[sitting at a bench in the park(because that is totally the best place to study, yes), staring at a book appropriately titled 'How to Learn Italian for Dummies'.

Come bother him? Steal his book? Anything to get away from studying]

[filtered to Giotto, voice]

Um...P-Primo? C-Could I ask you something?

So, um... I... have a question.

Um.

Ummmm.

[About two minutes later.]

Howdoyouaskagirloutifyou'renotsureifshe'dliketogooutatallwithoutlookingstupid.

[After another pause.]

[Locked to Firo]

Um, I guess... I can do training whenever you'd like to. Um. Does. Does tomorrow sound okay? Is there anything.... anything I'd. Need to bring?

ATTENTION EVERYBODY. I HAVE AN IMPORTANT ANNOUNCEMENT REGARDING THIS PLACE.
From which I have concluded through hours and hours of research! Now, I'm not going to beat around the bush with this, and you may or may not believe me-- even I cannot believe me but..

THIS PLACE IS MAGICAL. I WILL REPEAT. MAGICAL.

NOW, I don't know how or why, but I still ( Read more... )

[There's a strange descent of peacefulness once night comes. It lays over the residents and takes them into a deep sleep. Soft sleep. Sweet sleep. A phantom walks the city, a smile to her features, while somewhere, her double sleeps deeply in a bed, wrapped in sheets and blankets ( Read more... )

[ Starfire has armfuls of flowers, beaming at the camera. ]

Everyone, please be joyous with me! Tomorrow is Texi'vychratk Day! I am making wreathes to place upon the heads of unhappy people so that all their unhappiness will be erased! If you would like me to make a wreath for you to give to an unhappy friend, please tell me!

[It's been a few days since Luke first got a very unpleasant look at a certain aspect of his world's future. There've been times, when he's been able to push it out of his mind, let himself be distracted. But then there are others, like right now, where the emotions are just too overwhelming, and in the end, he just has to do something to let it ( Read more... )

 [Anyone walking by Splendor City Park might see a certain hoodlum up to no good.  His seal's in one hand, and he devotes half of his attention to it, while the other half is focused on following a local.]

Anybody know why these guys hate us so much? ...And what's up with the bubbles? Are they like those weird flowers? Why's all the weird stuff here ( Read more... )

[Outside in the Golden District, you might see a familiar trail of blonde hair taied back in a hasty braid. Rapunzel is out and enjoying the sun. With her chalk. And drawing on the ground. Specifically, her progress is to sketch a familiar emblem, even if it's significance still eludes her in the back of her mind. She just recalls it featuring ( Read more... )

Mithos it doesn't have to be like--[ A boy in red stumbles in the center of the Gate Entrance. His clothes are slightly tattered, his face battered and a few subtle injuries peppering his body. Brown eyes dart to the left and right bewilderedly, as a gloved hand goes to wipe his mouth, a blue stone shining on the surface of the glove.

In both hands ( Read more... )

Wait... people are falling asleep from pricking themselves on flowers?

[ hm. ] In my world, there's a French story about a girl who falls asleep from pricking herself on a spindle. The story said she, ah, needed true love's kiss to wake up. Has... anyone tried that? [ totally blushing now. just a little. ]