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Institute of the Unique, Talented, and Magical RP
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Institute of the Unique, Talented, and Magical RPThere would be no sleep for her tonight. She had six hours alone with her thoughts. As Jack blankly stared out into the night, her mind continued to race. She would need a near flawless execution of her plan if it was meant to work.
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𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆞 𓆝 𓆟 𓆝 𓆟
My current RP work:
"Oh. Hey Jack. One sec."
He waved and started climbing up a tree a few yards away until he was sitting on a rather high branch. He stayed silent, knowing Jack needed time to think.
"Mister..!"
Ayran looked around the room in panic, but seeing the familiar quarters that he has been in for 7 years straight, he calmed calm, and rested his arm against his eyes, and sighs.
It was all a nightmare.. Ayran keep telling himself, there is no need to be so worked up.
..Yes no need.
Ayran forced a smile upon his face, and shuts his eyes for a moment before opening them. Even without looking outside, he could tell he barely slept for a hour. With the feeling of sleepiness gone, only a numb feeling reside inside Ayran.
Since he can't fall asleep anymore, and got around 5 hours to spare, Ayran went to the small shelf across from his bed, grabbed a few books, before sitting down at the desk right next to the shelf.
Ayran injected some magic into a weirdly shaped piece of hallowed out glass, and soon the previously dark room, is now dimly lit with a golden hue.
Ayran grabbed a random blank piece of paper, glass quill and ink. He opened a few books of the topic that the class may be reviewing for the next couple of months and begin working.
Even though he has already looked through these information for than a hundred times, sometimes forced by Att, while others done by his own will.
But it is indeed a good distraction he thought in the back of his mind, while with one hand he scribbled down on the paper, and the other was flipping through the pages of the book.
he hummed quietly, wrapping a bandage around his arm.
wickedness?
Or is it
weakness?
You decide.
Soars across the Milky Way, carrying travelers, a dream"
"It won't end yet," "I don't want it to end"
"But even so, one day.."
-Mr. Showtime
