#eath signs

[deercursed]

Roe had done fairly middling at the games, and headed down to the Lounge area to relax a bit and at least listen to others chatter a bit.

[oflostinfound]

LAST CALL FOR THE SEVEN ROYALS OF SPRING COMPETITION SIGNUPS - SIGN UP HERE

Also: Any future likes on this post to be invited if you haven't already been invited will be considered party crashers, thank you!

🌻 Eath's Summer Ball of 2023 🌻

|| 🔷 ||: ❝ Hello everyone! I am pleased to announce that I am planning to host a Summer Ball on Sunday July 16th from Noon to Midnight EST. There will be games, food, dance. and, of course, a competition for the Seven Royals of Summer! ❞

|| 🔷 ||: ❝ Please let me know if you wish to be invited, and keep updated with notes titled Eath's Spring Ball as I will announce the games at a later date! As for the previous ball's Seven Royals of Spring, I will attempt to reach out and use their aid to decide the games for their seasonal successors. Happy Summer, everyone, and I hope to see you there when the time comes! ❞

Like this Post to be Invited, or send an ask and I'll respond in turn with how Eath presets the invitation - If you muse doesn't know Eath or Hax Please let me know how they'd know them, otherwise they will be invited as a Party Crasher (not a bad thing, party crasher's are fun and are an interesting way for muses to meet too!)

[astrology-by-sita]

ON CANCER RISINGS ♋️

This is a part of series on the rising signs, not necessarily in Zodiacal order.

So this is something I have pondered about. Cancer placements - since they're ruled by the moon - represent the 3 faces of the Moon Goddess : Maiden, Mother and D*eath-crone. Cancers might suffer mood swings and anger issues etc because they remain stuck in one of these phases, mostly the Mother.

Also it's independent of gender - Maiden, Mother etc are just energies, or attitudes. And it has nothing to do with age either. Again it's just an energy. Some are old and still stuck in the Mother phase while other younger cancers have already embodied the Crone.

Maiden : Cancers have Leo in the 2nd house of values. The maiden is free spirited and curious. She gives value to creativity and self expression. She wants to discover the world and explore everything. She doesn't want to remain stuck in her family's house or confined between four walls.

The Maiden wants to go out and have fun and fall in love. The maiden does not want to be tied down by familial obligations, so she isn't about nurturing or maternal energy. The spirit of youth is the Maiden, the eternal spring where playfulness and fun take over.

The Mother : Cancers have Scorpio 5h. When does the Maiden transform (Scorpio)? You guessed it - when she becomes a Mother (5h of children). It doesn't have to do with biological motherhood or procreation. 5h is also falling in love - anything that's close to your heart and you love passionately. It can be children, partner, property, house, money, etc...

Once cancers stop being the Maiden (exploring and having fun) and start to seriously care about stuff and people, they attach and refuse to detach. As the Mother clings to her children, cancers cling to anything they love and refuse to let go. They are likely to treat a loved one like their own child. They can be quiet possessive over everything they hold dear (again, Scorpio 5h).

Cancers have Sagittarius in the 6th house. The 6th house is rules and regulations which civilization sets. The routines, grind, discipline, submission, obedience, schedules, strictness, all "nitty gritty" of human daily life can contain humans but not Mother Nature. Sagittarius is an expansive sign and it can't be contained in a restraining house such as the 6th.

Mother Nature is indeed expansive, powerful and wild, natural disasters cause sudden damage to cities that humans constructed. No rule or law or restriction can contain Mother Nature because she's so powerful and does her own thing at will. No one can understand her or regulate her or control her. Even bushes start to grow over a destroyed wasteland. Nature takes over again and overcomes everything, after humans ruin stuff.

Oh, but yes, only one thing can overcome Mother Nature : Time... Saturn. Cancers have Capricorn in 7h. With time, green becomes gray, plants, trees etc d*ie out - so that new ones grow and flourish later and the cycle repeats. Interactions with other people (7h) can force Cancers to detach.

