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 Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2015 4:23 pm
 [Wren Harbinger]
With the constricting pain in her ankles receding, Wren started to relax and closed her eyes. "Ah, just makes me feel like I'm seventeen again, I guess," she laughed a little, leaning forward to retrieve the drink she'd poured before going to fetch some dry clothes. She brought the glass up to her lips and paused. "So does drinking," she added before throwing back the liquid, heat encompassing her throat and chest.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2015 4:42 pm
Elin DeraWhat am I missing?
"Seventeen? Not my favorite. Walls forbid a woman--a minor!-- take a higher-ranking position." As her own glass was too far, she decided to briefly steal Wren's cup, taking a large sip for herself and blinking hard at the heat. "People were angry forever." she groaned. In a flash, she had put Wren's cup back in her hand and had her own, back in the same position. "I should not speed while drunk." Elin closed her eyes, holding the cup in one hand from the top and gently bringing the glass around in circles, fluid swirling about inside, alcohol splashing lightly against the walls of its container.
OoC: oh dear
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StaroftheBazaar Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2015 4:50 pm
[Wren Harbinger]
Wren laughed for a moment, elbows resting on her knees with her glass in her hands. "Don't make yourself sick or anything," she spoke, still laughing a bit. She eyed the fire, which was burning diligently now, and thought briefly about how she and Robin would crowd about on the floor in front of the fireplace in the winter and toss bits of balled up paper into the fire to watch them ignite. She smiled, recalling the myth she'd formulated herself to entertain her brother when he was very young.
"You know if you write your wishes on a bit of paper and toss them into a fire you built yourself, they'll come true?" She chimed, olive eyes shining with the flickering light.
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2015 4:59 pm
Elin DeraWhat am I missing?
"Haah? I don't know if now's a good time to stop me." It was true: she was probably not going to drink much more this night, or any other night soon to come, if she had half a brain afterwards. She opened her eyes and turned to the fire, looking at it as it licked the logs. "I think we'd probably get lit on fire if we got too close. Might be too drunk to write very well, either. Depends on how nice the fire would be to us for writing it gibberish as long as we really meant it, I suppose." A cute little hiccup escaped her, causing a little blushing and clearing of her throat.
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StaroftheBazaar Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2015 5:07 pm
[Wren Harbinger]
Wren smirked, pulling her notebook from its place beneath her waist apron and set it on the coffee table before carefully unwrapping her ankles and setting the shirt aside. She slipped off of the couch onto her knees and pushed the pencil from out of the spine of the notebook, glancing back up at her friend. "Well, I think I could hold a pencil firm even if I was near death," she said, tapping the pencil against the table.
"So," her smirk widened. "What'cha wanna wish for?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 13, 2015 9:20 pm
Elin DeraWhat am I missing?
Elin watched and listened, tilting her head thoughtfully to one side as Wren smirked. There were all sorts of real things she wished for, but those were all no fun, especially in a response to that look. All this thinking occurred in a split second before answering: "Sex. I want some wonderful sex." Elin stroked her chin thoughtfully as if she had said nothing special, though she clearly withheld quite a bit of mirth. But it was sort of true. She was very lonely, and a young adult.
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StaroftheBazaar Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2015 12:08 pm
[Wren Harbinger]
Wren couldn't help but laugh, both because she thought the simplicity of the girl's statement was hilarious, and because she empathized with her. Still holding her smirk, she jotted it down and looked back up at Elin. "Strong first answer," she said, giggling. "I expected something more like, 'I wish the goddamn rain would stop,' or maybe, 'I wish my breasts would triple in size,' " she fell into laughter again, mostly at her own remark this time.
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2015 5:09 pm
Elin DeraWhat am I missing?
She couldn't help smirking, too. "Yeah, f*ck this rain." Elin rubbed her cheek. "The rain should be booze. Mreh, big boobs would just make my back hurt. Maybe a scarier face would be a better feature change." After taking another large sip of her scotch, she set the glass down and tugged at her boots until they finally popped off, then flopped on her side on the couch. "Or maybe I could be queen of the military. Be scary yet powerful and super attractive."
