Aewin

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@Altered Tundra @lovely complex @Dirty Pretty Lies @SgtEasy @Aewin @Universorum @Wintergrey

Update; Okay, guys, I'll get the time skip up sometime tomorrow. :)

I was just trying to wait for everyone to at least get done with their scenes but yeah, we all see how that ended. LOL.

Anyways, expect the skip sometime tomorrow.

@HushedWhispers

I would help out with the time skip post if you need me to, but my last exam is coming up soon so I would be working on it slowly - I just don't want you to have to take up all the burden I'm sorry Hushed!

Speed Dating: Pezula

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^{LOCATION — Main Room
INTERACTING WITH — Veronica Bryant @Fabricant451}

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Lukas excused himself from Wadsworth with a nod and smile, confirming his date with a lady named Veronica Bryant. It's safe to say he didn't struggle to find her at all; in a sea of ladies dressed up nicely she was sure... different. Not that Lukas would judge, if it were up to him he'd wear beach shorts and a tee too rather than the stuffy blazer he'd never worn unless it was a job interview.

The first date went pretty well, he guessed. Miss Hal— Krista seemed pleasant enough. He could only hope that he could say the same for the rest of the evening. Luka approached Veronica's table slowly, his hand adjusting the sleeve of his blazer above his elbow. "Miss Bryant?" He asked, just to confirm. She was definitely pretty, and it didn't seem like she cared much about impressing people, which was impressive in it's own right.

"I'm Lukas Jackson, it's a pleasure to meet you." He introduced himself to the lady in the pink tee, giving her his usual charming smile before taking a seat opposite her. "I hope you're enjoying your evening this far, mind if you tell me a little about yourself?" He didn't quite want to drop the whole single-dad-widower thing on her straight away, but he didn't think she was the type to judge.

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^{LOCATION — Main Room
INTERACTING WITH — Christian Emory @Lady Amalthea}

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'He's a cute one.'

The man in front of her was definitely a looker, and she recognised him as the man that was soaked this morning during introductions. At least this time there was no body of water around the both of them to make things more awkward. The thought made her chuckle awkwardly, the embarrassment from taking an unplanned dip in the water still going strong.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Christian. I'd introduce myself now but you already know my name." She smiled as he took a seat. She poured him a cup of water, sliding it over in his direction before pouring herself some more. The jug was empty by the time she filled her glass again.

"Well, for starters I'm a high school teacher, I teach Biology. It pays good enough, and I like children so it works, even if the children are hormonal and often quite annoying. Uh, I got a puppy named Bean — short for Kidney Bean — because of the spots on his back resembling kidney beans." She took a moment to laugh to herself, before continuing. "Um, I'm not religious at all, but honestly I don't know if there's a man sitting upstairs watching all of us but if you do believe in a god then that's all fine—" Krista mildly knew she was rambling slightly, so she stopped and cleared her throat.

"And what about you? Any interesting details you think I should know about?"

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Speed Dating: Pezula

@Fabricant451 I only have the weekends somewhat free to use to posts so I think it might be fastest if we post individually? I don't want you to keep waiting on me and hate me ahhh

Speaking of which; working on my post now.

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^{Collab between @Wintergrey, @Aewin & @Universorum}

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The entire afternoon was spent talking and eating strawberries (with some melted chocolate to dip in, for Anna). It was nice to spend some time to unwind, de-stress and simply relax. Well, de-stress as much as possible while watching obsessively at the security cameras that littered the guest house - something about Lyss wanting to make sure that Ty didn't touch anything. Her battery had died out by the time it was five, Anna having to borrow Lyssa's charger so she could still be reachable by her parents - or Jackson - if needed.

Looking out at the still somewhat bright sky, painted a beautiful mixture of pinks and oranges, Anna reached out beside her to grab her phone from falling from the bed. "Thank you for letting me use the charger," She thanked Lyss before turning on her phone. She rolled over to her stomach on the bed, letting her legs swing as the picture of her and Winston appeared on her screen. Part of her died (of cuteness) right there; she missed her pet, and even though Turk was just as adorable, nothing would beat her dear old Winston in the cuteness competition. At least, in her (very wise - ahem, humble) opinion anyway.