"Come on, grow the hell up" is something Cancers are likely to often hear from partners, friends, family members, and basically everyone. "Grow up" here means stop being attached to impermanent stuff which time might take away someday. Children grow up and leave the home. Partners might leave too. Money, possessions and property might go away etc...

When cancers learn to detach eventually, they become the Crone. The difference between the Mother and the Crone is that the former loves with attachement, the latter loves with detachment. The former only loves her children but the latter loves all children and everyone as her own children even if there's no bIood relation.

The Crone cares about everyone, about humanity as a whole, independently of whether they're from her family, or her tribe, or her country etc. Same as Mother Nature, She nurtures everyone, she helps them grow, and doesn't care about nationality or race.

The second transformation for cancers occurs in the actual 8th house of transformation, where they have the rational, detached Aquarius. Saturn rules the 7th as well as the 8th house, so if cancers themselves do not decide by themselves to detach and become the Crone, disappointment from interactions with other people is likely to make them detach. It's better to detach as a result of inner wisdom than disappointment from others, right?

So if you have a cancer placement, think about this. Try to find out whether you're the Maiden, Mother or Crone. Try to become the Crone. Keep in mind that it's not a linear process, you can go back and forth between those phases. But the goal is embodying the Crone.

[falling-star-cygnus]

Another Billy angst idea:

Anby isn’t able to block the attack the Dead End Butcher made towards Billy near the end of chapter one, and he gets badly injured as a result.

to the surprise of absolutely no one, i cried myself sick the other day [9/13/24] BUT I'M BACK ON MY BULLSHIT NOW BABYY -> i'm fine, by all accounts, it was just dehydration and nausea dw :D

this is the oldest request in my log, and it's over a month old, so i sincerely apologize for keeping you waiting :{

i hope you all enjoy!!!

"Take 'em out in less than 10 seconds with a flying kick!"

Anby never understood how Billy had so much energy during their raids. It was infectious, bright in the way it soothed that constant fluttering in her chest that drove the weapon to observe, observe, observe-

Billy had horseshoes on the heels of his sneakers.

Is what Anby chose to focus on instead.

"They won't even have time to play their theme song!" the android prattled on, striking a pose that looked straight out of comic book with the way the purple lightning glinted off his plating.

Purple-?

There was no thunder, no pleasing smell of ozone, no crash as the lighting hit the ground. Her sword filled in the blanks.

"Behind you-" "Billy-!"

cRrk.

Oils splatters against her cheek.

"My... predictions were.. out- ...predicted.."

thump.

Anby can't breathe.

She's stuck, rain plip-plip-plipping against her useless nose and hands and her body that couldn't even raise her sword in time to-

"You big dummy!" Nicole screeches, somewhere behind the frozen girl, and she agreed.

Dumb. Slow- stupid, every synonym out there wouldn't be enough to properly convey just how badly the weapon had fucked up.

Her- It's best friend was laying there. On the ground. And here it was staring at the sky with a useless sword.

"This not the time for end credits, Billy! Wake up."

The android remains motionless, with his life staining Nicole's skin and shirt and Amillion and the weapon's pretty sure the heels of it's high tops.

crEak.

Cold fingers- mechanical fingers- wrapped themselves around it's ankle.

"Bre- eathe.. Anby..."

Her sword clattered against the ground.

"I'm sorry," the smaller Demara is by his side like a fly on a shiny piece of fruit, chest heaving with the ability to take in air again, "Billy-"

He looks terrible.

A giant- amalgamation of street signs and lights and engines and blades lay embedded in his chest and lower stomach, greedily spilling his life into the crack it forms below his figure.

If they didn't get him out of here soon-

thump.

Billy's hand released her ankle- warm yellow eyes nothing but carved glass.

With two handfuls of bright red leather, the weapon sheds tears for the first time in nearly two decades.

