they molded you into a monstersharpened your claws
your fangs
ripped out everything good and holy
made you howl until your throat burned
maybe it’s time to show them what a mistake they’ve made
they should never have given you such a b i t e
Author: destiney1984
Prompt #2: Silenced
Freedom. That was what flight was. Soaring those seemingly endless skies had always been a source of freedom to her. Even in the less then favorable weather to most. Storms? She loved them. Flying in them never scared her.
Marielle set down on bare feet in the grass and moss of the forest floor. Something was off here though. Everything was too… Quiet. The usual sounds of wildlife were totally absent beyond the gentle flowing water of the small stream. Her eyes narrowed as she looked around.
The strange silence suddenly broken by a hiss of pain. Mari covered her right eye with a hand. Heavens above the pain… Mari staggered, turning as a sudden cackle sounded off to her right. But there was nothing there. Nothing that she could see. Trying to grasp her power only caused her agonizing pain. Dropping to her knees as she tried to figure out what was going on.
Only to find herself suddenly opening her eyes to the starry sky above. Fingers gently touched the mark over her right eye. There was no pain. But her power… It was still effectively silenced. Her freedom gone.
Mari sighed softly as she climbed to her feet. She hadn’t really needed the sleep. Instead she went back to gathering some more herbs nearby. Even some more berries. Needed more berries to share with Bodge after all.
Tonight was just a bad night for rest. The dream didn’t come about all that often. But it was a painful reminder of what she had once had.
Prompt #1: Cooking Thoughts
Alex picked up the spoon from the counter as he came back to the kitchen. Stirring the stew idly while he thought. Making sure everything had been submerged enough to cook thoroughly. Cooking certain things had become so easy at this point. Enough anyways that he could think about other things while working.
There were a couple things he needed to sit down and talk to Sana about. Definitely the things that happened at the last Gin Mill. He had purposely found a job to do during the most recent one. There was no way he wanted to deal with Roka again. Not yet. Odds were still highly likely he might try to kill her after the crap she pulled. Trying to blame him for the risk to her unborn child… The whole incident had left a bad taste in his mouth and he knew it had to be hard for Sana.
The stew needed more carrots. Alex angrily chopped the carrots since thoughts of Roka’s lack of care for her unborn child pissed him off. He tossed the carrots in and stirred.
The other thing he wanted to discuss with Sana… He wasn’t sure he was ready or not. But having her opinion on the idea would still be nice. He was debating maybe trying to cook for more then just the two of them and the occasional meal he took Anata. Maybe some sort of small eatery. Nothing big. Well beyond a bigger kitchen of course. Though he was thinking he might need someone to be the person to deal with other people. It was something that sounded like it might be both good and very bad. Hence why he wanted to run the idea past Sana before even moving anywhere with the idea.
Alex raised the spoon and took a taste once it had cooled enough. Needed something more. Raiding what spices he had handy at the moment. Finding a few to add a bit more flavor to the stew. At least he thought he was getting better at cooking. He was still best working with fish but that was because living near Limsa made it an easy to get ingredient. Once the stew seemed to be cooking well enough, Alex set about checking on the bread. He had decided to try and make his own today. Hopefully it didn’t turn out like a paperweight… Only one way to find out. Eat once everything was done cooking.
Body Language – Keaira
Bold what you apply to your muse.
Italicize what applies, but isn’t oftentimes established in detail.
DEFENSIVENESS :
arms crossed on chest • crossing legs • fist – like gestures • pointing index finger • karate chops • the fig leaf position • stiffening of shoulders • tense posture • curling of lip / baring of teeth •
REFLECTIVE :
hand
– to – face gestures • head tilted • stroking/tapping chin • peering
over glasses • taking glasses off — cleaning • putting earpiece of
glasses in mouth • pipe smoker gestures • putting hand to bridge of nose
• pursed lips, knitted brows •
SUSPICION :
arms crossed
• sideways glance • touching or rubbing nose • rubbing eyes • hands
resting on weapon • brows raising • lips pressing into a thin line •
strict, unwavering eye contact • wrinkling of nose •
OPENNESS & COOPERATION :
open
hands • upper body in sprinters position • sitting on edge of chair •
hand – to – face gestures • unbuttoned coat • tilted head • slacked
shoulders, droopy posture • feet pointed outward • palms flat and
facing outward •
CONFIDENCE :
hands behind back • hands on lapels of coat • steepled hands. • baring teeth in a grin • rolling shoulders • tipping head back but maintaining eye contact • chest puffed up / shoulders back • arms folded just above navel •
INSECURITY & ANXIETY :
chewing
pen or pencil • rubbing thumb over opposite thumb • biting fingernails •
hands in pockets • elbow bent / closed gestures • clearing throat • “
whew ” sound • picking or pinching flesh • fidgeting in chair • hand
covering mouth whilst speaking • poor eye contact • tugging at
pants whilst seated • jingling money in pockets • tugging at ear •
perspiring hands • playing with hair • swaying • playing with pointer /
marker • smacking lips • sighing • rocking on balls of feet • flexing fingers sporadically • fiddling with rings •
FRUSTRATION :
short breaths • “ tsk ” sound • tightly clenched hands • fist – like gestures • pointing index finger • rubbing hand through hair • rubbing back of neck •snarling •
revealing teeth / grimacing • sharp eyed glowers w/ notable tension in
brow • shoulders back, head up – defensive posturing • clenching of jaw /
grinding teeth • nostrils flaring, heavy exhales •
tagged by: @quirkycoterie
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~*Happy Halloween/All Saints’ Wake*~
Never have I ever punched a morbol in the face. For Destiney
“Never. You lose, Ru.Try again.” Sticking her tongue out at him before making a face. “I wouldn’t even got within five fulms of a morbol. I’ll leave the morbol playing to Lance and his neighbor Ruran. Wouldn’t catch me dead near one. They give me a the creeps and they smell so badly.”
Never have I ever been unable to “perform”. (Alexois)
“Never. I ain’t got that problem. Never have. Never will. So pass the booze and get the hells out. Who do you think you are asking about my ‘performance’ behind closed doors? Unless you’re going to come out of hiding an show as a lady, go jump off a cliff.”
Kincaid crossed his arms and flashed the lovely Destiney a wink, “Never have I ever dressed up nicely for someone I fancied to notice me.”
“Oh I would totally be guilty of that one. Though the last person I dressed to notice me was Syluss of course. Now I just dress nicely because I want to and can. Still gets me noticed but I only pay attention when it’s Syl noticing me.So I guess I lose this round. Pass me a drink.” Laughing softly before giving Kincaid a warm smile.
Spirit of the Warlock 