she thought she heard Him but when she looked to the plains she didn't see His kaiila...frowning she went back to work taking a tankard from the hand of a Master already enjoying a slave...she also found a tankard on the ground sitting as if someone got up leaving it there

No its me not knowing how to work the bastard thing

The House
Smiles a little

Have you managed to eat, jie jie?

I don't help the woman , other than lifting her out of the big chest.. But I do give you a signal .. Then recognition shows in my expressive dark eyes as I remember that you don't know my Raider hand signals yet ..

I then nod to the woman , for you to do what you can to help her..

laughing....gremlins at work

The lurch of the ship has her bracing her legs to the side only to fail and roll slightly, tangling worse. The cutting allowed her to move; trying to gather her legs under her while folded in a trunk on a pitching ship would challenge anyone, though she did manage to draw herself up or he did as she suddenly found herself upright, standing on the deck of a ship, sea spray flying, men moving about some in song and the Thassa as far as she could see from the center mast. It was quick, reactionary, and, with a drawn back arm and balled up hand, she would punch upwards straight towards his face, aiming for the nose or mouth and wiping the smug grin off his face. Her words were almost lost in the crash of waves and noise of men

What have you done, you fool !

Then it bounced me outta soi
Plus it switched browser grr..

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Had the text thiny messed up good somehow it bounced into 3 way conv with unknown person

laughing...oksssssssssss

The House
comes outside to sit by the pool and enjoy the thunder with you

Rehearsals
As the week has gone, he's been steadily hoping that things with Elodie would settle. That she'd see he's not into Holly. Even if Holly was into him.

That wasn't happening.

Instead, there was a building tension. An indescribable off-ness. It wasn't that things were bad. They both were doing their best to offset the weird by upping intimacy, attention, and care when they made it home. Intimacy, attention, care, but not really talking about the underlying stress and tension that just kept building. Like more love and attentiveness would drive it out of existence.

He and Elodie were both increasingly sleep-deprived. Elodie, as ever, doing a much better job of maintaining the illusion that everything's fine. He's pretty sure the cast and crew were aware he was stressed out and tired, but not sure about Elodie. The only time it really slips away is when he's inhabiting Ben, when he's acting - and while he's always been most comfortable being someone else, performing, it doesn't quite feel the same this time.

Possibly because of the conversation last time, Elodie's been sticking around along with Leo to work with Holly Blanc after rehearsals. Extra time was the three of them. Tonight, though, Elodie'd had to go put out a small production fire - not literally, thankfully.

Or maybe she also needed some time to herself, after a day of choreographing intimacy between Ben and Alice. They had to hit the graveyard eventually, right? Lots of 'no, put your hand there,' and 'you need to angle your body more to stage left,' - like a dance.

Just a dance where there was a lot of kissing, and the places they're putting their hands distinctly more intimate and handsy than you'd get with anyone you aren't having sex with. Or planning to have sex with. And for him, the keen awareness that also, his girlfriend is watching and worried he has a crush on the woman he's making out with.

No stress, none at all.

He's worrying at his lip as he watches Dee hurry out, and with her, some of the illusion he's trying to maintain that everything is fine. A shift of energy, a release of breath - the worry and fatigue isn't gone, but less effort is going into hiding it.

Still, a smile for Holly Blanc, as he moves to pack up. "Feels all kinds of strange to say good work today, but good work today. How are you doing after," a vague wave of his hand, encompassing the space, "all that?"

On banner lol not mavs vs boston
Jilly vs Couch...we get top billing

laughing

God

~ strolling from the pens to camp, though towards my wagon as I see it ahead, stopping by it as I tie the rope to the side of my wagon, as I looked about the wagons a grin arose to my face, as I thought were my larl might be about camp~

when the fur was clean as she could make it...nimble fingers pulled it from the rope and she slung the fur over a shoulder carrying it back to the place her Master called His own...she lay it in its place and spread it evenly over the surface of the ground

wellcome back

Back screams

The House
It's cooler out here, but that hardly matters. The air moves. There's thunder.

And still no stars.