[kingsnake101]

This is how Vio meets the chain! Tw for throwing up (but its just dark magic gas so its fine), panic attacks, and weird old guy saying weird shit (what do you mean you're the hero link I'm the hero link wtf)

I wrote a thing about Vio that starts similarly to this, but this is the canon version. I'm going to edit that version to clarify that it is no longer canon to the au.

He was falling.

Instinctually, he squints against the blinding light surrounding him. Something within him stirs and begins to wake.

Warmth seeps into his being, digging its fingernails into the burning cold wrapped around his limbs and neck. The cold screams.

He twitches, caught between a writhing void and a gentle sunlight. Slowly, the darkness is peeled away, and for the first time in far too long, Vio breathes. An intense feeling of pins and needles fills his being, and he shudders, but it’s him, it’s him shuddering. 

It’s unnerving. Being able to move brings him tears of relief, but he can’t remember why. He remembers being Link, he remembers pulling the sword, and then…

Cold. He remembers being cold. A deep, biting, all encompassing cold that dug into his bones until he could no longer fight it.

Seconds, minutes, hours, years, moments later he’s tumbling onto a grassy floor. He retches, inky blackness spilling from his mouth and dissipating into the forest floor. Something clatters to the ground. A horrendous migraine pounds at his temples, and he shudders as the last of the darkness disappears against the grass.

He hears footsteps approaching him, but he can’t bring himself to open his eyes. Instead, he curls up with his forehead pressed to the damp grass. He knows he should get up. He knows he should fight, should try to figure out where he was, figure out what happened.

Knives stab into his temples at the very idea of getting up.

An unfamiliar hand touches his shoulder. He jerks, hand reaching for his dagger-

It isn’t there.

It isn’t there, it should be there, it’s always been there were is it-

“-eathe, you’re okay, I’m not going to hurt you,” a gruff voice attempts to soothe him. Vio forces his eyes open, doing his best to ignore the blinding pain.

In front of him is a very large man in full plate armor. He looked like a knight, almost, but Vio had never met a knight with facial tattoos before. He kneeled before Vio, hands held in surrender. A worried-looking brunette stood awkwardly behind him.

Vio squinted at him, scooting back slightly. His head screamed against the movement, and he struggled to keep himself upright. Every speck of light was like a knife to the skull, but he refused to look away from the man.

“Who are you? Where am I?” Vio demanded. His voice cracked and rasped, and just the short sentence fatigued him.

“That’s… complicated. Are you Link?” the man asked calmly, irritating Vio greatly. Why couldn’t he just tell him?!

“Who’s asking?” he questioned. He wasn’t Link, not exactly, but this man didn’t need to know that.

“Because I am Link. And so is he,” the man gestured at the brunette behind him. “And we happen to be traveling with six other Links, all of whom share the Hero’s Spirit,” the man (Link? No, that felt too weird) explained as if it was as simple as the morning weather. “I’m assuming you are also named Link, and that you have questions.”

Vio paused. Sure, he could give the whole explanation of how he both is and is not Link, but he felt far too shaky to sign and his throat already felt like sandpaper. To avoid straining his voice more, Vio nodded hesitantly. He winced as it aggravated his headache. “I’ll answer them to the best of my ability, but only if you come back to camp with us. You just threw up a very concerning amount of dark magic,” the man requested.

As wary as Vio was, he was tempted by the idea of answers. And if the man was going to hurt him, he would have done it by now. Vio could barely sit up, he was in no condition to fight. Vio sighed in defeat, before nodding. Maybe these “other Links” could help him find his brothers.

