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Okay, posted. I tried to convey as much emotion in my post as I could. I can't exactly have Alex break down and feel sorry for Oliver. But I think there's some subtlety in the darkness of the graveyard scene thanks to us both. It's pretty beautiful. :P
Riley's lack of protest was a relief to Alex and her sinking into his embrace was a comfort after the events of the last few days. He'd pondered on what he would do and if he would ever be able to see Riley again. At the same time wondering if it was only a matter of time before he was picked up on a murder charge and inevitably taken back to be reprogrammed into the perfect soldier who would never disobey an order.
"Don't even!" Retreating at the aggressive tone of her raised voice, a burning sensation stung his cheek as the blood rushed towards where he had been slapped, his kin going red around the impact. His eyes closed tightly and when he opened them again, Riley was still shouting at him. He opened his mouth as if to protest or at least offer some explanation or even an apology, but the words escaped him. Alex's gaze drifted to Oliver's grave as Riley turned around to look at it. He swallowed, hard before she turned back to him. He couldn't help but feel almost lost when he saw her eyes staring deeply into his as cold and icy as they were. The thunder had not phased Alex and he relished the rain drops as they began to caress his face, cooling down the heat he was feeling from the confrontation.
"I guess I can't count on you, can I?" There were no words.
After Riley had left Alex approached the grave. The two men had finished and were leaving, greeting Alex as he approached. To Alex it felt as if they knew, paranoia. At first he stood, for about fifteen minutes the light drizzle by this stage was becoming apparent in Alex's appearance, his hair was dripping as the rain picked up and the fall became heavier. Another low rumble of thunder, Alex couldn't help but wonder if this was a sign from some God to say that his act was not only wrong but standing here at the grave was in someway taking the piss. He meant no disrespect. Crouching down he ran his bare fingers across some of the soil. "Rest in peace..." He spoke, sincerely and full of remorse.
"Can I help you, son?" A voice asked from behind, taking Alex by surprise who stood and snapped around quickly. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sneak up on you." A priest, much to Alex's relief. He shook his head and walked past the priest going to leave the graveyard. "I didn't see you at the ceremony." The priest persisted. Alex stopped and turned around for a brief moment, looking at the priest before continuing on.
"No one can help me, Father."
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The low hum of the motorcycle coming to a stop. The rain hadn't eased off at all and it was beginning to downpour. Alex was thankful he had made it here to Riley's building before the roads had become too slippy for him to drive on. This time around he didn't remove his helmet until he had reached the door to the building, about to press the buzzer and beg Riley to let him in he saw that the front door to the complex itself had been left open. Glancing between the door and the buzzer, he used his better judgement and pulled it fully open, walking inside before closing it tightly behind him.
Stopping outside Riley's apartment door he noticed that this one too was left ajar, just slightly. Riley must have entered quickly and not paid much attention when closing the door, Alex thought. He stepped inside, his hair and jacket dripping water onto the floor, something he would apologize for later. Glancing over the apartment the first thing he noticed was torn canvasses, secondly Riley spaced out on the couch drinking a large glass of wine, an empty bottle of vodka strewn on the floor along with all sorts of crap. He sighed and walked over, was Riley so blind drunk that she hadn't even noticed him coming in? What if he'd wanted to harm her? He sat down beside her still fully clothed and breathed out deeply. "Hey." He introduced himself, leaning his head back onto the back of the couch, staring up at the ceiling.
"Don't even!" Retreating at the aggressive tone of her raised voice, a burning sensation stung his cheek as the blood rushed towards where he had been slapped, his kin going red around the impact. His eyes closed tightly and when he opened them again, Riley was still shouting at him. He opened his mouth as if to protest or at least offer some explanation or even an apology, but the words escaped him. Alex's gaze drifted to Oliver's grave as Riley turned around to look at it. He swallowed, hard before she turned back to him. He couldn't help but feel almost lost when he saw her eyes staring deeply into his as cold and icy as they were. The thunder had not phased Alex and he relished the rain drops as they began to caress his face, cooling down the heat he was feeling from the confrontation.
