❤️- A happy memory that makes them smile
💙- A sad memory that makes them cry
💛- A memory that makes them feel angry
💚- A memory that makes them feel guilty
💜- A memory about one of their loved ones, happy or sad
💔- A memory that leaves them feeling lonely
❣- A memory that leaves them laughing
💕- A memory about their significant other
💞- A memory about their children
💓- A memory about their friends
💗- A memory about a good deed they did
💖- A memory that made them feel special
💝- A memory that made them feel loved
💘- A memory that gets their heart pounding
💟- Wildcard!!!
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Julian stares at the man for a moment before nodding. He puts his knife back and relaxes slightly.
"Alright fine. Let's say you aren't lying. What's your name?" Julian asks. He holds his mask with one hand and fidgets with his jacket with the other, trying to get it off. Why was every place so hot?
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After Asra left and Maison told the Countess fortune he sat down to process all of it. The countess did say that he was special somehow ? Yet the apprentice wasn’t sure about that. Maybe he was only special because he was Asra’s apprentice ? He shook those thoughts when his small feathered friend landed on one of his shoulders and started to chirp. The mage chuckled and understood he shouldn’t dwell on such things. So he moved to check that the front door was closed and then proceeded to get some sweet treats for himself and some nectar for his hummingbird. He hummed softly as he moved with the other to the room filled with herbs and other magical items
You need to cut your posts.
I'm sorry, but I'm very new and I have absolutely no idea how. I didn't even know that was a thing. Maybe next time be polite and maybe even just message me about it? Thanks.
Ohhhhhh, Asra!!!! Is it okay if we got out to the docks and play that game with Faust again? :3
I'm sure Faust would love that, it's a date.
Send “You’re so selfish” for my muses reaction.
Julian let his hands relax and smiled gratefully at her. "I'm sure if you want to visit again after, Nadia would be glad to have you, with or without the Prince."
"I'm sure this person will be there on time, wouldn't want to appear rude. There are lots of places I'm sure you'll love." He said.
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“Yeah, Portia she's… she’s really nice. Has a cute cat, you should see her home, it’s rather quaint. Now, what is a lot is having all of Nadia’s family there.” Julian says.
At the comment on his shirt he glanced down and blushed, fumbling to at least button a few. Most were used to him being half undressed, but he did want to make a good impression.
“Sorry about that. If this person were to be sober and clothed, where could they pick you up?” Julian asks.
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“I’ll have to stop by sometime. Oh? I’ll keep a note to not be around if that ever happens.” Ellyon chuckled and watched as he blushed. She raised a hand to stop his worrying. “It’s alright, just teasing you. I’m sure if I drank past nine ales I’d probably be in the same boat.” She blushed a little at the thought.
She cleared her throat and heard his question. She smiled widely, “Well…I’d pick them up from say…Town Square, tomorrow at 11am? That way both of our hangovers can settle down.”
Everyday
“Did we have homework?”
“Please be my lab partner.”
“Can I borrow a pencil?”
“I really don’t want to talk in front of the whole class…”
“Can I copy off of you real quick?”
“Do you think the teacher is hot?”
“It’s not cheating. It’s just teamwork.”
“Do you think the new kid is hot?”
“Pretty sure the teacher is out to get me…”
“You are…so dumb…”
“Was Shakespeare gay?”
“Please tell me you didn’t start the project either.”
“If I do it at the last minute, then I’ll have a minute.”
“Can I borrow your notes?”
“This class is so boring…”
“Am I in the right classroom?”
“Someone drew a dick in my textbook.”
“Do you know where the nurse’s office is?”
“Someone put a picture of Shrek in my locker.”
“I can’t wait to graduate…”
“Meet me in the bathroom/gym/locker room later. I need to tell you something.”
Exams
“I forgot about the midterm.”
“I’m gonna FAIL.”
“Shut up! You always say you’re going to fail, and then you get an A.”
“Please help me study.”
“If I don’t pass, my parents are going to KILL me.”
“Do you ever think about how studying is just ‘student’ and ‘dying’ put together?”
“I live at the library now.”
“Do you need help with the chapter?”
“I don’t even know what I don’t know.”
“I’m afraid that they’ll revoke my scholarship.”
“I HAVE to be at the top of the class.”
“Do you even know how to read?”
“I don’t even get the Sparknotes…”
“Maybe I’ll be okay if I pick A for every answer…I have to get an A, right?”
“I don’t need to go to college anyway.”
“Sleep is for the weak.”
“I just did 200 practice problems. I forgot my own name.”
“I remember that shrimp can see more colors than we can, but I don’t remember the vocabulary words for the test.”
“Your notes are just doodles.”
Lunchtime
“What’s for lunch?”
“Please trade lunches with me.”
“I dare you to fling your peas at the principal.”
“There’s NO way I’m eating that.”
