theboogieman: (→ ᴇ ɴ ɢ ᴀ ɢ ᴇ)
zнaѕ ([personal profile] theboogieman) wrote in [community profile] driftfleet2015-03-16 08:07 pm

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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.]
wilder: (❂ back turn)

[personal profile] wilder 2015-03-24 02:51 am (UTC)(link)
[Sorry Jove, dem are the brakes when you're the main protagonist of a relationship based game.]

Sounds good. I'll follow your lead.

[The less people to overhear him, the better, he feels. Honestly, his nerves are scratching at his insides, so he's not sure what else to say for now. Ugh, he just hopes this wasn't a bad idea. Trying to be honest is hard man]
dawnwillcome: (Keep to the stars)

[personal profile] dawnwillcome 2015-03-24 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
[She'll let him get it out on his own terms, letting her hand fall away once they're on their way. It's a nice day, pleasantly warm with only a few clouds in the sky, and true to her word the sounds of the market fade and disappear completely after they've been walking for only a few minutes.]
wilder: (❂ serious)

[personal profile] wilder 2015-03-24 03:21 am (UTC)(link)
[It was true to her words. The woods and clearing were nice. His own ears could still hear a tiny bit of sound from the market- but he knows, there's no way a human could hear from that distance. They were alone. He lets out a little breath]

This is nice...

[Right. The topic at hand]

Anyway...I think there's something I should clear up first. Our last conversations...when we were talking about humans and elves? I...may have misled you a little.

I was raised around humans, but I... [he trails off, rubbing his neck. This is an difficult thing to voice. He finally gives a sigh and owns up-]

The feather's are mine.
dawnwillcome: (and his home is far)

[personal profile] dawnwillcome 2015-03-24 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
[She smiles at him to encourage him to continue, but she does have one thing to add.]

I have a friend with horns, you know. He's a Qunari, we have more races than just elves and dwarves and humans in my world. Extra parts aren't that strange, all things considered.

[She doesn't see his feathers, though, so...]

But something tells me this is a little bigger than that.