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* Priscilla Paladin

    (12/09/2013 at 17:01)
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July 1940
Early evening

She still couldn't believe that they were actually living in igloos. Who would want to do that? Who would even think of doing such a thing? It was like the whole camp was full of barbarians living in ice houses, wooden cabins or tents.

And even worse, she had to sleep in a room igloo with several other girls, one more noisy and messy than the other. She wouldn't be surprised if she saw one of them up a tree one day.

And the boys... they certainly weren't any better at all. They were rowdy and silly and rude. And dirty.

(Though if the rumours were right, it was a girl who had started the food fight.)

It was impossible to find any peace with girls like that all around in her room, so in the end Priscilla had grabbed a book and her blanket and left for the larger igloo to see if she could finally find somewhere quiet, or at least some civilized people to talk with.

It didn't look too promising for either, though. Priscilla stopped as she entered the igloo, the blanket carefully draped over one arm and her shawl around her shoulders - Merlin, summer dresses really were a bit too cold here. She pursed her lips, blue eyes on the stranger. 

"Who are you?"

Blossom of snow may you bloom and grow
Bloom and grow forever

Percy Marlowe

    (12/10/2013 at 11:48)
He quite liked the igloos because they were cool in both senses of the word - there was a special word for this, he knew, because Gaz had told him, just he couldn't remember - so he ran around them because igloos were round and good for running 'round.

Robbie was supposed to be the pirate, but he wasn't a very good pirate even if he had a miniature pirate hat attached to his head. He was sort of plodding along and kept on insisting getting into Percy's pocket, but that didn't work out because Percy was supposed to be the Royal Navy destroying all the pirates.

Finally Percy gave up, bending over and panting. It wasn't half as fun running round igloos when there wasn't anyone to play with. And it was starting to get cold. "C'mon, Rob," he said to the failed pirate. "Let's find somewhere to relax."

There was this gigantaur igloo and Percy stepped into it gladly, scampering onto the ground and placing his sword beside him.

"Who are you?"

Percy looked up, startled, the sword already in his hand again. He crinkled his nose at the sight of the girl; she was wearing a dress. "Why're you wearing a dress in winter?" he demanded, ignoring her question, because he wasn't going to answer a girl wearing a dress.

* Priscilla Paladin

    (01/01/2014 at 04:30)
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The boy had a sword? Priscilla wrinkled her nose and took a small step backwards. Not that she was afraid, though. Of course she wasn't. He was just a little boy. Why would she be afraid of him? She pursed her lips instead and waited for the him to answer her question.

Except he didn't.

"Why're you wearing a dress in winter?"

Her eyes widened slightly. What kind of ridiculous question was that?

"I'm a girl. Girls wear dresses." Duh. Priscilla placed her hands on her hips, eyes narrowing slightly as she ignored the light shiver running through her body. It was summer. It wasn't supposed to be snowing!

"Why do you have a sword?"
Blossom of snow may you bloom and grow
Bloom and grow forever

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