Recent content by Mariana

Kristen was so stinking strong. Mariana managed to get her footing when the tall girl went into fight mode. Oh wow. She could see why her brother liiiiiiiked her. Then she pictured them kissing. Ew, gross. Picturing her brother kissing anyone was disgusting. “You HALT!” Two of the...

“HOLY CANOLI!!!!!!!!!” Mariana yelled as she saw Mieri’s fantastic wipe out. “DID YOU GUYS SEE THA—oof,heyHEY!” Her short litttle legs tried to keep up with Kristen. It was a lose-lose situation and the tall girl probably all but dragged the youngest Krixus along. An artist and creative who was...

"Well I've been trying to teach him how to have fun," Mariana puffed her chest out a little and stood a little taller than her short stature was usually. "We went shopping together. And I even painted some of his plain, old black boots. He doesn't know about that yet but now he can look really...

Mariana was an artist and in theory should be able to agree with the older redhead. However, Mariana also believed in choice and she hadn't chosen to see this man's peepee. He hadn't chosen for people to come through the wall, either, but STILL. At least it was taken care of. Perhaps she'd...

"Fiiine," Mariana huffed at Alistair's response. He wouldn't even give her a real sword? Sure, sure he probs knew best but it was an annoying, older brother thing to do. Protection, blah-de-blah. As soon as she was finished eating and excused, she scurried up the stairs to get her painting...

Alistair's mother had taken Mariana on as if she was her own. Which was a wonder in itself, considering any other parent would be amicable at best to a bastard child. And Mariana had grown quite fond of her and their shared love of art. They spent most evenings painting or drawing together...

The tween picked herself off the ground. Her muscles ached worse than the one time in Vel Lameus when she’d ran from authorities nearly the entire day. A silent blessing to Alistair’s mom. A quick scowl on her face as he mentioned the dreaded reading and writing assignments. “Do we have to?”...

"Hey!" She yelped as another bag clipped her shoulder, sending a puff of dust into the air. "Oh I can think of other things to say," she clarified, shuffling back into place as she began the trek back down the courtyard, her body naturally adjusting to his corrections. "But you keep going on...

Whack The first back smacked into her shoulder and she went careening off to the side. Stumbled and landed smack on her rear upon the courtyard steps. "Hey!" She grumbled, glaring at her brother's smug face. But the glare didn't twist her entire face. "You are such a poop head!" While it...

UGH. Maybe when she got better at her letters and could read she could forge a letter to get her brother away for a few more days so she wouldn't have to do these boring drills that made her tired. Still, she'd never do that. Though he was hard on her and making her work for her next...

"Okay but don't hesitate or you'll get stuck in the wall and then you will probably die," she barely finished the warning and the magical door before the flat drawing suddenly morphed into something real as if the stone had always had a strangely beautiful and short door always at this part of...

She huffed indignantly at her brother's observations. "Me too please," she called to the housekeeper. The woman shook her head but knew well enough not to speak on what she was seeing. With Alistair, she'd seen much stranger things. And she knew Alistair truly did love his sister and want...

Mariana looked downward at her own feet and the ground. Shifting her weight, she wobbled again and had to break the stance to keep herself from falling. A huff to blow away her highlighted hair from her face. "I'm not whining!" She whined. And re-shuffled her feet back the way he'd first...

"Hey that tickles," she swatted at his hand on her leg. But he moved just as quickly. She found herself suddenly very off balance. It just felt awkward. Hands waved frantically at her sides as she tried to keep her balance. She used to jump from rooftop to rooftop in Vel Lameus and that...

Mariana definitely couldn't help it. When his skin turned that strange silver she brought up a finger and poked the back of one of his arms. Poke. Poke. "Oh wow, that's reallycool. I meanyait's whatever." No, it was FRICKEN AMAZING!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And he didn't need to tell her...