Mirror Mirror

Not all mirrors are one way Dependant Transylvania |Single Pringle|Rp Blog for Legion of Hetalians|

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-This blog is now for archive purposes and for if I wish to revamp or bring Vali back sorry for any inconveniences-

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@notareflection

Hey mate, how many pot plants d'ya think you can carry at once? I’m runnin’ outta arms here.

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[looks at them before sighing] suppose it wouldn’t be gentlemanly of me to just say none? How big are we talking about. I could probably carry three regular pots by hugging them….

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Uhm.. What’s your definition of regular? Smallest ones I’ve got outside are ‘bout as big as my head. [Fat head kid] I can let ya carry them and I’ll get the others.

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Those....aren't regular indoor pots.....alright let's try this. Can't garuntee I'll be much help. [fixing his gloves] [he's super weak hope wes is ready for a laugh]

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@notareflection

Hey mate, how many pot plants d'ya think you can carry at once? I’m runnin’ outta arms here.

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[looks at them before sighing] suppose it wouldn't be gentlemanly of me to just say none? How big are we talking about. I could probably carry three regular pots by hugging them....

[onceuponamusing]

                                                     ᴀ ʀᴇғʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ ɪs ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛʀᴜᴛʜ;

                                                              ʙᴏᴛʜ ᴄᴀɴ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇ                                                   D̴̖͛ ̴̳̽I̷̤͠ ̷͔̕Ś̸̗ ̴̳̍T̴̰̀ ̸̬̅O̴͍̔ ̶̧̾R̵̠͂ ̴̻̂T̶͍̋ ̵͈̈Ë̸͇́ ̴̥̿D̸̤́

                                                      ᴅᴇᴘᴇɴᴅɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ɪᴛs ᴍɪʀʀᴏʀ.

[wordsbyt]

The mirror doesn’t lie, but it won’t tell me the truth either. When I look in it, I wonder. What do they see? What is it they don’t see in me? But the mirror just stares back at me. It’s like I’m looking at myself….

(via wordsbyt)

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[he’s already decorating the halls with Halloween decorations] 

What most people don’t know is that spirits don’t only arrive on All Hallow’s Eve to show their presence. In fact, many are already among us, almost two months early. [he gestures, as if everyone can see spirits] It feels less lonely with them around.

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[watching the other from within a mirror before slowly crawling out]

Were you talking to me? Because you know if we were back in my time you would get locked up for talking to spirits.

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[he doesn’t even seem bothered that there’s a person coming out of a freaking mirror] 

I was actually talking to the faeries. [he turns around and looks at the stranger] I am well aware that talking to spirits is a frowned upon thing to do, but people need to know the truth. It’s hard enough seeing everyone believe so easily in superpowers but not in magic. 

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[looks around seeing nothing before just shrugging off the idea. He'd assume faeries wouldn't like him to begin with.]

Well, I suppose my single opinion is not important but I will still share it. If I were to not believe in magic, then my existence would be hard to accept. Or I would have to believe that something more foul influenced the past events. [goes looking around at the decorations]

[nothingbutkenopsia-blog]

[he’s already decorating the halls with Halloween decorations] 

What most people don’t know is that spirits don’t only arrive on All Hallow’s Eve to show their presence. In fact, many are already among us, almost two months early. [he gestures, as if everyone can see spirits] It feels less lonely with them around.

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[watching the other from within a mirror before slowly crawling out]

Were you talking to me? Because you know if we were back in my time you would get locked up for talking to spirits.

[notareflection-blog]

Mirror Realm, correct. She is still able to wander about, but not able to really get out, and I would prefer it stay that way. I do not see how I would benefit by opening a portal for you.

It is not, I am merely giving you more evidence to conclude a theory on me. 

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Underground? Former wife thing? If we are going to discuss exes, then mine is far less human than yours could ever be. And in saying so, is more of a wife thing…..

[takes a long sip actually closing his eye] Young? Hmmmm I suppose I am rather young for an immortal being, young for what you regular humans would call a god. 

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I’d love to meet your ex. He or she or it must be fascinating to study. Are you perhaps still in touch? Or is there a demonic portal I’ll have to go through?

[tilts his head] … You’re either messing with me or you’re some sort of spirit or guardian.

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She.....and I would prefer her to stay where she is currently. So that is a large no on me staying in touch, and a larger one at even considering opening a ‘demonic’ portal.

[smirks closing his blue eye to open the unnatural black open for a few seconds before switching eyes] I don’t know, why don’t you be the judge of your own theories.

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Underground? Former wife thing? If we are going to discuss exes, then mine is far less human than yours could ever be. And in saying so, is more of a wife thing.....

[takes a long sip actually closing his eye] Young? Hmmmm I suppose I am rather young for an immortal being, young for what you regular humans would call a god. 

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Don’t mind me, just mowing the lawn.

[the lawn is dead, Fred] [you killed it] [there is no grass whatsoever on the lawn]

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It’s suspicious enough when there is clearly no grass to mow, let alone going out of your way to announce your actions. Should I do the same?

Don’t mind me, I’m just judging you with my to go cup of coffee.

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You’ve caught me. I am not actually mowing the lawn. [hair flip bitch u got nothin’ on him] I’m preparing it instead.

[tilts his head] … Your coffee smells like the slop my son dumps out of his pot every morning.

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Preparing it? For what, devilish trees of white bare branches and twisted thorns for grass? Because you are doing a rather good job at that then.

It tastes like pumpkin and spice......I quite enjoy it. Each to their own. [he hasn’t blinked/winked this entire convo just staring at the other with no emotion]

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Don’t mind me, just mowing the lawn.

[the lawn is dead, Fred] [you killed it] [there is no grass whatsoever on the lawn]

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It’s suspicious enough when there is clearly no grass to mow, let alone going out of your way to announce your actions. Should I do the same?

