[ RP ] it's the fantastic drowse [ Interact ]

Hello, I'm Dannii C: MoonlitStar, Moon, Lit, Litters, Star, yada yada yada. I'm incredibly bored right now so I decided to abandon my old roleplay blog as I always do because I suck, and make a new one. Human and deer are heeeere.

Note for Freddie: In human form, I always see it as a kind of alternate universe where most people would never have heard of Freddie Mercury, so there's no kind of WHOAAAA WHAAAAT FANS SCREAMING ZOMBIE INVASIONS BLABLABLA shizazz going on. However, your character may recognise or remember Freddie. Hell, maybe they met before in a club in 1986 or something, I don't know. But I felt I should clear that up xD Wheeee. This is what happened to him before the Forest.

Note about Human/Deer: My deer can travel between both worlds. The events that happen in the human world are remembered when they return to the Forest. They cannot be in two places at the same time (that doesn't mean there can't be two roleplays at the same time!) and therefore for example if Rutilus is in hospital, he cannot be inforest.




DEER

Taliene; (anyone can interact)

By the river, a doe whose face is covered by a 'real-deer' mask, sits. Her pelt is of light brown, with a splash of white on her chest, and faint creamy-brown spots spattered along her tail end. Green eyes stare into the clear, running water, but have glazed over, giving the impression that she is off in a mental world of her own. Taliene's antlerless head dips slightly as she frowns a little. She is a troubled young doe. Will you sit with her?

Rutilus; (anyone can interact)

Underneath the slanted rock at the Playground, there lies a stag with the pelt of the golden butterfly. Gashes and wounds run their way along his body, though most are not too deep. It still hurts him. His deer mask lies discarded by his side, sky-blue eyes closed. The nameless antlers above his head have crimson roses wound around them. He looks exhausted, but is smirking to himself as if triumphant. Approach him?

Jared; (anyone can interact)

Deep in the birches, sitting amongst the long, golden grasses that grow there, a gazelle thinks quietly to himself. And he looks just like a gazelle, but today his deer-face is actually a mask, and if it were removed, there would be a human face underneath. Amber eyes gaze around him, at the trees and the birds and the rocks. He seems friendly. Will you approach?

Lorak; (anyone can interact)

For once, he has left the Ruins. With his black-and-white Beluga pelt, dark key antlers that fade from black to dark grey as they reach their tips, and his black Orca mask, he may not seem too approachable. Bright orange eyes study the world around him. He paces amongst the trees of the First Forest, ignoring the quiet whispers of the dead, and the occassional wisps of silver-white that he sees. Will you attempt to speak to him?

Rhapsody; (anyone can interact)

It is taking him time to get used to being an adult. It took far too long for it to happen; he was a fawn for many months, and grew sick of it. But now, he is different. Today he wears a dark grey pelt, with streaks of white and black, and the gold-and-red Kabuki mask covers his face. His antlers are regular, nameless-deer antlers. It seems that he is restless, bored; he paces back and forth quickly near the Ruins, a frown beneath his mask. Hazel eyes stare from the holes in the Kabuki mask. Ease his boredom?

Rhye; (anyone can interact)

It is obvious that he is wounded. He lies by the Crying Idol, golden pelt matted with dried blood. His mask has been lost. His antlers, though they are really just two enormous brown feathers with iridescent rainbow colouring through them, lie crushed underneath his skull. He has paws instead of hooves. A strange blue cream covers his wounds, courtesy of a friend. He is lonely and still afraid. Will you help him?

Freddie; (anyone can interact)

Apparently, he is in a good mood again after several days of near-depression. He has been missing the people he once knew; people he cannot see again, ever. But this Forest, and the human world attatched to it, could be Heaven for all he knows. He has no antlers, just long, black human hair. No particularly special markings, just a black and white pelt. No mask, just a slightly-tanned human face with expressive chocolate orbs. His front teeth protrude considerably, something he is terribly self-conscious of, more so now that he cannot cover them with his hand. The stag sits by the Pond, though well away from the muck and dirt. Care for a chat?

