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*clears throat* Guys?
I figure they could be coworkers as well as friends. I don't know how close their friendship should be. I see Nax as a well off engineer, possibly dealing with system security and possibly have a bit of a foot in the medical field as far as merging tech with medicine and such. They could be friends through hacking and computers possibly.
Awesome! You and I should probably decide which of us will specialize in what magic in Thera.
And we all probably need to decide what connection our duos have to one another, friends, coworkers, etc.
And we all probably need to decide what connection our duos have to one another, friends, coworkers, etc.
Oh, that's good to know.
Hey, Chezka since we already settled on our genders and origins, you've got what's left. I edited it in the first post. Hopefully it's okay with you.
When she had mentioned the war, way back when, the man gave her a very odd, quite personal response, one she wasn't sure how to take. He then mentioned he saw something about it on the telly. Something told her he wasn't being totally honest with her. He didn't look enough to experience World War 2, perhaps he had relatives who told him stories. Or maybe he was right, maybe the telly gave him vivid details about beer and bratwursts. "Thanks..." She just said, brushing off the weird comment when he carried on and invited her in for some tea. It would be rude to decline an invitation and she was curious about the new guy, who she still didn't know the name of.
Had he told her already?
Sure, Rose wasn't the best student and had a knack for spacing out or forgetting things but she didn't think she'd miss the man's name if he had told her already. The man took her arm before she could say much else and pulled her inside. His grip wasn't harsh or thoughtless. In fact it was surprisingly light. When the young woman stepped inside, she took a careful look around. He was rather strange and she didn't want to walk into some sort of trap. For all she knew, he was some serial killer who preyed on young girls, which would also explain why he hadn't given her his name. As she stepped further into the flat, she heard some sort of buzzing noise but she couldn't figure out where it was coming from. It was a nice place but showed very little personality.
"So...you do live alone." She concluded, haven't not seen any items which would give away a woman's touch or a child's presence. The man moved into the kitchen and confirmed what she deduced. He was alone. Quite. Her heart fell a little She could detect pain in his voice, at the admittance of having no one else. She lingered in the room, the layout was the same as her own flat, but his had nicer touches, and was much cleaner too. "I work downtown at a shop." She replied to his question. "There isn't much to say 'bout me." She shrugged, wishing she had something exciting to say or brag about. "I dropped out of university and just live with my mum." Rose told him as she watched him lean over from the kitchen. "To be honest, work is pretty boring, I suppose if I had gotten a degree or somethin' I would be doing something more interesting, or at least worthwhile."
Soon the tea was ready, alerting both by whistling rather loudly.
The man prepared the cups and she moved to the couch, following his direction. "Thanks." She accepted the cup and sat next to him. She smelled its contents before she blew on it. In the back of her mind, she still vaguely wondered if who he was. Was he dangerous? Or was he really just alone? "You know, moving to a new place can be a bit scary but it means you do get to meet new people." She tried to assure him. "I'm sorry, did you tell me your name?" Her nagging mind couldn't be contained any longer. Just then her phone beeped. It was Mickey. "Sorry." She apologized again and pulled out her phone with her free hand. Mickey said he was almost to her flat. She told him to let himself in, that she was busy and left it at that. He didn't need to know she was with a strange new neighbor, a man, no less.
Meanwhile, Mickey looked at Rose's reply and smiled. He hoped her mother was out for the late morning which meant he and Rose could have some time together. The dark skinned male had crossed a street and had been hurrying along towards the complex. He stopped when he saw the odd alien bounty hunter. It was a little late in the year for creepy costumes. He had a weird feeling about the bloke and decided to snap a picture to show Rose. Maybe she knew about some kids who liked to dress up. You never knew! As Mickey was looking at the picture on his dinky phone, the hunter turned around and studied Mickey who began to back away. "Shit." He muttered and decided to go another way to Rose's flat, a back way. The hunter continued to walk towards the large building, resuming his hunt with his special device.
Mickey spotted the fiend slowly making his way to the stairs, Mickey quickly climbed the stairs from the other side and called Rose. As he got to her floor, he heard her ringtone except it wasn't coming from her flat, but someone else's. With his imagination already spinning, the boy banged on the door that her ringtone was coming from. "Rose! Hey Rose! There's some creep outside, we better get lost. I've got a bad feeling about him. And what are you doing in there?!" He called out. "You better not be cheating-"
By this time, Rose had answered the phone and moved to the door, hearing Mickey's frantic nonsensical peas. "What are you going on about?" She huffed and opened the door, cutting Mickey's rant off.
"Who's that?" He pointed to the man on the couch. Rose shrugged and took a sip of tea, still not sure what Mickey's problem was.
"Hasn't told me his name yet, he was about to but you rang me up and interrupted him." She said. "Sorry, this is my um...friend Mickey." She turned to the man as Mickey pushed his way through and pushed a few buttons on his cell phone and held it out for them to see the creature he caught on camera. "This some kind'a joke?" Rose rolled her eyes a bit as the image but Mickey still seemed rather panicked.
"No it's not, he's like, right outside. He doesn't look right to me." Mickey insisted.
Had he told her already?
Sure, Rose wasn't the best student and had a knack for spacing out or forgetting things but she didn't think she'd miss the man's name if he had told her already. The man took her arm before she could say much else and pulled her inside. His grip wasn't harsh or thoughtless. In fact it was surprisingly light. When the young woman stepped inside, she took a careful look around. He was rather strange and she didn't want to walk into some sort of trap. For all she knew, he was some serial killer who preyed on young girls, which would also explain why he hadn't given her his name. As she stepped further into the flat, she heard some sort of buzzing noise but she couldn't figure out where it was coming from. It was a nice place but showed very little personality.
