#Janyice

[atom-bomb-baby]

My manager has Tumblr and I have to live with that knowledge. Mentioned polls she responded with Vanilla Extract. She even mentioned the Ides of March at the start of shift today in the group chat.

Janyice if you somehow see this No You Fuckin Didn't

[celadonch]

My hair is an absolute mess. I need better conditioner...

[thefuckingsun]

It’s @janyice !

[janyice]

Nightlight

Her training had been going on for close to two weeks now.  Her head was splitting with a headache after taking a shot to the temple with a staff in the morning. It was still ringing, and the student had been admonished for the strike.  Janyice kept her calm and was able to finish the match but had to call it an early day.  The healers were able to help heal the small crack in her skull afterwards but the ringing wasn’t going away.  Her mind returned to that mornings words from the master. 

“You must forget that what you think of as easy is never actually as such.  The time for action only comes when one is truly sure that the strike is ready to finish the job.”  Pan-Diao mused and smiled.  He pointed at a scroll on a wall nearby.  “You see this scroll?  This was passed down by generations of monks and warriors that trained in these halls.  It tells the tale of those that came here before you and the path they took.  You may yet still have a place upon this scroll, but remember that you must earn it.  And right now, you can’t even block a kick to your side because  you lack FOCUS”   The words, even in a memory made her wince.  She rubbed at the side of her head again, trying to make sure the swelling didn’t get out of control before bed time again.  Her hand was still a bit sore and the last pair of splinters had been removed a few moments earlier.  It wasn’t simple, but her soft exhale told her more than it would have in the past.  This wasn’t bad, it was actually doing some good.  Her master told her to think before she acted, to make sure that the rage was focused, not just ‘willy-nilly’ like it was right now.  

Her face twisted a bit and she shrugged it off.  Maybe it wouldn’t be so hard to just take the next step and get better so she wouldn’t have to get hit so many times with that infernal staff of his.  She lifted herself from the small writing desk, and half finished set of notes and letters strewn across her table as she blew out the candle and move to her bed.  Another day tomorrow, and she was determined not to have to take another shot like todays.

[commanderbragh]

Write Up

Braghaman made his way back to his desk and sat down, looking at the papers that were spread over it. Taking a moment to straighten them into a stack, the paladin got out a clean sheet and his pencil. Leaning forward, he hovered over the paper, collecting his thoughts before he started writing. 

“Hopefully this will work,” the paladin muttered to himself. “Assuming that Daci and Dolraan don’t throw something at me first.”

[lycandria]

Lycandria’s Journal: Entry - The Lingering Power of a Kiss

Finally, she’s gone… It was time for my bath, overdue in fact. I mean… Janyice has always been nice to me, and I can tell she really likes the way I look, but I feel awkward about everything and I’m not sure what to do about it.

Three times now… three times she’s kissed me, or was it four?… My goodness, now I’m losing count… I must admit her lips are nice, something between soft and rugged. They have a nice taste, and I can always feel the confidence in them as they meet mine. It’s almost enchanting, but I still feel…

[lycandrias-journal]

Lycandria’s Journal: Entry - The Lingering Power of a Kiss

Finally, she's gone... It was time for my bath, overdue in fact. I mean... Janyice has always been nice to me, and I can tell she really likes the way I look, but I feel awkward about everything and I'm not sure what to do about it.

Three times now... three times she's kissed me, or was it four?... My goodness, now I'm losing count... I must admit her lips are nice, something between soft and rugged. They have a nice taste, and I can always feel the confidence in them as they meet mine. It's almost enchanting, but I still feel... confused by it.

I feel bad about Maralina. I can't imagine being married and then your lover just seemingly falls off the face of your world. Even with the men I've had to carry on from, I've never been to that point of saying 'I do'. Certainly doesn't mean I didn't want that, and lately with Doran I... I think I'm happy we didn't, even though I fear a part of me still loves him dearly... That much scares me.

Finally, the water is done and at the level and warmth I like it. I need something to clear my head from all this... but even as a sank deep, relaxing in the refreshing water... she's still there. My mind is dancing, flirting even with the thought of kissing her back. What am I even saying? Get a hold of yourself Ly!... Then again, something feels exciting about it.

Reach for the soap, lather up and wash my hair. It had been way too long since I'd taken care of myself. I hope I wasn't a bother for the girls, Visera and Janyice both... though I think they just seemed happy to see me alive. I should have never allowed myself back through those dark doors I’d locked away so tightly, worked so hard to bury forever. It still scares me to think it even happened, and I need a better game plan moving forward. I can’t let them see that side of me.

