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 Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 10:51 pm
Tea Guest Log  Colour of Tea Tasted: Dark Blue Description: Confusion, followed by alarm. Fear. Rage. Your commentary on its flavour: She was shaken, uncertain as to what it was that she just witnessed. The fear in girl's eyes had sent a flicker of sympathy welling up in Ixy's chest, along with an unusual sense of familiarity. What was it about that situation that had made her so anxious? She moved away, more confused than before.
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Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 10:55 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Deep blue Description: Distraction, fear, anger, and magic. Your commentary on its flavour:It seemed so cruel, that she might have stumbled into what seemed very much to him like a trap. She seemed helpless--innocent--and the person in the white coat was a monster. He tried to fathom what might have led to this, but he had nothing--no context, no familiarity. Just bewildered anger that her life had gone from being absorbed in a book to fighting for her life in the space of seconds. It didn't seem fair.
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Posted: Wed Aug 14, 2013 11:10 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Dark Blue. Description: Confusion, fear, and lost. Your commentary on its flavour: A shiver went up his spine when he drank the tea. At first, there was a sense of bafflement and then, fear and the feeling of dread. Though, Decyl must say that it serves the guy right to get something throw into his face. However, as he pondered a little more, this incident feels…familiar? No, couldn’t possibly be true. He moves on.
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Posted: Thu Aug 15, 2013 1:52 am
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Deep Blue Description: Confusion, fear, panic Your commentary on its flavour: This memory put her on edge. The surge of fear and panic while feeling lost and alone was enough to drive anyone mad. It was a horrible place to be and she felt sorry for the one who experienced this. Even more so she was creeped out by the figure in the coat. The knife man who so easily cut and sliced at flesh. But in the end perhaps he had gotten what he deserved in the surge of power. There was strength in the power she wielded, but also inexperience. But it was perhaps something that could be focused and controlled with time.
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 2:41 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Dark blue Description: Mild at first then bitter with fear and caffeinated with panic Your commentary on its flavour: At first the memory hadn't seemed like it would be bad until the person got lost. Andie watched at first with sympathy for getting lost and panicking, then with a dash of fear for her safety when the figure joined her and attacked. By the time the memory ended his heart was still pounding and he was left feeling jittery.
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 2:47 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Navy Blue Description: Disorientation, confusion, panic, pain. Your commentary on its flavour: The taste of cinnamon was strong as the girl began to go around looking for her way out. strong and spicy and gave way to some hidden taste after each sip, an unnamed spice that appeared once the tea was gone down to the leaves. It was stinging and painful to finish the cup off with the last drops near the bitter dregs.
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Posted: Fri Aug 16, 2013 3:04 pm
Tea Guest Log Colour of Tea Tasted: Dark Blue Description: Pain... Disoriented, Confused, Panic, Helpess. Your commentary on its flavour: Zanna Kosa felt herself calm at first. This memory felt like it was much less ... unnerving than her own. It was unfortunate when she felt the fear spike, though, and suddenly, she was unable to determine where she was. The panic filled her veins as the confusion overtook. Where was she? How was she going to get out? What was-- There was someone who was approaching, and their voice was chilling. It was confusing, and then they attacked. At that, Zanna screamed. She wanted to reach out and help her, but it seemed that she was able to help herself, in the end. It was a relief to see that the girl was able to expel such power like that, but that did not stop the helplessness and horror Zanna felt even after the memory ended.
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