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"i made french toast or attempted to, at least.” alice smiled faintly as she set down a plate before her sister. “it’s been a while since i actually cooked breakfast for someone.” always on the move even now, alice rarely bothered to settle down and cook herself a proper meal. now that she had someone else in her life, however, her priorities had changed drastically. lizzie was the most important thing now, and alice was doing everything she could to make her feel at ease, at home. “i hope it’s to your liking, still.”
@hcavyhearted liked for a starter from Bigby!
He did a quick knock on her office door before entering. And before he had entered he made sure to finish off his cigarette, he knew better than to smoke in her office. “Wanted to see him?” God, he hoped whatever she wanted him to do didn’t involve some wild goose chase. Bigby wasn’t exactly in the mood for running around their little community for nothing. It was hard enough trying to help keep everyone in line and not try to kill one another.
@hcavyhearted like for a starter from Booker!
“Here, eat up,” he told her as he handed her a can of food. It was all he had managed to find in one of the run-down buildings. Thankfully the people that had been in there before also left some water. Not much but it was better than whiskey. Sitting down next to her, Booker began to eat his own “meal” as he took in their surroundings once more. He was certain he had found them a good place to hide for the time being. He was even debating on telling Elizabeth to get some rest. With this being a good location and him not knowing when they would come across some cover next, it would be in their best interest to get some rest before then.
@hcavyhearted || christine & elizabeth
“I’m sorry--” she blushed, slipping off her ballet slippers, standing quickly as she looked up at the young woman in the entrance to the foyer de la danse.
“I was a little distracted. Can I help you?”
requested a muse & got Hercules | @hcavyhearted
“Meg! Hi - HI!” Oh boy, that was loud. Could his feelings for her be any more obvious? Of course, they couldn’t, Hercules thought to himself, ready to hit himself on the forehead for his foolishness in even thinking she could be interested in him. She was probably just there because he had saved her back then, wasn’t she? A token of kindness, not… something more. But how he felt that something more whenever he looked at her, whenever he thought of her, and he recalled their conversation and the mentioning of weak ankles. He wouldn’t have noticed anything of the sort - any mistakes in her form whatsoever. Instead, the concept seemed to rub off on him, as the clumsy Demi-God took a step forward and tripped over his own two feet. How fortunate that he was strong and swift enough to catch himself in time ( although the stumbling part could not have gone unnoticed ).
“So uhm, how - how are you? I haven’t seen you in a while.” ( and I missed you ).
The sound of a familiar voice caused the dragonling to stir. It took her a moment before her mix-matched eyes finally opened to the sight of her mother looking into the little fort of blankets. Yawning Emily slowly pulled herself up from the pile of pillows and books she’d been sleeping upon. “Hi mom...what time is it?” Last she remembered she’d hidden away in her fort sometime before dinner (which by the sound of her stomach she hand’t been around to eat). She’d only been reading for a few minutes or so before she felt tired and ended up falling asleep instead.
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