#protectiveswan

Okay now. LET ME TALK ABOUT THIS PERFECT FLAWLESS PERSON HERE. She's one of the first people I've ever interacted with (on her Minnie blog), and even though we never actually rped which should be fixed asap, I still adore her and her blogs to madness - she's one of the kindest people I've ever met, and a great, great, great roleplayer, no matter what blog she's on, she's great, and everybody should be following her, because, DUH. QUALITY. AWESOMENESS. UTTER CUTENESS.

//[grabby hands]

"Why?! Why would you kill three innocent people?" Oliver shouted, his anger finding its way out through his voice. The man, in response, said nothing. He simply reached into his pocket, pulled out a small pellet, and dropped it to the ground. Smoke erupted from that spot, and the man disappeared. Oliver cursed under his breath and dived forward into the smoke, prepared to grab him, but all he met was empty air and... Nothing but darkness. Instead of tackling the man, Oliver found himself falling... And falling... And falling. The air rushed past Oliver's ears, and he tried to reach out to grab something. Anything. What the hell is happening? Oliver opened his eyes and saw trees whip past his vision; then, with a loud thud, he hit the ground, successfully knocking the breath out of him. As he lay there, groaning inwardly in pain, he opened his eyes to see a dark, starry sky; he didn't know it was possible to see so many stars. That was the last thing he remembered before he blacked out.

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"Why isn't she is this big bed with me? I think I miss, why yes, yes I do."

"Oh, goodness. I... I'd like a pair of boots. Something warm and sensible. I know I can barely walk, but..." 

"Hey welcome to Granny's what can I get you?" Ashley asked with a smile before moving her hand up to her mouth and yawning into the notepad. "Sorry," She murmured in her yawn. Getting Alexandra into a morning routine was proving difficult.