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2015 6:27 pm
[Wren Harbinger]
Wren reached behind herself, scratching between her shoulder blades beneath the fabric of her sweater with the tip of the pencil. "So which will it be? Scary face, or super hot military queen?" She chuckled, drawing her knees up to her chest and leaning against the side of the table.
She jotted down a small wish of her own down in the corner while Elin was occupied taking a lengthy drink. Hardly legible in her tiny capital print: "i hope this one stays." Really, in her clouded state, she could only think of how badly she wanted to have their friendship last.
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2015 6:56 pm
Elin DeraWhat am I missing?
"Hmm..." She stewed over the wishes. "Maybe it'd be better to wish for someone who'll be around for physical and emotional stuff. We'll need to make more of these fires. Maybe it's greedy of me to have so many wishes." Elin didn't entirely know what to wish for. Before now, it was just empty hopes of filling in all the blanks in her life that were hidden, looking at information that could get her in heaps of trouble. But she didn't care about the price of knowledge when she was just caring for herself. Now...things were looking different. Eyelids closed for a few moments over her yellow orbs.
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StaroftheBazaar Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2015 7:13 pm
[Wren Harbinger]
Wren furrowed her brow, resting her chin against the sharp bone of her shoulder and peering up at Elin's face through her bangs. They'd been thinking it at the same time -- neither of them wanted to be alone any longer. That was the only thing they were sure of. She lowered her lids, nuzzling her nose a little further against the thick white cloth slumping down off of her shoulder. "I think that so long as you can trust someone with your wishes, they're worth keeping around," she said softly, muffled against her sweater. Her hair fell to cover her face and she cast her eyes down to her arms, folded tightly around her legs.
"I wish I wouldn't have to be alone anymore. It's become so tiring," she whispered, gripping her legs a little tighter.
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2015 7:17 pm
Elin DeraWhat am I missing?
She picked up her legs and threw them over the top of the couch, shifting around until her head was almost hanging off the sofa, hair cascading down to a pile on the ground. Elin opened her eyes, watching Wren look like a bat hanging off the floor. Err, ceiling. Floor. "Well, I guess you're stuck being lonely with me from now on."
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2015 7:26 pm
[Wren Harbinger]
Wren shifted her weight so that she was propped against the couch now and rolled her head to the side so that is was next to Elin's, eyes drawn back to the fire, smile having returned to grace her features.
"s**t," she laughed, a small blush fighting its way onto her cheeks. "You're gonna get tired of me," her voice fell somewhat, eyes still fixed on the fire. "I guess I wish I were a little better at talking to people," she added, laughing again, despite herself.
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2015 7:50 pm
Elin DeraWhat am I missing?
"I doubt it." She let an arm hang limply off the couch, looking at Wren. "You'll get better at it. I'll force you to talk to me. I have my ways." The ginger could use force, persuasion, intimidation, or sheer annoyance, probably. Either that, or they'd have to talk out of necessity, if they didn't talk to each other just because they felt like it. "Anything special we gotta do to make our fiery wishes come true?"
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Posted: Mon Sep 14, 2015 8:00 pm
[Wren Harbinger]
Wren moved back so that she was sitting on her legs and picked the pencil back up, speedily jotting a few things down. "Ah, well," she started, beginning to fold the corners of the paper in. She focused on her folding for a few moments before lifting the creation, still pressing out some of the wrinkles, and offering it to the dangling redhead.
"I usually would make them into doves back when I was a kid, but it was really just a gimmick to make my brother happy," she tugged the back of the origami bird, making its paper wings flex and spread.
"Just toss it into the fire and make sure to keep your wishes locked up safe in your heart, I guess.." She chuckled softly, a little sadness in her voice as she repeated the words she had said to her younger sibling so long ago. She could see his bright green eyes shining in the light of the fire for a moment and closed her eyes to shake the image.
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