#c:echo

[snow-calypso]

Wanted to draw this with the two of them

[adrianafontaine]

“You look like you could use some fun in your life,” Adriana told Echo as she sat down beside her and looked at her from over the top of her water bottle. She hadn’t seen Echo in a while, but she was glad they had this time to see each other.

Adriana chewed her lip a moment. “I don’t claim to know what the fun is, but we can find something. I need a new adventure.” Sure the games and a new batch of tributes were an adventure, but that wasn’t the kind of adventure she wanted to have. “You know before things get real around here. What do you think?”

@echohuxley​

[adrianafontaine]

Adriana took a deep breath as she kind of walked aimlessly around hoping to find a familiar face. Why she wanted to go to a party full of people she wasn’t sure, but here she was. Honestly, part of it probably was so she could tell her friends back home she had been to a Capitol party, but it was mostly about the games and Sponsors looking for something. Still there was music, food, and people dancing, so why wasn’t it much fun?

Somehow it felt like there was only one face that was semi-familiar in the crowd. Adriana knew she could make it work. “Echo!” She said happily as she walked up to the District Three Victor. “Adriana,” she said quickly introducing herself because she wasn’t sure if they had been properly introduced. “Please adopt me as your very cute wing man, well woman, because I am completely lost, pretty please?”

@echohuxley​

[cashmerelepointe]

@echohuxley​

"I see your girl is still alive...” Cashmere pointed out as she dropped into a chair next to Echo. Then again, she figured they had all knew it was coming. You didn’t just get an eleven in training without being able to do something. Still, she had hoped her own tributes would be there still. They were down to only a small handful of kids. Eight last she knew. The games were almost over. Two thirds were gone.

“I don’t suppose it’s very Mentor like to say I just want junk food, a blanket, and to sleep?”

[evangelincs]

[ @echostclair liked for a nola starter ]

      “alright!” evangeline announced to the group that had joined her on the portkey to new orleans, louisiana, where they were now in the french quarter. “stay in your pairs, do not go past barracks street except go to frenchmen street. head down to decatur to go to café du monde and jackson square, st. peter for preservation hall, bourbon for marie laveau’s house of voodoo, to canal to jump on the streetcar to the garden district. feel free to stay with me if you’d like! go ahead! behave yourselves, i’ll know if you don’t, i’ve got eyes all over the quarter and the garden district.” as the group dispersed, eva noticed that one witch stayed. “staying with me then, darling? i’m probably going to head to the garden district to visit some family in lafayette number 1 before i come back and do a quick pub crawl -- technically it’s not legal here, bur i’ve got some friends around. interested?”

[rothkindfr]

Since I am overhauling some old Dragons. Here is a doodle of Yoshikuni. I can’t remember when I drew her the last time but boy I love her looks now.

She is such a messy dragon but still gorgeous. She used to be a Fae originating from a water clan. Abandoned for her blindness that was a hurdle to the wandering water clan, Yoshikuni stumbled across a small plague clan soon that would take her in. 

She grew incredible strong despite her lack of sight and takes care of a gigantic flock of Death/Storm Seeker. This made her turn into a powerful warrior and hunter to both. She has a mate in a different waterclan. she also has a Daughter, a young mirror named Echo who lives with her, and she is fiercely protective off.

[juleskins]

Eu não estou bêbada, Echo. Na verdade eu não fico bêbada tem umas três semanas. Não tem problema nenhum deixar Tams comigo, agora é bem seguro.

[theaidenbrady]

@echo-storm It was close to three in the morning but Aiden had lost track of time about two hours ago, maybe even longer than that. He had also lost count of all the drinks he had downed hours ago, and barely had control of himself. His sense of responsibility luckily worked well enough to ask for a cab to take him back to the Twin Oaks, but he had no plans of getting home just yet. Instead of heading to his own apartment, Aiden found himself one floor below, knocking almost desperately on Echo's door as if he were the only one living in that apartment. He didn't even care about him having roommates, or them listening, blame the booze in his system.