- Invitation Status
- Looking for partners
- Posting Speed
- One post per day
- Multiple posts per week
- 1-3 posts per week
- One post per week
- Slow As Molasses
- Online Availability
- In the mornings usually but only during the week. Weekends are devoted to the family.
- Writing Levels
- Adept
- Advanced
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- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Genres
- Modern, Magical, Romance, Medieval, Fantasy, Slice of Life
Jexel's dismissal of his past made Malia cock a brow. Why was he circumventing the subject? They didn't know each other well enough to trust each other in that way. At least that was what she assumed. She didn't press on it, hoping that Jexel would want to tell her more about his past when the time was right. Being cooped up in her bedroom wasn't the best option. "The article just dictates what everyone in the human community actually feels. It doesn't surprise me. I've been reading about this for years now. It's meant to drive fear into the human heart and breed hatred towards what we don't understand." She shrugged her shoulders, unable to provide another answer. "I don't believe that though. I never have. I guess I must be the only human in the entire community that feels that way."
Just then, Malia's cell phone rang. She pulled the phone into her hands, showing it to Jexel. "It's a cell phone. Not sure if you've ever seen one before. It's meant to communicate with someone else." She answered the call and Regina's voice echoed on the other end. Malia stood, walking over to her window to speak to Regina. It was the gasp later that was sure to alarm Jexel. "Gina. Now is not a good time. Gina wait. Wait." The call ended. Malia grunted in frustration, squeezing the phone in her hand and began to pace around the room.
"Ok. Regina is coming over. We need to find a way to get you out of this house." With her father just at the bottom of the steps, it seemed almost impossible. "The trellis!" She said suddenly. She gestured for Jexel to follow her into her bathroom as she pushed open the window. "I have a trellis right beside this window. It's like a set of stairs I guess. It will bring us out of this room and into the yard below. Come on. Just keep your hoodie on and do your best to hide your paws. My dad should be in his office which doesn't have windows. We have to be quick though. It's still daylight out."
Just then, Malia's cell phone rang. She pulled the phone into her hands, showing it to Jexel. "It's a cell phone. Not sure if you've ever seen one before. It's meant to communicate with someone else." She answered the call and Regina's voice echoed on the other end. Malia stood, walking over to her window to speak to Regina. It was the gasp later that was sure to alarm Jexel. "Gina. Now is not a good time. Gina wait. Wait." The call ended. Malia grunted in frustration, squeezing the phone in her hand and began to pace around the room.
"Ok. Regina is coming over. We need to find a way to get you out of this house." With her father just at the bottom of the steps, it seemed almost impossible. "The trellis!" She said suddenly. She gestured for Jexel to follow her into her bathroom as she pushed open the window. "I have a trellis right beside this window. It's like a set of stairs I guess. It will bring us out of this room and into the yard below. Come on. Just keep your hoodie on and do your best to hide your paws. My dad should be in his office which doesn't have windows. We have to be quick though. It's still daylight out."