Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-8182065-20170509041231/@comment-25363089-20171215153016

Margrit was already up and was enjoying the cold refreashing air; Of Vacuo's desert as she took a breath of air she could smell the coffee being brewed. She then started doing some streches before cracking her back and hands as well as the rest of her body; To break loose any stiff joints that may have been made during her rest inside her sleeping bag.

It wasn't a ideal sleeping a rangement but it had to do and comfort wasn't in her list of things. She wanted something easy and simple to use. As she finished she yawned and started making her way over to the rest of the group not really caring. How she looked at the moment as she had one thing in mind and that was..''Coffee..need coffee.. ''She moved like a zombie through the desert as;

As she got to the house the scent of coffee was stronger than ever it was a scent she enjoyed second only to the scent of her husband..oh how she missed him some days..but they were both people of business; She a huntress and him a merchant. They knew what they were getting into when they said their vows and got wedded at the circus.

"Mornin..".Margrit told the kids tirely as she came into the kitchen and went directly to where the coffee was at; Like a moth to a flame she grabbed a cup from a cupboard and poured into it some creamer and then coffee; Once she had done that she made her way over to the table and sat down. She took a few sips as she sat there deep in thought as she pondered about the events to soon come as well as remembering; The past as well.

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Nickelae woke up not long after he heard his mom cracking her joints..it wasn't a sound he had heard waking up; But still was not the that pleasant of one either. He layed there in his sleeping bag not wanting to get out for anything but his stomach said other wise. As it let out a growl indicating it wanted some food now! To which he let out groan as he got out of his sleeping bag and when he felt the cold desert air hit him;

He shivered but gritted his teeth as he got up and then made his way to the house; The sand feeling like snow on his feet making him have to leap and skip like a ballet dancer or rather a figure skater in this case. "Cold cold!.". He muttered in a less than masucline voice as he leaped through the window; Not bothering to use the door as he didn't want to waste time opening a door. He made sure to keep his feet out in front as he hit the floor of the house he; Made his way to the kitchen to get something to eat.

Illia let out a groan of annoyance as she heard nickelae running through the house.."Of all the hunters out there..i'm stuck with that one..ggrrr..Well things could be worst..i guess..". Illia muttered as she got up out of bed; Allowing her brother allen to sleep a little bit longer. She made her way down stairs to be greeted by the smell of coffee and breakfast and it was heavenly. She came down the stairs like a princess graceful as always.