[balancity1]

Reincarnation

Name: Reincarnation Age: universe Gender: female Species: elf Powers: controls reincarnation, guides souls to their next life, can stop a soul from reincarnating, controls the reincarnation process God: reincarnation Rank: old god Children: elves, dragons, reincarnation guides, gods, demigods Nieces: yes Nephews: yes Grandchildren: elves, dragons, demigods Partner: Dracno Siblings: Imagination

Children of Reincarnation:

Reincarnation's children are able to switch between the living and soul realm easily, like taking a walk to the store and returning. her children can partially control living people's fates when they are alive, but have more control when they die. the tallest of Reincarnation's children are 8'8"

House of Reincarnation:

Reincarnation has houses that extend to the afterlife and the next life. the houses are: Time, Life, Death, Soul, Rein, Carnation, Incarnate, Evermore, Strife, Hope, Eath, Lous, Efil, Nier, Flower, Gift When you gain these houses, you gain the protection of Reincarnation, who will guide you to your next life should you choose to reincarnate

Signs Reincarnation is reaching out:

You tend to 'reee' You tend to be unable to focus on one thing at a time You like cats and dogs Gender You like drawing you in different au's or lives(what if scenarios)

Of course, due to happenings in our current times, the gods will be reaching out more to get everyone they can to safety OR protect them, though they are likely to do both

[that-one-cat-meow]

I guess it's time to say goodbye

If the KOSA bill get approved... I guess it all will be over

This site not only push me towards making art, let me have friends, but also help me with suicide thoughts

I guess I will hang myself or something... this all will not have sense anymore

But it won't hurt only me. Many artist will lose job... many probably will have problems with mental health...

I will try to pray or beg my parents to sign petisions because I'm too young... but I'm scared this all is just nonsense

And to all of my friends... if we never will be able to see eath other anymore... I wanted to say that I will miss you a lot. And I wish this can keep longer, because I wanted to show you much more things

I'm not crying! My eyes just sweat...

[casper-spills]

Hello dear, i would love to participate, I'm Jasmine a Capricorn sun, Virgo moon and Taurus rising. Another Funfact yes my big 3 are eath signs.

Also have an amazing day ahead sweetheart, thankyou for opening free readings it means a lot. Appreciate your time, energy and efforts!! 🫶🏻✨🤍🧿

Hello Jasmine!

I hope your day is going well ♡ Don't worry! I've seen your other messages where you said you wanted messages from your fs so that's what I will be bringing to you today ♡

Your messages: 'You're doing just fine. Don't overthink it' 'You're the strongest person I have ever met' 'If you want something, you go for it. You can do anything' 'You don't owe anybody anything. Say 'no''

Signs to look out for: aries, 9th house, north node, 1111 Keywords: honey, blue dress, gossip, blackhole, thunder, imrama, north, warrior, wind, games, disco, dance, wedding, celebration, mountain, baby, holiday

Thank you so much for participating and I hope you enjoy the reading ♡

All feedback is appreciated.

Sincerely,

Cassy the friendly ghost ♡

[elxgantcaptain]

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐄𝐓

FULL NAME. Captain James Bartholomew Hook

NICKNAME. Hook?

ALIASES. Captain, Codfish, Kapitan, pirate, old man

PRONOUNS. he / him / his

SIZE. 6,6

AGE. 48

ZODIAC. Sagittarius

SPOKEN LANGUAGES. English, Arabic, Hindi, Spanish, Latin, French, Sign Language

𝐏𝐇𝐘𝐒𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒 ―

HAIR. Long black, wavy hair

FACIAL HAIR. Black moustache, occasionally stubble

SKIN TONE. Olive skinned, sometimes rather tanned

BODY TYPE. Average, but muscular, especially in arms and thighs

VOICE. Proper, rich and well spoken

DOMINANT HAND. Right hand

POSTURE. Straight, though often he can be a bit haunched over

BIRTHMARKS. One on his left ankle shaped like a sword saber

MOST NOTABLE FEATURES. Olive Green eyes, missing hand (Hook hand), Bullet wound on left shoulder/back, 100 whip scars across back, bite mark scars from croc

𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐃 ―

PLACE OF BIRTH. England

HOMETOWN. London

SIBLINGS. NONE

PARENTS. (I have not thought of their names yet, lol)

𝐀𝐃𝐔𝐋𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐅𝐄 ―

OCCUPATION. Ship's Captain

CURRENT RESIDENCE. Jolly Roger

CLOSE FRIENDS: Mr Smee(?), Jafar (@grandvizier), Jessica (@quitethepirategal) and I suppose Eath is starting to become quite close (@oflostinfound)

FINANCIAL STATUS. UH, difficult, technically homeless, but not poor cause he steals, raids, sells and trades stuff LOL

DRIVER’S LICENSE. Nope

CRIMINAL RECORD. Yep. Extensive.