The screen lit up once more, this time signalling a text from Jackson. She peered down, and looked back up at Lyssa while gnawing at her bottom lip. Was it the right time to text and see if he was free? She wondered, 'she's still obsessing over Ty...'

Penguin
Is this a right time to call you?

She sent the text, before locking her phone and laying back down on her arms. "Lyss!" Anna drew out the s in her name in a childish groan, "stop worrying over him, he's not going to do anything."

Alyssa looked over her shoulder and waved Anna off as she flipped through the security cameras again, hunting Ty down. "The second I look away, he's going to do something. I can sense it," she said, snapping her fingers to summon Turk. The hound stood up from his corner and lumbered over to Alyssa, placing his head on her thigh and she scratched behind his ears. "I don't know what he'll do, but I"m sure it'll be important to the sanctity of my home." She put her hand in front of Turk's mouth.

"Kiss." She said, and the dog he licked at her hand, then she patted the bed and Turk hopped up beside her. Apologetically, she looked over at Anna. "I would have sent someone to fetch Winston, had I known you were staying over," she explained, frowning as she popped a nearby strawberry into her mouth. "I should have anticipated it, I suppose. I could still send Butler. He isn't busy, at least it's doubtful he is."

"It's fine," Anna curled up on the bed with her phone hidden in her crossed arms, "Winnie's probably glad to get a break from me today so there's no need to send Butler off unnecessarily." She reached out, trying to pat Turk's head gently to pass the time.

Jackson was standing in the bathroom of the gym, trying to wash his face off. His shirt lay on the floor next to him, several spots darkening into the fabric. Dipping his face so it was near the stream off water, he gently patted at one of the dark red lines that ran across his forehead. He winced as he touched it, the stinging causing him to flinch back. Straightening up, Jackson looked into the mirror, watching as drops of water ran down his face and over his lean muscled body.

Next to him on the bench, a faint buzzing sound could be heard. Quickly reaching over, he whipped his shirt away to grab his phone. A small smile came to his face when he saw who it was. Anna. He was about to answer when he caught sight of himself in the mirror. Wouldn't be good to let her see that. It would be just like her to worry about everything. But then again, she did just want to call. She never had to see his face.

To: Panda
Yeah sure you can call me whenever

The ring from her phone brought an excited smile to Anna's face as she fumbled to grab the device to read the message. An idea formed in her mind, before she grinned and pressed the Facetime app just as Turk curled over near her. She turned over so she could have Turk in the view of the camera as the dial-tone filled the room.

Jackson set the phone down on the sink. While he was leaning in to clean a certain stinging cut, his phone began to rang. Without looking Jackson reached over and hit the answer button. "Hey, hold on I'm just washing up." Glancing over at the phone out of the corner of his eye he saw a reflection. Immediately his head whipped over and he saw an image of Anna sitting on his phone staring at him. "Oh fuck." Jackson dove out of the view of the camera, hoping she didn't see anything.

It was unlucky on Anna's part, she'd been too distracted by shuffling in her place and playing with Turk that she hadn't focused on her screen to notice her boyfriend's face in time. By the time she'd noticed the background on her phone, Turk was curled up in her lap as she was sat with her legs crossed. "Where'd you go?" She asked, a pout forming on her face as she rubbed the top of Turk's head with her thumb gently.

Breathing out a sigh of relief that he hadn't been caught, Jackson glanced back over at the phone. Anna sat that with the most adorable pouting face he had ever seen. In that instant he wished he was there with her. She'd probably kill him, or worry herself to death if he was, but at least he could have kissed those amazing pouting lips. "Sorry, I'm... undressed? Wouldn't want to make an undecent woman out of you now would I?" It was only a half lie. He wasn't wearing a shirt, though he supposed he could care less if she was decent or not.

Undressed? The word buzzed in her head and it took only a second for her face to react; cheeks burning and mouth growing dry. She avoided looking at the camera, her pout gone as she stammered out a quick "h-hurry up, Lyssy's here too." while busying herself with the dog sitting comfortably on her lap.

