MarshiestMallow

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

Niesha

building 2 (mess hall)----> Building E, Kristina's room

Sophia just seemed so much better at this sort of thing then Niesha did, Niesha felt like she was tied up, and being told that she had to break free, but not knowing how. She returned Sophia's kiss, and curled her hand around Sophia's when she took her hand, letting herself be led out, Niesha was grateful that things seemed to be over, for now. the day had been long, and she wanted to be with Sophia, in anyway, and now that she'd finished the meds, she could focus on her.

She followed Sophia into Kristina's place, studying Kristina a moment, and making sure she wasn't in too much pain. She seemed to be struggling a little with her ankle, but she didn't seem too bad, and Niesha relaxed slightly. She listened to them talk, replying to Kristina, "I'm good" She said, wondering if there was a hidden question in there, but leaving it be. She gave Kristina a smile, then said "Did you need anything? I don't want to just leave you all alone without things"

She was concerned for her friend, knowing that an injured ankle hurt at the best of times, and were a pain, but these days, it was more then a little frustrating. "You should rest it well, its been a hectic day"

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

@Caits
Hey Caits just curious, when is the next S-Class test for Phoenix Wing?

@hatakekuro

laughs hysterically

oh god, i guess, maybe, before the nnext major arc.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

@ExpolarI'll read it...

I don't know.

I'm in no mood for it.

I'll try and read it tonight.

But...

god.

Deep Ground Online (Hiatus)

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Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

@kal-El
The Cs is okay. You still need @expolar's okay.

I feel like that post was crap. I do have a Sasha and Time Lord post in the works. But its taking longer then I thought. That will be tonight or tomorrow. I''m going back to bed. I feel like crap.

Phoenix Wing (A Fairy Tail RP-Always Open, Open)

"Then" Jamie said, her tone stern, "You can use teleportation Lacrimas. Look at yourself Damain. You may have been healed sligtly, but you look like one good attack will knock you over." Jamie gave a heavy sigh, knowing she couldn't stop Damian in what he wanted to do, but intent on making it easier.

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Penny gave a soft sigh, reaching up to take off her cloak, she removed the clasp she'd used, slipping it in a pocket without looking at it, she folded the cloak up, battered as it now appeared, it had meant something.

She thought back on the emerald Phoenix, wondering if she should hunt the her down, but right then, Penny didn't feel like that. Drained, she followed after the others, troubed and silent. The end to the games seemed anti-climatic, and she wondered if they would be experiencing the fall out for that for a long time.

The games hadn't done what they should have. She had told Masahiko that such a display wouldn't bring about less fear of magic, but it appeared the magic council didn't consider that. Everywhere she looked, she saw faces that looked both scared, and excited, and her heart sank. She fell to the back of the group, feeling sick, and despite everything, still so very sad.

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When they arrived back in Crocus, Gabriel sought out his brother, noting the end to the games, Leo following along behind him, glancing about constantly, and Gabriel had to wonder about the last time thespirit was here. Shaking his head, he stumbled along, searching, but not finding, his brother. Disturbed by that, Gabriel stood for a moment, wondering if he should find the Dragon Fang hotel. Maybe Michael was sick. That thought distressed him,

Seeing no other option, Gabriel trudged through the city, still weary from the recent events, and annoyed by Leo's constant chattering.

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Jamie

@DustyOldCrow@canaryrose@Vas Khaleen@Kyrisse@Venku@King Tai@Gareth@Wick@dabombjk@BlackPanther@Ashevelendar@Shadow Daedalus

"Elyra, go to William, now, I'll cover your retreat" Jamie et her voice echo across the camp, wishing there was another way, the tightening in her chest causing just a hit of panic to enter her voice. Or maybe that was the fact Darius was injuried. She glanced at Darius, but knew that she coulldn't spare much time other then to make sure he wasn't about to die.

Jamie's arrows flew with deadly accuracy as she began to fire again, twenty left... She knew she should be careful about what targets she took down, but there didn't seem to be any point. Her aim turned towards where Salam and Malcum were, and she began to take down the bandits attack them, soon aiming for the ones that held Salem.

