silent-yet-volatile replied to your post:whenadasmiles replied to your post:Elliot you and...
Leo is conflicted about that thought because master.
Elliot is just being a tsundere dork who can't admit he would be okay with it.

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silent-yet-volatile replied to your post:whenadasmiles replied to your post:Elliot you and...
Leo is conflicted about that thought because master.
Elliot is just being a tsundere dork who can't admit he would be okay with it.
❧ It was early, maybe to early but the young Poe couldn't sleep. She had been up and down the halls fetching tea for herself due to the maids just now arriving in the morn. The sun hadn't even golden the lawns with it's morning rays and it was still dark out, but yet she was still up. It was when the door was knocked on did she get from where she was in the sitting room and place her tray of tea down near a book just to go open the door. When she did she was face to face with a rather odd stranger. Blinking she gave a small curtsy and smile. "Morning." Maybe there was a small meeting she had forgotten about and that's why she couldn't sleep? Who knows.
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A yawn escaped the boys mouth as the carriage came to halt. He could hear the horses outside neighing and a few other voices he could easily recognize.
His temper had gone down some after his several run ins with the Vessailus girl. The ride home seemed to do the trick, and now it seemed he was ready for a nap. Elliot tucked his books under his arm as the door to the carriage opened.
The sun met his eyes as he stepped out, his valet following close behind with books of his own (preferably a little more he borrowed from the library).
Blue eyes locked onto the one standing there by the gate, "What are you doing out here?"
silent-yet-volatile, nightrayassassin
ღ;; Looks like Snowdrop and Dinah had both gone running off around the Academy yet again.. Ahh, the blonde prefect could only hope that neither of them were causing any hassle to her fellow peers, or worse--- to the teachers. A tiny squeal escaped her lips as she fretted over what might happen if the teachers were to be disturbed by one of the tiny creatures, and what sort of punishments she might face on their behalf. She absolutely wanted to avoid any scenarios that involved her getting into any trouble (after all, what sort of inspiration would she be as prefect if that were to happen?) by finding the mischievous kittens as soon as possible. So it was just her luck that she found one of her classmates roaming the hallways. Calling out to them, Ada raised her voice slightly so that she could be heard, "U-Um, I don't suppose you've seen Dinah or Snowdrop anywhere..?"
5 little birds singing
The ebony young male settled himself down in front of his easel with a sigh that was unusually contented for him. He had found some spare time away from his work and had decided to do a bit of painting before he had to do anything else. He picked up his paint brush lavishing his canvas with such attention that he hardly notice the other enter the room.
pion-de-lunettes / one-final-letter / silent-yet-volatile / ducissarosis / protegeant
Sneaking out in the middle of the night, taking a seat under one of the trees, there was something lovely about sitting out under the stars. The thing about night time was that there was no one around to disturb you; you had absolute freedom to do and to be anything you wanted. It was quite a peaceful change from everyday life.
So here he would sit for the next little while. Wouldn't be surprising if he actually fell asleep out here, that had happened a few-
Oh? Was someone there? How unfortunate, not to mention a little creepy. And here he was without his sword, hm. "Is something out there?"
silent-yet-volatile said: //not to ask a stupid question but who’s Celia? xD
[ Celia was the original contractor for Humpty Dumpty and a Baskerville who lived and served beneath Oswald one hundred years ago. We see perhaps one panel of her? But learn next to nothing concerning her character... So it's perfectly normal to ask who she is. xD ]