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Well, aren't you a little gum drop? Quite the head on your shoulders, hmm?

[Holy Cowtails, this guy was tall!—And with a color palette that pretty much was the opposite of her own. Squinting slightly to look up at him, the petite racer gave off a light laugh at said candy-themed name. But his second question had her raising a brow.]

[Did he mean that in a good way, or bad? Being a child, she takes it as the later.]

An’ quite the chin on yours, mister.

[changeyerfate]

((Heavens to betsy, you are FANTASTIC, oh my goodness. I just love reading your stuff!))

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Oh my gosh, what a compliment! I wasn’t expecting to come back online to see this - you are fantastic, I love reading your things too! So to hear that from you made me fangirl so much! Thank you!~))

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countcontrolfreak replied to your post: {ooc: and I’m awake! Oops overslept till 11am… I...

OOC: What is this “bed” and going to bed “early” you speak of?

OOC: Something I don't believe I've done in about eight years? XD I thought they would come back into fashion but it seems not.

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Having come across this castle that she knew instantly wasn’t her home Merida was trying her best to figure out just where it was. She was just too curious for her own good and naturally wanted to explore and make an adventure out of this.

The redhead moved her hand to her neck, rubbing and scratching on the freckled pale skin as she glanced around the castle she had entered without permission. Merida hadn’t actually had to ask permission to enter a castle before – she had been too used to being well known – in Scotland, but this wasn’t Scotland. Merida knew to be cautious though; her hand tightened around the wooden bow that she always carried with her.

Her blue eyes glanced down at the bow, the scorched burn marks on the carvings because her mother had coldly thrown the bow into the open fire when the two had been arguing. Merida pushed the thoughts from the back of her mind, blowing red curls from her face as she glanced around the castle taking the decorations and how it was laid out. This was nothing like where she lived…

Dun’broch’s castle was far more open planned than this, at least in Merida’s opinion. “Hullo?” Merida called out, trying her best to see if she could find someone to explain where she was… because trying to figure this out by herself wasn’t going too well. Still her hand gripped her bow, her arrows still in her quiver. She would do whatever she could to protect herself – but she had yet to feel danger. "Is anyone aroond?"

Eh, it wasn’t like Mor’du was around to threaten her anymore after her mother had managed to kill him whilst defending Merida. Oh how that could have been so different. Merida had promised though – no more death defying situations.

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mah homies,

Had a blast with countcontrolfreak, haweeweebound and backpackingexplorer on Skype chat. You guys are so precious. We need to do that again! But for now, time for me to hit the hay. I've got school tomorrow, bleh.