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I was trying to - what did I grab instead?

Umi led the short way to the door, large, stone, covered in gems. It had no handle or knob. She put her hand on it, the gems glowed, and the door slid open as if it was light and easy to push. She stepped inside let the others follow, numerous shelves with many rows of books stood in front of them. Many sizes, most in elaborate covers, many showing their age. Some were one of a kind. It was a large enough collection to deserve to be called a library, far too much for a few people to read everything quickly. “Take a look, see if anything sticks that you might want to know. To help with the current problem, or anything else you might w

i'll rp with ya if no one else turns up... not right now because im on a small recharge break till like the 16 but after that i'll be open to rp again

Did you just grab my ass?

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Can the Dao be named?

hey I had a lot of interest in the club but was struggling to throw up a request, seeing as theres no rule against making and OOC channel, i figured I would put this in for anyone to respond too for their own needs~<3

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*Awkwardly kicking my workout bra under the bed.* "Soooo... do you like... cats?"

One must be all or else it is not one, so does the one not contain all perspectives?

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"Relax." The captain said softly trying to soothe the younger pilot. "Stress. Nicstix. Both of us still worked up from the BioFrames - it's a lot." She paused, and smiled, "And not, I'm not coming on to you. At least not yet. I'll probably try that later, after we have this sorted out." As Emily explained why weaning the outpost off the e-blockers completely without actually taking it over wouldn't work, the Captain listened closely. "This is why you're here - to keep me from getting anyone killed." She said, pursing her lips to one side as the fought chewing her lip. "So, we give it a week, move in with the war-classes and hold it, whil

Are the many choices of one not limited by the perspective of oneself?

Emily felt her shoulders tense as Magda wrapped an arm around her. The sensation wasn't unpleasant. No, it was the opposite, in fact. And feeling the press of Magda's shorts against her shoulder made a part of Emily want to lean back, to allow her dark pony-tail to be crushed against her captain's tank-top-covered stomach and to take the assurances and comfort for what they were. The other part, though, the part still eyeing the scans, iced over as the captain mentioned 'the painful road' she'd had to walk and with a blink that lasted just a little too long, Emily suppressed the memory of her own e-blocker detox. Pain. She could do pain

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Marry. Because I would like double smooches.

Something about her demeanor made Dalton feel as if the approach to talk quietly to her... Might not have been the best approach. He had been a bit more audacious and forward about it, and it was meant to be a little bit playful in a way, but her tail moved in small flicks in the kind of way an annoyed cat might lash its tail when something bothered it. 'Okay, maybe that wasn't the best way to approach the idea. Maybe you got her hopes up? Maybe you threw her off her guard... Maybe stick to just doing things directly going forward.' He chided himself inwardly... But thankfully she wasn't too upset not to share information with him, so maybe

I’ll be interested to see how you compare them.

Verso but I'm going for Maelle next time.

Maelle or Verso?

Finally beat it.

And hello to you too.