HUMAN

OKAY I've done enough starters for now xD Here.

Taliene; She won't be found outside her house just now, so perhaps it'd be better if your character knew her first c: Or I don't know sdfdf.
Rutilus; can be found at home again, battered and bruised.
Jared; can either be found in his and Taliene's house, or anywhere in town. Just not bars and such. Also works in a computer store.
Lorak; is more likely to be found at night, out in the city wandering the streets. But if your character knows him, they can drop by his apartment c:
Rhapsody; has only recently found the human world, and finds that he has a house. Perhaps the Gods intervened there; he doesn't know. He can be found pretty much anywhere.
Rhye; can be found only in he and Jarvis' apartment. He's healing up but still has a bad limp.
Freddie; can really be found anywhere, I suppose :U Your character could visit his house if they already know him. Or if they're just...knocking...doors...D8"


Questions are also good 8D GO GO GO.
Tenley's picture

can i rp w/ rytilus?

can i rp w/ rytilus?
Walking into a room and saying, " I should clean this! " Then walking out. -lily

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Though the British one was

Though the British one was right about him being interviewed like this a lot, that question was easy for him. "I don't have any parents, so I don't know them." Which also meant he had no feeling in his words; he'd no idea what having a mother and a father meant or how they helped one to grow up. Although it would be impossible not having something birth someone... for Sort, it was the truth, yet again. Most just took his answer as another mistake in his amnesia, and he expected the same from Rutilus.

He really did not have anyone birth him. This was another puzzle the doctors were pulling their hair out over; of all the cases they'd been given, as of late, this one man was a whole chest full of confusing shapes no one could make out. You could probably write a novel with all that they'd tried hypothesizing.

Since they'd started a game of question-question, Sort cocked his head a little to ask in return, "You are sure you don't need to sleep? If you're worried about me leaving, I can stay right here..."
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Was he alright? Well...

Was he alright? Well... Yeah... Kinda... But why worry about himself?

"Vee~ I'm okay~ I just don't wanna see other people be unhappy..." he tilted his head, the little curl of hair bobbing up and down again, almost s if it had a life of it's own.

"Mm? You don't like calling me Italy? Um... if Feliciano is too long, you can just call me Feli for short. I don't mind~" he blinked as he could see that Freddie was, for some odd reason, hiding his teeth. How odd...

"Oh, are you angry, then?" his eyes widened, like he was taking it as a personal assult. "Veee... Are you angry at me? Sei matto? Mi dispiace tanto! Mi dispiace tanto!" in his sudden panic, his tongue unknowingly slipped back to his mother language, and he didn't even seem to notice.

"Per piacere! Non farmi del male!" in his raving, tears starting slipping from his eyes, making him look even more pathetic than before.

[ Tenley; of course!

[ Tenley; of course! Human/deer? If human, who's starting? c: ]

Mick

To his own surprise, he was insulted that he was apparently less attractive than Kylar's 'usual'. What was so wrong with him that other men didn't think him good-looking? Was there a certain criteria one had to fit if they wanted to be found attractive by a guy? It was difficult for him to fathom the fact that he wanted men to think he was gorgeous; because after all, their attentions would be unwanted in any case. Or so he thought, hoped, prayed.

It wasn't until Kylar added his cheery little rhetorical-ish question onto the end of his advisatory sentence that Rutilus felt some kind of charge shoot down his right arm, making him jump a little, eyes widening briefly. It was like he'd been electrocuted, if only briefly, like touching someone after being on a trampoline for too long. There was, though he didn't know it, a faint dash of fear in his eyes. Rutilus did not like pain. And given that Kylar had just said 'serious burns', he was rather apprehensive. Was he inhuman?

The grin on the other man's face made Rutilus even more uneasy. It reminded him of Auge, and her deep-set insanity - only worse, because in his view, he was safe around Auge. Loved her, found her hot as hell even if she was completely and utterly nuts. Unlike Auge, Kylar was clearly not too concerned about Rutilus - Rut would have gone as far to say that the other disliked him already. Not that he could blame him.

