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"First" day of Potrero War is accomplished! Helped set things up, had dinner. It hasn't even properly started yet and I'm already so happy to be here.
Starter for @kincaidhollis
When: Present (January)
Where: Mia Tillman's Property
"You're such a suck up," Tim said, head leaning out the truck's window. The dust from his tires just cleared revealing Caid standing by the broken gate. He smiled despite himself. The two of them always dissolved into the teenagers they once were at Mia's home, their were no kids, wives, or fingers around to expect them to be on their most mature behavior.
He threw the old Dodge into park, ignoring the plink, plink of pebbles hitting the metal body. With a grunt, Tim kicked open the driver's door and strode over to the fencing Caid was standing over. "You should have brought Julie over -- we both know she'd have ran circles around you," Tim grinned. Then, looked back over his shoulder at Mia's home. The place never quite shook off the dullness of her grief. Her truck wasn't in the drive, yet, either. "I think mom," Tim's mom, "said that Mimi's staying late at the school today. You think she'll be pissed if we raid her kitchen?"
I have had a terrible infatuation with my oc’s lately.

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My first two pillar candles. Two different techniques and brands of wax. Both are soy wax; the one on the right was done in a double boiler (Northern Lights Candles wax and dye); the one on the left was done in a candle melter (Wicks). Same dyes were used in each.
So! About these candles, specifically! I play in the SCA in the Barony of Lyondemere, Kingdom Caid. My Barony’s colors are green and gold. The Merlion is our proper heraldry, but the populace badge is a seashell. At our anniversary event, I was given a Kingdom award called a Harp Argent for my Alchemy & Perfumery. These candles are scented with the blend I developed specifically for the Barony of Lyondemere, called Lyonsong. It’s a blend of Vanilla, Cypress, Clary Sage, and Bergamot. Smells a like a warm day in the SouthBay. :)
Not pictured: The seashell soaps made from goat’s milk glycerin, scented with Lyonsong. Also not pictured, the Royals soaps I made today.
The Goat Devil Over Duskwood pt. 4
[Part 3]
Remy chuckled, air whistling from a small slit in her cheek. "Don't gotta apologize fer nothin', Caid. I know what ya meant. Pops is alive, but he still won't tell how he, ya know, lost all 'a his flesh. He's just a skeleton now. And yeah, family helped me throughout all my life. Owe most 'a what I know today ta pops and ma and a little bit a' gramma Ash and grandpa Julian."
Crazy Pete eyed over Caid. He creaked open the rickety just a hair more, eyeing the two's sides. Satisfied, he shut the door with a loud THUD.
Click, clack, FWIP! Locks unbolted one after the other. The termite-eaten door swung inward, inviting the two in.
Pete was about as tall as Remy, a gray scraggly beard masking his chin. His dirt-stained, stitched overalls were worn, as were the calloused hands holding the weathered double-barrel shotgun.
He tipped his beard deeper into the house, motioning the two to head into the living room. A single moth-ridden lantern illuminated the room. His scratched up sofa had been pushed up against the window, and other cabinets and chairs were barricaded against the door leading to the back porch. Each window and entrance to the house was sprinkled with a line of coarse-ground salt.
"Caideyn. Sure would welcome the help. Tell me," Pete scanned over the two. "When you were on your way here, did either of you... hear the silence?"
Remy looked over to Caid, nodding slowly. “We did. Pete, ya remember mentionin’ ya got livestock clawed up by the thing in yer barn? Stables?”
Pete swallowed, peering out of the windows. He drew the curtains over them in turn. “The barn. I’m keeping the... corpses in the barn. And--”
An inhuman, guttural bleat ripped through the air outside, stopping all other cricket chirping. Both Remy and Pete fell silent. The human’s knuckles turned white as he gripped the stock of his shotgun.
THUD. THUD. THUD. Heavy footsteps rumbled around the perimeter of the farmhouse. And a bipedal winged figure loomed as a silhouette just on the other side of the living room window’s curtains...
Pete’s eyes darted to Caid.
“It’s here,” he mouthed.
[ @caideyn ]
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