Fire Hearted Girl

Alice Liddell, charmed to make your acquaintance. I like to think I've learned my lesson about following small animals into dark holes. Then again, I've always been the curious sort. //FC: Allison Mack Multiverse/fandom/ship Located in New York /...

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Well, it’s been a good run I suppose, but this muse is well an truly dead. Her character arc such as it was has been met and I feel rather drained whenever I attempt to come on to this account. Also embarrassed and totally lacking muse.

I love all of you guys who have played with me over the years, and I’ll always appreciate the things we’ve managed to do together. 

If anyone want’s to play at some other point I can be found on one of two other blogs which I’ll give out by message only. 

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Archiving

Well, it’s been a good run I suppose, but this muse is well an truly dead. Her character arc such as it was has been met and I feel rather drained whenever I attempt to come on to this account. Also embarrassed and totally lacking muse.

I love all of you guys who have played with me over the years, and I’ll always appreciate the things we’ve managed to do together. 

If anyone want’s to play at some other point I can be found on one of two other blogs which I’ll give out by message only. 

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Archiving

Well, it’s been a good run I suppose, but this muse is well an truly dead. Her character arc such as it was has been met and I feel rather drained whenever I attempt to come on to this account. Also embarrassed and totally lacking muse.

I love all of you guys who have played with me over the years, and I’ll always appreciate the things we’ve managed to do together. 

If anyone want’s to play at some other point I can be found on one of two other blogs which I’ll give out by message only. 

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Archiving

Well, it’s been a good run I suppose, but this muse is well an truly dead. Her character arc such as it was has been met and I feel rather drained whenever I attempt to come on to this account. Also embarrassed and totally lacking muse.

I love all of you guys who have played with me over the years, and I’ll always appreciate the things we’ve managed to do together. 

If anyone want’s to play at some other point I can be found on one of two other blogs which I’ll give out by message only. 

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Archiving

Well, it’s been a good run I suppose, but this muse is well an truly dead. Her character arc such as it was has been met and I feel rather drained whenever I attempt to come on to this account. Also embarrassed and totally lacking muse.

I love all of you guys who have played with me over the years, and I’ll always appreciate the things we’ve managed to do together. 

If anyone want’s to play at some other point I can be found on one of two other blogs which I’ll give out by message only. 

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Well, it’s been a good run I suppose, but this muse is well an truly dead. Her character arc such as it was has been met and I feel rather drained whenever I attempt to come on to this account. Also embarrassed and totally lacking muse.

I love all of you guys who have played with me over the years, and I’ll always appreciate the things we’ve managed to do together. 

If anyone want’s to play at some other point I can be found on one of two other blogs which I’ll give out by message only. 

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Well, it’s been a good run I suppose, but this muse is well an truly dead. Her character arc such as it was has been met and I feel rather drained whenever I attempt to come on to this account. Also embarrassed and totally lacking muse.

I love all of you guys who have played with me over the years, and I’ll always appreciate the things we’ve managed to do together. 

If anyone want’s to play at some other point I can be found on one of two other blogs which I’ll give out by message only. 

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marching-to-the-sound-of-iron replied to your post:Archiving

((big hugs, missy <3 I’d love to have a link to your other blogs, if only to keep in touch :) ))

//hugs right back atcha. I’ll send them to you in a minute. I’ve missed talking to you while I’ve been waffling elsewhere.

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((that’s life, sadly… but I’ll follow you on your others :) ))

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// Life's been a brat lately. And thank you. 

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marching-to-the-sound-of-iron replied to your post:Archiving

((big hugs, missy <3 I’d love to have a link to your other blogs, if only to keep in touch :) ))

//hugs right back atcha. I'll send them to you in a minute. I've missed talking to you while I've been waffling elsewhere.

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(I’d love to see your other blogs, and I still follow you on dA.It’s always tough when muses go, though. Charles and Alice had such a cute friendship)

//I wont lie, seeing that particular relationship go is the worst of it because they were my favorite. Truth is that this has been coming for a while though. I'll send you the url's. via ask in a moment. 

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they-call-me-professor-x replied to your post:Archiving

(We’ll miss you ;-; )

// [hugs] I'll miss you guys too. ;-; 

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Well, it's been a good run I suppose, but this muse is well an truly dead. Her character arc such as it was has been met and I feel rather drained whenever I attempt to come on to this account. Also embarrassed and totally lacking muse.

I love all of you guys who have played with me over the years, and I'll always appreciate the things we've managed to do together. 

If anyone want's to play at some other point I can be found on one of two other blogs which I'll give out by message only. 

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DADDY SAM SAYS NO.

