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нσяѕємєи / MV / SS
Joined January 2016
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“𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧. 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.”
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What’s the point of a date if not escorted?
would she like to be escorted?
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Well, she’ll be blushing and waiting for him.
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#BasigathMasked Definitely out of her normally apparel but happy she opted to attend. Now, where is the wine?
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She’s decided to dress up for this Halloween season? A singer perhaps?
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She enjoyed his company. It was rather strange having him around so often; he had become something of a shadow, always seeming to be nearby. Though she supposed it was mostly due to Sawyer being out of commission at the moment. Right? ‘I’d say navy blue?’ She suggested, tilting-
already, her mood seemed to have worked right up. he couldn’t help but smile with her. Sawyer would be so proud of him. he considered her question, his mind coming up blank. his eyes wandered their surroundings, seeking out inspiration. …
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Her head thoughtfully. ‘Perhaps a gold or black mask? Something to help bring out your eyes.’
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She gave a quiet giggle, nodding along to his words before raising a curious brow. ‘Does that mean we must match? What is the colour scheme? Only certain colours flatter me, you see.’ Her hands moved swiftly as she signed, her thoughts spilling through her gestures-
eyebrows raising, he all but jumped on the spot that she had agreed so easily. the two had spent days in the dark, using the other as a crutch for their crippling worries. He knew Sawyer would do anything to cheer Jesinia’s spirits, and he’d promised himself he would step-
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faster than she could perhaps organise them. She hardly expected a proper answer, merely enjoying the opportunity to express herself. For once, a genuine smile and a sense of purpose to her since the mystery. ‘You needn’t worry about what you wear. Just tell me the colors,-
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and I’ll provide you with a matching tie and mask.’ She finished with a pleased little smile, already imagining the possibilities.
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She stared at him, gazing into his eyes as she took in the emotions he’d been fighting back. She sadly knew exactly what he was going through and it killed her, broke her heart into pieces. However, she knew they were not allowed to see the rider, though was thankful for-
his heart thundered within his chest, like a caged animal fighting to break free. As much as he’d like to say the hug was mostly for the Scribe’s benefit, it was also quite soothing for him to have someone in his grasp that was experiencing the same crippling anxiety over the-
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each day she read the death toll and Sawyer’s name was not on it. ‘Let’s go back to Sawyer’s room, I can make us some tea and we can help clean his stuff to stay busy? I can do some organizing of his homework so he doesn’t fall behind?’ She finally suggested through signs. A-
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place of comfort for both of them, while she brought a small hand up to carefully wipe the small residue of the tear the leather jacket couldn’t get off.
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Her gaze lingered on his hands as she took a moment to process his question, considering her answer carefully. Jesinia hadn’t intended to attend the ball, not with everything happening with Sawyer. However, she also knew just how hard Ridoc had been working to bring the-
he nods, a simple list of his personal favourites mentally forming. he hesitates, scratching behind his ear. ‘since Sawyer is still in the infirmary, I figured I could take you. Platonically, of course.’ his signs are as awkward as the question.
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event together, and she didn’t want to dismiss the effort he had put into it. A small smile tugged at her lips as she finally responded, her hands moving to convey her answer. ‘I would love that, actually.’
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‘Give me a list of certain desserts and starters you may want.’ She signs, a warm smile to her lips before tilting her head. ‘What about it?’
‘That would be great, Jes!’ … ‘about the event… I’ve been meaning to ask you something-‘
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“@gamlynpride, I can prepare some baked goods for the Gala if you need!”
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A warm smile grows to her features, giving a faint wave. ‘How are you today?’
sliding around to face who it is. . . his face immediately lighting up into a warm smile when he sees Jesinia and signs. “ Hi. .”
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