dreamer
sleeping
Hang in there, kiddo.
By Rowane de'Dannan, at May 10, 2007 at 2:19:00 PM PDT
Dear, what's wrong? I'll bring you a platter of pineapple and pomegranate and you can tell me all about it. I'll try to find something tasty to drink too. Hmm, do you like lemonade? Send me a note saying where you want me and when, and I'll make it. I promise you.
By Tristen Carraway, at May 11, 2007 at 7:06:00 AM PDT
oh no, what's going on?
By Silas Livingstone, at May 12, 2007 at 9:01:00 AM PDT
Mmph. Generally, the disgruntled cast-offs of the Eidolon boys either 1) find a second-rate replacement, or 2) join the Rouge. Er, occasionally they slit their wrists. But mostly it's one of the first two.
Just trying to give you some options. *shrug*
By Zillah, at May 15, 2007 at 7:15:00 AM PDT
Oh Zillah, I'm so glad to see you're looking out for my welfare.
Oh no, I'm not weak, like some people. And the Rouge, as charming as those ladies may be, has no appeal to me.
Besides, it isn't an Eidolon boy that is casting me off, nor is any boy casting me off. It may be me that does the casting.