Sebestian of Spain @sebestianofspain - Tumblr Blog

Greetings, friends.

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Never before had she found herself roped so far into proving herself to another. The helpless game she had begun with a new friend had seemed to turn into a challenge of dares. But Rose had always been one for challenges. "You want me to kiss him? she questioned the young women. Her eyebrow raised slightly as she pursed her lips in thought. "Fine." Making her way over toward the man, rather determined, Rose wrapped her arms around his neck before pressing her lips against his.

Sebestian was taken aback. He was shocked and staying calm was difficult considering he had not been exposed to such a direct act of affection before. The young man stood there still, only his arms moving slightly as they remained at his sides, dangling. He'd heard the conversation between the woman and her companions- he knew he was nothing more than a guinea pig for a dare.

Bringing himself back to conscious thought, he stepped back from the young woman, cleared his throat, bowed his head and turned away. "Err, thanks for the kiss?"

Little Gael Gallalina decided to give the handsome gentleman a kiss on the cheek. She didn't much know him, but it didn't matter. Gael decided to pull up a chair next to the guy. Climbing atop the the wooden platform she leaned over and gently placed a kiss on the male's cheek.

"I do not know what that was for, young lady but nonetheless I thank you." Sebestian said, smiling at Gael in a friendly manner.

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Kiss my muse and see how they react.

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what's wrong with spain?

"Spain is not at all magical or mysterious. Normality tends to bore me if I am exposed to it for too long."

How's Narnia so far?

"Narnia is fantastic!" Sebestian exclaimed. "So much better than Spain."

Ooc: mother keeps turning my internet off. :( Will be around more in the summer which starts in 6 days time!

OOC: almost done with exams and stuff so I should be back permanently soon.

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The lord groaned, his forehead lined with sweat despite the snow surrounding the area. “This is boring. Can I go now?”

“No,” Moonwood the Hare whispered, though her tone was strident. Her giant ears flopped over themselves, and she fumbled with them, tightening the cloth that kept them close....

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"Chop wood? For what?" Sebestian questioned.

Not much had happened since meeting Miraz. Sebestian had stayed at home with his mother helping out around the cottage that they lived in together. Miraz had not been present in quite a while.

Sebestian took hold of an axe and looked in the direction of the wood that Restimar was chopping.