VICES. Liar, murderer, raids and plunders

𝐒𝐄𝐗 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐂𝐄 ―

SEXUAL ORIENTATION. Bisexual

PREFERRED EMOTIONAL ROLE. Just. Emotional.

PREFERRED SEXUAL ROLE. Submissive

TURN OFFS. 'Daddy' talk, children, Peter pan, Crocodiles, Alligators, large reptiles, whips

TURN ONS: Strength, power, intelligence, commandment

LOVE LANGUAGE. Physical affection, holding hands, sitting together, wrapped in blankets or under the stars together

RELATIONSHIP TENDENCIES. He doesn't admit it, but he often just wants MORE out of a relationship. He DOES want that single person to want to love and settle down with. But he's also married to the ocean, he always has to be on the sea. But he's had one night stands in the past, but he's also had a few relationships that just left him behind. He's got together with another and eventually, because he sails away, they forget about him and move on. So at the same time he worries about committing because this person may forget him again.

𝐌𝐈𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐄𝐎𝐔𝐒 ―

CHARACTER’S THEME TUNE. Hook's music / Rumour has it

HOBBIES TO PASS THE TIME. Reading, sketching, writing in his journals and studying the land around him, fencing

LEFT OR RIGHT BRAINED. left brained

SELF-CONFIDENCE LEVEL.9/10

[cauterisen]

Kimiko decides to go via dragon this time tonight, on her own. She loves her friends, and she loves Dojo very much, but she doesn't want to inconvenience them… and besides, this is her night. A night to have fun and possibly make new friends and be a person outside of being a Tohomiko, or a Xiaolin Dragon… Even if only for a night. She's here to support Eath too, of course, and the friendship they share.

Going on dragonback is always exciting and exhilarating with the wind in her hair and head in the clouds, especially with Zempei. Zempei is a good navigator, and he and Kimiko are connected after they've spent a good amount of time together as dragon rider and dragon and as friends. The Starlight ball is a bit tricky at first to find, but Kimiko manages with his help and they make their way into the forest and into the ball area after some time.

Kimiko loves a dramatic entrance, so she manages to rig up some tech on her dragon's back as he lowers her into the arrival area and gate. Music plays, lights go on, and Kimiko disappears in a cloud of smoke. After a while, she emerges, with a light up sign hovering above her (courtesy of a drone she'd hooked up herself) emblazoned with her name.

'Eath, darlinggg.' Kimiko presses two kisses on the daemon's cheek, wide grin from ear to ear. 'How are you? The place looks lovely, as always-'

@oflostinfound for kimiko's entrance to the ball!

[hick4hire]

@peppy-jester —

💀

[ cw g/ore ; b/lood ; d/eath ; v/iolence under read more ]

The world keeps going. Despite his failures, despite his losing streak, despite being set on fucking fire— he was back on his feet and back on the job. Locate. Execute. Locate. Execute. If he didn't relish in every kill, he might have been bored by now.

But as it were, the sight of blood, even at a distance, stimulated something in his brain juuust right. The same way some people found popping bubble wrap— everything about the instant the life was choked out of their miserable, pathetic bodies was endlessly fascinating to the hybrid. Stress relieving, even. A pleasant buzz that held him tightly and soaked him to the bones in sadistic bliss. He could breathe easier. As if he'd absorbed his victim's very life force in gruesome, vampiric fashion.

Everything about this job was a routine by now. A list, a formula, a smooth clean checkmark in a box. This target had been no different. A melee kill, bring back the target's watch, and a picture of the corpse. Simple enough. Nothing remarkable whatsoever.

