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time to work, time to play, time to relax // planecrash - ROSEMARY - 01-16-2021 [table][tr] [/td][td][div style="background:url(https://f2.toyhou.se/file/f2-toyhou-se/images/29111770_ubYLEwFh9z9yIY1.png); font-family: arial; background-size: cover; background-position: center; min-width: 200px; min-height: 450px;"] [td]
Rain tapped on the treehouse’s roof like little rat paws. On days like today—despite how common they were for the Typhoon’s tropical island home—the ocelot preferred to stay indoors away from the wet mess. She considered her treehouse a little island in the storm, a dry oasis above the waterlogged children and determined hunters. In her times of extreme isolation, the witch might spend entire weeks sequestered in her treehouse without even once setting paw on the land below. [/td][/tr][/table]As the ocelot stirred honey into her cup of tea, she decided today would be one of those days. Though she should be in the temple, bustling about with Roan's absence and herb supplies low, she wanted to stay here, in this little quiet place. The sage and chamomile tea was still warm, and she supposed she could finish, instead of letting the brewed tea go to waste. She sighed into a paw, tapped the spoon telekinetically against the cup, inhaled the delicate aroma, glanced at her Tarot card reading— The door squeaked open. The rain had faded down to a drizzle, but she heard thunder rumbling in the distance. Perhaps it was the wind? Or the door simply needed to be replaced, she supposed. Regardless, she'd experienced too coincidences of the door opening right before a visitor appeared, and so Rosemary frowned and supposed her tea wouldn't save her from social interaction. Her amber-orange eyes narrowed a tad suspiciously, but the witch knew a sign when she saw one. Rosemary sighed, forked tail flicking, and poured another cup of tea. Her smaller pair of eyes glanced at the Tarot cards, and she neatly slipped her personal reading back into the deck. When her visitor arrives, the door will be half-open. Rosemary telekinetically shuffled her Tarot deck and poured herself a refill of tea as she waited. [member=17335]planecrash.[/member] PEACEFALL peace comes at dawn, but yours comes at night
Re: time to work, time to play, time to relax // planecrash - planecrash. - 01-17-2021 Re: time to work, time to play, time to relax // planecrash - ROSEMARY - 01-28-2021 [table][tr] [/td][td][div style="background:url(https://f2.toyhou.se/file/f2-toyhou-se/images/29111770_ubYLEwFh9z9yIY1.png); font-family: arial; background-size: cover; background-position: center; min-width: 200px; min-height: 450px;"] [td]
The witch turned to face her visitor, her four eyes looking around him, but never quite directly at Planecrash’s eyes. She waved a paw, glancing at the open door, as she added, “You’re standing in the rain, letting the damp into my home, and you ask me about my magic? You should at least come in and dry off first.” She huffed and smirked with an amused twinkle in one of many eyes. [/td][/tr][/table]“It’s magic, of course. Not everyone has magic—I certainly don’t have all types of magic, either—but mine is interesting, isn’t it?” PEACEFALL peace comes at dawn, but yours comes at night
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