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Posted: Sun Nov 27, 2016 9:39 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2016 6:00 pm
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Posted: Sun Dec 11, 2016 6:10 pm
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Posted: Sat Dec 17, 2016 7:50 pm
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Nasir blinked, eyes widening behind his glasses and he rapidly shook his head no to reassure her that no one had tried anything and that he was, so far as he knew, safe. "No no no, it's-" His voice dropped. "No one kidnapped me or anything, unless you mean that I'm not getting much sleep? I keep dreaming about it but I've not been there in person ...
"... and, I, ah ..." He shuffled on his feet, unclipping and clipping a hair pin in his hair. "I saw out of the eyes of a squirrel? A flying squirrel, actually."
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Posted: Mon Dec 19, 2016 10:02 pm
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He got a look of extreme sympathy, "This side of things, magic comes a bit harder. When you borrow their eyes, it's not hard to do once you've got that bond in full, bit it's hard on you. I know a place you can go, though, where it'll be easy as breathing." Pausing a moment, she added with a firm pat on his shoulder, "Stock up on ibuprofen when it's on sale, hun."
Letting go, America moved to the back door and opened it a crack. After a moment or two, a familiar bluejay, so often seen around this block, flew in. "This is Mr. Bitterberry." At the introduction, the bird makes a small noise of surprise and then changes course toward Nasir, who quite possibly was one of the reasons the jay was particularly...rotund.
"He and I share a bond, some folks call him a familiar and some call me a warg. Started out the same as you, hun, though the little gifts is thing is different and goshdarn cute as ********, gotta say."
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Posted: Mon Dec 26, 2016 6:47 pm
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"Things've gotten weird lately," America agreed, "which I guess is saying something, for sure."
Nasir getting blushy and adorable is honestly just too ******** cute to resist, so she can't help but reach over and fluff up his hair. "Oh my ********' gosh, you're so sweet. I think you and your friend are gonna be a good match for sure."
Turning a bit more serious, she adds, "I don't think he's gonna be going anywhere, so coax him out best as you can and I want you to promise you won't be driving or even riding a bike 'til you've bonded in full, okay?"
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Posted: Tue Dec 27, 2016 7:39 pm
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