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"Hm...?" Edelweiss looked up at Goliath who had mysteriously decided to show up, which he had done so before, so the girl was used to it. "I apologize..." She murmured, which was the only thing she could currently say at the moment.

"... I am Pope Leo the VI. A voice cooed. It appeared as though the whole council had decided to show up as well. What a delightful party.

Her lance and shield retracted and was slung around her back. The small girl sat politely on one of the benches, her focus on the Pope. She was curious as to what they had to say, and how they were going to explain themselves for their actions causing this situation to unfold. Edelweiss's hands rested on her lap, with her thumbs twiddling with one another.
Her eyes glanced at Goliath, a slight mumble escaped her lips, "What are you waiting for? Sit?" She then turned her attention back to the pope.
"It's going to be like that for awhile..." Ophelia leaned back in her chair slightly and closed her eyes to think for a moment, "We rarely get jobs anymore, how are we able to advertise ourselves? Work at restaurants? Hang signs? We're pathetic now..." The woman let out a long sigh, "We're trying our best... One day, I'm sure we'll get something good."

She pushed some hair behind her ear and reopened her eyes. It appeared as though another guild member has returned, ah, the blind sword bearer Darren. Ophelia payed no mind to him, he looked as though he didn't want to be bothered, at least to her he didn't. Her hands rested on the table, clasped together.
She herself hadn't done very many jobs, even if she was an S-class wizard she was forced to do measly chores for people in Magnolia town, which in return she would receive little to no pay. This irked the girl greatly, but she understood their position currently.

"We're practically a domestic cleaning service..."
There she sat, dolling herself up. Ophelia was sitting at a table, close to the entrance of the guild hall, she was busy staring at her lovely features with a hand mirror. While the others sat quietly, Ophelia tended to her beauty, besides, sadness gave her wrinkles. The young girl used her free hand to touch the skin of her cheek, checking for any blemishes or scarring, she refused to let her skin get tarnished.

After soaking in her beauty, Ophelia set the mirror down and rested her chin on her hands, examining the other guild members. They were such pigs... They were uncleanly, constantly wreaking of alcohol, and most used vulgar language... Though they were pigs, they were still guild members, and they did have some redeeming qualities, sadly enough. The guild grew quiet these days, especially since they were all starting on a clean slate. They were no longer the best guild in Fiore, they were practically the lowest of the low.

She ran her fingers through her white hair and let out a small sigh of distaste. If only the guild were as lively as it used to be, but sadly that would require work, something that she highly dislikes but if it meant more pleasures, she'd be willing to do it.

"I'm back." A familiar voice announced. Calla.

"How was your job?" A question Ophelia usually asked when members return from a long day of work.
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Neat-o, thanks bruh
Sheogorath said
I'll see if I can post today, I'm posting this from mobile so yeah...


Things are going rather slowly, but do take your time.
Also, please don't 1x1 too much... (Referring to Kidd and Ace)
For once in her life, the young Cherufe felt regret. As she woke from her nap, she realized her life was the same as always; Boring and obsolete. She stayed on the bench for at least an hour, her thoughts still clinging to her like glue. She regrets the fact that she didn't associate with anyone, she wouldn't be in such a position if she hadn't. Aprika gritted her teeth slightly before she laid down on the bench, the girl kicked her feet on the arms of the bench and her head rested on the opposite arm. She stared at her bare toes a slight frown forming on her face. If she had acquaintances... She wouldn't be in a predicament like this. A sophomore, yet unknown like a freshman. There weren't even classes... There was so much going on.
The girl's hands burned hotter than a flame, her regret made her upset at herself. As Aprika's hands came into contact with the wood, she could hear a low hiss coming from the contact, this reaction made her reel her hands back. Her body was fragile, she looked like a child, but there was so much wrath in this puny body of hers.

Aprika thought about taking another nap, but that would most likely result in her waking up angry again, so she laid there like a stone, her eyes fixated on her tiny feet. She wasn't one to associate anyways... Why would she even think about such preposterous ideas? She immediately shot up from the bench. "Focus Aprika... Focus..." The Cherufe placed her hands on her cheeks and squeezed them. "You don't need friends. You're fine on your own." With those words of wisdom, Aprika stood up and walked back to town, slightly more confident than she was earlier.
In The 100 12 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
There was an abrupt landing that shocked through the whole ship. It appeared as though the 100 prisoners have made it to their destination. The flashing red light ceased blinking, the ship itself was practically in shambles. Machines sparked, parts of the ship hung from the ceiling, and some prisoners were already injured.

Claudette unbuckled her seatbelt, her breath still quick and on edge. Surprisingly, she wasn't dead. The girl swallowed some saliva that collected in the pit of her throat before she resumed her heavy breathing. "Is everyone okay?" She murmured, just to make sure no one had actually died during the flight. She slowly stood up, her movements were cautious as she felt the ship's floor beneath her feet. Claudette realized that she was still trembling from earlier, her fear getting the best of her. Others appeared to be more confident.
Aprika had ended up back at the school, there weren't very many people there and since there weren't, the girl decided to sit on a bench in the school's courtyard and think. She wasn't thinking about anything in particular. Aprika looked strange from a distance, her knees were drawn close to her chest and her heels clung to the seat of the bench, her chin rested on her knees as her arms wrapped around her legs. "Aprika..." She mumbled her own name and began to think of variations and rhymes to pass the time. "Paprika. Margarita. Costa Rica. Amnesia. Eureka..." Her own voice lulled herself into a small nap.
In The 100 12 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
High free, lmaooo.
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