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Hereâs another teeny tiny journal! Workshop is November 6 and the link is in the bio. @swcraftconnection #letsdothistogether #makestuffbehappy #artjournal (at Albuquerque, New Mexico) https://www.instagram.com/p/CVZCZkAA2z3/?utm_medium=tumblr
To be real is mandatory in each humans life. Some true story are like, "They say to join their group free of cost anytime, but they don't accept our request for joining them. When we can see their active status visibly even now or ever after. Our request still remain in pending." Have you ever across such like this????
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{~â~} Â Levi has no idea who the chocolate heart was from, or who spoke like that to him. Though he really has no real drive to find out who it is either. It is just a candy heart after all. Itâs not like itâs a knife or a mallet. Which most would throw at him, so whatâs the big deal?
   Apparently, telling Isabel about it...was the big deal...how she flew off the handle like that.Â
   âIsabel. Calm down. Itâs just chocolate, itâs not like they were trying to kill me.â
 He takes his tea cup and takes a sip from it, letting the heated liquid calm him before he looks over at the still fuming red head. Knowing she wonât stop until sheâs gotten it out of her system. Though he probably would do the same, just not as openly as she is doing it. He would hunt them down himself and shove the chocolate down their throat for even saying anything cross to his sister before making sure they wouldnât get a chance to do it again.Â
             Still, it happened to him, and heâs not making a big deal of it.Â
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God, if Vanderwood brought him to one more weird ass place, he was going to scream. Well, it really was his own fault. If he just did his work at home like he was supposed to, he wouldnât gave to get locked up somewhere like this.Â
Again.Â
After working for a good four hours, he decided to take a break while his handler was away. Just a little walk to stretch his legs and rest his mind. No harm, right?Â
Walking through the streets, Lucielâs lips pulled down into a frown. What the hell kind of a place was he in? Being this far underground was stupid, why would he be brought here? Letting out a sigh, he closed his eyes for a moment, only to be bumped into.Â
âEh, hey, hey. Whatâs the rush?âÂ
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âIâm not lying⊠kind of⊠I have my moments, okay?â
âYeah, moments. Like âonce-a-month-if-weâre-luckyâ moments.â
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âSo, letâs see about those mapsâŠâ Taking several parchments out, she wanted to see which ones could suit the kid.
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{~â~} Â Holding the young girl close, Levi doesnât move even as she seems to have snapped back to reality. Though his grip on her seems to tighten around her form, as if he is now the barrier of anything that might crawl out from the darkness to assault her. The fear on her face had been enough to spurn him into moving fast enough to get to her.
   âYou were trapped in a nightmare. You werenât breathing. What was it this time?âÂ
 He doesnât release her, letting his hands gently caress her back as the other one moves through the mop of red hair that is mussed from tossing and turning. Lips pressed to the top of her head, trying to keep her in a mind set of comfort.Â
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{~â~} Â A flat expression stays on Leviâs face as he watches Isabel rant at him. She is an easy target for people to taunt and ridicule her because sheâs so open, holding a childlike and friendly countenance so people pick her out as one who appears to be an easy target. Something he found increasingly irritating, but not toward Isabel, sheâs not doing anything wrong. Itâs everyone else that pounces on his last nerve.Â
 The last group of individuals that dared to hurt and mock Isabel ended up not being heard from again, but he canât be so harsh in his repercussions. Especially since theyâre suppose to be soldiers in the corps. One might think that soldiers have a better  grasp on maturity, but apparently not.Â
 Taking a deep breath, he sits the tea cup down before sitting back and crossing his leg over the other. Watching a few soldiers pass by, his hawk like gaze sharp as ever and seeing a few of them still sneering in their general direction.Â
   âYou should have expected some kind of response from the other recruits who had to work hard and study to get where they are. We got in on a fluke, they arenât going to look kindly on that. A lot of them will resent you, and even try to make your life a living hell. Itâs nothing weâre not use too. Youâre going to have to get a thicker skin if weâre going to be here Isabel.âÂ
 His eyes land back at the girl, her pout prominent on her lips. Finding the urge to hunt down the immature slackers that were throwing things at her and make sure they know why itâs a bad idea not to pick on her. Taking a calming breath he reaches his hand out and gently places it on her head, gently ruffling the mop on top of her head.Â
   âDo you remember who they are?â
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