So, when he's sliding the knife into the target's torso, roughly twisting it as the serrated blade parts skin and pierces meat... The last demon he expects to see when he lifted his head was that damned clown that Crimson had tried to sell back to the Prince of Lust.

A few things happen at once: he freezes, a cold jolt of fear ripping down his spine like an electric shock. His gaze darts to the area behind the doorway, past Fizz, eyes wide open, observing every flicker of movement.

His biology makes this a much easier process than it might be for a regular imp or regular loan shark: a special secondary eyelid dropped, made of a membrane sensitive to heat that allowed him to see a sort of overlay for heat signatures. In short, built in infrared.

From what he understood of regular hell beast snakes, this feature was some sort of convenient adaptation of a special organ that most vipers possessed: something called the pit organ that was usually beside a hellsnake's nostril on the snout. As a child, he'd asked his parents about it, but they knew as much about his particular mutation as he did.

He doesn't see any signs of Asmodeus' presence. Fizz was alone, from what he could tell. The fear completely fades from his face, a sneer replacing his brief stunned expression. "Well, howdy. Don't mind me, clown. I'm just finishing up in here."

The imp in Striker's claws has been pinned down to the floor, Striker's knife still embedded into them. They're squirming and struggling, but Striker doesn't pay it any attention. The desperate clawing at his arms was laughable. He twists the knife further in with a satisfying crunch, staring unblinkingly at Fizz.

"Well, What're you doin' this side 'a town? Didn't think your biddy'd let ya go free range just yet." Striker's grin is wide, something crazed and gleeful entering his eyes. He pulls the knife up out of the imp's chest and with a casual, graceful motion, cleanly slits their throat. He grabs their arm, ripping the watch off them. One checkmark. Two checkmarks. Two boxes ticked. Only one left. Better not take too long with the clown.

"...You ain't gonna do nothin' stupid, are ya, Fizz? You don't got that fight in ya." Striker doesn't even say it aggressively: he says it like he's making small talk about the weather. "I saw ya back in that warehouse, yack. Y'r a performer, not a fighter. Wanna do some shadow puppets for this poor fucker?"

A cruel snicker before he backhands the target, who's miserably choking on their own blood and flopping like a fish. "Better yet, you can feature in his final photo. Bet that'd sell to your freakish fanbase, huh?"

Striker stands up as the body beneath him finally goes limp. "Tch. You seein' this shit? This fucker didn't even properly scratch me. Can you believe that? Our kind was made by Wrath. Satan, for fuck's sake. But ohhh no. Y'all grandparent's left t' the other rings n' got right cushy, didn't ya? Livin' in those big cities, slavin' away for Overlords and royals. Pathetic." He spins the knife in his hand with such force the black blood is flicked off it. "You, though, you're the worst case I've ever seen." Striker takes several slow steps forward, eyes glowing brightly.

"Run." Striker leans forward slightly. His body language shifts to show just how prepared he is to burst into a sprint. Fizz wasn't get out of this without a little game of cat and mouse.

[hunters-house]

Official H.O.U.S.E. Handler Message

Subject: Additional Information and Cover Identities

Handler: Mr. Button

To: Casper Cade, Mackenzie Thorns, Niner Zed

Good afternoon, team. We've got 72 hours until the Summer Ball. Now, you're no strangers to having alternate objectives, but this is one of those times: Our objective has changed from broad intelligence gathering to targeted intelligence gathering. Our goal isn't to simply inform MVS, but to convince them of the truth: That they have nothing to fear from Eath.

That's not all: You should know Eath has a guardian. MVS is working on a dossier on this individual, codenamed “Sting.” They are a shapeshifter, and are fiercely protective of Eath. They pulled a gun on me when I went to talk to them, so keep an eye out for signs of shapeshifters in the area.

Your cover identities have also been included, and I've ensured they are cover identities you've used before.

I'd wish you luck, but I know you've never needed it.

