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Hey, if lokileo doesn't post soonish; can we just say Nico hit his head after falling off the cliff or something? Cause I can't do anything till he posts, but he's not posting.
ARRAN WHITE Fantastic; her life was just one long melodrama, friggin fantastic. Arran watched tears roll down her face. Tears of anger, rage, hate, but also of loneliness. She wasn’t what you might call pretty, far too much like a boy for that, but with her face scrunched up and tears flowing free, it could only really be called ugly. Wiping her hand across her face, Arran grimaced, she had to get it together, this was a public bathroom, and if there was one thing Arran hated, more than spiders, enclosed spaces, and seeing herself cry, it was someone else seeing her crying. It not only made her look weak, but she felt it as well. … Calming down, her anger abating, Arran splashed some water on her face, thankful that no one else had entered the bathroom. Coughing slightly, she gasped for air, her eyes widening in panic as she got none. She was coughing violently, pushing all the air out of her lungs, and so her body, desperately needing air, gasped for it, but to busy coughing to take any in. Closing her eyes she kept trying to breathe. It’ll stop soon, five… four… three… two… one Sucking in air, Arran started coughing again, hacking up blood that splattered across herself the sink and the mirror. There wasn’t much really but it had sprayed everywhere, making it look like there was more then there actually was. Gasping and spluttering, she coughed again, spitting out another mouthful of blood.
interested.
Flynn
“oh” Flynn mouthed, they weren’t after her. The lady had said something about parents… What were they? Plopping down on the sand Flynn listened to the conversation, frowning as she came across words that meant nothing to her. Eventually not understanding anything, she just got up and wandered off, these people weren’t fun at all.
Stormfyre
A dark form shot down from the sky, resolving in the form of a winged girl, it landed in the sand. Every one paid little or no attention to this, answering the question of if these people were human: probably not. Most of them just sort of stood in a huddle gossiping with the occasional person leaving the group and walking off. All in all a place he probably didn’t want to go.
I think we may have lost a few people.
I'm here, just waiting on lokileo to post.
Mhim. I know what you mean.
Flynn
"Why not come down here and find for yourself the taste of cold steel, I've heard its good for you!" Flynn wondered about why anyone would want to eat steel, but came down anyway. Flipping a few somersaults she pulled in her leather wings and dropped the last few feet to the ground spraying sand in all directions. Grinning she poked a lady on the nose, “Boop!”, before skidding backwards out of her reach. Bowing she said; "I believe you called?"
ARRAN WHITE “Ok, Ok, Ok, don’t get your knickers in a twist.” She threw up her hands “You better accept it when someone approaches you offering to be a friend. They don’t come often and when they do they stick around. It’s not fun being lonely, I should know, and If you want me to find you interesting for you, I’ll have to know you for you.” And here she smiled sadly, “Most people only see what’s on the surface, and I admit I’m one of them, but I try, I do try.” She could see how he had miss read her intentions but couldn’t work out how to fix it, a single tear leaking out her eye she pushed the chair back, “Thank-you for your time, I’m just going to excuse myself.” Flicking her head to clear off the tear, she headed to the bathroom, trying not to burst into sobs, It wasn’t Xander’s fault, she simply was too emotional, it was too easy tip her into this state. Running the tap she looked at herself in the mirror, a lonely girl who just wanted out.
Flynn
It didn’t take long for Flynn to reach the beach. Gliding above the tiny figures on the beach, Fyn considered dropping down, but then decided against it; it looked kinda tense down there. Not to mention there was far to many people. For now she would just keep circling, watching, and waiting. Unknown to her however, as she circled, her winged shadow glided across the sand below, like the shadow of a cloud passing over the sun, but with a very un-cloud-like feel.
Yep, well, I'm alive. Not sure about the roleplay.
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