Time to backtrack like a coward. Rutilus shifted his shoulders, resisting the urge to hold where Kylar had touched and apparently electrified him. It felt like his arm was tingling still, but that was probably just his imagination running away with him. "Look--look mate," he sighed awkwardly, feeling like a complete douche - and a pussy. "I'm not a fuckin' homophobe." Yeah, he's gonna believe that one. "Just--just unwanted attention, yeh?" He averted his gaze, feeling his tanned face redden.

Her

Didn't have parents? Rutilus frowned a little, but decided not to start with the 'oh I'm so sorry' and such, partially because he could end up making himself look like an idiot; after all, Sort did have some kind of serious memory issues. So silence ensued until the dark-light stag spoke again.

"I..." He trailed off, deciding to think about it before he answered. It wasn't uncommon for someone to sit by Rut while he slept - but it usually wasn't a stranger, and whether it was or not, he hated feeling like he was wasting someone's time like that.

"If you've--y'know, got--got time t'spare, I guess...but I don't wanna, y'know..." A nervous, awkward chuckle. Tongue-tied, almost. "Don't wanna waste your time just sleeping around."

GingerNut

What a sweet person. Noting that he should call him 'Feli' instead of Felici-whatsit or Italy, Freddie leaned back in his chair a little, a leg folded over the other as he admired the other's compassion. It reminded him of someone he'd once known - a man with curly hair that loved Led Zeppelin and his home-made guitar.

And then Feliciano started to panic and wail in what Freddie quickly gathered was his 'true' language.

"Fe--Feliciano!" He jolted, standing, chocolate-coloured eyes darting around the cafe. "I'm not angry with you! Come on, have--have a stick," he babbled, holding a mozzarella stick out to the other. "We'll take these outside, allright? Calm down, darling!" His face had gone a bit pale.

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"V-Vee?!" he flinched,

"V-Vee?!" he flinched, automatically pacified by the offer of food, which he took graciously, nibbling on it silently as more stray tears dripped down his face. "Really? Okay~" he sniffed, that vacant smile coming back to him. He bounced up out of his seat, looking up at Freddie and reaching up his arms to curl around his neck, but finding that he couldn't reach. "Veeee... I cry alot at stuff, just cause I'm so weak and useless at war..." he mumbled, still smiling, little curl wagging up and down.

"Outside? C' è il sole, so it would be nice~ Vee~ Okay!~" he turned around, gathering up the rest of his food in a napkin. "Fai pure~ After you, Freddie~" he cooed, not seeming to notice his random slipping in and out of tongue. Oh well, not like it mattered much, anyway.

stalkity wants to jump in but

stalkity wants to jump in but is clueless who to rp with
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That same smile. "Spare time

That same smile. "Spare time is the only kind of time I have, sir... I can stay." In fact, he repositioned himself just so to prove his own words, shuffling an inch or two closer to Rut for his protection although it wasn't near enough to be too forward or have any part of their bodies touch. He was only trying to keep them both comfortable.

"Unless it's easier for you to sleep alone, I can still leave. Otherwise, sleep well, okay?" A pause. He forcefully kept his voice calm. "I probably won't be here when you wake up, but--you understand I'd stay if I could."
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(Misako had to laugh hard at

(Misako had to laugh hard at Rut's comment about Auge, so decided to stop secretly watching ;x XDDD
I should show you that Augehuman drawing I did.. I wonder if he'd still think she's hot.ROFL. Damnscary woman.


Anyway. *Waves a Rut-fangirl flag and goes back to sit on her chair with.. Popcoorn.)
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human)

human)
Walking into a room and saying, " I should clean this! " Then walking out. -lily

[ herro, sorry again for the

[ herro, sorry again for the delay. I suck xD ]

GingerNut

It might have been lucky that Freddie didn't quite understand the accented mumbling about weakness and war.

Although he didn't speak Italian, Freddie doubted Italy had said anything important. He smiled gently, walking out of the dirty cafe and holding the door open briefly afterwards. Sunlight assaulted his eyes and he put a hand above his brow, sailor-like.