"So...you do live alone." She concluded, haven't not seen any items which would give away a woman's touch or a child's presence. The man moved into the kitchen and confirmed what she deduced. He was alone. Quite. Her heart fell a little She could detect pain in his voice, at the admittance of having no one else. She lingered in the room, the layout was the same as her own flat, but his had nicer touches, and was much cleaner too. "I work downtown at a shop." She replied to his question. "There isn't much to say 'bout me." She shrugged, wishing she had something exciting to say or brag about. "I dropped out of university and just live with my mum." Rose told him as she watched him lean over from the kitchen. "To be honest, work is pretty boring, I suppose if I had gotten a degree or somethin' I would be doing something more interesting, or at least worthwhile."
Soon the tea was ready, alerting both by whistling rather loudly.
The man prepared the cups and she moved to the couch, following his direction. "Thanks." She accepted the cup and sat next to him. She smelled its contents before she blew on it. In the back of her mind, she still vaguely wondered if who he was. Was he dangerous? Or was he really just alone? "You know, moving to a new place can be a bit scary but it means you do get to meet new people." She tried to assure him. "I'm sorry, did you tell me your name?" Her nagging mind couldn't be contained any longer. Just then her phone beeped. It was Mickey. "Sorry." She apologized again and pulled out her phone with her free hand. Mickey said he was almost to her flat. She told him to let himself in, that she was busy and left it at that. He didn't need to know she was with a strange new neighbor, a man, no less.
Meanwhile, Mickey looked at Rose's reply and smiled. He hoped her mother was out for the late morning which meant he and Rose could have some time together. The dark skinned male had crossed a street and had been hurrying along towards the complex. He stopped when he saw the odd alien bounty hunter. It was a little late in the year for creepy costumes. He had a weird feeling about the bloke and decided to snap a picture to show Rose. Maybe she knew about some kids who liked to dress up. You never knew! As Mickey was looking at the picture on his dinky phone, the hunter turned around and studied Mickey who began to back away. "Shit." He muttered and decided to go another way to Rose's flat, a back way. The hunter continued to walk towards the large building, resuming his hunt with his special device.
Mickey spotted the fiend slowly making his way to the stairs, Mickey quickly climbed the stairs from the other side and called Rose. As he got to her floor, he heard her ringtone except it wasn't coming from her flat, but someone else's. With his imagination already spinning, the boy banged on the door that her ringtone was coming from. "Rose! Hey Rose! There's some creep outside, we better get lost. I've got a bad feeling about him. And what are you doing in there?!" He called out. "You better not be cheating-"
By this time, Rose had answered the phone and moved to the door, hearing Mickey's frantic nonsensical peas. "What are you going on about?" She huffed and opened the door, cutting Mickey's rant off.
"Who's that?" He pointed to the man on the couch. Rose shrugged and took a sip of tea, still not sure what Mickey's problem was.
"Hasn't told me his name yet, he was about to but you rang me up and interrupted him." She said. "Sorry, this is my um...friend Mickey." She turned to the man as Mickey pushed his way through and pushed a few buttons on his cell phone and held it out for them to see the creature he caught on camera. "This some kind'a joke?" Rose rolled her eyes a bit as the image but Mickey still seemed rather panicked.
"No it's not, he's like, right outside. He doesn't look right to me." Mickey insisted.
This will be my placeholder for my sheets.
I don't have much going on today except a restless muse, tomorrow I'll be busy so I'm hoping to finish them tonight though for me, my CS will probably more plain and straight forward, less wordy.
I don't have much going on today except a restless muse, tomorrow I'll be busy so I'm hoping to finish them tonight though for me, my CS will probably more plain and straight forward, less wordy.
Oh look THG and CF are both on tv, nice lil marathon!
Ahem.
I was thinking of doing a mock-clock with less "phases" so we could try and do something sort of like that.
Since Gale and Prim would be outsiders so to speak, (Katniss would surely have a chip on her shoulder, feeling the need to protect Gale and Prim and deal with Haymitch's sobriety) which would be good if they knew the plan rather than Haymitch and or Katniss. Gale is rather smart, and so is Prim so we could have them both involved with Finnick and Johanna and the others, since they seem less likely to conspire anyway.
I don't mind 13 but I don't see it being useful if we're making our own choices. We could go there later on but I do think going into the wild and or going through other districts and hiding out, might be more realistic. And yeah, Snow nabbing Peeta for his failed attempt would surely make Snow upset. Did we want to involve Pluturch? Or whatever his name is. I already like the idea of losing Coin since that was kind of confusing as it is/was...
Ahem.
I was thinking of doing a mock-clock with less "phases" so we could try and do something sort of like that.
Since Gale and Prim would be outsiders so to speak, (Katniss would surely have a chip on her shoulder, feeling the need to protect Gale and Prim and deal with Haymitch's sobriety) which would be good if they knew the plan rather than Haymitch and or Katniss. Gale is rather smart, and so is Prim so we could have them both involved with Finnick and Johanna and the others, since they seem less likely to conspire anyway.
I don't mind 13 but I don't see it being useful if we're making our own choices. We could go there later on but I do think going into the wild and or going through other districts and hiding out, might be more realistic. And yeah, Snow nabbing Peeta for his failed attempt would surely make Snow upset. Did we want to involve Pluturch? Or whatever his name is. I already like the idea of losing Coin since that was kind of confusing as it is/was...
Bump.
Bump.
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