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astrocat · 01-31-2024, 03:34 AM

SPOILER!!: Kayne

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Originally Posted by natethegreat

There was no comment made on the High Head Witch of the Hogwart’s Marsh sticking the slip of paper to her arm. In a certain aspect or another, it was relatively punk to a certain degree; in the sense of just not giving two cents about what another person might think on it. Much like the collection of tattoos in which Ash now possessed as well. However, he would give cheers to her sharing his fashion blog to her friends. The more people who read it, the better. So long as they were respectful when reading or commenting on it, but if they were anything like his friend, they most certainly would be.

However, Kayne would listen as the other would recant a bit more about the book she wrote. He did find it extremely intriguing. Writing was an art form in and of itself, so to hear that she was able to do something which made her happy and gain success off of it at the same time was just truly amazing. There was no other way to put it in all honesty. "Call it what you will then, but I personally will still be expecting said signed copy. Let me know when you drop some more stories then as well, and you'll be assured to have another person in attendance at your signings for those." The words would flow out, briefly pausing for but a mere moment, then picking right back off where it was left "Judging from the sounds of things, you have already touched the hearts of many. But why stop there, there's a whole world you've yet to conquer still from the sounds of it, in that same breath. So here's to your future endeavors in all of those fronts. Just don't go about conquering it like how Lucian attempted to, we see how well that turned out for him." There was no stutter in the utterance of the dark wizard who tried to send the world into a tizzy, and succeeded for a short time. Ultimately though, it was true. Men and women like that would always fail in their attempts. And that's the sole reason the Mordrake didn't have qualms speaking on the experience of it either.

Going from that though into the change of topic, a smile would purse his lips. "So it seems you've at least carried some of my knowledge with you after all these years then. Good to know I've made such an impact. Obviously my forte still remains seen in smoke and mirrors, but omens read in birds and the clouds are still as true as those read in the looking glass."

Ash did somewhat care what people thought of her... but she wasn't always aware that many of her actions were unusual, unconventional, or bizarre. If he thought she was being strange now, he should hear about the living-room-floor-picnics. And the see-through-hat. She sometimes worried that she was too much weird in one person... but other times, she reflected on society and wondered if it was truly weird to make a picnic on the living room floor or whether everybody else was simply unimaginative. If they actually TRIED these things, just once...

She stuck the paper to her arm so that she wouldn't forget it, of course. Every action had a reason.

"Every time I release a book, you can expect a signed copy straight to your doorstep. Though I always do love signing things in person..." It made her feel special when someone actively sought her out. No problem with sending things by mail, though! "I certainly don't plan on stopping. I don't think I even could if I wanted to, to be honest." It was... her purpose, she believed. What would she do other than this?

Ashley flinched at the mention of Lucien Rosier. Her boggart, most of the time. She had wrote a whole book about the Neo-alliance takeover... but that didn't stop her from recoiling from that man's very name. "Hah. I don't plan on killing any people. Or using unforgiveables. So you needn't worry about me." She smiled... well... she gave a poor attempt at one. Thinking about Rosier took away all her reasons to smile.

"I still can't look in mirrors. Even after all these years. But I'd like to see your technique with smoke divination." She'd tried exposure. She'd been exposed to mirrors by accident or by having no choice, too. And it hadn't improved past the point of panicking and needing to leave the room and take an hours-long break. Smoke... was fine. She was interested in that.

01-31-2024, 03:34 AM	#132 (permalink)
astrocat Puffskein Join Date: Jul 2020 Location: New York City Posts: 2,141 Hogwarts RPG Name: Brandon Fox Hufflepuff Seventh Year Hogwarts RPG Name: Phoebe Calypso [s]Dupont[/s] Slytherin Fifth Year	Which came first, the phoenix or the flame? SPOILER!!: Kayne Quote: Originally Posted by natethegreat There was no comment made on the High Head Witch of the Hogwart’s Marsh sticking the slip of paper to her arm. In a certain aspect or another, it was relatively punk to a certain degree; in the sense of just not giving two cents about what another person might think on it. Much like the collection of tattoos in which Ash now possessed as well. However, he would give cheers to her sharing his fashion blog to her friends. The more people who read it, the better. So long as they were respectful when reading or commenting on it, but if they were anything like his friend, they most certainly would be. However, Kayne would listen as the other would recant a bit more about the book she wrote. He did find it extremely intriguing. Writing was an art form in and of itself, so to hear that she was able to do something which made her happy and gain success off of it at the same time was just truly amazing. There was no other way to put it in all honesty. "Call it what you will then, but I personally will still be expecting said signed copy. Let me know when you drop some more stories then as well, and you'll be assured to have another person in attendance at your signings for those." The words would flow out, briefly pausing for but a mere moment, then picking right back off where it was left "Judging from the sounds of things, you have already touched the hearts of many. But why stop there, there's a whole world you've yet to conquer still from the sounds of it, in that same breath. So here's to your future endeavors in all of those fronts. Just don't go about conquering it like how Lucian attempted to, we see how well that turned out for him." There was no stutter in the utterance of the dark wizard who tried to send the world into a tizzy, and succeeded for a short time. Ultimately though, it was true. Men and women like that would always fail in their attempts. And that's the sole reason the Mordrake didn't have qualms speaking on the experience of it either. Going from that though into the change of topic, a smile would purse his lips. "So it seems you've at least carried some of my knowledge with you after all these years then. Good to know I've made such an impact. Obviously my forte still remains seen in smoke and mirrors, but omens read in birds and the clouds are still as true as those read in the looking glass." Ash did somewhat care what people thought of her... but she wasn't always aware that many of her actions were unusual, unconventional, or bizarre. If he thought she was being strange now, he should hear about the living-room-floor-picnics. And the see-through-hat. She sometimes worried that she was too much weird in one person... but other times, she reflected on society and wondered if it was truly weird to make a picnic on the living room floor or whether everybody else was simply unimaginative. If they actually TRIED these things, just once... She stuck the paper to her arm so that she wouldn't forget it, of course. Every action had a reason. "Every time I release a book, you can expect a signed copy straight to your doorstep. Though I always do love signing things in person..." It made her feel special when someone actively sought her out. No problem with sending things by mail, though! "I certainly don't plan on stopping. I don't think I even could if I wanted to, to be honest." It was... her purpose, she believed. What would she do other than this? Ashley flinched at the mention of Lucien Rosier. Her boggart, most of the time. She had wrote a whole book about the Neo-alliance takeover... but that didn't stop her from recoiling from that man's very name. "Hah. I don't plan on killing any people. Or using unforgiveables. So you needn't worry about me." She smiled... well... she gave a poor attempt at one. Thinking about Rosier took away all her reasons to smile. "I still can't look in mirrors. Even after all these years. But I'd like to see your technique with smoke divination." She'd tried exposure. She'd been exposed to mirrors by accident or by having no choice, too. And it hadn't improved past the point of panicking and needing to leave the room and take an hours-long break. Smoke... was fine. She was interested in that.