“All I have are skittles and an old Oreo.”
“I would kill for a taco right now.”
“Lunch is the only class I can do well in.”
“There’s pizza today.”
“Is that a bug in your sandwich?”
“Ugh, this is expired.”
“Is this seat taken?”
“I can’t eat that, I’m on a diet.”
“Did you make this?”
“If you give me a dollar, I’ll love you forever.”
“I made brownies.”
“Let’s eat outside today.”
“Do you think we could get pizza delivered to the school?”
“You’re in my seat.”
“These freshmen think that they can just take our table…”
Gym
“I can’t run for my life.”
“Don’t throw the ball at me!!”
“Why do you look so red?”
“I’m DYING.”
“It’s just sports! What could go wrong?”
“I can’t run anymore.”
“Your team is going DOWN.”
“Are you okay?!”
“You really suck at this, don’t you?”
“Think fast!”
“Is that the best you can do?”
“I dare you to race me.”
“I think the gym teacher is a supersoldier.”
Uniforms / Clothes
“I HATE these pants/skirts.”
“Do you think anyone would notice if I wore pajamas?”
“I haven’t washed my gym clothes in a week…”
“I should be allowed to wear whatever I want.”
“Can you believe they called my outfit ‘inappropriate’?!”
“I’m so sick of seeing (school color).”
“I wear this uniform in my dreams. I mean, in my nightmares.”
“Those are the most hideous shoes I’ve ever seen.”
“Do you think her/his girl/boyfriend got her that?”
“Did your boy/girlfriend really buy you that?”
“Class rings are overrated.”
“We should totally get matching hoodies.”
“What show/movie is your shirt from?”
“I can see your underwear.”
Detention
“Wanna skip?”
“I can’t believe I’m in here.”
“Welcome, prince(ss)! Is this your first time?”
“That teacher DESERVED to be cursed out, okay?”
“I didn’t even do anything wrong…”
“Fuck the police.”
“They put me in here just for being late…”
“Did you actually bash the principal’s car?”
“A little thing like you managed to beat the crap out of someone?”
“You look like you don’t belong in here.”
“This is prison.”
“I tried to stab a kid with a pencil.”
“They think I’ll learn my lesson in here? I’m going to do it again.”
“All I did was a little graffiti.”
“I’m taking a nap.”
“Ah yes, I’ve never directly worked with this kind of venom, but should be simple enough. These woods are probably full of great materials for healing, and you don’t need magic to do it!” He says, resting a gentle hand on Seth’s shoulder.
“I’m sure you will be fine. At most, it’ll take four weeks, with extra healing, maybe two. But no exercise until then, and be very careful to not tear your stitches.” He instructs.
Seth took his hand and smiled back. “That’s pretty useful. We can use magic but healing spells just don’t come to us. So you helped a lot.” He said softly before sighing. Peering back up at vincent he smirked. “This mean I’m grounded?”
Vincent tussled the smaller male’s hair and hummed. “Very. At least till you heal up properly. And Julian you are more than welcome to stay here as long as you need. I’ll go hunting tomorrow for deer.” He said before moving to give Julian and Seth the stew he had poured for all three of them.
Seth took a few bites and sighed. “So what brought a doctor all the way out into the woods?”
Julian didn't want to get up, rolling over in bed. His mind wandered until he remembered the night before. He shot up, which he instantly regretted. He held his head. He slowly got to his feet, to check the time. He had a few hours to get this hangover in control. Which meant lying on the ground trying not to die.
He got up and threw his clothes around, trying on different clothes before settling in an outfit. His tall boots, and black tight pants. He found a flowing shirt and put it on. He decided against his gloves; he messed with his hair but it wouldn't do what he wanted. With a sigh and a glance in the mirror he was out the door.
It didn't take long to get there, and saw Ellyon staring into the fountain. He slowly walked up, before tapping her 9n the shoulder.
"It's nice to see you again, ma'am." Julian says bowing slightly with a smirk.
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Julian smiled and watched her leave, then stared at the table. She was… interesting. Really amazing actually. He got up and swayed slightly, eating the rest of his bread. He’d have to make sure he got up early to make sure he looks acceptable. He’d wear his best shirt, with it buttoned.
He slowly walked out, taking in a deep breath of fresh air before heading home.
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Ellyon had made it to the palace, barely. She collapsed onto her bed and fell fast asleep. The next morning, oh yes, she woke up with quite the hangover. Ulric brought her tea to help her headache. She spent a few hours in bed. She finally got up and put on her outfit.
She wore a black sleeveless tunic, elbow-length fingerless gloves, black pants, and same color boots. She did put on her left one shoulder dark blue cape. Her hair in a long ponytail. She walked out of the palace and headed to the Townsquare. She was five minutes early and walked toward the fountain to observe the sculpture. She got lost in her reflection in the pouring water.