#iamlanguage

[muirislandresearch]

[[ also, idk why i even signed on bc i'm so tired, but i know i owe replies to a bunch of people, especially iamlanguage and takepryde. they will be responded to soon, i promise ]]

[fangedfirecracker]

((prose responses in the morning. I owe winterredemption, iamlanguage, and spatiotemporal-librarian.))

[aroguedeviation]

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[fangedfirecracker]

iamlanguage: Funny how much difference one little letter can make.

I prefer to think they were asking me if I would drink the blood of some wacky anime character or something. It's easier that way.

[muirislandresearch]

iamlanguage

"As I live and breathe, Douglas Ramsey," Moira spoke, looking up from her work.  Reaching up, she pushed her glasses up the bridge of her nose, offering the young man a smile.  

She hooked a finger through the handle of the teacup just to the right of her notebook and took a ginger sip.  Wincing against the heat of it, she stood away from the desk.  

"It's good t' see ye, lad." 

[fangedfirecracker]

+ iamlanguage

She really wasn't looking to run into anyone else she knew, not for the next couple of days at least. She was still pretty shaken up by the whole ordeal with being used by the Shadow King and after everything that happened, she just had to get off campus for a bit. In her mind she knew how out of sorts she looked; she didn't need a reflection to tell her that. So when she saw a familiar looking blonde walking her way, her immediate instinct was to turn and head in the opposite direction. Funny, given her new found vampiric speed, she wasn't quite fast enough to not be noticed. Curse her unique sense of fashion.

"Uh, hey Doug."