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I always get a kick out of hearing about Serling. He was a childhood friend of my mother's. We grew up in the same town, went to the same high school, had the same English teacher (look up Helen Foley.)
struggling to draw breath
Glancing in for the first time since she was chased out of the bar for soliciting. Slowly walking into the dimly lit bar and looking around. Keeping the flyers for the Hunt Adventures by her side as she takes a seat and orders a drink while checking to see if there were any messages from interested folks.
The House
I really didn't need to discover that FreeVee has a 24/7 Sailor Moon channel. Although it did give me something to focus on while hiding from fireworks at least.AND I think I finally know at least part of how Kenna's book needs to end.
this is why
and slips back out of the room
The House
Terrwyn, Rosalie, Kenna, Victoria... Definitely all cut from the same cloth.
so close
The House
Heh, growing up on She-Ra and Sailor Moon it really is no wonder my characters always turn out in certain ways. Especially the ones closest to my heart.
then drags out mop and bucket and works on the floor until it gleams too
then drags out ,op and bucket and works on the floor until it gleams too
#r-shiwar@bwr with Treson and Gunnar
Tavern Main Floor
Treson smiled warmly at Gunnar's words, appreciating his easy charm and the genuine compliment about her establishment."She is,"
Treson agreed, glancing fondly at Bernice as she walked away.
"We’re fortunate to have a team that feels like family here. It makes a world of difference."
She glanced around the tavern, noting the satisfied expressions of the patrons and the softening pace of the night. The festivities had been a grand success, but now it was time for rest.
"It’s getting late, and it seems we both could use some rest,"
Treson said, her tone gentle but firm.
"Feel free to settle in and make yourself at home. I'm sure you’ll find your room comfortable."
She extended her hand once more, this time in a more formal gesture of parting for the night.
"Goodnight, Gunnar. Rest well, and I’ll see you in the morning."
With that, Treson watched as Gunnar headed toward the stairs, then took one last look around the lively room before making her way to her own quarters. The day had been long, but fulfilling. As she prepared to retire for the night, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride and satisfaction in what she had built—and a curiosity about what tomorrow might bring.
L/P
nods gratefully, and tidies up the trash before wiping down the tables.
I'll leave you to it
slips out quietly
presented to her friends
slips in for the late-night clean-up.
not sure about that. she prefers to keep me at a very low level of confidence
looks around for Seven again
this one I had before
