(Well you are little miss drama queen, if Ashton's speaking for you(Are you kidding me? I've created drama in two places that are oceans apart.That conversation between those two shouldn't be that hard. Get to writing little miss. Just pretend it's homework and I'm waiting to read it very, very much.
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"Am I not allowed to say what I can be called?" Lucy asked, pouting slightly. She was just teasing him, and enjoying it very much.
(Who said Ashton was speaking for me?(Well you are little miss drama queen, if Ashton's speaking for you
I still have plenty of time to not answer your post Madam Keeper. 
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(You said you made Ashton after your own personality(Who said Ashton was speaking for me?
She's a little drama queen [which makes for some fun reading ] so that's why I said what I said.)
(I said Ashton & Andorra were based off, not exactly.(You said you made Ashton after your own personality
I embellish a lot for comedic value. And there is a fair amount of me in Ryker. But on a realy bad day, I'm also Vasper when he's mad. )
(And I said 'after', not 'copied from'(I said Ashton & Andorra were based off, not exactly.
And I embellish as well, otherwise my characters may get a little boring 
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Nova smiled at that and shook her head "That was understandable and already forgotten, but thank you for the apology. I'm sorry if I said or did anything to make it worse for you to be back here again." She said then dipped her head and looked to the sand at her feet. "For what it's worth, I'm glad you are here and I hope that your sister gets better. Maybe we could convince her to come on a walk out here tomorrow or sometime. I mean, she might want to try swimming or just sunbathing?" She said nervously.
Victor shook his head, responding “No, only I, th great master of names, may choose that.” He chuckled at her, also enjoying their conversation.
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(Uh Run I think it was your turn to reply in our Asa chain. Want me to find it for you.)Cyra flattened herself against the wall. She looked around desperate to hide before Ioan's heavy footsteps reached her. She needed to get to her room before Ioan did, but if she moved and Ioan came around the corner, she could be seen. That was a chance she would have to take. Checking the corner, she fled down the hall. Her footfalls were much softer than her breathing, but that wasn't her biggest concern. When she came to the door she fumbled nervously to open it and nearly fell as it flung open. Scurrying into the room she was careful to quietly close it behind her. She then looked about the room, before jumping on the bed. Fixing her hair she leaned against her pillows and opened her text book, pretending to read it
(Ok, Nicky. I made a post.. can you pretty please reply to Amaryllis now?
