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Awarlesta Black · 12-04-2014, 09:08 PM

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Originally Posted by kayquilz

Ember was having fun. SPINNING SPINNING, ALL DAY LONG. SPINNING SPINNNING AAALLLD DAY LONG. WHEE whooooooo! WAS Ember Rachel Rosemary Brighten TWENTY THREEEE? Yes. But her spirit age was five! So this wasn't TOO odd of a thing for her to be DOING right now, no?

And then, suddenly, she came to a HALT. Ember looked up at her spin-stopper, and she BEAMED at Manolo. "MANNY!" she cried, and she stood up, flung her arms around him, and hugged him. Quickly. And then sat back down. "Hi, Manolo." She was super chuckly and eyed the box in his hands. "Hey--what is that?!" she asked, looking back up at his face. "Hey! Manolo--" she squinted up at him.

What was his spirit age right now? She was having a hard time reading him-"You...you are feeling bittersweet--or something similar--your energy is all fuzzy-" she wasn't sure what was up right now. "I can't even sense your soul right now." Merlin. This kind of worried her. She put her hand on his chest quickly and closed her eyes.

GAH.

WHOOP! The 24 year-old almost toppled over at Ember jumped into his arms. He admired her energy. Her hyper. It reminded him of Awar when his sister was perfectly comfortable. A quick warming hug and he let her go as she made her way back into her seat. "Hello to you, Ember Brighten." Flashing a smile, he rattled the box in her face. "These are cookies. Courtesy of my sister. She says hello."

What's with the squinted eyes??? He squinted back, only to open them wide again when she started to ask about his soul...

Since when did she read souls??? Was this a crucial thing he missed about her?? Such a bad friend, Manolo, much bad. She was rather right, however. Bittersweet is how he felt. Very bitter, very sweet, indeed.

12-04-2014, 09:08 PM	#58 (permalink)
Awarlesta Black MO & IMC Puffskein Join Date: Aug 2012 Location: #1e3b69 #7ea16b Posts: 1,899 Hogwarts RPG Name: Sirius R. Hazelwood Ravenclaw Fourth Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Nyx M. Lawrence Hufflepuff Fifth Year	Rucole Club Club\|\| film lyfe \|\| mac and cheese queen\|\| exits with trunkshot Quote: Originally Posted by kayquilz Ember was having fun. SPINNING SPINNING, ALL DAY LONG. SPINNING SPINNNING AAALLLD DAY LONG. WHEE whooooooo! WAS Ember Rachel Rosemary Brighten TWENTY THREEEE? Yes. But her spirit age was five! So this wasn't TOO odd of a thing for her to be DOING right now, no? And then, suddenly, she came to a HALT. Ember looked up at her spin-stopper, and she BEAMED at Manolo. "MANNY!" she cried, and she stood up, flung her arms around him, and hugged him. Quickly. And then sat back down. "Hi, Manolo." She was super chuckly and eyed the box in his hands. "Hey--what is that?!" she asked, looking back up at his face. "Hey! Manolo--" she squinted up at him. What was his spirit age right now? She was having a hard time reading him-"You...you are feeling bittersweet--or something similar--your energy is all fuzzy-" she wasn't sure what was up right now. "I can't even sense your soul right now." Merlin. This kind of worried her. She put her hand on his chest quickly and closed her eyes. GAH. WHOOP! The 24 year-old almost toppled over at Ember jumped into his arms. He admired her energy. Her hyper. It reminded him of Awar when his sister was perfectly comfortable. A quick warming hug and he let her go as she made her way back into her seat. "Hello to you, Ember Brighten." Flashing a smile, he rattled the box in her face. "These are cookies. Courtesy of my sister. She says hello." What's with the squinted eyes??? He squinted back, only to open them wide again when she started to ask about his soul... Since when did she read souls??? Was this a crucial thing he missed about her?? Such a bad friend, Manolo, much bad. She was rather right, however. Bittersweet is how he felt. Very bitter, very sweet, indeed. __________________