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questsy-a · 2 years
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VAX 2 ASKS  :  prompt for elias ; vax and the party finding him as he comes back to the material plane.
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the boy props himself up on shaking arms ,  staring down at corporeal fingers for the first time in . . . he doesn’t know how long .  he stares at them for a long moment ,  flexing stiff fingers  --  at least ,  until he hears noises approaching him .  he tries to clamber quickly to his feet ,  but he isn’t used to gravity any longer ,  and he stumbles ,  not able to escape before whoever’s coming is upon him .  he locks eyes with another boy ,  around his age ,  and swallows against a dry throat .  he doesn’t look away from @kelsiersbones​ ,  however ,  a startled deer - in - headlights look on his face .
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adveanture · 2 years
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      *      KELSIERSBONES      /      ft.   johanna      —      “      gwen!      ”            johanna   hurried   through   her   aunt’s   manor,   looking   for   gwen’s   room.      she   came   to   a   quick   stop,   nearly   tripping   over   the   hem   of   her   slightly-too-long   dress.            “      look,   look   what   uncle   percy   helped   me   make.      ”            josie   held   up   her   hands,   cupped   around   something   rather   large.      when   the   tiefling   drew   close   enough,   she   opened   her   hands   to   show   a   brooch,   simple   in   design   but   which   clearly   depicted   the   crest   of   whitestone.            “      do   you   like   it?      ”
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gwendolyn   looks   up   from   her   schoolwork   when   she   hears   her   cousin’s   voice.         mama   trusts   her   to   do   her   homework   without   overbearing   supervision,   now   that   she’s   a   bit   older      —      and,   truthfully,   gwen   enjoys   the   solitude.      more   of   the   black   birds   come   to   see   her   when   she’s   alone.      one   of   them   squawks   at   the   windowsill   now,   cocking   its   head   before   taking   wing   as   @kelsiersbones​​   skids   into   view.      but   gwen   doesn’t   mind.      the   ravens   come   back;      they   always   do.      her   scarlet   fingers   cup   around   johanna’s   pale   ones,   leaning   over   to   see   the   pretty   brooch   for   herself.            “      it’s   so   pretty,   josie,      ”            she   declares,   smiling   up   at   her.      gwen   is   shorter   than   almost   all   of   her   cousins      —      small   and   slight   like   her   mother,   even   if   they   don’t   share   the   same   blood;      that’s   what   everybody   says.            “      papa   made   that   with   you?      could   you   make   one   for   me,   do   you   think?      ”            but   maybe   one   with   a   bird   head,   like   the   feathered-man   who   comes   to   see   her   sometimes   when   it’s   dark   out.
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seizedeath · 2 years
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@kelsiersbones!
being unable to sleep has its benefits. people are honest in sleep, especially when they dream. yasha gravitates to their sibling like molly holds their own magnetism, stuck close to them whenever lucien looks at her. that can be a boon, certainly, but he doesn’t know her mind the way he knows molly’s. he can’t know whether or not she’ll try to turn them against him. 
“take watch with me, yasha?” he asks as they make camp. 
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arc-erzmagier · 2 years
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VESPER ASKS  :  I meant… How are you holding up?
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she gives caleb’s friend an incredulous look at the question ,  barely bothering to monitor or school it beneath the brim of the world’s largest sun hat .  “ i’m holding up ,  and that’s what matters ,  isn’t it ? ”  she responds  --  not short with @kelsiersbones​ ,  but clearly exhausted .  beauregard is skilled at taking testimonies ,  to be certain ,  but that doesn’t make said testimonies any easier to give .  the physical labor of helping the blooming grove is a punishment that she can understand  --  physical labor in return for the physical destruction wrought  --  but being approached by one of the nein while she does so ?  and with a question that feels both thoughtful and pointed ?  astrid cannot let herself just trust such a thing .
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antlerwreath · 2 years
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she’s worried about kysphira.  though vex and percy both insist that this is a normal part of growing up and being a teenager, keyleth can’t help but be concerned.  so, one day, she seeks them out, away from the rest of the family, hoping to have a moment alone with @kelsiersbones​.        “kysphira,” their voice is gentle and imploring as they approach, head tilted slightly to the side. “you missed dinner, so i thought i’d bring you some,” keyleth continues hopefully, something roughly the size of a dinner plate in their hands, wrapped carefully in cloth. “is everything okay?”
