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((Guess I'm waiting for Dragonbane, who gave up on me. Blech, some store stocked expired milk and I bought it... again. After being refunded for that once already. *sobs* I want milk!))

((I live! My move was a success, though it took some determination to buy a cable modem and set myself up with a connection. I am now entirely independant and am eating your bandwidth with my 4 Megs a second. Now for my much belated post. Do pardon me, Lilac. I love you more for your patience ...

The inn was rather busy in the dining area. Guests were constantly asking for drinks from the only waitress, a fifteen-year-old girl who looked like she had been born doing this. She carried six plates on her arms now, and neatly set them on the table. After this, she pulled napkins and silverware ...

That's right, I'm moving out of my parents' home. Its weird. I should be leaving tomorrow night. But this won't affect my light attendance of PPT much. The library will still be open in the daytime and I can still go there. When I get my own connection, it will be less of a hassle and I'll be ...

This isn't the ordinary corny movie, yes. As for the book, I am quite absorbed in it now. The book is always better than the movie. Try reading Jurassic Park. It wasn't the movie that gave me nightmares as a kid, it was the book.

Some of you might have a certain movie starring a certain some one. Now, I won't spoil spoil it, just trying to see how many people understand I'm talking about Secret Window starring Johnny Depp. Oh wait, I just said what I'm talking about. Seriously. Stop reading if you don't want me to spoil it ...

I'm going to be homeless for Halloween. The clothing is actually easy to find. I'll put a paper bag around a glass Sobe bottle and talk with a rusty voice. And I am putting grease in my hair to make it look extra messy.

Christopher wrote:Welcome to PPT *starts humming Nightmare before Chrismas intro song*

*starts humming a tenor melody* Try and stick around, oogabooga, we don't bite... Well, not your blood type.

"I suppose I will tend to some matters" said Jackdaw, ever the patient customer. "I will check in on the morning," he finished as he walked into the twilight, ready to face yet another night alone in a quiet hollow of oak trees. Before anyone could formulate a response, he had left sight, leaving ...

Upon taking liberty in answering the door, though unwise considering his reputation in Coralie just as Captain of the infamous R.W.S. Still, Jackdaw took care in covering his ears with his hat before opening the door. He expected some one taller for a moment, then looked down a little at a boy who ...

Jackdaw looked through all of the paper samples in front of him, and looked at them again. Still, there was a quality missing in the paper. He still took his time, searching through them again and again until he decided that none of the papers seemed to fit. They all were fine papers through and ...

Happy Birthday. And please save some cute, fluffy animals for me. I am hungry.

(OOC: I'm actually revealing something in my plot sooner than I thought. )

Jackdaw had a good look at his surroundings when he was led into the store's front. Everything was in what felt like a rightful place. This crafter's skills were all shown and proven just in this room. He took a moment to ...

A single man in a brown hoodless cloak and a wide-brimmed brown suede hat ran through the city, avoiding policemen and guardsmen nonchalantly and wending his way through street after street, his route remarkably chaotic. He stopped quite suddenly when he saw a clumsy guardsman plow into a young ...

Name : Jackdaw

Race : Human? (There are rumors of pointed ears under his hat, and for good reason.)

Gender : Male

Age : He looks like a young adult, sounds like a young adult...

Job : Recent Former Captain of the R.W.S. (Relyizan Waeleythia Seekers)

Skills : Watching, Listening ...