“Next time you provoke Alfred I will not be held responsible for the bloodshed which may inevitably ensue.”
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“Next time you provoke Alfred I will not be held responsible for the bloodshed which may inevitably ensue.”
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☂ :Storms or clear skies?
Clear skies. Alvin doesn’t mind the occasional thunderstorm if he’s inside and doesn’t have to be working that day, but he’s spent enough time slogging around in the rain and sleeping outside that he just doesn’t want to deal with it if he doesn’t have to. Grey and misty isn’t bad, but he doesn’t like spending the whole day being wet.
☁ :Describe how they would spend a stormy, overcast/rainy day.
Alvin has spent far, far too many of these days out on the road, hunched up and trying to stay dry. Given his choice, he’d much rather be inside, drying off by a fire, with something hot to drink and people to talk with or letters to write. A rainy day is a slow day for him, and he doesn’t have too many of those. He might not even really know what to do with himself after the first few hours, if he weren’t working.
☆ :Would they ever wish upon a falling star? If so, what would they wish?
Alvin is struck by the wonder that goes along with a falling star, just like everyone else. There’s a nameless little ache that goes along with that, that if he were forced to describe, might be to the tune of I wish this all turns out right. But the way his life has turned out, he doesn’t actively wish for things any more. He’s too much of a realist. It’s a tossup whether that’s because he believes he doesn’t deserve wishes, or whether he believes wishes don’t come true on their own.
"Julius..? Anyway,that pie did not have tomato i lied im(not) sorry it got eggplants~"
“Uh oh~” -eats more-
spyritesengineer
“Thanks for helping us out.”
spyritesengineer replied to your post:
"Can you fetch a paper back in the fortress for me? It`s on the 13 level.I texted Mary about it,she will give it to you once you arrive.It means a lot thank you~"
"Sure, I don't mind. I'll be right there." I wonder what he's up to this time.
OH MY NERIFES! YOUR BIRTHDAY!! HAPPY BIRTHDAY *Kongman hug style*
((*Riki has turned into a pancake*
But no seriously, thanks~! ^^))