Jackson was stressing looking around for another excuse to not show his face. Reaching out to grab the phone so he could make sure it didn't point at him, he missed. Instead his hand accidentally brushed the edge of the phone knocking it off of its precarious position and right into his lap, facing him. Jackson didn't even have time to move before Anna could see.

The sudden commotion was enough to startle Anna out of her embarrassed state to check whether Jackson was safe. The next few seconds felt like a long, tense one. Anna scanned Jackson's face, eyes widened as she took in each bruise and mark on him with stunned silence. After blinking a couple times, the questions came out like an uncontrollable waterfall. "What!? Jackson, what happened to you-- how did you get hurt?! Are y-you okay now?! Why didn't you tell me--"

"Hurt? What do you mean hurt?" Jackson turned away from the phone as if to look at himself in the mirror. A fake gasp came out. "My face! Oh no! What shall I do? That was my real money maker, you know." A hand came up to his forehead in mock faint. Instantly a stinging sensation arose as he brushed against a cut. Cussing Jackson turned back to the phone. Becoming more serious now he said, "I'm fine, just a couple scapes and bruises, doesn't even hurt that bad."

Her mouth curled into a dissatisfied frown as Jackson didn't take her questions seriously at first. She winced as she noticed him cussing after touching his forehead, before she got even more worried. "Just a couple of scrapes and bruises? How did this happen?" She parroted.

Jackson's head dipped slightly, and his voice dropped. Shaking his head he quietly said, "It was nothing. Nothing. Nothing. I was just... just fighting." His forhead scrunched together at the sound of the words that came out.

"It looks like you were mauled by something!" Mauled... may have taken it too far, but to worry-wart Anna a tiny cut on her loved one could seem like a stab wound.

"What? No no no. Forget that. I was just boxing. It's something I... do?" Jackson got quiet like a child that was about to be reprimanded. "I'm fine..."

"Jackson, why would you allow yourself to be hurt this bad? Boxing I understand, but to let it go this far? Wait! Are you hurt anywhere else? God this is a right old mess..." She mumbled the last part under her breath, sighing. "I'm sorry for overreacting I... I just-" Just what? Got too worried over a couple of scrapes? That would just make her seem like a bigger drama queen compared to some of the girls at school.

Anna looked back at the screen, taking in her boyfriend's state before finally making up her mind. It was for the best, right? She would be able to see for herself if Jackson was okay, and if not, she would be able to help him. Either way, it was for her peace of mind and her heart could only hope that Alyssa wouldn't mind too much. "Why don't you come over?" She asked instead, not expecting her previous questions to be answered as she pushed for this request. "I need to make sure you're alright, for my peace of mind." Though she'd said it shyly, there was no room for him to argue.

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@HushedWhispers

Speed Dating: Pezula

@Charnobylisk LOL don't worry, there's nothing for Imogen to worry about quite yet~

Speed Dating: Pezula

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Before Krista could respond to any of the other arrivals, Wadsworth had ushered the entire group to the hotel to prepare for the evening event. So far, it looked like the group was filled with interesting people. Even if some wouldn't find their other half, at least it looked like some people could leave the island in a week with a couple of new friends. However, at the front of Krista's mind was the nap she was going to take once she locks herself in her new room.

Her room on the second floor looked simple, if not cosy. It was filled with warm tones of browns, oranges and reds, a balcony that over looked a pretty green scenery (and the pool - Krista dreaded the moment people would figure out where the pool was). Her bed faced the large TV that hung above the unlit fireplace, the TV remote left on the mantle waiting to be used. Krista slipped off her shoes beside the door, heading over to the bathroom for a quick shower to wash off the scent of beach off her body.

She left the bathroom wrapped in a towel, realising her suitcase was already waiting for her beside the bed. She picked up the case, her arms shaking slightly under the weight before plopping it over the table between the two chairs in front of her bed. Krista pulled out a couple of her clothes, critically eyeing each piece before settling on one eventually - a simple dark blue-green dress with nude toned heels. The dress was left hanging over the back of the chair as Krista sat down on the newly made bed tiredly. The day's events - from the trolling alarm clock to the shitty neighbour she had on the plane to the unplanned dip she had in front of people she was supposed to meet for a date - took a toll on the tired teacher, the red head eventually passed out within minutes.

