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Walking home (for Garak)
The walk back to Bohemia was pleasant, the night air thick with the scent of tropical blossoms and salt water. I was, I felt, at an unusual disadvantage--conversation with Garak was always interesitng, but when I said that he could have been a Persian, it meant he generally engaged in a multi-layered method of conversing in which I was dreadfully ( Read more... ) -
Permanent Plotting Post
What this meme is all about is expanding on that, to better create a personal history that you can then use to better build personal development. To paraphrase Lindsay, "it's not intended to be a way of avoiding/handwaving actual threads but rather a way of kickstarting them and getting a better idea of where our characters stand with each other. ( Read more... ) -
The lonely ones.
When I first arrived on the island, I had spent several months sleeping underneath a chair in the compound. People had come and gone around me, and I, for the most part, had been unable to make out their words or understand the motive of their journeying. Bu there had at least been people ( Read more... ) -
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It had been several days now that Mimi had not been feeling well. I had seen it before, but it worried me, the way her skin had grown dull and her energy flagged. This evening I had been dancing, and then had gone to the compound to fetch food to bring back for both of us for dinner ( Read more... )