"I guess I can't count on you, can I?" There were no words.
After Riley had left Alex approached the grave. The two men had finished and were leaving, greeting Alex as he approached. To Alex it felt as if they knew, paranoia. At first he stood, for about fifteen minutes the light drizzle by this stage was becoming apparent in Alex's appearance, his hair was dripping as the rain picked up and the fall became heavier. Another low rumble of thunder, Alex couldn't help but wonder if this was a sign from some God to say that his act was not only wrong but standing here at the grave was in someway taking the piss. He meant no disrespect. Crouching down he ran his bare fingers across some of the soil. "Rest in peace..." He spoke, sincerely and full of remorse.
"Can I help you, son?" A voice asked from behind, taking Alex by surprise who stood and snapped around quickly. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to sneak up on you." A priest, much to Alex's relief. He shook his head and walked past the priest going to leave the graveyard. "I didn't see you at the ceremony." The priest persisted. Alex stopped and turned around for a brief moment, looking at the priest before continuing on.
"No one can help me, Father."
The low hum of the motorcycle coming to a stop. The rain hadn't eased off at all and it was beginning to downpour. Alex was thankful he had made it here to Riley's building before the roads had become too slippy for him to drive on. This time around he didn't remove his helmet until he had reached the door to the building, about to press the buzzer and beg Riley to let him in he saw that the front door to the complex itself had been left open. Glancing between the door and the buzzer, he used his better judgement and pulled it fully open, walking inside before closing it tightly behind him.
Stopping outside Riley's apartment door he noticed that this one too was left ajar, just slightly. Riley must have entered quickly and not paid much attention when closing the door, Alex thought. He stepped inside, his hair and jacket dripping water onto the floor, something he would apologize for later. Glancing over the apartment the first thing he noticed was torn canvasses, secondly Riley spaced out on the couch drinking a large glass of wine, an empty bottle of vodka strewn on the floor along with all sorts of crap. He sighed and walked over, was Riley so blind drunk that she hadn't even noticed him coming in? What if he'd wanted to harm her? He sat down beside her still fully clothed and breathed out deeply. "Hey." He introduced himself, leaning his head back onto the back of the couch, staring up at the ceiling.
Oh man, this roleplay is getting emotional. Reading your post there I think I was beginning to feel genuine sadness. I'm going to work on a post in a few minutes just not sure what angle to take from here. Any ideas where you see my next post going? And send me a PM on your modern day Robin Hood idea. Sounds interesting.
I'll PM you about it! I'd really like to stick with this roleplay too though. I'd hate to see it die.
Also, I'll be online for at least another two hours today if you want to soldier on with me.
Oh, and if I do go anywhere, I'll let you know where! ;)
Also, I'll be online for at least another two hours today if you want to soldier on with me.
Oh, and if I do go anywhere, I'll let you know where! ;)
Yeah this forum is going down the *pfffft* to be honest. I'm using it for nostalgia sake but even nostalgia doesn't really kick in considering it's basically a new, more barren forum that before. I've actually followed in Jorick's footsteps and have migrated to another site. It's actually one I used a while back. I'm not saying I'll be leaving here or spending less time here. I'll have both open in separate tabs but... Yeah. Our roleplay is the only thing keeping me here everyday!
You're Irish and need to do research on Ireland? :0 You must be one of them American-Irish? Also, glad to see you're interested. ;)
You're really good at these *deep game commentator voice* t-t-t-triple kill post.
No problem. Take you're time.
No problem. Take you're time.
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Don't worry about it. I'm catching up on some sci-fi/horror movies that I haven't seen. And, by sci-fi/horror I mean the two genre's in one. Pandorum so far is a complete disappointment! Have fun getting the kind to bed.
Not usually my cup of tea but... I'm trying to expand my horizons to stuff like this too. I'm in! I'd like to bag a non-native student. My character will probably be British.
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