It looked like Krista's day was doomed to repeat again; by the time she woke up again, the skies were already growing darker and the opened balcony doors let in the cool evening breeze that chilled Krista's bare arms and legs. "Oh fuck, not again--" She swore, cursing the gods above as she rushed towards the chair and slipped on her clothes, almost stabbing her eye with the eyeliner pen as she tried doing her make-up while zipping up the side of her dress.

She stumbled out of her hotel room fifteen minutes later, praying that her first date wasn't mad -- or for lady luck to be on her side for once and have her date be just as late as her to save her the awkwardness. She entered the hall, looking at everyone as she realised she was one of the last few people to arrive. It seemed like her date was just as late as she was, and just as Krista raised the glass of cool water up to her red painted lips the seat opposite her was taken up by none other than Lukas.

Lukas was dressed nicely, a a light, plain tee shirt underneath a light grey blazer with the sleeves rolled up to his elbows to give him a casual look. He wore dark washed jeans, along with nice dark dress shoes. His hair was styled back, and his face held a welcoming smile -- the same smile he wore when he introduced himself to Krista earlier that day on the beach.

"I hope I didn't keep you waiting for long, Miss Hale," The man apologised, his voice sending shivers up her body. "My Patati-- son is sick and was making it hard for my mother to put him to sleep."

Wait a minute, son!? The first thing Krista did was check Lukas' left hand for any ring, the last thing that she wanted was to be talking to some creep that was cheating on his wife. Lukas noticed the direction of her gaze and let out a laugh. "If you're wondering whether I'm married, I assure you I'm not. My wife passed two years ago so it's just me and my son now."

And now Krista felt like a bitch. She avoided his eyes, her own widened as she stammered out an apology. "I- I'm sorry for your loss, and f-for the way I just acted." The night was already starting off bad, she felt like she'd just offended him and it was only the first round. Krista was truly hopeless.

The tanned god in front of her simply smiled sweetly in return, melting the red head from the inside as he waved off her apology. "It's okay. I expect that if we're going to be speed dating, I might as well be honest so you can make your judgement about me."

At least he was honest, Krista could appreciate that. Despite what he was saying, Krista could note the sadness between his words. He may be okay now but for how long? And even if Krista was thinking about continuing the date with Lukas some other time and even go far enough to be with him after the dating programme, was she going to be okay with his son? I mean, Krista loves children - she would've killed herself by now if she didn't because of her job (even if she taught bratty teenagers rather than the cuter toddlers) - but if (and that's a BIG if) things went well between her and Lukas, was she ready to look after a child that wasn't her own?

Krista knew she was thinking way too much into this; there was a possibility that absolutely nothing would happen between herself and Lukas. But to Krista, thinking about even the most unlikeliest of futures was common. She took a sip of her cool drink, using it to try and think of something to talk about as the time ticked on. She cleared her throat, setting the drink down carefully "you were honest with me, so it's only fair that I'm honest with you right?"

Lukas looked up at Krista, as if waiting for her to continue. "I don't have anything as big to admit as what you, but I'll lay down the basics so you can make your judgement about me. I grew up in New York, my mother ran away to live with her younger boyfriend and left my father - bless that man - and my two older brothers and I alone to be raised solely by him. The fact that you're a single dad just raises my respect for you- it really must be hard to raise a child all on your own. Um, what else... Um, I'm a school teacher now? I teach at the high school I used to study at and I like to think I'm doing well at it? There's also this... my track record with relationships is pretty much non-existent. This whole trip was a birthday gift for me to 'find myself a man to annoy'-- which I think I am doing right n-now, God I'm sorry for talking your ear off."

There was a moment of silence, Lukas staring back at her stunned. He probably didn't expect her to talk his ear off, causing Krista's cheeks to darken in embarrassment as she reached out to pour herself another glass of water.

"I'm the head chef at an Italian place called Basil. It's in Cali, and before that I worked in Vegas before... well." He waved his arm about before continuing. "I grew up near Texas before I moved to Vegas with her. My son-- Brendan-- is staying with his nonna right now. My parents divorced, my father is back in Italy and my mother is still loving her life in that town.

