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@allxthingsxglxtter || Finrod & Olivier
.。.:*☆ Finrod had never expected he would.... well, want to meet someone again, as people seem to say it in this realm. Especially after Galadriel was gone. He missed his sister with all his heart, only realizing now that pain it had caused her when he had died.
But now there was Olivier and well.... maybe Finrod was ready to try it. And not only because the other option was to most likely spend eternity in Sydney alone. Not really something the elf really wanted to consider, if he was all honest.
"So, those Christmas traditions," Finrod finally looked over at Olivier as he spoke. Pushing away the thoughts of Galadriel again. At least, for now. "Tell me please, what exactly are thos about? Because they are no tradition we had been holding up to where I am coming from."
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Hearing someone call for the dog wasn't usually something Rex would take any notice of. The only reason he had today was because it had been his name. Luckily said dog seemed to be near him and he was able to grab the collar, turning to see if he could see the owner.
"Here, think he got excited" he said, if only to grab their attention. That was when he saw them properly. Alright, she looked different, but after spending that much time with her in the past, he'd know her anywhere. "Ahsoka?" and that might also not have been the best idea, he didn't know if she would remember.
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@allxthingsxglxtter (for calanthe)
sparring with calanthe had always been something ciri wanted to experience yet was never allowed to. it was no secret her grandmother sheltered her, but looking back, combat training from the lioness of cintra certainly would’ve made her life easier after cintra’s fall. but the naive child she was then was hardly who she grew up to be, life with witchers and living on the run forced her to grow up quickly and rely on herself. now thanks to this place, she finally had that opportunity. not that she took the sparring that seriously, choosing to instead use her teleporting skills to avoid calanthe’s strikes all together. ❝ oh, don’t look so glum, your majesty, not many can land hits on me. just cheap shots, ❞ she gestured to the large scar beneath her eye, with a hint of a grin, before twirling her sword. plunging zireael into the ground, she leaned against the hilt and softly added, ❝ cintra recovered, eventually. i’m sure you have questions. ❞
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closed starter for sage ! - @allxthingsxglxtter
“ You should visit your favorite brother more often. Even Queeny misses you.” The furry creature in question stayed happily seated in his lap, purring underneath the hand that was petting her. Hunter had grown very fond of having a sister. In his real life, he knew he would never get along with any sibling if his parents had ever dared to have another child. They would surely be forced to compete for everything in life and Hunter probably would have been more bully than brother. At least with Sage, even if he knew it was fake, he got to experience what it was like to have family that supported him with no expectations of who or what he should be.
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@allxthingsxglxtter ❛ you say beetlejuice three times. and i’ll say candyman five times. then we get them to fight. ❜ (Alicia for anyone)
"that sounds fun! but maybe instead of fighting, we can get them to do, like, some kind of race!" riley exclaimed, clasping her hands together with a cheeky grin spread across her face. "doesn't that sound more fun?" she didn't know who beetlejuice or the candyman were, but somebody with candy in their name sounded like a good time! "let's do this. beetlejuice, beetlejuice, be-" riley cut herself off, "wait-- this isn't a trick, is it?" she questioned, narrowing her eyes as she instantly began to feel a tad self-conscious that this was a prank.
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Craning her neck to stare up at Sgaeyl, she rolls her eyes at the response. "Of course he does, as hard as it is to admit it, those memories make him who he is." She thinks towards Sgaeyl and shakes her head before looking back over at Andarna for a moment. "Hey, we're doing our best here, I'll talk to him and try to put more sense into him." Violet nods at the blue dragon and clears her throat.
Turning back towards Xaden, she feels Tairn move slightly closer to her back, feeling the sudden gust of steam, knowing he's messing with the memoryless rider in front of her. "The fact that you're not calling any of us crazy is a good step, though I get why you wouldn't have done that to them at least. Kids..you're a teacher?" Despite her own anger, the corner of her lips curve upwards as she looks away for a moment, but her gaze snaps back at him at his next words. "What? Xaden, in no way is Sgaeyl lying to you, do you really think you can stand in front of her and tell her that she's wrong? Correction, the usual you would have no hesitation because that you knows that she can't eat you, but the big deal is that this you isn't the one I know, he's not the one I fell in love with." She winces and crosses her arms in frustration.
"Sgaeyl!" She yells, moving to Xaden's side despite knowing he could protect himself, or she hoped this version still could. "I understand your anger, but let me handle this, you said yourself that you don't want to drive him mad on accident."
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asterin & rhysand || @allxthingsxglxtter
As Asterin materialized before Rhysand, her heart pounded in her chest, torn between the ache of longing and the bitterness of betrayal. Meeting his gaze, she struggled to contain the storm of emotions brewing within her. Her eyes, the same shade of purple as his, held a myriad of unspoken words, echoing the pain of their severed bond.
"Rhysand," she whispered, her voice wavering slightly. "It's been a long time... hasn't it?" The weight of the years apart settled heavily upon her shoulders, mingling with the anguish of the betrayal that had torn them apart. Memories flooded her mind, the laughter they once shared now mingling with the sorrow of what could have been.