- Mr. Button

Attachments:

Casper- Jasper Caruthers

Mackenzie- Mary MacLyman

Zed- Zulus Ua Versa

[oflostinfound]

@mnstcrsiiistcrs replied to your post “|| 🔷 ||: ❝ o vohs bo jejh væræ særæ... ❞”:

"Um...Eath?" (Marsha)

She doesn't respond. The only signs that she ever heard Marsha being the flick of her ear and the subtle tightening of her claws digging into the sleeves of her shirt.

[astrology-by-sita]

The prenatal lunation is the last full moon or new moon before nativity takes place. If you have a waxing moon then your prenatal lunation is a new moon. If you have a waning moon then your prenatal lunation is a full moon. It is one of the indicators of life and vitality, along with the Ascendant, the sun, the moon and the Lot of Fortune. Check the whole sign house which your prenatal lunation falls in, and the house where it's ruler sits. It can tell you about your career.

If the prenatal lunation ruler is rising in 1h or culminating in 10h, then this is an indication of success and eminence.

My mother has the prenatal lunation ruler in 9h, she used to teach Arabic to foreigners and she also taught in a university abroad.

Another example : Shakira has a waxing moon in Cancer. Her prenatal lunation is a new moon in Capricorn. Saturn rules her prenatal lunation and it's in the 5th house of arts and creativity.

Another example : Emily Dickinson had the prenatal lunation in Gemini. It is the sign of writing. It falls in her 8h and she wrote poems about d*eath: 8h topic. The ruler Mercury is conjunct Venus and sun (10h ruler) which indicates creativity.

[end-fall]

Last week's session started with Elton, Cynn, and Knight Caleb returning to the embassy. Cynn attempted to apologize to Elton who wasn't mad, just disappointed in her. Elton went into his room and Cynn collapsed in the hallway crying. Jax and Cael then returned from the artificers' college. Jax was pissed from learning she was legally dead and stormed into her and Elton's room, stepping over Cynn in the hallway, giving Cael Violet's file, and grabbing her gauntlets. Cael followed Jax to the room, picking Cynn up off the floor and telling her she was in the way. Cynn tried to apologize to her and Cael said she didn't want to hear it. Cael got Elton caught up on what was happening. During this, Jax finished putting on her gauntlets and storms out of the room going to the training yard. Cynn tried talking to her and she decked Cynn in the face, fracturing her jaw and knocking out 3 of her teeth, and kept going without stopping. Elton made sure she was okay and Knight Caleb took her to the first aid room. Jax destroyed 5 training dummies while Elton watched before she calmed down enough to explain what had happened.

During this Cael was reading Violet's file in the Roses' office and found out who Violet's friends were at school, as well as who signed off on Jax's eath certificate.

Elton and Jax deposited the soul gems in the lead safe in the office.

Elton went to check on Cynn qnd get her ready to go apologize to the dude she stabbed, but Cynn said that it was actually her brother pretending to be a merchant dude who was dead. Jax came into the room, heard what was going on, and elected to go get Lady Carestia to figure out what to do. After some discussion, they decided that they needed to go apologize anyway to keep up appearances. So they all headed out to the dude's very guady and showy estate. Everything this dude did was a performance, evenvthe scar on his chest, which Jax clocked as not real. Cynn apologized and Elton did his best to smooth things over before the party left and returned to the embassy.

[kalki-tarot]

heyy!! I wanted to ask about how my studies and love life will be in 2024. Thankyou💕

Studies :

I see you getting good grades. But with hard work and consistency you'll be able to achieve it. Also if you're wanting to start something new then it's the green signal for you to start doing it.

Love life :

Ayy, you are the type to not pay attention to guys and focus on your career instead. You are maybe kind of scared of getting your heartbroken (?) You are not sure about love in general. You usually focus on yourself and your own work.

I'm seeing a guy having a crush on you with the page of cups and like this guy doesn't have any bad intentions in particular towards you. But they are keeping it hidden inside their heart. Haha. They think you guys have the potential and they can be your classmate. They are a fire or eath sign. And they have masculine and leadership qualities and features.