EasilyAmused

You Get What You Give

Any active people want to start a 1x1 with me? I play male or female 2+ paragraphs.

Gaurdians of the Galaxy; An Old Friend |Jones Sparrow & EasilyAmused|

This was an interesting group that Quill had found himself in. Two known murderers, a creature her culture praised and a talking tree with a gentle look on his face… almost a look of understanding. Then there was Quill, the self-proclaimed Star-Lord. After their parting, Nikki did continue to ask around; wondering if anyone knew of this ‘Star-Lord’, only to find that no one did. That was, until the Guardians of the Galaxy risked their lives to save the universe from total destruction. Then everyone knew who Star-Lord was. But there was no way it could have been the same Star-Lord she knew… but it was.

Well, in a sense it was, he seemed the same, yet different somehow. He seemed like less of an arrogant prick and more humble in a manner. Still arrogant, but humble at the same time. He even went far enough to apologize to her for his actions and the fact that he had instilled the idea in her mind that he could have possibly given off the impression that he was going to sell her to The Collector. It was nice to see a different between who he was and who he had become.

Nikki’s attention was more on Quill than anything else before she realized that she was getting spoken about and talked to. Her mind jumped back to the realization that she was actually getting asked a question. “Oh Um…” She began quickly as she pushed away her empty plate. The Racoon stared up at her, ears twitching in anticipation. The large man next to her seemed to have stopped eating and stared at her with a blank gaze wondering exactly what was happening. The other female at the table wanted nothing to do with her and just continued to glare at her plate. The tree continued to sway with the music and Quill just watched her as he ate.

“Well I’ve seen a couple but if they’re the ones with my name than there’s much more and more dangerous people coming. The first that came after me were the Astar Hunters, those friends that decided to take up bounty hunting, Gorganol Mesicoor and…” Her voice trailed off and she swallowed slightly, showing the first sign of worry since she got onto the ship. “Zero has been tracking me recently.” Zero was well known through the bounty hunting community so it shouldn’t be surprised that the name would strike fear into anyone who crosses his path.

💖A Different Kind of Love💖 |role play|

It was a little disappointing that he wouldn’t accept the help of her people when he would be doing the town such a wonderful favor and her face dropped to one of sadness. She’d prefer to be helpful instead of having him think that they would just be using him for his skills. It’s funny to think that someone could live what would be defined as ‘simple’. She never really understood simple and neither did Anna as much as she wanted to think she did. Simple wasn’t in their nature because they weren’t used to growing up without getting what they wanted. Then… then there was responsibilities that came with being Queen and having responsibilities thrust upon you becomes a lot more than what you’d expect. Especially when you lack a parental figure to guide you through the process…

Elsa found herself leaning back against the chair awaiting his answer as he talked. Her power surged through her and she could feel the worry and shame of being rejected moving through her body. The back of the chair, though unseen from her covering it, began to crackle behind her as her power stretched across the back of the chair and began to spread and design into spirals, covering the back in ice. Her breathe held as she awaited his pondering, even the glass in her hand slowly began to have ice crawl from her hands in her panic.

But until his gentle smile and his statement that he would take the job, the ice on the ice fell off and disappeared in the warmth of the room and the ice on the chair feel in the same fashion, disappearing before it even hit the ground. An unmistakable bright smile of joy moved across her face as she gave him a nod, “Anything you need, you have my word you will receive. I understand that your time is precious and you might other projects that you need to complete but I certainly do appreciate you taking the time to help out my country.”

The night went on well. Sadon and Elsa held a good casual conversation and the more she talked to him, the more relaxed she felt around the man. The idea of calling out to Anna for some form of emotional support wasn’t needed anymore. She kept herself calm and relaxed and was able to find happiness while talking to him. It was an unreal feeling and something she didn’t expect to find some a stranger. The ability to calm her stressed-side was something she thought only Anna could do but here she was, being proved wrong. The night ended, the party guests left and she, Kristoff and Anna escorted Sadon to the gates to leave.

“See you tomorrow!” Anna said in a peppy-yet-half-asleep tone as she leaned against her husband looking exhausted but happy at the same time.

“Yes, we look forward to your return tomorrow. Do not rush on our account but I will make sure the doors are attended so that your stuff may be easily moved if you wish to have help to get into the forge.” The small group said their good byes as Sadon departed upon his newly arrived horse and the small family retired in the castle.

The next day rolled around rather fast and Elsa strolled the halls talking to a couple of important head figures of the country and explaining the situation with Sadon. Her long light blue dress trailed elegantly behind her and her blonde hair was folded into her normal braid hanging down over her right shoulder. She felt a lot more comfortable in her ice dress than the blue one she was wearing the night before and she seemed to glow with a sense of comfort in her normal attire. Though the crown on her head was still a new thing for her to get used to… although she probably never get used to it.

“Your highness.” A young scout approached her panting heavily.

“Catch your breath young man, don’t rush yourself to speak.” She said gently.

The young man was bend over at his hips, his hands on his knees as he calmed himself. “A man… on… on a horse… with a carriage… is coming…”

A smile moved across her full soft pink lips as she nodded to him. “Please inform the town guards to insure the gates to the town and the castle are unlocked then take your break; you’ve worked hard and I thank you for it.” After the guy left she went the castle entrance and stepped outside onto the grand staircase overlooking the entrance to the castle where carriages would pull up. A large smile moved across full lips as she watched the figure pull closer to the castle. Her heart was fluttering and her body was filled with excitement as she saw him get closer; why was this so exciting? Probably because he’s a new person… yeah that’s right, and that’s all…. Right?

You Get What You Give

I'm fairly certain it was the evening, but I think have Your character either get dropped off at the doorstep or inside one on of the benches.

You Get What You Give

Nightwing I know we're lacking officers unless we're going to make them NPCs for everyone else to free control but message Jones :-)

You Get What You Give

Okay great!

So the idea is if you back peddle to the night before and missy just have it say that Little John dropped you off to get help from Tuck. I bet Jones would back peddle to say that he would be there with Tuck (maybe for a confession of his deed) and they help her.

You Get What You Give

Rush what's your role I have an idea.

You Get What You Give

Bump Check, anyone still around?

You Get What You Give

Bump Check, anyone still around?

Captain America and Agent 13 (Jones Sparrow and EasilyAmused)

A smile spread across Sharon’s face. She loved that they could talk like this. Playful and cheekishly without the other thing that they’d be interested in anyone else; it was hard to believe that she could be this happy but… well she was. Much better than the last boyfriend she had to deal with (that’s not a pretty conversation there) and way better than Stark and dealing with his flirtatious and annoying ways that he was, for some ungodly reason, convinced was ‘charming’. To Sharon, it was anything but charming. Then there was Steve Rogers. His abilities were only outshined by his modesty and his want to do good with the world. Protecting people was his top priority and she couldn’t help but feel like she was towards the top of his list of people to protect.

The voice echoed from the door that nearly made her jump out of her skin. As Steve jumped she found herself folding into him as if something was going to attack her; even though it was Director Fury who probably wouldn’t be too happy seeing the two standing in her apartment. “Last I saw him he was heading downstairs sir.” She called back.

“Fetch him for me, we need to have a meeting in the main living room; it’s important.” He said in a stern tone before his footsteps were heard leaving from her door.

Silence filled the room for a moment before she let out a small sigh in relief as he left. She below some of her blonde hair from her face before she looked up at the gorgeous man, “Well,” She began, her voice sounding rather sad. “I guess we must go. Have you noticed that this job has a habit of ruining good moments?” A small laugh left her as she rested her head against his shoulder breathing softly against his neck with a tender smile. “I don’t want to go.”