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phantasmalrift2018-05-05 06:31 pm
thoroff) wrote in phantasmalrift2018-05-05 06:31 pm
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Who: Wren (thoroff) and you!
What: Wren continues to be a responsible pegasus owner and settles into her new home in the annex.
When: April 23-April 30
Where: Keystone Annex and Keystone Shore
Warnings: None likely.
Stables / Shore — any day, morning
[The Fissure expedition, more specifically her inability to bring Catria along for it, put a serious dent in her exercise regime, so now that she's no longer exhausted to her core it's time to commit twice as hard. Every morning, as soon as she's properly awake, Wren heads down to the stables to take her black-winged steed out for a flight. She spends at least an hour each day swooping through the skies above the shoreline, and when she's not doing that, she's hovering closer to the earth, practicing her lance strikes or blasting parts of the landscape with lightning.
She would no doubt be thrilled to find a better training partner than thin air.]
Annex: Library — 23rd–30th, evening to early morning
[So guess who's pretty much moved into the library? This girl. She alternates between scouring the shelves for anything that catches her interest and burying her nose in and devouring the reading material at a vaguely alarming rate. While she gathers non-fiction books of all stripes, the most common themes are magic and wartime strategy. Most nights she doesn't even bother returning to her room, simply letting herself fall asleep in the lounge with a bunch of books scattered around her. This is totally fine, right?]
Annex: Roof — 27th, afternoon
[Having decided to actually relax for a moment today, Wren can be found soaking in the hot tub, wearing a bikini that quite honestly doesn't leave a ton to the imagination. The coat and boots (and inexplicable belts) have been left off to the side, though for whatever reason she's kept the gloves on.
The tub's not quite as nice as the hot springs she visited once, but there are also no voyeuristic merchants lurking about, so hey, you win some, you lose some. She certainly looks content enough all the same, leaning back with her eyes shut in a blissful expression that suggests she's pretty much lost to the world right now.]
Wildcard
[Need Wren for anything? Feel free to approach her any time you see her around the station, she'll be happy to listen, probably.]
thoroff) and you!What: Wren continues to be a responsible pegasus owner and settles into her new home in the annex.
When: April 23-April 30
Where: Keystone Annex and Keystone Shore
Warnings: None likely.
Stables / Shore — any day, morning
[The Fissure expedition, more specifically her inability to bring Catria along for it, put a serious dent in her exercise regime, so now that she's no longer exhausted to her core it's time to commit twice as hard. Every morning, as soon as she's properly awake, Wren heads down to the stables to take her black-winged steed out for a flight. She spends at least an hour each day swooping through the skies above the shoreline, and when she's not doing that, she's hovering closer to the earth, practicing her lance strikes or blasting parts of the landscape with lightning.
She would no doubt be thrilled to find a better training partner than thin air.]
Annex: Library — 23rd–30th, evening to early morning
[So guess who's pretty much moved into the library? This girl. She alternates between scouring the shelves for anything that catches her interest and burying her nose in and devouring the reading material at a vaguely alarming rate. While she gathers non-fiction books of all stripes, the most common themes are magic and wartime strategy. Most nights she doesn't even bother returning to her room, simply letting herself fall asleep in the lounge with a bunch of books scattered around her. This is totally fine, right?]
Annex: Roof — 27th, afternoon
[Having decided to actually relax for a moment today, Wren can be found soaking in the hot tub, wearing a bikini that quite honestly doesn't leave a ton to the imagination. The coat and boots (and inexplicable belts) have been left off to the side, though for whatever reason she's kept the gloves on.
The tub's not quite as nice as the hot springs she visited once, but there are also no voyeuristic merchants lurking about, so hey, you win some, you lose some. She certainly looks content enough all the same, leaning back with her eyes shut in a blissful expression that suggests she's pretty much lost to the world right now.]
Wildcard
[Need Wren for anything? Feel free to approach her any time you see her around the station, she'll be happy to listen, probably.]
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Usually it'd be the latter, but. There are all sorts of weird people here. So she'll. Assume the former, until proven otherwise. ]
Braille is a form of writing, using raised bumps in place of inked letters. Blind people can run their hands over the bumps to feel the letters, and read that way.
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looksound like she's joking?]Ah, okay. If I happen to find anything like that, I'll certainly let you know.
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Thanks.
Uh, my name's Maddie, by the way.
And the cat over there is Zel.
[ The cat sitting on the library table, whose eyes are still locked on Wren, meows. ]
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I'm Wren. Nice to meet you.