Helena was surprised when Leo kissed her back, but didn't break the kiss just yet. Instead she cuddled up closer against him and wrapped her arms around him. The moment she had kissed him, Helena didn't expected Leo to feel the same and kiss her back, but yet he did, and to Helena, the kiss was one of the most beautiful things they had ever shared.
Eventually Helena had to break the kiss to catch her breath. She looked at Leo with a smile on her face, but didn't say anything, simply being at loss of words. Though she was sure that the kiss had meant more than a million words ever would, no matter how sweet and poetic the words would be. So instead of saying anything she just sat there next to him, not planning to leave him at all.
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Being tiny, curious as hell, cute and incredibly clumsy, I find Meltan surprisingly relatable for a lump of metal with a nut for a head.
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When Leo woke and smiled at her, a weak smile but a smile nonetheless, she spontaneously hugged while making sure not to hurt him with his injured shoulder. "You're alright..." She said soft, only believing the words now that he was awake again. Of course the doctors had told her that he was going to be alright, and that a shot on his shoulder wasn't fatal, but still, the moments during the surgery she had felt worse than she ever had before.
But now, everything was okay again, and Helena felt happier than ever before to see her friend opening his eyes. He didn't lose too much blood or anything, he was alive and going to be healthy again, and that was just all Helena wanted. And in the moment when she hugged him, overtook by happiness and relief, she couldn't stop herself from placing a soft, gentle kiss on her lips. When she did her face turned a bright red colour, making her realise how she actually felt about her friend now that he was back, and both of them older.
But now, everything was okay again, and Helena felt happier than ever before to see her friend opening his eyes. He didn't lose too much blood or anything, he was alive and going to be healthy again, and that was just all Helena wanted. And in the moment when she hugged him, overtook by happiness and relief, she couldn't stop herself from placing a soft, gentle kiss on her lips. When she did her face turned a bright red colour, making her realise how she actually felt about her friend now that he was back, and both of them older.
By the time sirens could be heard and the police finally arrived to the scene, the only gang member left was the one Leo had managed to tie down. The others had fled the scene, leaving their friend to get caught by the cops. Helena paid no attention to him, even once, not caring about him at all. All she cared for at that exact moment was Leo's wellbeing. She sat down close to him, making sure he didn't lose too much blood and didn't leave his side, not even a second, until the police and ambulances arrived.
When they got there she gave the men some space as they got Leo into the ambulance and insisted on going to the hospital with her friend, getting into the back of the vehicle as well and sitting down, searching for Leo's hand and holding it during the ride. Dangerous or not, she had to come with him now, no matter what. After all they were friends, and they were always there for each other.
When they got there she gave the men some space as they got Leo into the ambulance and insisted on going to the hospital with her friend, getting into the back of the vehicle as well and sitting down, searching for Leo's hand and holding it during the ride. Dangerous or not, she had to come with him now, no matter what. After all they were friends, and they were always there for each other.
I'll let you know, but right now I'm going to get some sleep because I have to get up early tomorrow.
Oh wow, that sucks, she was a really great rper and I hate to see her leave... But I agree that the best thing to do to honour her is to finish the rp!
Awakened by the noises downstairs, Helena got out of bed to see what was going on. "Leo!" She yelled worried when she saw his bleeding shoulder, paying no attention to the gang member as she rushed towards her friend. When her father tried to stop her, Helena pushed him away and stopped running when she got to Leo, quickly dialling 911.
When she hung up her phone again, Helena looked worried at her friend. But not only did she feel worried, but also angry at her father. He was to blame for all of this, for making her a target and her friend getting hurt. When her father supportively put a hand on her shoulder, she slapped it away. "If you're only going to pretend to care now that someone got hurt, just get the hell away already!" She snapped, looking at her father.
When she hung up her phone again, Helena looked worried at her friend. But not only did she feel worried, but also angry at her father. He was to blame for all of this, for making her a target and her friend getting hurt. When her father supportively put a hand on her shoulder, she slapped it away. "If you're only going to pretend to care now that someone got hurt, just get the hell away already!" She snapped, looking at her father.
Like I said before I'm still in.
Helena took a quick shower, washing all dirt out of her hair and off her body and spending not much more time in the shower after that. She dried herself with her soft, cream coloured towel and afterwards stepped into a simple pantie and a short, black nightgown that was quite short and didn't even reach her knees. Despite the fact that it was a little shorter than Helena preferred, it was just perfect for this time of the year, with the,weather being so hot, even at night. The thin fabric and short length made sure she wouldn't get too hot while wearing it, yet the length was appropriate, not making the nightgown look like something slutty.
She walked to her room with silent footsteps and stepped into her bed right away. The last thought on her mind before falling asleep, was how happy she was to have her friend back again, even under these circumstances.
She walked to her room with silent footsteps and stepped into her bed right away. The last thought on her mind before falling asleep, was how happy she was to have her friend back again, even under these circumstances.
Although Harol seemed to feel safe around those knights and he had informed her about them earlier, Freya had one hand resting around the handle of a dagger, her distrust showing up as was usual for the woman. After all, they knew Harol, not her, and what reason would they have to protect and not attack a stranger stepping onto their ground? She didn't practice any kind of magic, unlike them, and she wasn't just any stranger, but a wanted rogue. Obviously enough, it would only make sense that they saw her as a threat, but that didn't seem to be the case.
If anything other than distrust, Freya couldn't help but feeling uncomfortable and like an outcast. Those people they were going to, were peaceful mages and warriors with at least some honour, or so she assumed. And Freya herself? She was nothing like that. She had not even the slightest bit of knowledge about magic, and honour was something unfamiliar to the untrustworthy rogue, who had been loyal to none but one person throughout her life so far, stole and hardly ever gave, not caring if she stole from the rich or the poor. She felt like an outsider, like she didn't belong with those people at all, and knowing she would meet oracles, who could just know everything about her, even the secrets she held, like being the daughter of a prostitute and falling in love with a mercenary assigned to attack her and almost marrying that man, but ending up with his corpse next to her the night before their wedding. Knowing that the oracles could very well now this about her, and with that just every other part of her, made her feel uneasy.
If anything other than distrust, Freya couldn't help but feeling uncomfortable and like an outcast. Those people they were going to, were peaceful mages and warriors with at least some honour, or so she assumed. And Freya herself? She was nothing like that. She had not even the slightest bit of knowledge about magic, and honour was something unfamiliar to the untrustworthy rogue, who had been loyal to none but one person throughout her life so far, stole and hardly ever gave, not caring if she stole from the rich or the poor. She felt like an outsider, like she didn't belong with those people at all, and knowing she would meet oracles, who could just know everything about her, even the secrets she held, like being the daughter of a prostitute and falling in love with a mercenary assigned to attack her and almost marrying that man, but ending up with his corpse next to her the night before their wedding. Knowing that the oracles could very well now this about her, and with that just every other part of her, made her feel uneasy.
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