.:The Journey Of Sacurana:. [Human/Adventure RP! Open!]

[duna the killer]

(Freakin Writers Block DX... I have it...

[crystwolf]

Hahas, thanks. xD Oh gawd, everybody has Writer's Block now. It's contagious! D: -Puts on mask-))
Mezzira's eyes glanced over to the door, watching as a golden figure of fur walked in. She smiled slightly, opening her mouth to speak, but closed it when the dog growled and stormed off. She tilted her head in confusion, but slowly figured it out. "Oh." She muttered, walking over to the side and reaching up a cabinet, pulling out what looked like to be a transparent plastic bag. She briefly walked to the living room, placing the bag on the floor near the canine. Inside was nearly-rotten  meat, with a few pieces of dust clinging to it. It was edible enough, she thought.

BecauseMezziraIsntRichEnoughToBuyDogFoodHurrDurr))

[OreoHeroz]

(( - lies in bed and coughs out random words and sentences - I hope you can't die from Writer's Block...))

Something dusty but tasteful entered Falkor's nostrils as she raised her head. Mezzira had given her something else than noodles, and the canine was grateful for it. Gently licking the human's hand, Falkor used her teeth to rip off the bag, tearing it as she nosed around for the food. As she bit into it, her eyes brightened as she remembered that taste. Definitely meat and dusty, but still good. 

[RainbowTea]

((LOL that dog and noodles XD And I like your siggy, Crystwolf! Very epic.

But ... I don't know how to write anymore .... INSPIRATION Y U LET ME DOWN?!

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Simon Kelis

A small smile formed on Simon's face. "That's a long time," he commented, wondering how people were able to form such beautiful notes using only a stringed instrument and their fingers. The closest he ever got to creating music was by whistling, and that barely counted as anything. The girl must have been good at violin, he decided. Otherwise, she probably would have stopped by now due to the complaints from the villagers of screeching, ghastly noises that he had heard some people make when they tried to play.

Simon felt the dog lick his hand before she trotted off towards the kitchen. He wondered why the dog was so friendly towards him - he had only met her a few minutes ago, and she was treating him as though she had known him in the past. This was a confusing matter. Maybe he reminded the dog of someone - he wasn't sure what the answer was. He suddenly realized that the violinist had asked his name, and nervousness rattled him as he wondered how long he had remained unaware of the question. Accompanying his response with a polite nod, he immediately said, "My name is Simon. And what is yours?"

The dog returned to the room, stretching out in between him and the violinist, and Simon reached out to stroke her soft ears and give it a good scratch on the head. Nastiness reeked from the bag that Dimas had dropped near the dog, but he ignored it and watched as the dog happily dug in. Was that really the dog's food? It wasn't the best, but it surely was edible and perhaps substantial, if that was what she had been eating for the past years. She can't just live on that her entire life, he thought. She needs something else, but I don't suppose Dimas can afford anything else. Deciding it was none of his business, he pushed the thought away for later and focused on listening to the violinist.

((Bah, sorry for the shortish, lameish post. ;-; Everyone protect Crystwolf from Writer's Block o.o SHE MUST NOT GO DOWN WITH US))

[OreoHeroz]

Licking the remains of the meat from her maw, Falkor rolled on her back happily. Glancing from Simon to Mezzira, she wondered who she should stick with. Think about it later. The canine told herself, rising to her paws and shaking out her pelt.

[RainbowTea]

((OMG we can?!
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[OreoHeroz]

(())

[crystwolf]

WHYYYYYYYYYYYYYY))
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"Viiul Veidhlin. Call me whatever you want." She chuckled, moving her gaze to the dog. She scratched her head slightly, frowning a little. The dog still didn't trust her, that she knew.

OhGawdNoIt'sComingToMeSAVEMEEEEEEE))

[RainbowTea]

((WHHHHHAAAAT?!?!
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Simon Kelis

"Viiul," Simon half-murmured the name to himself. "That's a unique name." A frown slightly tugged at his eyebrows as he studied her. "How long have you lived here?" he asked, curiosity in his eyes. "Or are you only passing through?" He felt as though he had seen her before, but then again, he had been receiving that feeling a lot recently, especially whenever he looked at the dog. He couldn't place that memory - he felt as if she had been a part of it, but something had come and wiped her out, leaving nothing but tingling remnants that tortured him every time he reached for them.

[crystwolf]

"I've been here since I was young. Not exactly in the town..." Her sentence trailed off to a murmur, her eyes falling on the floor, staring at it as though it was much more interesting than anything else. She shifted slightly, a faint smile ghosting across her face. "And you? Have you been here long?" She forced er gaze back up.