About relationships... you know how my last one went, so I won't talk about that. I haven't dated anyone since her, not as seriously anyway. Brendan is too young to understand -- he's only five -- but it was my mother's idea to try this. A gift, so I understand what you mean by that last bit."

The ringing sound of a bell stopped Lukas from continuing, suddenly going quiet as he looked back over at Krista with a sheepish smile. "It looks like our time is up." Lukas said as he slowly stood up. "It was nice talking to you, Miss Hale." Krista followed, dusting her lap as she gave him a soft, awkward smile in return.

"Please, call me Krista. I hear enough of that from my students. It was nice talking to you too." She responded. With another smile from the sweet single father, Lukas left the table in the direction of his next date.

Krista sat back down, looking at the sheet as she decided where to place Lukas' name. As much as she liked talking to him, she wanted to give others' a chance before deciding which name would go where. Though, Krista was sure that she enjoyed the talk with Lukas, no matter how short it felt or what exactly they were talking about. She wondered whether Lukas felt the same.

Speed Dating: Pezula

@Lady Amalthea Working on my post for Lukas/Krista. I'll try to get it up ASAP for you ^^

My Departure

@LetMeDoStuff Wait, you're leaving? Omfg nooooo ;---;

_{I did message you on Skype but someone never replied -cough-} anyway, I wanted to say that I'm glad to have stumbled onto your many roleplays on AOTTG and it was truly to be an honour to be a part of some of them and even though it sadly didn't kick off over here, I still held hope that we could revive it and go on till the end but alas </3

It's a shame to see you go, but I hope you'll return to the guild soon and we can hopefully revive Beginners Luck _{because I love my Yuri/Annella ship dammit}

Good luck on your journey, and more importantly good luck on your GCSEs!!

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Location: Newnan
Interacting with: Ash & Maria

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Mistress Stabby was a strangely fitting name, Meg decided. She reached over to grab a discarded backpack to throw in any weapon she could get her hands on: arrows, hand guns with spare ammo, some knives along with the throwing knives and hand guns from before.

She followed behind Ash as Mistress Stabby caused the chaotic distraction that they needed, far away form them so they could focus on the Edenites. Her finger curled over the trigger of her handgun, the machete she'd grabbed from Lorna still held tightly in her left hand as the two Edenites dumbly approched Ash.

To see Maria coming over towards the Armoury made Meg both happy and terrified. What the fuck was she doing down there? Newnan needed Legolas, not another dead body! But it was Maria, Meg couldn't stop herself from welcoming her best friend with a smile before reaching into the backpack to pull out a few extra arrows. "Got some just in case, seems like it'll be put to good use now." She handed them over to Maria.

"Meg! Ready for a jog around town?"

"Yeah! We got this!" She nodded with false confidence. Might as well kill them with confidence, right?

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Location: Newnan
Interacting with: Froggy & Kris

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The explosion startled Sidd, but his focus remained on Vivian's dead body. He barely noticed as Maria slipped into the med room and the two sisters quietly discussing beside the door.

The rugged biker dude was definitely an asshole, with the way he was going hard on Kris. It was enough for him to scowl at him, but say nothing. It wasn't right for Sidd to butt in, it wasn't like it was any of his business anyway. The asshole newbie was stopped by the French doc with a hand on his shoulder, before Sidd was addressed to.

Sorry for my loss? It wasn't like Sidd knew her all that well despite being together in Newnan for long. He didn't hate her, but that didn't mean he liked Viv all that much. But he did respect her and to see her lying on the slab when it should've been him made him feel sick to his stomach. He helped Froggy to drag the prisoner over to the chair, nodding silently as Froggy thanked him.

"Yo Siddy, we are gonna have some company. I don't know anyone here and need your help to let people in or not." Sidd turned to face her. So Maria left the tower, meaning that it was James up there alone as their look out and it was up to him and Kris to let people in if they needed medical attention. He turned briefly to look at Froggy, "You don't need to use up all we have, this asshole just needs to live long enough to give us info." He told Froggy, thanking him for the hunting knife before gesturing at Kris to follow him out from the main room towards the main gate.