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Restricted post, I like keeping my story highlights where I can see them.
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~August 19th, 2015, a desert somewhere in the Western US~ Maria sat in silence as the plane crossed state lines, thousands of feet in the air.  No one had spoken to her since she started the journey. That suited her just fine, she had to check her emotions and show no ( Read more... )

~1650, Undisclosed location~The horse had fallen, she had taken its remaining life as an unpalatable last resort.  The others were gone.  Most of them had been combatants, front line fighters, taking some down in words of power, blood and fire.  Those were the first to die ( Read more... )

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"What were you interested in?"
"Being more than an observer."
"You wanted to be seen."
"Not just seen. I wanted to be significant."

~March 10th, 2015~She glanced into the mirror in her chamber.  The past week had left her with a certain tired air she could see even through her features would always remain locked in youth.  But it had been worth it.  A ( Read more... )

~September 29th~

"I can not abide falling back to square one." -House of Cards

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Maria's stomach turned when she saw the Message Glass's post title. She knew what the title alone implied.  Lazaro had fallen to a Sabbat incursion.

She threw her goblet against the wall, ignoring the sound of shattering and the spray of glass.  She'd been ( Read more... )

OOC:  Clearly this is IC fiction.  For ooc enjoyment only, and not to be used IC for those playing along.

”Power is a lot like real estate. It’s all about location, location, location. The closer you are to the source, the higher your property value.”
~February 17th, 2014~
There was always a certain feeling of dread at being summoned to a sitting ( Read more... )

  It's been over a year since I've used this for anything of substance.  Most of my friends no longer use this either ( Read more... )

This was my first time running a convention game as a lead.  Normally I'd have asked Luke to be there to help me out, but for various reasons that was no longer a possibility.  I got Donald to take the second job, but about two weeks before the con he had things come up and had to back out.  While I wasn't mad at him given his reasons, I had a few ( Read more... )

So I tried to make steak last night. I had a nice iron skillet and everything, instructions and spices and a beautiful slab of meat I had to divide in two. First half's sizzling away, everything's looking good....

And then the fire alarm goes off. Justin wakes up cranky, shuts it off, and then enlightens me to the fact the den and living room are ( Read more... )