#kelmar

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Blue Agapanthus - A blue agapanthus flowering in the walled garden at Kelmarsh Hall and Gardens. https://flic.kr/p/2gAWw7D

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⁈⁈⁈⁈⁈⁈⁈⁈⁈⁈ DEADWOOD, SHEEPDOGE, TACOS AND CALAMARI, DANDELIONS, WILTED ROSES, PERSIAN ROYALTY, DUCK HUNTER, NEON HEARTS, LUCKY SEVENS, AND SCIENCE AND MEDICINE

Okiind: yes hell(:u:) what d(:u:) y(:u:)u need lavii?

Lakira: lookin for somethin?

Kelmar: we're not breakin another oven tak -c-hill for a se-c-

Crisna: dun w☮rry i still g☮t tha part ah m'legs

Pteron: > High pitched bat squeaks

Vrusal: > Heavy eyebrow waggling wow

Romlan: > Raise an eyebrow whats the lil guy tryna get at

Lapinn: > VERY INTENSE EYEBROW WIGGLING

Joltuc: > Nervous sweating oh jeez whats he want

Yendel: Nyedem y'm trYyng to do a scyence hold on a second jeez.

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You take such joy in pretending you're OK ( for tira and shrunt tira and vrusal and tacos and calamari)

...im not okay though i n•v•r said i was i thought you notic•d

Oh please tira, I'm totally fine! Seeeaa

Water you talkin aboat tak? Im fine! Totally perfe-c-tly...fine....

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who's the most generous troll? the most selfish troll?

9. Who's the most generous troll?

Kelmar

10. The most selfish troll?

mmm

Metrac

[talesofkelmar-blog]

Trust me, It'll work.

“Trust me,” She had told him as the steam puffed from his back at an erratic pace, “It’ll work,” she had said with a grin, pulling from the toolbox that lay beside her, a pair of pliers. Perry had come home that day with more battle-scars from the docks he worked at. Dings and dents and scratches were a normal thing, easy to remove. But this time his arm had been pulled straight from the socket. Grey optics stared at his friend as she worked.

Maggie was no mechanic, she was a baker. She looked like she was a baker too with her blue dress still splattered with flour and various other materials from her work. Her brown hair still pulled up into a bun to keep it out of the way. He liked the way she looked, even if he didn’t know if she was attractive by human and Animal-Folk standards. “Maggie, are you sure you know what you’re doing?” He asked nervously, flinching as she pinched one of the pain receptors by accident. Even through her reassurance that she wasn’t going to do any harm, he couldn’t help but to feel  a slight bit apprehensive as she didn’t know anything about his anatomy or-

His thoughts were cut short as she stopped, a look of shock crossing her face. “Is something wrong?” He asked, looking down at the empty socket where his arm used to be. A short trip down to the local mechanic and a hurried explanation on how exactly she managed to completely detach his arm with only a pair of pliers and her hands, they reached the decision that Maggie was never to try and fix him by herself again.