"Sunny, isn't it?" Freddie murmered, frowning a little. He lowered his hand to look at Italy. "Now is something wrong, dear? You seem awfully...emotional."

[ faunet; sdfsdf have a think about it 8D <3 ]

Her

Rutilus forced himself to smile a little, chin lowering to the ground. "Do--do what you like, yeah? Might see you around again...it'd be nice."

[ sorry that was so half-assed D| ]

[ Mis; LOL you stalker :'D And yes I want that drawing dammit. ]

[ Tenley; allright c: Could you please, please start? My brain is seriously failing right now, as the above posts probably show. ]
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((Aw, please, take yer time~

((Aw, please, take yer time~ You know how dead my brain can certainly get xD It's all good c: ))


Emotional? Well... Italy was always emotional. And hyper. And a crybaby. And a bit clingy.

He frowned a bit in confusion at Freddie's question, looking up at him with that same old, oblivious expression. "Eh? Emotional? I'm always like this, ve." he had thought that the other was suffering some trouble himself, and still did. Still, that answer probably wouldn't be good enough for him.

"I'm a weak country, ve..." he added, not really knowing what else to say. He smiled all the while as he spoke, no longer nervous enough to be slipping back into italian.

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Lily laughed, a butterfly

Lily laughed, a butterfly fluttered onto her pink little nose. It was a pretty white moth.
Walking into a room and saying, " I should clean this! " Then walking out. -lily

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(( It's okay, I don't blame

(( It's okay, I don't blame you 8o I think our RP was coming to a nice curtain-closing anyway~ So I think I'll end it there. c: Because I don't want to stress you after you said you weren't doing too well ;; THEREFOREEEE if you really want to go on we can timeskip; otherwise, thanks for the RP 8D I haven't had that in a long time. I WOULD LIKE TO PROCLAIM... Rut and Sort.. as BFFs. For now. iluilu.

For the record, Sort would have just lied there until Rut fell asleep. Then he'd get up to leave for... REASONS. Which was obvious anyway, HOHOHOHO ))

[ Tenley; sorry about this,

[ Tenley; sorry about this, but is it human or deer? I can't tell xD;
Her; I'm so requesting that you RP with me again sometime |: This has been one of the best things ever sdfsdfsdf <3 ALSO I proclaim that yes, bffjills fo sho. <3 ilu2ilu2.
Gingy; baw you sweetheart <3 ]

GingerNut

There it was again; 'country'. What did he mean? He was Italian, loved pasta and pizza, had mentioned 'Germany'. What was it? Freddie racked his brains, trying to somehow remember something that maybe Brian had mentioned in his past life, but there was nothing. And those memories were fuzzy, faded, anyway.

Freddie glanced around at the near-deserted street, then flipped his hair briefly, letting out a long hiss of breath. "Mm...Can I ask a question?" Abandoning manners very briefly, the Parsi pressed on.

"What--what exactly do you mean by er, the 'I'm-a-country'...?"

[you may shoot me] Sleep

[you may shoot me]



Sleep my baby
Tonight the stars and the moon will shine for you
Dream baby dream
Float high
And sleep on the clouds
Rest assured
I''l be here waiting for you

Sierra lightly touched the sleeping babes head as he settled for a nap.The late afternoon gave her time to relax while Philip slept.She hadn't seen the high king in awhile,she figured he was either busy with his kingdom or he was being a sparkle floosh and avoiding her. She quietly walked out of the nursery and made her way to the garden.She could see Hoggle tending to it not too far off.But she ventured to the bench. I shall not go and see him his royal highness is capable of coming and seeing me when he wants she thought as she sat down.But she really wished he would th opening ball was tomorrow where she was to be introduced to all of the high socity and to be honest she was a little nervous.
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Kylar gave him a look that

Kylar gave him a look that just said 'whatever'. His shining blue eyes looked upwards into the sky. "Heh...got a girlfriend? Or are you part of the 'screwed over' club?" Kylar asked with a chuckle. There was an odd bitterness in that chuckle that almost made it seem like Kylar was crying, yet there was no tears, and there wasn't a sadness in the laugh, just a bitterness. "It's going to rain soon." He muttered.

