zнaѕ (
theboogieman) wrote in
driftfleet2015-03-16 08:07 pm
Entry tags:
- !mingle,
- allen walker,
- anders,
- asteffiel,
- aziraphale,
- coil lenn,
- cullen rutherford,
- felix harrowgate,
- garrett hawke,
- krista kingsley,
- lloyd irving,
- nelkeila tarid,
- o'danya mitnu,
- piper halliwell,
- robin redbreast,
- shirley fennes,
- solas,
- stephanie amell,
- tay barnam,
- tekhetsio,
- vash the stampede,
- zelos wilder (bad end),
- zhas
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Who: IT'S A GAME MINGLE GET IN THE VAN
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: All of it!
When: Second half of the month.
[hey everyone! how's it been going? how's medieval-fun-time-world treating you? anyone pillaged and burned anything yet? got kicked out of the castle? been planning expeditions? registered for jousting? busy angsting for the last two weeks on your ship?
this is a mingle for everybody, whether they're hiding in the volcano, out and about in the city, or up on one of those random random stations where you can get quirky souvenirs.]
Broadcast: If you want!
Action: All of it!
When: Second half of the month.
[hey everyone! how's it been going? how's medieval-fun-time-world treating you? anyone pillaged and burned anything yet? got kicked out of the castle? been planning expeditions? registered for jousting? busy angsting for the last two weeks on your ship?
this is a mingle for everybody, whether they're hiding in the volcano, out and about in the city, or up on one of those random random stations where you can get quirky souvenirs.]

no subject
[sure there are optimists who think you're mostly formed of the decisions you make, but even they agree that genetics and species are going to force you somewhere. he rather casually reaches up to see if he can touch the edge of a feather.]
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[ Lloyd doesn't make a move to deny Robin the urge to touch a feather; in fact, his wing flutters closer to his fingers just so that he can touch them. it's an odd sensation: there's a soft crackle of energy and the feathers don't quite feel solid, but they still feel downy like regular feathers. ]
They're always afraid of what's different, even though it doesn't always mean it's bad.
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[he can't imagine it. maybe Lloyd is talking about someone else. he's satisfied with just a little touch, just knowing that they feel as strange as they look, and lets his arm drop by his side.]