Dunk my head under to rinse the soap away, running my fingers through my hair underwater. Finally back up and sweeping my hair back, pressing and wringing it some. A bit more time in here would do me some good I thought, rest my muscles and ease my mind, right?... wrong.

There she is again, that kiss just as real as if I can still feel it on my lips right now... What is this I'm feeling, and why is it still here?... What is happening to me?

[shckaewynn]

Psst for Janyice also, how the HECK have i not been following you?

I haven’t been very active for... a year?  Two?  Little kids take a lot of attention.

They’ve finally gotten to the age where I can have a little time to think and get involved here again, so don’t feel bad about not spotting me. :)

Now, the Psst:  3 things Kaewynn has always wanted to say to Janyice...

“You need to calm down a little. Sometimes you’re too impulsive and... well... you’ve seen the results.”

“Being with Mara did you a lot of good.”

“Oh, those muscles...”

[ffxivhimiko]

Remodel Complete

The Umikawa house has expanded.  We are now reopened for business including a Tea AND Bath House all open to the public.

Come be pampered by our staff with home made Tea, sweets and traditional Hingan cuisine.  We don’t hold anything back for our customers.  

Once you have had your fill, come down and relax in our newly remodeled baths.  We will be happy to make sure you are able to enjoy your visit. 

Parties and events can be scheduled and the tea and bath houses are open to the public! We hope to see you coming in soon!  

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(Coeurl Server, Shirogane, Ward 4, Plot 38)

(Events and gatherings, send a PM here or on discord to Janyice#9065 and I will be happy to schedule your RP event, short term get together or small party!)

[celadonch]

He-me-ko Oo-me-ka-wa for @ffxivhimiko and Jan-es for @janyice

I’m curious: How do you say your OC’s name?

I love reading about people’s OCs but I suspect I’ve been mispronouncing many of their names in my head when I read them. So, would you indulge my curiosity and reblog this with a pronunciation guide for your OCs in the tags? If you’re reading this, whether you follow me and whether I follow you or not, this means  YOU! I would love to know what your characters’ names sound like!

[noonmutter]

Dreaming Janyice

“Just use a fork.”

“I am using the fork.” He waved his arm and spread his fingers, boggling openly at the obviousness of the fork in the equation. His hand shimmered with forkness, five prehensile prongs with claws at the end, but she laughed anyway.

“No, like this.” She held up a fork, and he was doubly boggled as she raised it high above her head, the several-foot-long spire crackling with lightning at one end, dribbling some creepy green sludge from the other. This, indeed, was a fork.

“oh”

Then she pointed the great channeling fork at the bowl between them, and they found themselves swimming in fluffy white clouds. It was heavenly, and they giggled for hours.

“so this is what good whipped cream is like”

Leon woke up in the kitchen with a pillow in his mouth and covered in the contents of three upended kitchen drawers.

“Gods, no more dalapeno peppers b’fore bed.”

[celadonch]

"Why are you with that broken Druid?"

Her eyes narrowed for a moment. “Listen here you, whoever… Brica is just fine how she is.  Yes she might not have two eyes, but that isn’t broken…” The person standing over her reminded her it wasn’t just about the eye.

  “How DARE you.  She is not broken in anyway.  Her voice, her face, her figure, her mind.  All of it is just the way it is supposed to be.  She has saved me as many times as I can count and vice versa.  You don’t really understand the idea behind finding someone just because it’s easy, or because they fell into your lap.  It doesn’t work that way.”  She flushed, her body tensing a bit as she looked at the side of the small room.  “Look just because I did what I did with Mara… “ she sighed.  “I never wanted to hurt anyone.  It just happened that way.  Weakness comes in many forms, but you don’t really understand how much strength you can get from someone that ends up being more than just a friend.  Mara and I was just how it was.  Friends that were comfortable enough to be together.  We may not have ever really been intimate but that one time… but that was enough for us.  We knew what was going on with each other, and we still cared, and I miss her, but we both knew it was for the best.” She let a soft sight escape her lips.  “Brica is different.  She is someone that understood my own pain, and was able to find a way into my heart.  I’m with her because it was the only thing that really made any sort of sense in this crazy and messed up time we are in now.  Demons pouring forth from some portal, a large planet on the other side of the stars staring down at us from the sky… It’s just… “ she bit her lip trying to figure out the words. 

“It’s just how things are now, and there isn’t much I can do or say to change those things, but one thing I do know.  Once this is all done.  She is the one I want to finally settle down with, to find my own path and find a way to see things to the end with.  I see that now, everything that has happened, was the Makers will.  This was where I was supposed to be now.” 

———————–@maralina-ooc @bricasandine for mentions.Thank you.

[thefuckingsun]

Feisty, Sexy, Eye Patch

This one is Janyice Dunkirk, I think! Can’t answer IC because Athen doesn’t know her.

