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9 yrs ago
Current Getting new RP ideas is agonizing when you realize you need to shelf them until you're less busy.
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9 yrs ago
The Owls are not what they seem... roleplayerguild.com/topics/…
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9 yrs ago
Oh hey now, I just passed 1000 posts. Good god.
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9 yrs ago
Exams are done, Thesis is done, alright let's get back into this 'RP' thing, huh?
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9 yrs ago
Thesis is finally complete, now to curl up and die (but probably rp a bit first)

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@Lady Amalthea

I'll be posting tonight, been enjoying a few birthday glasses of wine.
@The Elvenqueen@Lady Amalthea@Morose

Alrighty, post is up! You're free to make any action you like now, if you want to shoot first and ask questions later, feel free, i'll make rolls and actions for the NPCs accordingly depending on what actions you guys all take. ^^
Luke Teth

Location: Ancorhead Spaceport, Bay B1


As always, Luke momentarily took a double take when he saw Kayala make her way off the ship, he always found himself impressed by her work, it wasn't just her face that was different, it was like she slipped into a completely different role, literally, like she had shed her own skin and taken the body of another. In a different life, less-plagued by war, Luke couldn't help but imagine the woman would be quite the extraordinary actor.

The senator seemed to blend in well enough, she had started to get the hang of slipping into more rugged and rough roles than she was used to while travelling with the crew, and while she definitely looked more highly-born than everyone else there, it wasn't enough to make her stand out greatly as she formed up with the rest of the group. Things seemed to be going well enough so far. Looking over the group, he cleared his throat. "Our contacts should be meeting us outside the Cantina, usual cover for them as well." He gave a nod of confirmation to the others.

As Sutton spoke up with her suggestion, Luke nodded, idly tapping his thumb against the grip of his blaster as he usually did when he was nervous, making his way toward the exit. Everything so far had gone fine as they left the hangar, getting into the main hall which was relatively empty, cleared out for the most part by their associates, equal parts a good thing, and a bad thing, as they soon learned...







Kordath Targon

Location: Ancorhead Spaceport, Bay D3


As they moved off the ship, Kordath let his gaze turn over to Morgbra, a smile resting on his face as always as he chuckled at the mans words. Reaching up, he set a hand on Morgbra's shoulder, and while it appeared friendly, the grip was tight, fingers pressing in the perfect way only a master of inflicting pain could've summoned. "My dear doctor... Believe of me what you will, but please... Don't treat me like a child." He smiled again, releasing his grip to give the man a pat on the same shoulder before he turned on a heel, moving off toward a console by the hangars exit.

For the time being, he allowed Jaina to happily dance about while he shoved the official aside and opened the console, searching through the new arrivals. It took him only a short while to find a discrepancy, after all the rebels had not expected anyone to actually be looking into anything until a fair while /after/ everything was well and done. While the 'B' section of the spaceport had been registered as full, there were no cataloged arrivals, at least now he knew where to begin the search.

"Well, Bay B should be through he-" He was cut off by the sudden blast of the panel being struck by wires. Shorting out, the reinforced door began to open to an empty hall-way, markings beside the door rather conveniently showing them where they were - section 'B'. Watching down the hall as the crew of the Raven came out of their hangar, only to be greeted by a retinue of storm troopers and Imperial officers down the hall, Kordath couldn't help but chuckle. "Well, convenient."
@Lady Amalthea

I will be, yes, apologies for the delay.
Lucas Walsh



Location: Safe House



Lucas rolled his shoulders a little, nodding as he leaned against the wall. He sighed softly as he stood there, he just didn't like the situation they were stuck in, not one bit. He had more and more reason to trust Roy as time went on, but he still couldn't bring himself to trust the man fully, every time he left the safe house he half expected it to explode, or for him to come back with a team of agents ready to gun them both down, now that he knew for sure that Lucas wasn't acting on his order. However, Risa still trusted him though, it counted for something.

"If you can trust him to without compromising us, i'm for it." He nodded, it did make more sense for Roy to check the UN building, he just hoped he would find something without tripping a million wires and bringing them right ontop of him and Risa. "We could look into it, that's a good idea, you don't think Argus might have an agent looking into it too, though?" He questioned quietly, checking all the angles, now.





Scott Fairburne



Location:AfterDark



As she moved to stand, Scott chuckled and reached out, taking her empty glass and giving her a nod, watching over her shoulder as Freddie made his way over. Reaching into the fridges behind the bar, he grabbed a cool bottle of water and chuckled as he saw Zoie dodge Freddie, winking back over to her and giving her a nod. "See you then, Miss Crawford." He smiled, turning toward Freddie as he handed over the bottle, smile shifting into a smirk as he stood there.

"That's the way it is, brotha' - you either got it, or you don't." He laughed, joking around with the bouncer as he moved to properly clean Zoie's glass after idly glancing up and down the bar to assure there were no more customers that needed looking after, or any refills needed. Things were going smooth for the night, he just hoped it would stay that way. Things at AfterDark always had the chance of getting... Rowdy.
Be posting once I'm home from work
Liam Matthews



Location: Aunt Sue's Inn
Interacting With: Aloise Zamora @Morose



Moving carefully after her, Liam's eyes darted around as he tried to stay relatively close to the woman protecting him. He still didn't enjoy feeling quite so helpless as he followed after her, but felt he couldn't really help it now as he stayed close behind, trying as well as he could to remain calm. Not that it worked too well for him when he set his eyes on Sam and Mrs. Hudsons' corpses. Eyes drifting over them, he stared for a moment before it all seemed to finally hit him at once. Hurrying over to a bin in the corner, he leaned over, letting loose an orchestra of discomforting noises as he emptied the contents of his stomach.