He could tell when it was going to rain, the static in the air generally moved in it's direction, and when it started moving upwards, then the rain was going to fall, and it had just started to travel upwards. They had give or take half an hour before the rain fell. He had the feeling that it was going to be heavy. "Take a walk?" He asked boredly.

Mick Kreiger: You Know You Love Me XOXO
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((*flopson* ;; )) His smile

((*flopson* ;; ))


His smile went into a little frown of thought, as if wondering how to word it all. "Just... ve... Just that! I'm the Italian Nation in the flesh~ Grampa Rome raised me, and then dissapeared..." his frown deepened, momentarily troubled, before he continued.

"Austria took me in~ And I lived in Holy Roman Empire's house with him and Hungary~... Now I have an alliance with Japan and Germany, ve!" he nodded proudly, satisfied with the... rather fast way that he had told his tale.

"If Italy, the land itself, were to go away, then I would go away too... ve~" He unwrapped the napkin of his leftovers as he mumbled this, bringing a cheese stick out to nibble on as he looked up at Freddie, as if what he had just said was the most natural thing in the world.

Faunet Understandably, the

Faunet

Understandably, the Goblin King had been rather frantic as of late. His ever-strained temper and patience were being stretched to the limit by his subjects, most of which had grown very fond of Sierra and Philip. The goblins had a tendency to follow the female human-Fae around; in particular, Skimp, Krak and Squee. Hoggle seemed to be somewhat fond of her too, but he tended not to show it as much - probably out of fear that Jareth would punish him if he did, what with the king being so snappy and aggressive lately. He had not seen Chime in quite a while now.

The long cloak he wore billowed behind him as he strode down a long hallway, only to realise that he could just transport himself to his destination by magic and save himself from making so much effort. Jareth squinted out of a large window briefly, eyes assaulted by the glaring sun in the late afternoon sky. He sighed, conjuring a crystal to see whereabouts Sierra was. Jareth had not made any communication with her in a while.

A burst of glitter, and he was gone.

More glitter, and he had re-appeared in the garden, smirking to himself as Hoggle and several goblins scurried out of sight, afraid of him. The kingdom was getting better, even if Jareth's subjects were still too scared to be very happy. It was not as bad as it had been after the disastrous ending of Jareth and Tuna's friendship, nor after his heartbreak over Chime, nor after the first disaster - Sarah.
So yes, things were better, but not the best.
He folded his arms across his thin chest, mismatched eyes set on the woman sitting on the wooden bench a few metres away.
"What are you doing?" Jareth asked outright, raising a dark eyebrow.

Mick

The way Kylar had spoken gave Rut the feeling that he, too, was in the aforementioned 'club'. But through this rather dismal talk - strengthened by the prospect of rain, Rutilus' worst enemy - there was a small spark of relief and hope, as Kylar wasn't really acting cold towards him.

Take a walk? Why not, he thought - after all, despite Kylar's sexuality, he could turn out to be a good friend. Friends were something Rut craved more of.

"Mm. Screwed over club," he chuckled dryly, starting to walk at an easy pace, hands pushed into his pockets. "Where we goin'? You been screwed over as well?"

GingerNut

Strange. Very strange; unbelievable, infact, But not for Freddie. After all, he knew the Forest. He knew that this world held 'unbelievable' things.

"...And it isn't a joke?" He had to be sure. But the...'country' didn't seem to be joking. At all. Freddie frowned, stomach flipping repeatedly. "I don't understand." Partially because Italy had spoken very fast, but he'd gotten the gist of it anyway. "How can you be an entire country?"

