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Lark was watching the altercation from the far corner of the convenience store, their head tilted back so that they could see the counter in the angled mirror set near the ceiling. They were idly turning a chocolate bar between their hands, tipping it end over end as they considered their...

Someone was following them. Quill dipped a hand into their bag, fingers grazing the cloth-wrapped hilt of one of their daggers even as they casually glanced back at the gnomish woman. They assessed her quickly, noting the nonplussed reaction of their party members with a flickering, sidelong...

Name: Lark Athlai Age: 18 Birthday: October 1st Gender: Nonbinary (they/them) Appearance: Long silver hair and green eyes, the shade of green much paler for younger Larks and much darker for older ones, are the hallmarks of this tricksy time-traveler. They're willowy, on the thinner side but...

The note buzzed through her throat in triplicate, harmonizing with her own voice. Dahlia cut it off quickly, surprised. Then, after a glance around - nothing coming immediately to attack her, no plants trying to wrap around her ankles - she tentatively relaxed. It wasn’t hurting her, so she may...

Doing good on my end! Excited to get things rolling. (And you’re fine, lol, Volt and I just had a very busy weekend visiting my folks for Easter so we’re a bit behind on postings and looking to catch up!) (Happy Easter to you btw! :3)

The hiss that ripped its way out of their throat was sharp, catching on already jagged edges as Murphy expressed their wordless hatred. How did they ever manage to convince themself that making a deal with Nathaniel was a good idea? They should’ve torn him to pieces and gone after Lydia on their...

Their plan was working. It was an effort to keep the satisfaction off of their face as Favyaura introduced them to the group, but Quill managed to keep their smile tamed into something appropriately friendly, turning it on each of the other members with a small nod. “You can call me Quill. I’m...

Henry wasn’t very subtle. Doll watched out of the corner of her eye as the blue-feathered person sidled up beside her, her head turning belatedly to glance at them, then down at their hand, tugging at one of the outside pockets of her bag. Were those… seeds? They were definitely putting...

Oho, the plot thickens!! Good post!

So they did have some method of communication while they were in the Fold. That was good to know. Doll filed that away, then filed herself out of the room without complaint. She really should re-read the manual at some point, she mused as she wandered to the equipment room, somehow at the head...

A casual glance over the crowd, as though double-checking that their imaginary party hadn’t slipped in without their notice, and Quill had to turn back to the bar to hide the beginnings of a smile, disguising it instead as a forlorn sigh. Internally, though, they were buzzing with curiosity...

The response is quiet, but their ears are sharp. Even over the sound of Nathaniel’s fussing, Murphy catches it easily. And, for just a moment, their smile falters. They falter, even with the adrenaline from the fall still singing sweetly in their veins. Their eyes - wide, animal, dark - consider...

I’m generally able to post within a week if I’m up so that works for me, but i also don’t mind waiting on things. (I’m used to the pace of 1x1s lol, either super fast or super slow so I’m vibing either way)

There’s a cloud of dust on the horizon, and the rumble of an engine that still sounds like a purr to Murphy’s ears. They have a little time, then. They turn their eyes away from the cloud for a moment, glancing at their traitorous ally. “Oh, she’s coming. She’s just like you: a predictable...

Another member joined the party, and Doll hummed quietly under her breath, reconsidering things. Seven actually sat a bit better with her, somehow. If they were going to break precedent, they might as well get as far from it as possible so that it didn’t trip them up. She was drawn out of her...