"You're not a real doctor, are you?"
Wh-what? Of course I'm a real doctor! I've got leeches and everything! I can heal you anyone, here let me show you.
You need to cut your posts.
I'm sorry, but I'm very new and I have absolutely no idea how. I didn't even know that was a thing. Maybe next time be polite and maybe even just message me about it? Thanks.
Julian smiled widely at the short man. "That I am, though it is wonderful to see you. Hope you slept well." Julian says. He looks over Maison and sees the shop, but Asra is no where to be found.
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After Asra left and Maison told the Countess fortune he sat down to process all of it. The countess did say that he was special somehow ? Yet the apprentice wasn’t sure about that. Maybe he was only special because he was Asra’s apprentice ? He shook those thoughts when his small feathered friend landed on one of his shoulders and started to chirp. The mage chuckled and understood he shouldn’t dwell on such things. So he moved to check that the front door was closed and then proceeded to get some sweet treats for himself and some nectar for his hummingbird. He hummed softly as he moved with the other to the room filled with herbs and other magical items
Your wish is my command, Count.
Very good.
Julian blushes deeply and brushes off his clothes. His shirt was ripped, exposing most of his chest. He fumbled with the pieces before shrugging.
“Yeah, I’m fine. My shirt isn’t though!” He laughed.
Vincent almost half smirks, before leaning down to help the other up. “It was no trouble. The ferals do not wish to fight a pack leader. They are not strong enough. Just scavengers.” He kept his voice low as he spoke. Looking ahead of them as he offered to help the other to his feet. “It is not far. Do you think you can keep walking?”
Oh Lucio, that sounds like a plan~
Very well. Shall we go on a picnic? I'll have the servants make whatever you wish.
Julian stood there. He honestly felt like punching the Prince for embarrassing her but that seemed like a bad idea.
"Ilya come see me later." Portia says before running after the Prince.
Julian turns towards Ellyon and smiles. "There's nothing to be sorry about. Visiting the palace often, I've encountered many nobles and royalty," he says. "Now, let's go look at some clothes. I've been meaning to pick up more pants." Julian says, gripping her hand and jogging the rest of the short distance to the shop.
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Julian nodded his head, the city is truly beautiful at night.
He looks over at Ellyon when she suddenly stops. He watches the other man come over and watches him carefully. This must be the Prince, that means Portia is probably near. Nadia would never let someone out without a guide and Portia was the best. He spots her still standing my the shop, and smiles at her.
She nods her head and walks to them slowly.
“Hello Prince.” He bows his head slightly.
“Ilya, I didn’t except to see you.” Portia says.
“Ellyon, this is Portia, my sister.” Julian says.
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“We met briefly.” Ellyon bowed to Portia. Daario wrapped an arm around Ellyon’s shoulders. “Is he your boyfriend?” He grinned and Ellyon just stood there. She pushed away from Daario. “T-There’s a jewelry shop over there run by Janna, she has so many beautiful pieces, especially purple ones, you should check it out, your majesty!!” She pointed and said frantically.
Daario gasped and clapped his hands, “Come Portia, let’s check it out! Oh and Ellyon, dear, I’ll ask you later.” Ellyon watched him walk away and covered her face. She shook her head wanted to hide in a hole. “I, Uh, Sorry about that…His majesty is…Annoying.” She blushed more.
//Hugging Julian anon// *blushes* Thank you...*kisses his cheek* You bring so much joy to people with your kindness and intelligence.
I, I wouldn't say that, but it means a lot to me.
Hey guys! Message me if you want to rp a short Halloween rp! I don't have much energy to do long rps (dang you depression), but hopefully that changes soon!
Totally forgot to post about this, but Sept 19 was my birthday and I'm now 18!!
*still hugging Julian* Thank you, oh and your eyes, they're so silver that they remind me of the moon!
I look into your eyes and see the world.