Hunterprziel - P R Z I E L

"I dunno, she may have a point."

Proxima frowns, wringing her hands. She's trying very hard to understand all the different customs and cultures that are presented to her, but every time she interacts with someone, they act like she's the most awkward person on the planet, or that she's disturbed them in some way. Maybe she should ask @hunterprziel about it.

Slow and gentle, take our time.

Sometimes you can't see anything.

The dhampir smiles at the thought of this Meg, the Commander, having similar thoughts concerning Summer's design aesthetics. He succeeded in adding color and chaos to the place. With every word Proxima says he likes this fallen man more and more. He steps forward, his darling's hand in his own, to immerse himself in the Haven's life while Proxima leads him onward on this tour date of her places.

She's a little embarrassed, standing there in her little pink dress in front of the other Poppies outside of decon. They know who she's waiting for and send her secret smiles and whispers of encouragement, but her heart pounds anyway. Amazing that someone who can comb the multiverse saving so many people would have such a hard time meeting their own boyfriend for a date at the Haven. Proxima fusses with her skirt to give her hands something to do while she waits for him to arrive.

He steps out the shadows in the decon room and into the light for the decon process. It takes a second try to get his passcode right and he's pretty sure he can hear the Poppy giggling. *So much for flying under the radar tonight.* He slips his sunglasses on as the door opens and his eyes adjust to the Haven's light. He sees her standing there in a cute little pink dress and something happens that hasn't happened since his powers awakened years ago.

He trips. On his own feet. Or the ground. Who knows. Muscle memory kicks in and his powers catch him before he hits the ground, levitating him just above the pavement. He rights himself and walks to his girlfriend, smiling awkwardly.

Where do you live?

I live in Greenville, SC when I'm not traveling and hunting. It's a beautiful city, and I have an office there. Great office. Warm, cozy, plays music that's almost a cover of classic rock music.

Last transmission from the crew of the Iwafune-oki offshore oil platform, 20/11/2019:

「海坊主を見た […] 台風が近づいている […] 洋上基地を放棄した…」 ("We saw the Umibōzu […] a hurricane is coming […] abandoned the platform…")

The crew was considered lost at sea.

simon bisley

Someone's been eating his Wheaties.

Rhubarbes lab

Game of Cyberthrones.

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