Mary Miller
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Lamia: You see my little green friend, it's normal for your body to go through an evolution—I used to be nothing but an ordinary Lizardfolk until I gained a new form. Look at these magnificent scales of mine! Goblin reacted with a thumbs-up. Drake sent a 'puking'' emoticon. Lamia: Anyway... it's essential in building your kingdom to gain individuals that serve as an inspiration, someone who is different in a good way. Powerful? Yes. Awe-inspiring, even moreso. So all of the changes you're…-
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A soft yawn escaped Xanthe's lips, golden eyes blearing slightly open as she woke up. But before she could make a move, she realized that there was something heavy on her side. Dark blue hair spilled all over beside her chest and along with it was the bundle of mess that was Azura. The woman's forehead wrinkled for a moment before she began to get out of bed. That was until an arm latched over her stomach, accompanied by it was the soft snore of her teammate. She shook her head and poked the woman's…
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The dining hall of Kraelonia Academy was filled to the brim with Students from various walks of life. There were young men and women who came from rich families that covered their tuition fees. Others a little older than average that saved up every copper coin they had to make it here. But if there was one thing that they all shared together, it was eating breakfast. Everyone was doing it. If one were to seek a Treasurer or an Accountant to give a breakdown of expenses of the learning institution: a…
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Breakfast. One could say it was the most important meal of the day, and others wouldn't even have the time for it. Boaz the Guardsman would have fell more on the latter group, and today, he was grouchy—although that might be a regular thing for him. He passed the bowl of mashed beets and leeks to his friend Ryden. The Guardsman-Diplomat was spending some time with his old buddy in the clinic. Other Guardsmen and Guardswomen were also here, but one by one they were getting discharged. If there was…
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Han bolted out of his bed, grimaced and he stumbled. He saved himself with his right before he could hit his head against the stone floor. "Phew, close one." He glanced at the blankets entangled with his ankle. If he had bled to death in his room by knocking his head out and passing, no one would discover it quickly, would they? And it was all because he ended up frantic that he was late, wasn't he? There was a good reason for it. Energy coursed through his nerves and gave him energy, jittery but it…
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Timothy was resting his head against something soft, warm and—his eyes bleared open, and the sight prompted him to get out right away. The man stumbled out of the rug and he pulled himself up to his feet. He fell asleep while resting his head on her leg? The young man wouldn't even question how it happened, because it just did. He rubbed his face and shook his head, memories of falling asleep while trying to tend and watch over the girl came to mind. She should have kicked him out though, or had she…
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"Both," Han Jing muttered to himself. If it was either to become one or the other, forced to be serious all the time or not pay any heed to the world then he'd rather not choose at all. It was hard to be one thing. He could do both and continue with what he was doing—except for some minor adjustments. Maybe he could try forgetting about the worries and struggles of him being in another world and have a good time? But it wasn't in his nature to forget about it. Even if he tried. He'd end up thinking…
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It was finally time for Han Jing to do something that he should have done from the start—but once he stepped back into his apartment unit, he got distracted. He was greeted with the sight of his mother and sister. The two of them were together, there was food on the table and he was home. He bit back a sigh and managed a smile, "I'm back." "Where did you head to, Jing?" His mother asked. Her brows scrunched up together, she was giving him a look. "It's a little late now." Her tone said something else,…
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Han Jing found the golden opportunity to leave, and he took it. He ignored the calls of Mou Gu to return and walked as calmly as he could away from the diner, and he didn't need to be frantic or anything. He was simply but a man going back home after an hour of bar time with strangers. But even he was afraid that if he took another step, he'd end up back in the Veiled world. Yes. That was right. Han Jing glanced back once at the diner a couple feet away, and he couldn't hear Mou Gu calling out to him…
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Han Jing's eyes bleared open, and he focused on the very first thing that appeared in front of him. It was a blob of pink, a fur of pink, no—it was a hair of pink. And he soon realized that he was leaning across the man's body. What the…? "Oh, back on earth again, Jing?" Mou Gu glanced at him and grinned. "Glad you're back in the world of living." "What?" He narrowed his eyes at the man. His words didn't make much sense, but he had too much of a headache to care. His head was foggy and cloudy. That…
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