No one was going to die if Jamie could help it. She liked living. And she liked most of her companions. She didn't even know where Elyra was, or even if ELyra had heard her call, but she still continued to take down bandits, constantly glancing about her, making sure that there were none trying to sneak up on her and Darius, and if any did, Jamie would pause a moment in her firing, pull out her blade, and slice them open, now fighting with a dedication that seemed to push her to her very limits. She was furious. Not just at the bandits, but at the fact Darius had gotten hurt, protecting her. Foolish, to have allowed that to happen.

And she was a litte scared, too. What if Darius decided he couldn't be with her, she was too much a distraction? So she fought with skill that defied her usual level, and when she ran out of Arrows, she slung her bow across one shoulder, and pulled out her knives. Jamie went towards the banditsstill standing close to her and Darius, and she began to fight, her aim deadly accurate as she would dart in, quick as a flash, stab some vital organ, or slash a neck, stab through an eye, and dance back away, gone before they knew they were dead,

When she'd hopefully given anyone she could a respite, she returned to Darius's side, breathing hard, hair in her eyes, she'd either popped the stitches on her arm fromt he arrow wound, or it had been sliced open again. She had a cut over one eye, the blood effecting her sight somewhat, and her hands, her knives, were stained with blood, guts, gore. She looked a little banged up, and she knew she was running out of stamina, but she wouldn't give up.

"Sit, or it won't be William that kills us"

'How does it feel to be different?' [Dioxide x Caits]

Awesome, i'll try and post shortly before Ihead out, but if Idon't ill try and post while I'm out

The Originals-The Prescotts- Closed

Tabitha

@dabombjk

Tabitha stood in the hallway of the house for a time, dead still, something she never was, staring at Garretts room, struggling internally. Garret hadn't said he wanted to be alone, yet she imagined that he did. But she didn't want him to be alone. She didn't know what to do, as she stared unblinkingly at his room, seeming to forget all the little traits that allowed them to pass as human. She ceased to breath, she didn't blink, and she stood deadly still, not even moving an inch. She wanted to go to Garrett, wanted to make him feel better, but she didn't think she could. How did one get over losing one of your spawn? They were practically your children.

In the end,Tabitha decided to go on what she would want, if it was her. And sh eknew she would want people around her. Garrett tended to have difficulty with tooo many people in the best case scenarior, and this certainly was it, but...surely...he wouldn't...object...to just...her? She was torn, not wanting to push things, and perhaps destroy whatever was going on between them, and not wanting to just float along and perhaps destroy whatever was going on between them.

She didn't know how long she stood there, debating, before she just thought screw it and started to Garretts bedroom, seeing him staring blnakly at the wall. She approached deadly silent, and crawled onto the bed, and curled her small frame around Garrett as best she could, as if she could shield him from further pain and suffering, wanting to take what he already felt away, but knowing she couldn't. She hugged him as tight as she could, knowing that Garreett could take her strength.

"I'm here" She said softly, the only words she spoke as she pressed herself against him, wrapped about him. She didn't think anything else needed to be said. I'm sorry just seemed...wrong. Its okay....how could it be okay? I'm here seemed to say it all. That she was there, and she wasn't going anywhere. That she would be whatever he wanted, a sounding board, a hug monster...whatever. It said that she knew he was hurting, suffering, and that she wanted to make it easier, if she could. Or that's what she thought. Maybe she was reading too much into two words. She couldn't understand his pain, having never loston of hers before-not that she knew off, but she had liked Salazar, formly known as Jackson-and really why wouldl he wanted to sound like a snake? Jacky was so much better. He'd never really treated her different because she was odd. Perhaps that was Garretts doing. Whatever Jacky had become, he didn't deserve to be torn apart by some mutt.

Her thoughts were getting away from her. She tightened her grip slighty, her arms slightly shorter then they needed to be, but she did her best, she pressed her face against him, just trying to let him know that she was there.

The Mysteries of Awilix (A Planetary, Magic RP)

@Americore
it was good

i'll post in the morning. Or sometime tomorrow. too exhausted to do so now.