Don’t mind me, I’m just judging you with my to go cup of coffee.

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[Laying in the middle of a hallway, mirrors are surrounding him and he’s face down groaning] Why is this era so hardddddddd.

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[she’s just trying to get back to her room after a full night of work] [please] [she can’t feel her feet anymore and she got scalded again and she just wants to rest]

…Can’t you keep your crisis to a private area?

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No I cannot, because I got trapped in an elevator for a good solid 4 hours in a closed building because I COULDN’T SHOW UP ON THE CAMERA. I HAD NO CLUE I WAS SUPPOSE TO PRESS A BUTTON. When the thing started descending I thought I was going to hell.

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I thought I told you to clean the pigeon tar off the mizzen lines?

@hijo-de-helios

And I thought you would know by now that I, most likely won’t do it. [stretches sitting on the railing of the ship] Why do the mizzen lines need to be cleaned when they’ll just get pigeon tarred again. 

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notareflection:

I personally go for the virtuest maidens but to each their own. Calm down though. In….and out. It’s an easy replacement trust me. When we port, I’ll get you enough ruby for twelve fucking weeks.

Sides, don’t you have that Russian whore or something?

[his face is red enough it could be used as a stoplight, if stoplights existed in the early 1700s] [takes a breath in…. exhales out] [rinse and repeat for a few seconds] [congrats, you have now achieved calm Antonio; or at least as calm as he can be]

She’s not a prostitute, she’s a hostage. There’s a very big difference.

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[Vali is just going to pat his captain’s shoulder glad that they have found a better topic than the ruby] [he doesn’t want to say that he will spit one out, because that’s a little hard for humans to comprehend]

Same difference. Pretty sure you would rather be balls deep in her anyday then some whore of the Caribbean......

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I thought I told you to clean the pigeon tar off the mizzen lines?

@hijo-de-helios

And I thought you would know by now that I, most likely won’t do it. [stretches sitting on the railing of the ship] Why do the mizzen lines need to be cleaned when they’ll just get pigeon tarred again. 

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notareflection:

hijo-de-helios:

notareflection:

Oh what was that I don’t understand Spanish [what a lie] I would rather be thrown over board then have to clean whatever mess that will make….

[speak of the devil and he shall come. In the form of a dumb white crow that is a little fat now] [and she’s flying down dropping what use to be Bill’s eye in front of Toni cawing happily ]

Oh look, she likes you. Besides she’s probably smarter than 90% of your crew. I like her and she makes an excellent fake parrot.

[stares at the crow, then at the eye, then back at the crow] [unbelievable]

You’ve never even seen a parrot, Vali.

[Antonio has seen a whole of maybe two (2) parrots in his entire lifetime and both of them were in cages bound for menageries in Europe, and his crew had them both for dinner that night]

She’s smart? I saw her fly right into the ship’s wheel, get up, and then fly into it again in the span of two minutes. “Smart” is the last thing I would use to describe your awkward pet.

[the crow looks so proud look at her she’s so happy better believe it]

Well, I haven’t……but same difference yes?

And I witnessed one of your crew members try to dump a bucket of chum over board, dumbed it too short and slip in it. Felt pity on the poor man when he slipped again. You don’t see me saying we should pawn him off. Sides, Grimalkin here is smart aren’t you girl. She stole that ruby off your desk last Tuesday…..dropped it in the ocean. But we’re still working on the delivery part.

And I made him eat the raw chum for making a mess, so your analogy is invalid.

[wait] [that’s where it went]

YOU LITTLE BASTARD–

[he is this 👌 close to kicking both of them] [if that happened to result in one or both of them “””accidentally””” falling overboard well] [two birds (nyuck nyuck) with one stone]

THAT ROCK COULD HAVE KEPT ME BALLS DEEP IN THE BEST WHORES IN THE CARIBBEAN FOR SIX WEEKS.

[notareflection-blog]

I personally go for the virtuest maidens but to each their own. Calm down though. In....and out. It's an easy replacement trust me. When we port, I'll get you enough ruby for twelve fucking weeks.

Sides, don't you have that Russian whore or something?

[notareflection-blog]

I thought I told you to clean the pigeon tar off the mizzen lines?

@hijo-de-helios

And I thought you would know by now that I, most likely won’t do it. [stretches sitting on the railing of the ship] Why do the mizzen lines need to be cleaned when they’ll just get pigeon tarred again. 

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notareflection:

Oh what was that I don’t understand Spanish [what a lie] I would rather be thrown over board then have to clean whatever mess that will make….

[speak of the devil and he shall come. In the form of a dumb white crow that is a little fat now] [and she’s flying down dropping what use to be Bill’s eye in front of Toni cawing happily ]

Oh look, she likes you. Besides she’s probably smarter than 90% of your crew. I like her and she makes an excellent fake parrot.

[stares at the crow, then at the eye, then back at the crow] [unbelievable]

You’ve never even seen a parrot, Vali.

[Antonio has seen a whole of maybe two (2) parrots in his entire lifetime and both of them were in cages bound for menageries in Europe, and his crew had them both for dinner that night]

She’s smart? I saw her fly right into the ship’s wheel, get up, and then fly into it again in the span of two minutes. “Smart” is the last thing I would use to describe your awkward pet.

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[the crow looks so proud look at her she's so happy better believe it]

Well, I haven't......but same difference yes?

And I witnessed one of your crew members try to dump a bucket of chum over board, dumbed it too short and slip in it. Felt pity on the poor man when he slipped again. You don't see me saying we should pawn him off. Sides, Grimalkin here is smart aren't you girl. She stole that ruby off your desk last Tuesday.....dropped it in the ocean. But we're still working on the delivery part.