"your health, well being, interactions" clair mechanically answered
great, i thought a robotic voyeur
"are you just a voice or do you have a form too?"
Sp.I.C.E
"claire, mirror please."
the wall infront of me slowly changes from the sunrise to a reflective surface.
opression, wheelchair
"claire, can'ya go get our gentlemen som'em to drink?"
the boy jumped up, "claire, canna i help you, seein' your all sore and all?"
i smiled; as best i could when you consider my face was also sore, "sure! com'on, what's your poison?"
#jrr tolekin, Book, pond
"claire. is it you? you look older now." marrissa says, surprised by her actions.
"yeah. the boy tribute of 11 is called fredrant." claire says, seeing delta look over.
"fredrant? is he named after your uncle?" marrissa asks.
"yes, hes my cousin.
Hunger Games, The Capital, tributes
From the outside, haven looks a lot like the cathedral of notre dame, except it seems impossibly huge, it's on the very edge of london, almost far enough to where it can't be counted as london anymore, it has a courtyard just outside of claire's office that
No-Yiff, Story Series, begathon
My father philip was on the right, i was in the middle and my mother claire was on the left. my father was a huge black and white shire horse who never seemed to care about me but as long as my claire was happy, he was happy.
Air raids, Character Development, Family, Horse, M/M, No-Yiff, Series, World war 2, Young Love, ww2
Some time later, a vampire by the name of clair undertones, (i know, its a bad pun, but thats the name she chose) came across it on the run from a set of hunters, she escaped in the catacombs beneath the church and began to look around after the hunters
Clean, explinations
All of a sudden claire just started laughing "do i know who killed our uncle? yes. do i know where he is? yes. am i ok? no. kurt i haven't been ok in 3 years. our uncle was a slob screwing everything in sight that was 18+."
No-Yiff, Story Series, Suicide, murder
I looked up to see claire from compostition standing there, looking at me with worry. "hey, claire," i said, grinning at her. "come on in. i'd offer you a chair, but you'd have to knock this lout out of it."
Gay, Hate, Husky, Lion, Love, No-Yiff, Wolf
clair simply scowled, before hopping on her son's back and sitting. "h-hey!"
"what? just sharing the bag with you, ardent." she cleverly retorted while grooming a paw. he only grumbled in submission.
M/F, Pokemon, Supernatural