Aalakrys

[Skybreaker] Unlucky Ones [Faded Memory]

I'm going to use this spot right here for my characters ... ^^

Faded Memory

Hiroshi - Kisune - Valet


Haruki - Shinryū - Gardener


Ryuu - Ōkami - Footman


Kaori - Obake - Maid


Kaede - Jorōgumo - Housekeeper

Evening!

Welcome, Saga. I especially enjoyed reading the line you threw in to make yourself sound as if you were on a dating site. Haha. I was in the same boat myself until I got here - with the whole having not RPed in quite some time bit. Good luck to you.

Angel With A Shotgun

As the angel had introduced himself with a goofy little bow, Clarissa couldn't help but think he must be young for a higher being. As a girl, she'd pictured angels as graceful and confident, and Kyle so far had seemed as if he had not quite got there yet. Those were quick thoughts which passed through her mind as she shifted to move before taking his hand. She'd never actually believed in angels, but here was one right in front of her - indirectly and unintentionally mocking her with his existence.

Just as she was standing and brushing herself off since her cotton leggings tended to clench at any form of dirt it could, she considered the rest of his words - finding a bit of irratation in them but was successful in her attempt to keep it from showing on her face as she by reflecting on the curiousity of his hand being so warm. Instead of commenting on the idea that things certainly would have been different if he'd not appeared, she just looked up at his seemingly innocent face as he thought to himself a moment.

That is when he was scanning over her body, and her instinctive nature cased her to place a hand on her hip and a scowl on her face just before he said something about addressing her wounds, causing her face to relax in somewhat relief as she looked down at her knee. Brushing it lightly, she considered her first aid kit at her apartment, but wasn't sure she wanted to go back there with a regular guest, let alone an angel. It probably wasn't supposed to be habitable, but the owner leased it out anyway.

Instead, she blinked at the realization of his final words and looked up at him, angry tears forming in her eyes again as she looked back up at him and almost shouted. "You ... you didn't think this through before you pummled me to the roof and scabbed up my elbows and knee? This is the least of my worries," She gestured to her wounds, "which could have been avoided and my entire life erased in the process if you'd just left me alone."

Her voice fell as the finished, casting her eyes down as she gripped at her upper arm with a scraped up hand. Releasing a sigh after just a moment, she muttered, "I had no plans past ten minutes ago, obviously ... but I don't want this to get infected since I'm being forced to stick around. I can't afford a hospital bill."

With her last words, she began to head towards the door she'd entered the roof from just moments earlier. Auto-pilot set her on the course towards her apartment as numbness settled in almost instantly. She didn't spare a glance back as she released her arm to reach for the door handle which led to the stairwell off the roof.

Angel With A Shotgun

I've actually not been feeling good - some stomach bug is going around the school I work at and it has made life miserable. :( I'll get online first thing in the morning and reply. I read your post though, so I'm excited. :)

Angel With A Shotgun

Okay, I thought I left a message here. I'm sorry! I had a lot of people to message. Anywho, long story short, I was moving into an apartment and my time was taken away between work and that. I have returned and would like to continue this RP if you're still interested. I really like it. :) Just in case, I will work on a post - it may not be up tonight but definitely by tomorrow night. :D

[Skybreaker] Counter-Clockwise [Faded Memory]

Thank you very much! I hope to return in the somewhat near future and hopefully it'll still be open. I liked that plot a lot - for some reason, it seems very easy to wrap my head around. Possibly from all the anime I have seen. :P

Rebellion

I apologize for disappearing completely - my moving experience lasted longer than anticipated. However, some other things have come up and now I will not be able to continue on for quite some time. I wanted to apologize since you had been waiting - and meant to get on sooner, but internet access was limited to work for a few days. Again, I'm sorry. :(

[Skybreaker] Counter-Clockwise [Faded Memory]

Some things have come up and I'm going to have to cut out my roleplays for a while. I apologize - please feel free to relist your advertisement. I'd really understand. :)

[Skybreaker] Counter-Clockwise [Faded Memory]

My posts will get longer, promise ... it's just ... I don't exactly know what kind of character I want Ygnatius to be. I mean, he's an old man who's seen a lot so of course he'd not be all that interesting in that form. I'm playing it safe with the sage old man act, but I'm afraid his real personality won't come out until later ... if that. I donno, it seems odd to be playing the main character of someone else's RP. I'm not sure what you expect as far as his personality and that worries me. Typically I can do any sort, but it's very challenging to go all in without any ... guidance? Especially as playing an all-knowing old man. Haha. That's why I liked the other one better - there was less to have to know. :P I'm willing to attempt to make it better if you're patient with me. ^^;

[Skybreaker] Counter-Clockwise [Faded Memory]

While waiting for the mixture to settle in, Ygnatius had poured boiling water from the kettle over a tea bag to let it steep just as a knock sounded at his door. He'd felt the children coming long before they'd arrived, their magics announcing their presence long before they crossed the glen. Appearing too eager though was not something he would do under any circumstances, although he had been looking forward to their arrival from the moment he sent the requests out. Watching the water become stained by the tea leaves, he tapped a finger on the wooden surface of the counter next to his mug. Although age had slowed him physically without his herbs, he was a very sharp old man - his mind just as focused as it had been in his youth. Pretending to be frail was part of his ruse he would have to put on until he knew the three children he'd summoned had passed his tests. Part of that was to show patience, as he had learned from years of mistakes - patience is most certainly something needed to be able to focus with a clear mind.

Darcy tapped a shoe against his other at the red-head's knock on the solid door, halfway expecting the grandmaster mage to suddenly appear - or to have already appeared before they made it this far. Blinking at the silence that followed the knock and sparing a glance at the other apprentice, words wondered idly out without much thought, "Perhaps he's not home? Men of greatness can hardly be expected to be at home all the time, right?"