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Should be anon-enabled and non-friend enabled; IP logging is off as well! Will absolutely listen to all crit given.

I also participate in each HMD meme that gets posted - track this post if you'd rather leave it there.
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Wanna thread somewhere with Sheila? Poke me here and we'll see if we can work it out!
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PMs: Accepted
Email and AIM: Ping me through PM if you need either.
HMD: Here.

Also feel free to comment here!
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[There's a soft rattling noise before the message starts.]

'Tis Sheila, and I am currently indisposed. Please leave thy...number? And name after the beep.
gavesugar: quarter-shot of sheila (braids and boobs)
It was everything that Sheila expected it to be and nothing like Sheila expected it to be. Painful to be sure, life-altering definitely, but no one told her what it would feel like to hold a baby in her arms.


She casts fond eyes upon the man sleeping propped up in a chair beside her bed. He was there with the the whole time, and he deserves his rest, but she is starving.

And itching to do something with her hands that doesn't involve holding the bebe.

She may or may not be lightly nudging his foot now.
gavesugar: (there isn't time)
[Continued from here!]

Sheila has been pacing the length of her chamber for an untold amount of time. Arthur is busy, she reasons to herself, and her urgent note - sent down with a giggling maid - wasn't very clear. Still, how will she account for this?

She casts a brief look of fond disgust at Ash. "And thou sits like a stone?"

On her bed.

Oh, Arthur will not be pleased...
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The Wisemen are in consultation - where, Sheila knows not, but while they consult Ash has little to do but sit around and bask in his victory.

And she'll be damned if he's going to bask with Arthur's serving wenches.

It's her idea that they go riding, somewhere close enough to the castle that they shouldn't bump into any straggling but well-armed skeletons and far enough away that they may enjoy each other in privacy.

She is the envy of some, the baleful regret of others, as she combs the mane of her mare and waits for him to find her in the stables. He is something of a late riser, but she knows he will arrive.

Late or no.
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Sheila's special power is an enhancement of her natural ability to perceive the truth in the lies of others - a form of lie detection.

This is going to be an intermittent (at least at first) extra-sensory ability for her, and will be as frustrating for her as it would be for your character. Please post here if your character would be invulnerable to such powers, if you don't want her to be able to read your character at all, or if you'd like to add conditions to her ability to read you.

I also have a plotting post, if you'd like to generally hash out a story idea.