She smirked at the question

She smirked at the question but decided to bite back the smart answer she had.Just enjoying the garden your highness she said smiling her crystal blue looking at his face.She noticed her goblin companions had disappeared she knew it was because of him.She offered him no other conversation she wanted to see why he was really here probably mere coincidence she thought

a gossamer blue doe, stepping

a gossamer blue doe, stepping primly along the grasses of the birch, stops and surveys the landscape as a breeze rustles her ears. she notices a lone stag, clad in black and white, and weaves toward him without hesitation, her hooves sprinkled with gold. the stag's orange eyes blaze, yet he seems approachable, if not only to the little female. a spring soon enters her steps as she nears, slowing down to whip her head around, the magpie mask falling neatly to the nape of her neck. she has violet eyes--they seem dull, not alive with their usual swarm of lavender and purple.

hello, Lorak, she greets, stopping a courteous few feet away. although he is of relatively average height, he towers over the hind. she is frail and boned, her cheekbones sunken, but seems happy enough. a lovely living skull. it's...it's been a while, yes? she asks tediously, a Spanish twinge still evident in her voice. her hooves scratch the ground in an awkward haste, and she smiles fleetingly.

it's odd seeing you here ..in the First Forest. it is very pretty, however.

[AHURR. I hope you don't mind. :c]

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"Ve? Why would I be joking?"

"Ve? Why would I be joking?" he asked, genuinely puzzled. "Well, I'm really only the northern end of Italy, my big brother Romano is the southern end~" he placed another bit of food into his mouth, politely falling silent as he shifted from foot to foot.

"There's a 'person' for every territory and country out there~ There's Germany, Russia, America, France..." he paused. "States, too~, not just countries~" He frowned a bit at his next question. How could he not be a country...?

"Northern Italy Veneziano is my real name, but Feliciano Vargas is my 'human' one... I'm not the land, ve... I'm just... Italy..." he stumbled over his words, wondering how he could possibly prove himself.

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( Sorry i forgot we were

( Sorry i forgot we were Rping human lol.. anyway! )

Lily walked along the hard pavement, her high heels made clicking noises as she walked. Her purse felt heavy, even though it had not much in it.
Walking into a room and saying, " I should clean this! " Then walking out. -lily

Faunet The king's

Faunet

The king's odd-pupilled, pale sapphire eyes stared into a set of bright, crystalline blue. There was no denying that Sierra was attractive; and generally, Jareth found anything with a set of breasts attractive anyway. But his 'activities' had been limited to royalty, women that he had no feeling nor affection for whatsoever, women that were attracted to him by his power and appearance, and possibly because they'd seen the tight-tights he wore.

This was because Jareth, as much as he was reluctant to admit it to anyone, even himself, considered Sierra a friend - possibly a somewhat close one. He did not try to protect people that he disliked. He was too selfish for that. He wouldn't have spent so much time spying on her in the human world had he not had some care for the girl. And when she became a human-Fae, he could easily have gone to the High King and gotten her changed back, bogged, or thrown into an oubliette. But he hadn't done that - because he cared.

That, however, didn't mean he wasn't still snarky and a downright asshole. The king leisurely walked over to the bench, sitting beside Sierra, cloak drawn tightly around himself. A few beats of silence from him as he wondered if she would ever meet Chime. Probably not. Chime lived in the human world after all, so she could never meet Sierra unless 'GK' took her to the Underground. And he was in enough trouble with the High King as it was.

"You never used to call me 'highness'," Jareth commented, staring lazily out into the garden in an attempt to disguise the fact that he was loathe to look at Sierra incase she somehow read his eyes and figure out that he gave a damn. "How is it, conversing and associating with goblins?" His lip curled slightly in disgust.

Sarie [YEAAAAH<33333]

It has been what feels like forever since he last seen the gossamer-blue doe, with her violet eyes and magpie mask, terribly beautiful and yet once upon a time, she had been terribly devastating to him. The cursed stag turns as she approaches, feeling his lips quirk into a smile. There is little awkwardness for him now.

He looks down at Xylia, studies the petite little doe's eyes for several seconds. Is something wrong? Lorak cannot quite tell; he is no empath, and cannot read eyes as easily as some. The dark-light stag hesitates briefly as he starts to reply, orange eyes flicking away.

