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Name: Emmy Species: Elf Age: 213 Looks: [img] Personality: kind, loyal, loves archery, a hunter, tries not to be seen, secretive, protective...
Erik: "So, what do you want to do?" Raul: walking around. Emmy: goes back to the music store.
Raul: pays for books then goes home. Erik: "What's that you're humming?"
Emmy: "We NEED to stay together, no matter what. Who know what could happen by ourselves." Erik: stands up shakily. Tries to slow his heart.
Erik: sighs and leans back.
Raul: shrugs. "Why not?@
Emmy: to self. "I wish I knew where Erik was." Erik: wakes up screaming.
Raul: walks over to them.
Erik: "I don't know much about painting though." Laughs a bit. "What kind if artist am I?" Laughs again.
Emmy: "My friend who might be hear fear is others getting hurt. This isn't good." Sits down and watches the flames.
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Raul: "Yeah." Looks around the store. Keeps the book. Erik: "So, uh...what's you're favorite style of painting?" Rubs back of head.
Emmy: "Oh no.."
C-"Your part is silent little toad." P-"A toad, madam? I think it is you who is the toad." B-"With great power, comes great responsibility."...
Raul: "I know, right? I have an old copy at home. But it's too worn down to read. I'm thinking about getting this one."
Forest.
Emmy: "What if what we're scared of can't kill us. Then we're fine, right?"
Erik: raises eyebrow. "What?" Raul: looks at the cover. "Treasure Island. Haven't seen one of these in forever."
Well, we had a moment of science for Sandy Hooke Elementary today. We were in the computer lab at the time. When it was over, my friend looked...
Erik: "I'm used to it, honest."