Deirdre

"𝓘'𝓶 𝓽𝓱𝓮 '𝓓𝓮𝓶𝓸𝓷' 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝓵𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓷𝓽 𝓽𝓸 𝓵𝓲𝓿𝓮 𝔀𝓲𝓽𝓱. 𝓘'𝓶 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓭𝓮𝓿𝓲𝓵 𝔂𝓸𝓾 𝓪𝓵𝓵 𝓷𝓮𝓮𝓭." ~ Deirdre Ciar ~ Ancient One's Granddaughter ~ Merc/Reluctant Sorceress ~ Lit. & Des. ~ Ships w/ chem ~ Penned by #kjarr #MCURP #MARVELRP ⮎ + ❥ ?

#FF @JustAnotherSorc ‘The worst criticism seeks to have the last word and leave the rest of us in silence; the best opens up an exchange that need never end.’ Rebecca Solnit, Men Explain Things To Me #InternationalWomensDay

"It's probably the best part," she concedes with a shrug of her shoulders. "Although, I still don't entirely understand the point of the day beyond the obvious. /Such/ a mystery..."

"Of course you'd be all for this..." she sighs dramatically as she picks at a piece of chocolate. "I suppose I appreciate the gesture. Although, I have nothing to return."

"Valentines day? Spare me."

@ultronian_ A growing part of her wishes to shake him, in some foolish hope that it will knock some sense into him. tl.gd/n_1sqq3kd

@JustAnotherSorc He hadn’t noticed exactly how vibrant Deirdre’s expression had been, until it suddenly wasn’t any more. tl.gd/n_1sqpqo9

Lethargicly leans out a portal to flick @ultronian_ with purple sparks. "It's... Been a while, Damsel."

"𝘉𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘮𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘳𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝙣𝙤𝙩." > ᴛʜᴇ ᴄɪᴛʏ ꜱᴘᴇᴀᴋᴇʀ > ɴᴇᴡ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀ > ꜱʜɪᴘꜱ ᴡ/ᴄʜᴇᴍ *ᴍꜱ* > ʟɪᴛ. & ᴅᴇꜱ. #TFRP #MVRP ʀᴛ?

She's seen this a thousand times before. She knows how it ends. So, why wait?

Cᴏᴍᴍᴇɴᴄᴇ sᴘᴇᴇᴄʜ-ᴛᴏ-ᴛᴇxᴛ ᴅɪᴄᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ᴘʀᴏɢʀᴀᴍ. Dᴀᴛᴇ: 01/25/2019. Kᴇʏᴡᴏʀᴅs: … “Lᴇᴛ’s ᴅᴏ ᴛʜɪs. Oɴᴇ ʟᴀsᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ."

"It never lasts, does it?"

@ultronian_ Normally, there's a voice at the back of your head. A warning from yourself. tl.gd/n_1sqpp66

@JustAnotherSorc Nᴇxᴛ ᴛɪᴍᴇ. tl.gd/n_1sqpp4t

@RenewalOnLife -them were aware of her 'memory loss'. "I'm... uncertain. A son? I think. But, I do not know him, and he does not know me." That smile falters for just a second, "perhaps it is better that way."

@RenewalOnLife -her. "Then again it wouldn't surprise me if your people were different in that respect." There's a long silence as Deirdre considers what to say. What she /can/ say without it drawing another's curiosity onto the dangerous path Ultron had already attempted. Although, some of-

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@OfSpaceageKids "Indeed." Her tone is sharp once more, but there's an edge of a smile that graces her lips as she glances at Blake. "I trust you had a good Holiday?"

@JustAnotherSorc “I guess so...” Blake even seems to look away before Deirdre sai that, her mind seemed a bit distant. She shook her head as she managed to get her brain back on track.

"Why does Strange have so many... /Children/?"

@RenewalOnLife Few things bring her down.

@JustAnotherSorc That is her downfall.

"My /girl's night/ currently consists of a talking gem and a cripple— Gods."

"I look at these objects, these possessions, and all I see are echoes. Echoes of lives long since lost."

#sexysaturday "Not one word."

@OfSpaceageKids There's a brief moment of hesitance before she nods in agreement. She couldn't imagine having children, but she already had one. Somewhere out there... "Waste of time," she adds callously. "Especially when there are dimensions to battle."

@JustAnotherSorc Blake let a nod of agreement arise, she hadn’t left in quite a bit. No reason to anyway, it’s been home and she wanted to get back used to it. “I can see that being a disaster if I had to do that... I can never imagine ever having any sort of kids.”