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Merlin Starter Prompts || accepting || @rcnaway

With a faint pink glow all around her, the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end as she heard a voice behind her. Abruptly turning, the colour began to fade and she relaxed her shoulders.

"N-Nothing?" she attempted, well aware that she had just levitated an object in front of him.

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laughter bubbled from the child’s lips and danced in her eyes. “you, silly!” bold words for someone dangling by their knees from a tree branch. nettie’s freckled face had flushed cherry red from hanging upside-down so long. another giggle. “you look silly upside-down.” most things did. nettie adored it, even though she was getting a bit lightheaded.

she stretched her hands up toward the branch, trying to right herself, but misjudged her balance and slipped from the branch entirely instead. thankfully a bush beside the trail cushioned her landing.

Random Dialogue Meme || accepting || @rcnaway

The Poet blinked in shock. "Scared?" he repeated, somewhat incredulous. "Heavens no!" He pressed his fingers to his chest and leaned forward, pantomimically concerned. "Did I give that impression? Oh, darling, I am sorry! I can assure you that was never my intention."

The door opening brought Seamus shooting up from his seat — a seat in which he’d leant back and promptly fallen asleep.

“ Uhh — nooo … ? Restin’ my eyes, was all. ”

He shifted in his seat, moving his jacket from the spot in his lap where it had become a sort of makeshift blanket. Very nonchalant, clearly. Slinging it over his shoulder, he leant forwards, propping his arms on his knees, and ran his hands over his face ( in an action that was not at all an effort to wake himself up ) .

" Resting your eyes, huh ? More like just resting. " Den slid into the seat across from Seamus, a wide smile split across their face as always. It's almost like they never stopped.

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ah, he’d caught him.

sat on the cobblestone ledge of a bridge in the park, foxtrot smiled amiably and said, “trying to reckon how tall you are, is all.” as well as judging how readily this person would assist a stranger. as much as he dodged asking anyone for help, his options were growing slim and his patience even slimmer.

he pointed up, into a nearby oak tree. “see that?” a pocket-watch on a slender chain. it dangled on a high branch, its chain tangled in twigs, glimmering gold in the sunlight that flickered through the leaves. “’m trying to reach it. haven’t had much luck.” his appearance betrayed his failed attempts to retrieve it. leaves tangled in his hair, dirt smudged on his cheek, scratched hands. he may have fallen once. possibly twice. in his defense, this tree seemed to viciously resent any efforts made to ascend it. it jabbed him with hidden branches and snapped beneath his shoes despite his light frame. he had never met a tree so opposed to being climbed.

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200 Random Dialogue Prompts II Accepting

                  "I already told you," Eli responded after quickly composing himself, shoulders drawn back as he straightened his posture. A brief flash of panic crossed over his features, but it soon disappeared into the usual stoicism he carried. Shit. He did not expect to turn around and find himself face-to-face with another soul, especially when he was almost finished. All the information he was sent to collect had been retrieved, and now it was a simple matter of leaving unnoticed. It was easy enough making his way inside, having integrated himself into the hustle and bustle of staff preparing for tonight's party; they were too distracted to notice. And that lack of concentration allowed a handful of P.A.S.E members to spread out and search the building, gathering any evidence that Erasures were going to be present at this party. They received a tip-off from a recent admittance to their safe house; a gentleman heavily under the influence, but coherent enough to give them a location of his regular supplier. Whether he was speaking the truth was up for debate, but it was why they were here -- to debunk or support his rambling words.

                 "I came here to drop off crates of champagne," he explained once more, his attention never straying from the blond male. He wondered whether his fellow activists had already left, knowing that time was short. Eli always reiterated to never come find him should he go missing during a raid; the less people that got involved, the easier it was to undo any mess he may have found himself in. This was certainly one of them. "However," a light chuckle followed the single word, expression softening into amusement. "A tad embarrassing, but I managed to get myself lost in these vast hallways. Would you very kindly direct me to the front door?" He knew exactly where he was and where to go. But pretending to be idle-minded lifted some of the suspicion off him. It was his job to make note of every possible escape route should their plan to gate-crash the party tonight become wildly unpredictable. Criminals often took offense to those disrupting their business. Eli had been there, done that, and stared down the barrel of a gun far too many times.

                                           'Why are you really here?'

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Question Prompts || accepting! || @wrensfeatheredpen

Oliver paused, studying the other man carefully. He took a glance around the outer edges of the King Family Mansion to ensure that no servants were loitering where they shouldn't, then looked back at him.

"Depends. Can I trust you?"

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Question Prompts || accepting! || @wrensfeatheredpen

James blinked behind his spectacles. "I'm not the type for theatrics, sir," he responded bluntly. "However, if you're referring to my attention appearing to be elsewhere, I can advise you that I was listening to you. I was searching for your name in my prescription book, but I cannot find it. This may be an oversight from my secretary, but I'm afraid I must ask: was it me you were seeking or my advice?"