handswillwork: (Big smiles)
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Mun's Dreamwidth: [personal profile] thelinesoflearning
Email: nowalouderstrain@gmail.com
Plurk: letmebeasong

Typist and character are both over 18.

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[Voicemail]

Sep. 5th, 2018 10:34 pm
handswillwork: (Ungloved smiles)
"You've got Abby! I can't talk right now, so leave me a message and I'll get back to you later. Thanks!"

voicemail -- text -- picture message
handswillwork: (Big smiles)
KEY:
♥ = family (blood or claimed)
♦ = close friend
★ = friend
⌘ = acquaintance/neutral
✔ = fellow criminal
▼ = heals often
✖ = doesn't like/wary of



shine, I'll stand by you; don't try and push me away, cause I'm just gonna stay )
handswillwork: (What to the right)
Abby is nervous. That might be ridiculous, but she can't help it. She's nervous anyway; this wasn't her plan, and applying to colleges outside of New York was pretty much a whim. She always figured she'd stay near home for college, that she and Gabe would get an apartment nearby, give them all a chance to get used to them not being with at least one parent -- or running all over the country constantly, for that matter. She only got in to a little less than half, but that's still more of them than she expected to accept her.

Now that this is an option, though, she wants it, more than she realized. She's just not sure if she wants this, could want anything, enough to leave Gabe behind. And after a lot of time running around options and weighing pros and cons in her head, she knows it's time to talk to him, find out what he wants, and what he thinks.

It's ridiculous to be nervous about this, but she is anyway, plucking nervously at the edge of the letter in her pocket with one thumb before raising her hand to knock on the bedroom door. The other hand is loaded down, a bag hanging off her wrist and a take-out container from Starbucks balanced in hand. Because somehow if she brings enough junk food and coffee to this conversation, that will guarantee it turns out okay and she has nothing to worry about.
handswillwork: (Ungloved smiles)
About You - The Player
Name: Morgan
Age: 21
Contact: Email: nowalouderstrain@gmail.com, DW: thelinesoflearning, Plurk: letmebeasong
Past Role Playing Experience: NONE AT ALL, I AM BLANK CLAY. Never mind the part where I was here four months ago. >>

The Character
Name: Abigail Eddings
Age/Birthdate: 21/November 1990
Species: Angel
*Type: Angel of Healing
Canon: Rift
Livejournal: [personal profile] handswillwork
Played By: Katie Leclerc
Icon: http://www.dreamwidth.org/userpic/1291991/1189614

My hands are small, I know, but they're not yours, they are my own... and I am never broken. )
handswillwork: (Ungloved smiles)
Abby's made a few good friends recently, and had a few in Chicago for a while. And Abby likes spoiling her friends. And Christmas is the time to give people things! Good things that may or may not be stolen!

This would explain the extravagant (and not entirely legally acquired) gifts that show up at certain places overnight on Christmas.

For Rachel. )


For David. )


For Neal. )


For Millie. )


For John. )


For Luna. )



There are also two very new minivans left in front of the Kashtaa. The card and keys for this one are adressed to Martha Jones and left in the care of the front desk, with the following unsigned message inside the car:

Hope you can get some use out of these. Merry Christmas.

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