#dpdesoto

[ohlook-youreheretoo-blog]

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[a--touch--of--destiny-blog]

[not-a-princess-anymore]

OOC

Watched Boondock Saints last night and now I wanna play with Roscoe and Desoto!

[our-people-are-dying-blog]

OOC:

I'm awake! Time to catch up on paras!

[a--touch--of--destiny-blog]

[a--touch--of--destiny-blog]

Sooooo... the computer works again. And I'll be on for good today in about 2 hours. 

Sorry to everyone I left hanging!

[a--touch--of--destiny-blog]

Desoto!

ooc: I saw you on the dash! My play is done and I won't disappear on you again! Let's go, go, go!

[a--touch--of--destiny-blog]

@ Desoto

Tia was sitting inside her room, lights off, window open, and candles lit. Sitting in the middle of her room, she held her new scrying crystal in her hands. She was trying to get familiar with her gift from Mittens, getting to know it and letting it get to know her energy so it would work efficiently for future use. 

But it was becoming increasingly difficult to concentrate. If it wasn't a door slamming down the hall it was a loud voice coming from upstairs. Finally, after countless attempts, she gave up as the sound of feet walking under her window broke her last string of concentration.

Sighing, she went to close her window when she saw what had to be the outline of an adult going across the yard. 

"You one of de teachas?" She called.