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Post by Larksplash on Aug 25, 2016 21:22:28 GMT -5
{ Kinda pumped about this roleplay Dragon. }
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Aug 25, 2016 21:28:30 GMT -5
(Yeah, been thinking about it for a while! Do you mind starting? Will your character be cages at the beginning? If so, you can rp the guards for the first part.)
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 25, 2016 21:35:10 GMT -5
(It's alright. I think we're gonna get dinner soon.)
Mika didn't reply. He was worn out and still nervous about letting her near, but he did stop trying to move away. This didn't mean he stopped being wary. His good eye kept close watch on her, or at least as close as he could in this state. Usually when he was this stressed or afraid, he changed shape and fled, but he had to do his best to avoid that. He had to keep his heritage hidden, or the entire mess on the beach would start again.
He'd gotten this injury because someone had found him out. The gash was the result of a beast-hunter with an iron knife. He wasn't sure why the old stories claimed fae were weaken by iron. Well, maybe some were, he'd never met any other type of creature, but as far as he knew selkies didn't seem to have this problem. He wasn't entirely sure how he'd been found out, or why they'd gone after him, but he wasn't about to repeat that mess.
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 25, 2016 22:20:23 GMT -5
{ Dragon-- I thought maybe your character would come across her and help her? Maybe since she's from another world, maybe she's dazed because she came through a portal rather then like a space ship XD
Valk -I shall reply tomorrow. I must sleep. Good night! }
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 25, 2016 22:28:16 GMT -5
(night-night)
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Aug 25, 2016 23:15:38 GMT -5
(Oh I see. Wait, how is this going to start? I'm somewhat confused.XD Goodnight!)
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 26, 2016 10:51:58 GMT -5
{ Valk I'm working on a reply!! }
{Dragon, mmmm .. I have 2 ideas.
1. My character comes through the portal, they are dazed confused and their ankle gets caught in a bear trap, shes become dehydrated and hungry because she was there for x amount of days. Your person is having an off day and is hiking and comes across her , saves her, and then men from his work show up at his house, try to kill him, but he fights them off and then they take off?
2. He shows up with 2 other guys from his work on the call of the trapped person, when their about to leave they try to kill him because hes "not trustworthy" , he fights for his life and they go from there }
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 26, 2016 11:02:41 GMT -5
Oat inched closer toward the man. Looking at the gash on his face, she tried not to frown. What did he do? Putting pressure on the gash on hi face, she pulled his face slightly closer. "Be still," she warned him as she softly dabbed and applied pressure. "What did you do?" she asked quietly as she held his face. A few locks of dirty blonde hair had fallen from her bun. Looking at the poor man, she tired to give him a smile of reinsurance.
{Its short and crappy. so sorry }
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Aug 26, 2016 16:59:21 GMT -5
(Ah yes, the first one sound cool to do!)
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 26, 2016 17:46:58 GMT -5
(It's fine.)
Mika hesitated, wanting to shake his head rather than answer, but she'd told him to keep still. He did his best to comply and keep from moving, though he couldn't' help but flinch slightly as she cleaned the gash.Eevery instinct telling him to snap his teeth or pull away. He wasn't sure what to tell her. Would there be trouble if he lied? Considering he was a horrible liar to begin with, she'd probably see through it and become suspicious.
"A man attacked me." He admitted quietly. "I escaped but I... I had nowhere...."
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Aug 26, 2016 23:14:17 GMT -5
(yo destiel, you ready to start?)
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 29, 2016 11:32:52 GMT -5
(I return!)
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 29, 2016 12:55:45 GMT -5
{ So sorry guys I haven't been on. I had a really bad mental break down and my mother took the internet away to help me. I really am sorry ! }
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Post by Deleted on Aug 29, 2016 14:13:11 GMT -5
(Des? Are you okay now? o.o I've come to request a plot but now I'm worried about you o.o)
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 29, 2016 15:39:47 GMT -5
(Aw no! I completely understand, I also have a lot of issues with anxiety. Please take as much time as you need to rest up!)
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 29, 2016 16:05:43 GMT -5
{ Oh I'm okay Rom. You can request a plot ^^ }
{ Valk, I'm alright. I'm trying to work on a reply for you c: }
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Aug 29, 2016 16:10:23 GMT -5
(I hope you're okay Destiel!)