This was, essentially, the first time Liam had really been around corpses, and it was the smell now getting him more than anything, the stench of the recently deceased only seemed to be more powerful on his nose as he stood there, bent over as he reached up to wipe his mouth clean, shuddering as he caught a whiff of the smell he himself had just created, mixing with the decaying corpses in the room. Standing up straight as he wiped his mouth again, he looked over at Aloise with an apologetic look. "Sorry..."





Darren Andrews



Location: 1 Grant Road
Interacting With: Jade Cornish @Morose



At her initial reaction, Darren just sort of shrugged his shoulders apologetically, watching Jade closely as she took in what she said. She took it surprisingly well, as far as he concerned, he wasn't particularly sure how he would have reacted himself to being brought back from hell, only to told he might've been sent back, he imagined it wasn't the best news in the world. However, as she moved on to start with the search, Darren smiled, pleased that she wasn't just going to wallow or something along those lines.

As she started her search, Darren idly wandered about, seeing if he could find anything himself, while picking up his gun again which he'd dropped in the fighting. Holstering it, he sighed as he rubbed his sore head, satisfied at least that nothing had been broken or badly hurt. When she called him over, he hurried over, peering down to the glitter around the fireplace as he raised an eyebrow, Howard didn't seem like the type to own anything sparkly.

"The prison? What the fuck is it with the apocalypse and places like prisons, or hospitals." He grumbled at the cliche, sighing as he nodded. Darren had spent a fair few unfortunate and unenjoyable stints in prisons from here and there, it would be better to not be a prisoner, but being there during the apocalypse was regardless, not the best.





Javier Crypt



Location: Crypt Manor
Interacting With: Belladonna Crypt, @Lady Amalthea Mercurial Crypt @Morose



Hearing the voice of his daughter once more, Javier grinned as he glanced over to her, leaning down to plant a kiss atop of her head before she moved toward her mother. "Ah my dear, you have your father's blood, I knew well and truly that you would be up before long, as if you'd had nothing but a scratch." He grinned proudly, chuckling softly as his wife teased their daughter somewhat, only a certain kind of family could be happy and playful in a situation like the world was in.

Moving closer to Belladonna as she spoke, he smiled between the two. "Shall I leave you lovely ladies to your bonding time? I can take a list and be back with all you need before long, my dearest." He assured her with a grin, leaning over to plant another warm kiss to her cool cheek, fingers dancing along her back before his arm settled around her waist.
I'll be posting today, apologies for the delay.
Jackson Tanner



Location: Outside -> Anisa's Bunk



Jackson heaved a sigh as he thought about Anisa's words, Camilla never would sit right with him, that was mostly something he'd come to accept, in his mind, when he looked at her he saw Quinn, he'd always see a part of the man in her, a part of her which chose that man above all else. The fact that she'd left him because of what he became didn't factor into it for Jackson, it might've been petty almost, but it was just how things were for Jackson, even if Anisa's words did make him pause and think.

He watched as Camilla made her way over to him, turning around then as he started to head back into the ship. "In her bunk." He said plainly as he kept walking through the ship, assuming she'd follow close behind as he made his way back toward Anisa's cabin. There was a lot about this which bothered Jackson, everything that had come up so far just seemed like more and more bad luck to him, involving people he still didn't trust didn't make it easier.

As they got back to Anisa's room however, he climbed down the ladder and gave the Captain a nod. "Alright, let's just get this over with." He said, keen to be done with whatever horrible omen he expected to be found in the box they had found.





Gregory Quinn



Location: Captain's Office



Quinn looked through the file a fifth time, a sixth, again and again, he kept looking through it. Through the same pictures, the same lines of text that he knew so well he could've mouthed it all as he read. He'd seen such files before but it was almost warming to see it again, just to see any piece of Camilla, even if it was as mundane as a boring old file with older pictures of her and vague descriptions of her whereabouts and actions. He would absolutely have been lying if he'd said he didn't miss his fiancee, he did with every fiber of his being, however until then, he'd been essentially convinced he would die before he saw her again. It was still entirely possible that could happen.

Hearing the knock at the door he sighed, closing the file and setting it down as he called out. "Come in!." As the door opened and he saw who it was, Quinn assumed what Jahosafat was here for, taking his jacket off and resting it over his chair as he began to roll up his sleeve, raising an eyebrow as the man spoke. While he almost appreciated the words which came from the doctor, there was a sting to them, it hurt to talk about her, after everything that had happened as he leaned forward, holding his arm out for the blood test as he spoke. "If it may be avoided, doctor, i'd rather my personal issues remain just that, personal."
I'll be posting tonight, ideally in the next 3 or 4 hours or less.

Edit: Okay yeah, slight delay but post is coming now!
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