"The Ruins have grown depressing," he admits with a weak chuckle. "And I doubt I'm in need of that." Lorak inhales, then lets his breath out in an emotion-void sigh. His gaze turns back to the peacock doe.

"You're right, you know; it's been a while. Forever, maybe." His lips twitch upwards half-mockingly, half-sadly at this irony. "How...how are you? And your family?"

GingerNut

Freddie nodded and 'hm'ed as Feliciano tried his best to explain, and he was now starting to kind of 'get' it. Was this man a personification of Northern Italy, then? If so, why didn't he rule it? Did everyone know who their country's 'human' was? He decided to voice this question, hesitantly.

"Well--well does--do other people know? Do Italians know that you're...I don't know, their country? Why don't you rule over there then?"

Tenley

A cigarette was tossed to the ground, one Doc Marten boot moving to stamp it out - and without his immediate realisation, his leg was right infront of a woman's, a woman with high heels. Rutilus swore, jerking his leg back and praying she wouldn't fall. "Fuck, sorry!"

Sierra smiled it's

Sierra smiled it's interesting to say the least she chuckled.They are after all not average beings she commented turning her gaze away from the king and saw her friends hiding in the shadow.She sighed as she remembered his previous comment she tucked a stand of golden hair behind her ear.
If you prefer some other title let me know but keep this as a reminder I haven't seen you in awhile so pray tell me how I was suppose to know what else to call she said. Unless its feather poofing glitter pants she thought
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He wanted to say he had been

He wanted to say he had been screwed over twice, but something...made him not. "Yeah..." He answered somewhat distantly. He didn't really want to go down this conversation line, it was depressing and mostly...no. It wasn't his fault. All he was guilty of was loving them. They had been the assess, the liars.

He answered Rutilus's first question with a chuckle. "Ya always know where you're goin' when ya set out?" He asked, just kind of wandering in a direction, not really caring where he was going. It was a way, and that was the way that he was going. "Sometimes, gotta just go where y'ir feet take ya." He added as he walked.

Mick Kreiger: You Know You Love Me XOXO

Xylia shuffles again, leaning

Xylia shuffles again, leaning heavily on one side, then the next. as she listens to him speak, her ears flick and press back against her skull, that fleeting smile still present, her eyes swelling with emotions. he does not see me the way he did before, she thought, half-hoping that a voice would resound back in her mind. the voice of a long-lost love--the Dreamwatcher. their thoughts had been connected, and they had heard every wish and dream and complaint and praise...Chanse, the eldest, beautiful boy, had a mild link, and even now she heard his soft voice, whispering something of deep concern. always caring for others. never for himself.

hm? oh.

the doe pauses, drawing a sheepish circle in to the dirt with one golden hoof. I am well. you...I'm glad you are well, too. it is true--after a long while, the Ruins are merely sad stones. her giggle is half-hearted and pitched awkwardly. at the mention of her family, she winces, her eyes twitching, before she hastily puts her mask back on. tears would not be visible through the cold black material.

...Vessel has gone on a journey, and Ketan insisted on going with him. I...I don't know if he'll ever be back, or..how soon. he can still walk through my dreams, but we cannot touch--cannot feel one another... she says this with blank understanding, biting her aquamarine lips to fight through tears. there is no complete sadness. only longing.

b-but...he'll come home. I know. ..C-Cirrus is--? the stark change in conversation sends water spilling from her eyes, and she looks away, still smiling.
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He blinked, still smiling,

He blinked, still smiling, happy to keep talking to him.

"Of course~ Why wouldn't they? I have a government, and they take care of me, and I command the army.~" he paused, reaching his hand down into his pocket and pulling out a little white flag that he always carried with him on stand-by. After all, you never know when you might need it. "This is our weapon of choice, ve~ Do you like it? I hand-made it myself~" he paused again, another thought coming to him that he felt that he had to voice regarding Freddie's question.

"Without me, there is no Italy, ve~ I'm different than people, because I can live a really really long time! That, and the only way that I can get sick is if Italy itself suffers, like if there's money problems~"