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 29, 2016 16:26:25 GMT -5
{ its alright Dragon. Do you still wanna do our plot? Do I need to start? }
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 29, 2016 16:30:23 GMT -5
(Alright. Please take it easy as you need )
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 29, 2016 17:24:34 GMT -5
Oat gave a small gasp when he told her he was attack by some man. "Oh heavens," she whispered softly. Her blue eyes trailing over the man. He was covered in sand and blood. He was wearing old, worn shorts but his shirt was missing. The dirty blonde woman reached for the first aid kit and sat it on his lap. "I'm going to put butterfly bandages so that the wound will close, stop the bleeding and so we don't have to take you to the hospital to get stitches," she said softly so that he wouldn't freak out about what she was about to put of his face. Slowly she took a hand full out and started to peel them out of the wrappers. One by one, she'd put pressure on the wound, whip the blood till it was clean, pitched the wound together and stuck the butterfly bandage on. She did this till she had his wound cleaned and closed up to prevent infection. Digging into the first aid kit, she pulled out a tube triple antibiotic ointment. "This will help with infection too sugar," she said giving him a smile. Putting some on her finger, she carefully dabbed some of it onto his wound.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 29, 2016 17:52:36 GMT -5
Mika still watched her as closely as he was able to, unable to keep himself from starting to recoil each time her hands came close to his face. He listened when she spoke, but was a little confused when she said butterfly bandages. You couldn't use butterflies for... oh... perhaps they did look a little like butterflies, but it was definitely a stretch. He might have laughed at his mistake in a different situation, but his nerves were far too wound up. Whatever the ointment was, it had a strange smell to it that was unlike any medicine he'd known before, not that he'd known many.
As soon as she appeared to be done, he moved back a bit further until he really had no where else to retreat to, his hands still gripped tightly on the pelt pulled around his shoulders. The dark red haze behind his eye hadn't cleared yet. He hesitated, uncertain if he should say anything. Perhaps his eye couldn't actually be fixed? If it could, perhaps this was the only chance he had to get it right. "It still can't see..." He admitted.
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 29, 2016 18:55:21 GMT -5
Sadness flooded Oat as she looked as his eye. It was severely damaged from whatever the person who attack him cut him with. Oat sat back to give him a little space. She smoothed her hair back that has fallen out and looked up at the man. "I.. I think I may be damaged. I'm not sure if its a permit damage though," she said her tone a little shaky.
"My names Oat by the way," she titled her head slightly. "What is your name?" She asked softly to the man that she had broke into her house, locked himself in her bathroom and then she treated for an injury. For some reason, she wasn't as scared now. Oat just felt bad for him that he had been attack and now be blind in one eye.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Aug 29, 2016 19:27:09 GMT -5
(Okay, yeah I'm happy to rp, I'll do the second plot if you want to start.
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Post by Fire the Watcher of the vale on Aug 29, 2016 20:03:45 GMT -5
sorry for the poof... School is really stressing me out. Are you ready to start?)
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 29, 2016 20:10:09 GMT -5
(Sorry, we went out to dinner)
Mika frowned at that. Hearing someone else say that he might not be able to see again out of that eye was concerning and it worried him further. He needed his eyes. He couldn't hunt without them. Was this what the beast-hunter had intended? Was this why he hadn't given chase when he escaped? Because he knew he was done for. His hands started shaking all over again. He missed the woman's introduction and her question.
What was he supposed to do now?
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 30, 2016 11:09:27 GMT -5
{ Dragon -- Yeah, you' probably need t start so that if starts out with them going out to pick up my character and then I an have her react to humans.
Fire -- Yes I am ! Do you want to start? }
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 30, 2016 11:18:11 GMT -5
Oat watched as he seemed to space out. Rolling her eyes, she became frustrated. "Listen here, I want you to answer my questions. You broken into my house, stained my carpet with blood, destroyed my bathroom and now I have used my medical supplies to try and heal you. So start answering some of my god damn questions," her tone angry and now her face red not just from anger but trying to get all that out in one breath. The blue eyed girl pursed her lips at the bloody man waiting for answers.
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Post by ValkoinenLeuka on Aug 30, 2016 16:30:18 GMT -5
Mika snapped back to the present, flinching when the woman raised her voice.
"I'm sorry!" He replied quickly, his eyes beginning to betray his panic. "I didn't know what else to do! If I went back to the water, I'd just keep bleeding and draw predators, and if I stayed on the beach, the hunter would have found me again. I'm sorry, but please, there has to be something you can do! I need my eyes. I won't be able to keep myself alive without them both." He wasn't sure what her question had been, but he didn't want her to have to repeat it, so he just started answering questions he'd thought she'd asked. He was still afraid and he just wanted to go back to the beach.
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Post by Fire on Cloud Nine on Aug 30, 2016 16:39:50 GMT -5
(I'll do the character getting the call and leaving, but I don't know where your character is. Also, can this be in Australia?)
Jack was simply waiting at work, looking around at the others working and just talking. He jumped lightly as the phone next to him rang. Quickly he answered it as it was his boss. "Hello sir." He said, and listened to what he had to say. When he was done, he hungry up the phone and stood up, padding over to a pair of guards, the types that don't ask questions. He signaled them to follow. With them behind them, he walked out to his car and got in to drive to the pickup.
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Post by Larksplash on Aug 31, 2016 11:50:54 GMT -5
{ Sorry I disappeared! I got super busy last night }
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