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Sam couldn’t stop the snort.  Charming was one word for the accent, but they hadn’t heard her riled up.  It could stop being charming when she was screaming.  Luckily, it was very very rare to see her in that temper, it was usually a scolding you’d get, and it was hard to take serious.  

There were moments this all didn’t seem real.  Where he expected to wake up, or that a djinn had him somewhere, and he was slowly dying.  In a world where you get everything you wanted-

Then you got to deal with PTA, with women hitting on you, with dance teachers being forward, with a whole world around you that fit, and you were the odd puzzle piece, looking for demons at a teenagers dance- because you learned there were some at yours.

"It might not be a bad idea." Sam admitted with a sigh.  "I feel like i’m getting paranoid, and I don’t know what the more conservative pta members would feel about me speaking latin, or using the lords name around them." 

Fixing his coat, despite the child tugging on it, he glanced down to his daughter.  ”Plus, it will give her time to add some actual length to her skirt.” 

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Her smirk at his reaction was a touch mischievous. Because she knew exactly what he was probably remembering and found hindsight very funny. 

"I've been known to have good ones now and again. Though I'm sure one or two would call it 'dashing' and 'mysterious' which would be just as irritating  for you in the long run." She wasn't bothered by other women looking or talking except for when it bothered him. 

"Hey!" Abra exclaimed, stopping her head butting and tugging to do a little twirl. "This is a cool skirt dad! It's, like the only one I got --"

"I have," Alice corrected. 

"I have," Abra grumbled to appease her mother. "And besides it not even that short. Dana's skirt is short. Mine's just -- cheeky!" Her grin as she said this was cheeky too. 

Alice abruptly turned to hide a giggle (and avoid the truly magnificent puppy dog eyes her daughter was giving Sam). 

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DADDY SAM SAYS NO.

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Sam couldn’t help the wrinkle of his nose at the commentary.  The combination of food wasn’t a good one, but it was one that he could see Dean eating when he was younger.  Maybe he had for all Sam could remember.  It was a mess, that’s what mattered, and no one seemed to eat normal things anyway.  

"Can’t say chocolate and potatoes are that tasty, but neither are chocolate oranges, but those sell a lot." Sam sighed, stretching as he did, mentally counting the adults in the room.  If Abra went home, he’d have no reason to be here.  Not really, and he’d intend on leaving as well.  "But I don’t think it’s an evil plot of gross." Tone distracted, he let his gaze linger on another of the mother’s, her hands in her pockets, who it seemed had been watching Sam for a little too long- she seemed comfortable in her stare, and it wasn’t anything Sam was at ease with.

Not that it looked any better for him to be staring back, almost challenging.  It wasn’t friendly, but normally- it would lead to the other woman being offended or confused- not the response he got.  Not the smirk.

It was taking everything he had not to start muttering in latin.  

Hopefully, she was just a witch.  Glancing to his daughter again, he made sure that the familiar necklace was hanging where it belonged.

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Alice followed his gaze, and smiled to the woman watching him. She was never sure when Sam was being paranoid (justifiably so) or actually picking up on something she hadn't. Either way being polite had yet to do her wrong and assuming it was horses and not zebras, a little smile could go a long way. 

Abra, unlike her parents, noticed no such thing. The twelve year old was leaning into her dad and pulling on his coat. Mostly because it was amusing but partly because she wanted to gooooo. Dances were sooo much more interesting on TV. Probably because people on TV had Epic Romance's and all the 12 year old boys in her school were gross. 

"I'll make your bed if we go home?" She'd nearly offered to clean her room, but then if she did she'd actually have to do it, and changing sheets took a lot less time and effort. "C'mooon."

Alice snorted again.

"It up to your dad, but if he says yes, I can hang out here and do the PTA politicking." Which wasn't much of an exaggeration. "One less chaperon wont kill them. Besides, I've been informed my accent is very charming and I can use that to my advantage."

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"Is that blood?!"

"I have a feeling if I try to say no.. you aren’t going to believe me." 

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Tony rolled his eyes when she started getting bossy, he honestly didn’t see what the big deal was. However he knew better than to argue with Alice and moved to sit down on the couch. “There? Happy now?” He was quite possibly acting like a child but he didn’t really seem to care. Though he wouldn’t ever admit it, he appreciated that she cared enough to want to take care of his wounds. 

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"Ecstatic." She produced her kit, and kneeled in front of him so she could get a good look at his face and the cuts. She didn't bother asking what had happened because while he might tell her,t here was a good chance her probably shouldn't and she didn't want to go inviting that kind of security risk. "Alright," she said gently. "This is going to sting a bit."