We've Met Before

I've got many things to call my own but little to call to heart. Just give me a smoke, a drink, nightfall, or a smile and that's enough to fill my pockets.

[in-your--dreams]

Arghhhhhhhhhhh…

[littleaurelien]

Are you alright?

[in-your--dreams]

Mind-numbingly stoic but otherwise fine.

How are you?

[the-sleeping-maiden-aurora]

I don’t really know. Maybe explore a bit. I’m usually never outside.

[in-your--dreams]

Oh? That’s a shame. There’s plenty of things to see and do outside. I’m sure you will not come back empty handed from your explorations!

[the-sleeping-maiden-aurora]

Hopefully I’ll have something to show for my adventures! I’m Aurora, by the way.

[in-your--dreams]

I'm Phillip; Phillip Thwaite. Nice to meet you.

[imabigtough-girl-deactivated201]

I Know You || Phillip and Meg

[imabigtough-girl-deactivated201]

She looked away, unable to meet his gaze. There was so much that had happened and so much between then and now that kept her from rushing to him they way she wanted to. Her curls hanging in her pale face. She rubbed her lips together in the nervous way she did. The way his hand brushed her face when he pushed her curls away sent  a shiver through her spine. “You were never a cause of this,” she told him, lightly tugging her hand away from him. Meg leaned forward, her lips just about to touch his as she finally brought her eyes to meet his. “I’m technically with someone else,” she said, the sadness leaking into her voice, “So much has happened since we saw each other last, Philip. I just got out of the hospital.”

Pulling herself away, she pulled the sleeve of her jumper away from her arm. A white bandage wrapped itself around her wrist, securing her stitches. They didn’t itch anymore but they still burned and ached from time to time. “I’m not right,” she said, “Hades is here and things have risen and it’s been rough. I watched him get blown by some guy and I just…I lost it,” the words seemed to pour right out of her. For some reason when Meg was around the prince she seemed to be more open than she usually was. “So don’t ever think you’re teh cause of this because you’re not. You may think you’re a ticking time bomb but you’re not. I am.”

[in-your--dreams]

Phillip's eyebrows were knitted together tightly as he heard Meg speak in confusing fragments. It really had been a while. "I didn't know Hades was into men," Phillip mumbled softly. He was trying to be funny unsuccessfully. Running a thumb under Megara's eye he wiped at more falling tears. "That fact aside I don't think I can condone the infidelity - as much as I love Hades." Sighing deeply he gently ran a finger over the bandage on Meg's wrist. His face was hard, mouth a flat line and jaw clenched.

"I don't ever want to see something like this on you ever again - do you hear me, Meg?" Phillip's eyes moved from the bandage to the wounded girl's face. He glared at her with a hard intensity. Phillip could never even dream of being mean to Meg but in that moment he was livid beyond words. "Megara. I never want to see something like this on you ever.again," he repeated. "Things happen. And I know I wasn't here. But this is unacceptable. And before you get all self-condemning, I would never blame you for a minute. But if this happens again someone will have to deal with me." Phillip shook his head angrily. "Hades is my friend - the best I've had in a while - but I've half a mind to rip his throat out if this happened to you under his care." 

He couldn't stop shaking his head but his resolve softened. "Never ever again," he stated firmly.

[in-your--dreams]

Hi back.

[imabigtough-girl-deactivated201]

[in-your--dreams]

Oh, my silly girl.

You're having a good day?

[imabigtough-girl-deactivated201]

Hi.

[in-your--dreams]

Hi back.

[in-your--dreams]

Arghhhhhhhhhhh…

[imabigtough-girl-deactivated201]

Phiiiiiiillllliiiiiiiiip.

[in-your--dreams]

Yes, dear?

[welcome-to-walt]

Due to complications the following roles are being placed on a temporary hiatus.

Hades

Basil

Tulio

Pitch

Shock

The Horned King

Baron de Ghost

Phillip

[in-your--dreams]

('Cept I'm back. Op.)

[theamazingmulan-blog]

Sleep and rest are good for everyone. Maybe you should get a nice fruity drink and relax on the sand. It’s kind of like resting but it’s also awesome because there’s a beach.

[in-your--dreams]

I like your optimism. Thank you for that.

[in-your--dreams]

I hate rest days…

They’re boring on a head splitting level.

[thechickhicks]

I think they’re designed that way so you avoid getting sick or hurt next time. 

[in-your--dreams]

While I agree I have to add that the only thing I feel I'm avoiding is keeping my sanity.

[in-your--dreams]

Arghhhhhhhhhhh...

[kissmeok]

♡Love/Couples♡

[theamazingmulan-blog]

Oh right, that makes sense then. Are you sick?

[in-your--dreams]

Something like that. Every so often I have to take it easy. Honestly speaking I'm just so... "rambunctious" I guess that I hate being still for more than a night's sleep.

[theamazingmulan-blog]

You’re on a tropical island, I think every day is going to be a rest day for the next three weeks.

[in-your--dreams]

I might've worded myself incorrectly. BED-rest days.

[in-your--dreams]

I hate rest days...

They're boring on a head splitting level.

[the-sleeping-maiden-aurora]

I don’t really know. Maybe explore a bit. I’m usually never outside.

[in-your--dreams]

Oh? That's a shame. There's plenty of things to see and do outside. I'm sure you will not come back empty handed from your explorations!

[herantheunderworld-deactivated2]

Birthday Wishes || Open

[herantheunderworld-deactivated2]

…Can I at least sober up first?

Dying of alcohol poisoning is not on my list of things to do…

[in-your--dreams]

Alright I'll have mercy on your liver but you owe me an evening, mate.

[elijah-nico-ramsey]

Oh, I-I’m Eeyore.

What’s yours?

[in-your--dreams]

Philip, Phillip Thwaite. Good to meet you, friend.