Recent content by Lo Alyssa

Yaroslav grunted, turning away from the elf, "Attacking my pride so I'll stay. Very clever." He huffed, leaning back into his wheelchair, "You know, you'd actually be surprised but I do know how to dance." He spoke to both Oceana and Garrett who kept him company in the corner, all three with the...

Hjalmar clasped his hands together, scanning the room for victims, "You're on." He said to the familiar before striding over to a fancy pristine table covered with a silky cloth that was covered in rows upon rows of sparkling food. He took a small plate and a fork, eyeing for the messiest desert...

A mischievous grin spread on Hjalmar's face, "I mean... he said I'd go to the gallows if I was caught stealing. He didn't say anything about stuffing trash in pockets. I'm fairly certain there's no law against that." As they entered the large dome-like room, filled with pretty people in even...

As Hjalmar trailed behind the others, only Dorian and Oceana beside him, he sighed a quick breath of relief. He chuckled at Oceana’s statement, “You’re not wrong.” To answer Dorian’s question he continued, “I may or may not have stolen some incredibly precious and sentimental family heirlooms...

“If that was an option, you’d be sure I would take it.” Yaroslav grunted in agreement. Svetlana smacked the back of his head, “You better not talk that way when we get there young man.” @GalacticRam Ashlar let out a soothing laugh, “I’m honestly just winging at this point. I just observe what...

Svetlana helped Yaroslav get into one of the carriages and then loaded his wheelchair into the back before seating herself next to him. Ashalr followed suit with another carriage, but made sure he could be with Aggie. He helped her into the carriage first as a gentlemen should. Hjalmar was less...

Ashlar blushed at the compliment, "Why thank you, milady." He bowed deeply in an attempt to hide his furious blushing. When he arose, he straightened his jacket, "I'm not sure when we're leaving- but would you like me to escort you?" He asked, holding out his arm for her to take. @Tater...

“Yourself?” The old woman laughed, “I did all the cleaning up, my good lad. Yaro just sat their cussing and grumbling, and he continues to do so because that’s what he’s best at.” Yaro just grumbled predictably so, “You’re also looking quite fine, Bo. You’ll have a luckier time than me catching...

Seeing some of the people leave the dressing room, both Hjalmar and Ashlar had the same idea of following, assuming that's where they needed to go. Neither of them wanted to be standing around awkwardly waiting for orders. When Hjalmar realized that Ashlar was walking next to him, he scowled...

While everyone went off into different directions to adorn themselves in Valerie's masterpieces, Hjalmar let out a deep sigh. He at least hoped it wasn't itchy- though he supposed there wouldn't be any such luck. As he went behind the changing screen, he heard the commotion over Oceana's name...

"I am honored to be the first, my lady." Ashlar bowed like a gentleman, "I hope to be the first of-- well... never mind that..." He blushed at the thought that the words almost escaped his lips. He wanted to be her first of many other things, though he wasn't actually quite sure how many men she...

"I find that extremely hard to believe." Ashlar said with surprise in his voice. When she tucked the flower behind his ear, he gave a bright goofy smile and his dark skin reddened, "I'm glad you like them." He rubbed the back of his neck bashfully. @Tater "As do I." Svetlana replied, crossing...

"Ah, you really never miss a beat do you?" Hjalmar rested his hands on his belt, "I guess you could say she was a... fellow employee? Maybe partner in crime would be more accurate." The boy looked to the sky, it seemed to be drawing ever so closer to the evening. If he wasn't mistaken, he and...

"I won't be confined to a bed all day!" Yaroslav argued, "Reading requires no physical effort. I'll be fine." He reassured, then picked up a book and began reading through it. His grandmother chuckled at the spectacle, "Even with my Yaro's injuries, I doubt Garrett would be able to restrain him...

"Adiella it is then." Svetlana reuttered to the cat, though remembering names weren't her strong suit. As the elven huntress followed by the mute ginger approached, Svetlana smiled warmly, "Ah! I think I will just need assistance skimming through these books." She gestured to the piles on the...