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Nicki hates yellow M&M's. There is literally no context or reason for it. He's basically dating a yellow M&M so you'd think they would be his favourite but no. Fuck that M&M specifically, says Nicki.
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athkatla, as one of the major trading cities & a market twice the size of that in waterdeep, has everything. so, while not amnian, she has had & adores strawberries & cream. she'd love strawberry shortcake too.
i know the dnd economy is all kinds of different, but i still like to pretend some spices are more expensive & she, naturally, has a taste for them. saffron for sure, & that is in a lot of amnian food, but also sugar! she also has a sweet tooth, the amount of sugar that goes into her tea is ungodly.
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you know you can talk to me about anything, right?
Marie looked back at Nym, over her glass of wine and blinked. That seemed to come out of no where, didn't it? At least, she thought she'd been doing quite a good job of hiding her melancholy. Missing people was always difficult, especially so when you loved them a great deal, but it was the fact of life that sometimes, one must be without. It didn't stop her from feeling as though some part of her was missing, though. Gabrielle was happy, wherever she was, and that was what mattered. Marie was happy too, mostly.
Certainly more happy with Nymeria than she would have been alone. She recovered from the surprise of the question and set her glass down, smiling. She shook her head slightly, curls softly bouncing, lifting her chin, amber eyes on Nymeria. "Of course, Nym. And if it wouldn't simply depress us both to speak of our absent loves, I would talk about it all the time. But tonight we are out to have a good time. No sorrow. Promise?" She reached for one of Nymeria's gloved hands and took it between her own.
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ย ย ย โย ย ย i never claimed to be heartless.ย ย ย ย โย ย ย nymeria's observation amuses lestat, has him chuckling through his smirk, gaze dropping into the bundle of roses clutched in musical fingers ; the deep red blooms serve as a mere, kind gesture, & nothing more โ yes, he is quite capable of generosity, if it is deserved, & if it will serve him well. this, as well as the dried up, shriveled, overgrown mess of neglected greenery that had once been a verdant, sprawling garden just exuded misery. gardening, as it turns out, is not a very convenient hobby for those with an aversion to the sun. loosely, lestat shrugs, offers the bouquet her way.ย ย ย โย ย ย just because it is rumored your home is haunted, that does not mean it should reflect that gloom. these should liven things up some.ย ย ย ย โย ย ย
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romance fades. love is a different thing.
both of these concepts strike an unfamiliar chord with valerie, not sure she would be able to tell the difference, even if she wanted to. her whole life apparently had been lies, deceit and manipulation, so why should she expect anything different? " i do n -- not think i w -- would be able to r -- recog -- recognize either . " she admits. // && @bledsaint
@bledsaint: " So will I ever know the story? " / accepting.
the story. hah. the medium doesn't know the story herself, & she's the victim of it. her gaze fixes on her warped fingertips, scar tissue obfuscating the prints. "th-the ... th' s-st - story ... ?" brows pinch slightly, rummaging through her memory to try to find something, anything concrete. there's nothing. a voice, that sometimes rattles in her mind, that isn't her own. a name. a house, but that much is blurred around the edges & decaying. but no images, no events. her head shakes, distant. "i d - i d-d'nno the ... st - stor-ry mys-self."
