing on her work and moving up in her life. She can come across as uptight, but really it’s a sense of proving she can make it in this world.

-Cotopaxi- The 20-year-old daughter of Vulkanus and Krakatoa (OC). When Vulkanus needed a place to hide away from the cops, he stumbled upon a lady named Krakatoa. He somehow managed to swoon her, moved into her place, only to get kicked up when she learnt the truth of who he was. Cotopaxi was born later, and since then has been trying to live a life without her father. Sadly for her, Vulkanus tries to be in her life, but is a lousy father as he just can’t change who he is. Giving the bare minimum for child support, and every birthday gift he got her ended up being something stolen she had to return. Now as an adult, Cotopaxi is leading a successful life researching rocks and minerals for places like Galvan Prime, but still has to deal with her loser father trying to be a part of her life.  

-Sinen- The 17-year-old apprentice (Nonbinary) to Sunder. Sinen is a loud, bombastic lad that has a fantastic time living life on the edge. It seems strange for someone like Sunder to have taken in a kid that is so out there, but he’s actually a pretty good teacher to the excitable bat. Sinen is basically the close friend to Oneone, the two spending a lot of time blowing stuff up. When they heard Oneone was forced to join a Plumber team to “work on his behaviour”, Sinen thinks it’s the funniest thing ever. Though a part of them does secretly think this might help their friend, knowing Oneone has been having identity issues for a while.

-Rook Mar- The 9-year-old son of Rook Shim and Dasht (OC). Mar is one of Rilla’s cousins, and is the eldest of his siblings. He has three younger sisters, one newly born. He strives himself to be the best big brother, and has a habit of trying to act older than he actually is. But he is a sweetheart and very responsible for his age. Though as he grows, he finds himself curious about city life rather than country life. 

-Me'alla- The 20-year-old child (Agender) of Viktor and Liesl (OC). Me’alla takes after their father quite a lot, being a hard working genius, though lacks his darker background. Given his history, he has made sure to teach his child to be kind and more open to the world than he ever was, leading them to be a wise young adult. Me’alla has even become a teacher for the young children of the Anur System, having a lot of patience, no matter the crazy thrown their way. Though Me’alla is a little protective of their home, and will be quick to jump to it’s defence no matter the danger it puts them in.

-Satis- The 17-year-old daughter of Set (The Mummy) and Nephthys (OC). Satis is mute just like her father, though has better communication with others via local sign language she started learning when she was very young, and is more people friendly than her father is. That being said she can be just as quiet and calm as her father, a drifting shadow on a mission. This eventually led to her becoming the bodyguard of a young prince to one of the royal groups around her homeworld, Prince Atbek II. She takes her job seriously, even if she can be a little too intense at times.

-Prince Atbek II- The 14-year-old prince to the royal family Kha’Sahur. Due to his upbringing, Atbek is very proper in his mannerisms, having held himself high since the moment he could walk. He’s so used to his lifestyle that he can sometimes be a little oblivious to it, an inside joke among his friends. He’s an old friend of Etherea’liss, being the one who pays for the group’s letters to her while she is out training with the Plumbers. He is very keen to see her build bridges with the galaxy, as his political side sees the many benefits through this.

-Cerebell Uzz & Stalwart Uzz- A pair of 13-year-old Transylian twins. Another pair of friends from Etherea’liss home, the pair are known by the locals as being kind of insane, as their method of research and learning always goes above and beyond what it normally should. Property damage is to be expected from them. But they mean well, and are loving people, just getting a bit too far in their own brains to realise the consequences they may create. Cerebell is a little more crazy than her brother as she happily chooses to be the test subject 99% of the time, while Stalwart at least has some form of safety measures to not kill his sister.

-Mosbach, Freki & Dira- The 16-year-old children of Baskerville (The Werewolf) and Lupercal (OC). Each sibling is rather distinct in personality. Mosbach (FtM) is the most reasonable of his siblings, often keeping his sisters in check. He likes collecting things he finds in the works and crafting new things out of it, shaping nature in his own image. He is also a friend of Etherea’liss, and worries over the hard work she must be putting in at training. Freki is the largest of her siblings, and likes displaying her strength, accepting challenges and hunts with other teens, and is a popular figure among them for how cool she is. She also has been seen wearing a piece of jewellery that clearly comes from the Thep Khufan, so rumours are that she might be dating one. Dira is the smallest, and the little shadow of the family. She sneaks out a lot to explore and party, often ending up with her father tracking her down and dragging her home. She wants to be like Freki, but comes across as more wild and less chill than her.

-Lady Cama Umbra- The 15-year-old distant niece of Lord Transyl. When Zs’skayr came back, he knew he needed to collect new minions to start his awful ways again. He rounded up a few young folk to manipulate over his side, but decided he wanted to try again with his original vladat plans. Except this time he wouldn’t bring back someone like Lord Transyl, wanting someone younger that wouldn’t lead to a power struggle with. So he found the remains of another family member, some random niece of Lord Transyl, and brought her back. Only it appears the young lady did not have the same pride and bloodlust as her family, still young enough to be innocent enough that she freaked out upon hearing what Zs’skayr had to say, before running away, being found by Jay and Etherea’liss. She just lives between Zs’skayr old crew, who wish to make amends for what their old boss did, and teach Cama about the world around her. Because while Cama isn’t as bad as her family, it’s very clear she was sheltered and still parrots a lot of what the grown ups in her life said about the locals. Cama is dealing with a lot since being revived, but is willing to learn.

-Circy- A 13-year-old Fortumina. Circy is another friend of Etherea’liss, a childhood friend at that since their families are old friends. Circy knew of Etherea’liss Plumber dreams, and while she supported her friend, she had her own reserves towards the Plumbers and the outerworld. She does wish for something better, but fears pushing it will cause more harm than good. Circy has a joking personality, but under that is a lot of wisdom for someone her age. She holds the friend group together with Etherea’liss gone, even though she is deep in her magical studies. 

-Myli- A 14-year-old Mortechrum (Demiboy). Given the common view of the mortechrum, a young Myli had been surprised when Etherea’liss and Circy wanted to be his friend. He had always been taught by his family to beware the hand that feeds you, and thus took a long time warming up to the girls and eventual other friends in the group. Once he did though his real personality shined, being playful and always eager to help. Though when around strangers he goes quiet and watches with wide eyes, often unnerving people. 

-Bai'Kel- A 13-year-old Anoplopisth. He had been the most recent member of Etherea’liss anur friend group, and he is a little unusual to people who don’t understand him. Bai’kel is not very expressive, and thus his phrasing with words can sometimes sound a little off putting, sometimes being scarily honest with no filter. He doesn’t mean to be rude, it’s just who he is and is hard to read. But he is very loyal, often shadowing his friends to make sure they’re safe, something they don’t realise half the time.