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ayaka had been planning on trying to do something nice for thoma's birthday to try and make up for the weirdness in the place. she just hoped he wasnt so busy to hang out with her for a while. ayaka knocked at thoma's door with one hand as she held a small cup and bag in hand for thoma. / ayaka & thoma : @allxthingsxglxtter
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“Think ye’re fucking funny, do ye?” The oldest O’Farrell brother sneered at the random man before him. Normally, he wasn’t the one to go out drinking, but Sydney had turned him into someone else.
He’d let the devil come out to play once and he’d never been able to bury him again.
That was why he now found himself drunkenly staring into the strange man’s soul in a bar he’d never been too before. The stranger had pushed passed Declan without an apology, and laughed when he’d asked for one. A fire burned in Declan’s eyes now. Anyone watching could tell the altercation wasn’t about to go anywhere good.
He downed his beer, smashing the empty bottle against the bar floor as he readied to launch himself at the stranger.
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closed for @allxthingsxglxtter | spider
climbing through the trees of the forest was difficult with his short human limbs. lo’ak didn’t have too much trouble in normal sydney trees, but everything in pandora was bigger (and better). having a piece of his home here in sydney made his heart full. though he always put on a façade and tried to be happy, lo’ak still had a heavy heart over his brother’s death. but here he felt normal. almost at peace again. he almost wanted to just live here permanently. he wondered if that was something feasible in this world. lo’ak knew what he could consume here and what he couldn’t. the only annoying thing was being a damn human. after experiencing travelling through the flora as a human, lo’ak was even more impressed with how spider used to keep up with them. but just then, it was almost as if thinking of him caused his friend to appear. because as lo’ak jumped from a branch into a clearing, he saw spider at the other side of it. “bro?” the former navi called out. “spider? is that you?” he wanted to make sure he was actually real before going over.
#「 ❛ lo'ak sully • interactions ❜ 」#「 ❛ lo'ak sully • ft spider ❜ 」#「 ❛ everything changed when the queue attacked • queued post ❜ 」#( emilie )
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the following need to post an intro in the next week:
@allxthingsxglxtter Olivier Dubois
@hxlcycnx Torin Mulcahy, Maeve Boyle
@fidclium Lucerys Velaryon, Cillian McCullough
@lcnelylcves Farro Oatley, Claire Boyle, Ruth Burke
the following need to post a catch up intro in the next week:
@lcnelylcves @rosewaterdrunk @allxthingsxglxtter @fidclium @champagneprblms @dancngthroughlife. @writtcninthestars @featherskies
#thebridge: activity#Please remember to keep up with these#We do not want to have to put muse bans in place until people are done#And yes#I am guilty as well
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@allxthingsxglxtter || Effie & Ember
.。.:*☆ Effie knew the woman. Well... no, that was not the right term, most likely. They had met, but Effie had met many people during her life and work for the Capitol. But that did not mean that she knew them. Even more since many of them, well... did not survive the games anyway, in the end. However, Ember had been no tribute actually, as far as Effie could recall.
"Ember, my dear," She finally spoke, deciding to approach the woman. "I did not know you found your way to Sydney as well. You look pretty well, if I am allowed to say that. How are you doing? Is live here treatening you well?"
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“ people like me don’t get to have peace. ” (Dev for Hans)
Hans sighed softly, rolling over onto his stomach, "peace is overrated" least that was what he believed. Not that he had ever known peace, but then he supposed it just came from being around his family too long... his real family, or original family? He wasn't really sure which was right. Besides, after the so called Great War, he wasn't really all that sure he believed in peace. "What do you mean people like you? You want to be a lawyer fighting for what's right don't you?" anything deeper... well their conversations never normally got that far.
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@allxthingsxglxtter (for any muse)
❝ hey, you haven’t happened to see a big bald guy around here, have you ?? ❞ deacon asked the other. despite having been stuck here for a while, he always made sure to keep a look-out for boozer and sarah, hell even rikki. any familiar face, really. ❝ he’s a little taller than me, bigger build, has a bunch of tattoos -- uh, whole head, the grim reaper on the right side of his neck and vengeance above his ear. also probably has a hook or knife for a right hand. ❞ now that he said all that out loud, deek realized just how eccentric his best friend sounded.
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closed starter for bryce ! - @allxthingsxglxtter
long fingers plucked at the sturdy strings, letting out a simple chord before peter finally set his guitar aside. “ --- but yeah, the bands on a short break right now so we can focus on making some new stuff. how’s the orchestra stuff going ? ” the music scene was large but it felt like everyone knew everyone from the greatest jazz singers down to the new flutist in the orchestra line up. it had been jarring to peter at first but now he was more than comfortable with the reputation he had made for himself.
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isadora & any :: @allxthingsxglxtter
isadora ran her fingers along the spines of the books in the shop she was in, carefully reading over each one. she was searching for a poetry book that she'd had as a kid, but she wasn't able to find it. she wasn't even sure if she had the title right. she'd know the cover if she saw it though. "don't you just hate when you're trying to find a book but can't remember what it's called?" she let out a sigh. she was struggling to find it. she was certain that it would help with the memory issue that she was sort of having. she was slowly getting her memories from her past life back, but she couldn't place them. the only thing she could for certain remember was a poetry book.
#৲ ° . !! ISADORA QUAGMIRE ; TAKE ME TO THE LAKES WHERE ALL THE POETS WENT TO DIE.#emilie ;; allxthingsxglxtter
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