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stygicniron · 2 years
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TAG NINE PEOPLE YOU’D LIKE TO GET TO KNOW BETTER!
favorite color(s) ;  blue!
currently reading ;  several things and not finishing any of them quickly-- Dra.cula, Hou.se of Hades, Immune by Philipp Dettmer
last series ; rin.gs of power? but again, not finished at all
last movie ;  ...i have no idea. oh, 101 Dalmatians with my daughter, but I know the husband and I are due for a Hoc.us Pocus rewatch
sweet/spicy/savory ;  sweet!
currently working on ;   replies mostly, working on plots and planning for larp plans because i’m that kind of nerd
tagged by: @vicioushope & @sabiyi -- thank you both so much!! tagging:  @madefate , @ximerose, @polarean, @furys-burn, @kelsiersbones, @kallistcs, @singofus, @supermantm, @leagueraised & you!!
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questsy-a · 2 years
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@kelsiersbones​  :  M: what's your favorite color? C.
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c .  green .  most think it'd be orange .  you ?  m .
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adveanture · 2 years
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      *      KELSIERSBONES      /      ft.   shaun      —      shaun   is   very   much   so   the   better   parts   of   his   father,   and   kynan   learned   those   parts   largely   from   jarrett.      it’s   not   really   a   surprise   when   shaun   wants   to   learn   the   rifle,   when   he   wants   to   start   training   to   be   on   the   pale   guard.      like   many   days,   shaun   is   found   with   a   dummy   rifle,   made   of   wood   and   filled   to   the   proper   weight   for   practice.      spotting   jarrett   the   boy   stopped,   quickly   if   a   bit   clumsily   setting   himself   up   to   properly   salute.            “      morning,   sir!      ”
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jarett   has   always   done   well   with   children.         back   on   the   streets   of   ank’harel,   there   are   always   little   ones   running   about      (   unfortunately   ),      hanging   onto   his   sleeves   and   tripping   around   his   feet.      kynan   is   just   a   child   when   he’s   passed   off   to   jarett   as   well      —      a   child   in   the   body   of   a   nearly-grown   man.      cassandra   is   the   same      —      far   younger   than   her   looks   and   bearing   would   betray.      though   jarett   sees   their   youth   and   treats   them   as   such,   it’s   nice   to   have   happier   children   running   around   whitestone,   now   that   kynan   and   cassandra   are   wed   and   grown.      he   does   not   laugh   at   @kelsiersbones​​,   though   the   urge   is   certainly   there.      he   keeps   his   grin,   as   he   almost   always   does,   arms   crossed   as   he   looks   over   the   little   lord   with   faux   surveillance.      after   a   beat,   jarett   gives   a   short   nod   of   approval.            “      at   ease,   good   man,      ”            he   replies   with   gravitas,   before   caving   in   and   ruffling   shaun’s   hair,   grin   brightening   up   even   more.            “      your   form   get   better   and   better   every   day!      you’re   coming   for   my   job,   eh?      ”
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arc-erzmagier · 2 years
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AELWYN ASKS  :  You’re bleeding.
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“ astute observation , ”  she says dryly ,  hardly sparing @kelsiersbones​ a glance as she continues to try and staunch the flow of blood .  “ are you going to get me bandages ,  or are you going to stand in the doorway and point out other obvious things ? ”  astrid isn’t trying to be harsh ,  even if it would be more than fair if she was from her current state ,  but she’s being practical  --  she has an assembly meeting in three hours ,  and she needs to be stable enough to get there by then .
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questsy-a · 2 years
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CERRIT ASKS  :  I get it, you’re brave. But, don’t do that, again.
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elias pushes cerrit’s hand off of his shoulder ,  mannered enough to be a little ashamed ,  but the flush across his freckled face is more anger than it is shame .  “ you’re not my dad , ”  he snaps ,  voice shaking .  it’s almost like he doesn’t have one of those any more  --  he’d had two ,  and they’re both gone ,  both leaving him behind in different ways .  “ you can’t tell me what to do . ”  though if anyone can ,  it should be @kelsiersbones​ ,  but he knows that cerrit knows his dad ,  and though that should make him more obedient it only makes him more angry .  does his dad not care enough to get him out of trouble himself ,  does he have to send his friends to bail him out ,  his friends to raise him ?  is he really not worth it any more ?
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antlerwreath · 2 years
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keyleth stands atop one of the tallest points in zephrah with their staff acting as a buffer between the small figure of tultani and the edge just fifteen feet away from them.  the sun is warm against their backs, and they breathe in deeply, watching as the wind ruffles their mantle and hair, and then tultani’s.       “this is the highest place in all of zephrah,” she explains, crouching down to be on @kelsiersbones​​‘s level.  all the while, her staff never moves from its place as a safety point. “you can see for miles up here, tani,” the smile on keyleth’s face grows, vying for the sun’s warmth and brightness. “what can you see?”
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