Poorly describe your muse on anon and let me see if I can figure out who they are. :D

[janyice]

Reveries

It wasn’t too cold but the sun was just beyond the horizon. The twinkling of far off stars and planets could be seen peaking through the veil of darkness that was spreading in the twilight.

It kept her mind at ease as she flew. Janyice wasn’t in the business of setting herself into others care for things like travel. Her proto drakes did a fine job of getting her where she needed. The time was endless at this point, she was bared from the front and wasn’t going to fighting much in the near future.

Janyice nuzzled closer into the back of her Red Drake as it flew of the Great Sea. It wouldn’t be long before the shore leading to the foothills of the mountains on the north of Kun-Lai Summit. She gazed around her, the broken isles were far behind her now, but the danger and possibly deadly onslaught of the Legion seemed like it was just some distant joke.

Her eyes focused on a small tower that grew in the distance, Janyice felt her anxiety growing. It had been a few months since the largest invasion by an outside force since the third war, and the damage was still evident from the attack, even all the way in Pandaria. Janyice pulled her Drake down, closer to the water as she gained a bit of speed so she could keep out of sight. The ruined parts of the Temple of the White Tiger contrasted the pristinely beautiful parts with an awestruck point of view.

Her eyes scanned below for the landing area and found it rather quickly, her Drake roaring a bit as she pulled him into a holding pattern then had him slowly decending to land. It wasn’t long after she had finally stepped down from its back than the small cadre of panderen and other monks stepped from inside a small building to see what the ruckus was all about.

Janyice nuzzled her Drake for a moment, feeling the heat from his breath she smiled and found the spot behind one of his scales and flattened a few of them to keep him happy. “They are here to help me, Roark. I’ll be okay. There are fields you can roam and enjoy while we’re here.”. She smiled and let her head rest on Roark for a moment. “I know we didn’t have a good time out here last time, but this is different. I promise”. She pay the Drake one last time and stepped back. Her face calm and gave him a low and sharp whistle to which he responded with a low rumble and a sniff. “Go on, you. Listen to the farmers, I’ll be here, and if I need you I’ll call, I promise Roark.”.

The Drake took a few steps from side to side then pushing off as he pumped his wings too off into the air. Janyice turned in time to see a larger Panderen part the students in traditional robes of a master. Janyice rolled her shoulder and cracked her neck idly. “Here we go. Day One. Get your self in the game, girl. It’s going to be a long time before you get to think about being who you used to be.”. She approached the master, with a side long glance to the other and stopped before him.

“Pan-Diao, I assume.”. He nodded. “Let’s get started” he smiled.

[commanderbragh]

Helping a Friend

Braghaman settled down on the couch and opened the case that Janyice had given him after the patrol. He felt a little guilty that he hadn’t found any answers for her plans. He had tried with little luck, but he also knew that more recently he had been so busy with home and training that he had not devoted as much time to research as he could have. With a quiet sigh, he glanced back towards the hallway and the stairs beyond, his ears straining to hear any sign of his family. Niviene had gone to tuck the kids in, giving Bragh this moment to look over whatever it was that Janyice had given him.

Pulling the case open cautious, he glanced inside of it first before he started to extract the materials from inside. There were several pieces of parchment and papers well as something heavy in the bottom. Satisfied to look at the papers first, the paladin set the case beside him and began scanning them.

At first, they didn’t make much sense, as if trying to read a language that wasn’t your own. But as he moved from page to page he started to get the general understanding. While he didn’t understand the underlying theory, some words and phrases definitely jumped out at him, phrases he had learned from watching his late wife, Anaja, and their adult son, Banagan.

Braghaman paused for a moment as memories flew through his vision. He pictured some of the experiments that Ana had attempted when they were first married. Then his thoughts leapt to his adult son, from another timeline, trying to explain the fel arts to him with the hopes that his father would be able to recognize them in the future. Braghaman thought back to those discussions with the Banagan that was now lost to him in the other timeline. As as those memories coalesced, he remembered enough to better understand what Janyice had given to him.

With a deep frown, Braghaman set the papers to the side and reached for the case again. Tilting it, he felt the weight inside slide forward. Catching it in his hands, he looked down at a vial that held a dark liquid that seemingly had a pale, sickly glow. The paladin shuddered as he stared at the vial in his hand.

“Is that what Janyice gave you?” Niviene asked quietly as she entered the room, receiving a nod from the paladin as he continued to stare at the vial. “What is that?” the priestess continued hesitantly.

“A really bad idea.”

@janyice

[pinxiedust]

xcaliburmyte.  Happy birthday to a guildmate, Miss Tank Janyice.  Your healer’s got your back!

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