laughing....have to sneak back in
to store...

Hissing loudly, her knuckles burning from the contact, but no blood on his face makes her create a sound much like a growl Yours! I am not yours, you oversized tarsk !"

Moving to the pointed-out bucket, she would drape both her and the bucket completely with the cloak even over her head using the "if I can't see them, they can't see my philosophy. " and it was difficult to think with a screaming bladder. Difficult also to balance straddling a bucket with a cloak and gown covering her and trying not to pee on herself, the gown, and perhaps being successful, perhaps not who cared at the moment as she was truly livid and without the nagging of her bladder could focus.

Stepping away, giving the slave a look while righting her clothing, the sleep gown tangled she takes a moment to knot the hem, leaving it hanging just above her bared feet, the cloak draping her eyes spitting fire, words coming in rapid succession

Where are we? Take me to the nearest port now; I am supposed to be in Turia, not in the middle of this whatever fool's journey you think I need to be a part of? Yours? I am not. Sighed papers say otherwise, and my oath to a Home Stone says otherwise. Wait, how did you get in my ?

Looking around her eyes searching and not finding an answer

You didn't did you ? No, you had it done because ... because where are we?

Standing in the middle of a ship, barefooted, hair getting wilder by the ihn as the sea spray hit, and holding to a cloak as if was her lifeline, swaying with the movement of the ship and the sea's play her chin lifted and in the most haughty sound her voice could hold

REDWOLF take me to the nearest port now

Asked her ya grab the noodles? Yup they in cart..yiko

The House
Heh, anyway.

laughs The shadow demon in Back to the Brink (who's getting set up to maybe be the 2ML at this rate) is definitely The Drama.

after she was let down His finger a silent command catching her eye as she instantly moved to that place on His left side...walking with Him towards the central fire where she had just beat His fur clean...

"giggling softly upon reaching the fire...her ass still a bit red from the smack she recently received...it still hurt to but in a good way

"yes Master"

Shifting as something touches her. Or did it? Clears her throat quietly.

Hee hee ok sure
But wanted plain old elbow thingys

The Windy GrassHopper Tavern and Inn
**The Windy GrassHopper Tavern and Inn**

XavierRuneStone:
Xavier lifted his glass in response, his smile reflecting the warmth of the moment.

"To family, new beginnings, and facing challenges together," he echoed, clinking his glass gently against Te'Sirian's.

He took a sip, then set his glass down, leaning forward slightly as he continued, "I appreciate that, Uncle Te'Sirian. It means a lot to be here with everyone. And I agree, it's important we discuss what's been happening around the village. There's a lot at stake, and we need to be ready for anything."

Xavier glanced at Jynx, a reassuring smile on his face, before turning back to Te'Sirian. "But for now, let's enjoy this time together. We've all been through a lot, and moments like these are rare and precious. I'm looking forward to catching up and hearing more about you and Teagans plans."

He chuckled softly, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "And who knows, maybe we can convince you to have that juice more often. It's not so bad, is it?"

With that, Xavier settled back in his chair, feeling a deep sense of contentment and connection. The future held uncertainties, but together, they would face whatever came their way.

basically snooty stuffs

Penne are an extruded type of pasta with cylinder-shaped pieces, with ends cut at an angle. They are usually made from wheat flour.

Snooty noodle fancy name?

The House
Well, then. It is as it needs to be.

Little smile

~ a wily grin escapes~
"Aye, my girl prehaps I shall be longer next time "

~chuckling, gives her butt a spank~

"To the central fires mine"
~snaps my fingers, then points to my left side as then we strolled towards the fires~

watcing from the shaows

Heres example wanted them tiny elbows pasta thingys
Ended up with penne rigate ? What the hell is penne rigate?

Comes in, preps up, and relieves Mufzu of her bartending duties.

The House
Heh, it feels much like my divorce did, really, just on a lesser scale.

warching from the shadows

Rehearsals
You're not wrong, that he seemed more uncomfortable than you had. It still has him wincing faintly, moving back to settle into the chair beside you, shifting it a little so it's partly turned your way, along with him. Eyes falling the tumble of the hair tie, and he's reaching to snag it from your lap and hold it out for you to grab when you have a hand free. "You have a point," a rueful tilt to his lips.

It fades into something approaching a frown as his eyes drift back to the door. Explaining why it's weird would be betraying Dee's confidence, and it's hard to explain it without that bit. "It's a weird and new thing to have my girlfriend directing me on how to better fake getting it on." Sea-glass eyes move back to you, apologetic. "But that's on me, and I shouldn't have let it get into the rehearsal. I'm sorry.

"It's not discomfort with you, or what we're doing." To gather his thoughts, what he can and can't say, he's reaching for his water bottle to take a drink from it. "It's an uncomfortable dynamic in ways I didn't anticipate, I guess.

"How do you handle it? Dating other people when you're already in, like, a committed relationship? How do you handle doubt, and jealousy, and all the feelings that come up when your partner is with someone else? Or, like, your partner's feelings if you're with someone else."

It's a tacit sort of acknowledgment of what is going on. The closest he can get to saying it. It's a question he had before today, but it's heavy on his mind tonight.

weill you don't get bored