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Current I'm back! :D I'm really excited to get back into writing!
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RIP Alan Rickman :(
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That moment you get pied in the face for your school's Book Club XD
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You know you're a nerd when you buy Harry Potter in Latin :P
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Haha XD Thanks everyone :) I see it's going to be one of those rps :P

I know it isn't listed as an option but could I play as the cat? @aeuternus
I'm sorry but I'm going to have to drop this RP as well :( Good luck to everyone in the future though :)
I'm still here! :) Working on a collab with Smarty right now! :D
I'll get up a post by tonight :)
Hello everyone! :) @Knight of Doom told me about this roleplay and I was wondering if I could join! :D I was obsessed with Fruits Basket so this roleplay looks like a lot of fun!
Fei


A murky shadow covered the morning sky as one fiery redhead awoke. While the sun had yet to rise, Fei would waste no time in her training. She threw off the soft pink, silk sheets and threw on comfortable brown pants and a white, laced collar shirt. Jessi, Eleonor, and herself had all been set to this foreign mountain house to rest and relax after their reckless adventure in the desert. Of course, Fei wasted no time to get back on her feet. She would need all of her strength if she wanted to take her revenge. As soon as her mother became well and healthy again, Fei would leave the mountain home, alone. Part of her felt a little guilty for not telling Jessi any of her plans but she wanted to take absolutely no risks for this mission. It would be better if she left alone, anyway. While she knew Jessi could pull his own in any fight, and she would never admit it out loud, he would be safer if he didn’t come with her.

Grabbing hold of her double swords, Fei tied her hair into a ponytail and quickened her pace to the training area of the village. With everything on her mind, the only time she felt truly relaxed was out here with her swords. Despite having rescued her mother and ‘finding’ the legendary relic, she felt empty. Everything was supposed to be mean something, supposed change her. Yet, it hadn’t. Fei supposed she had a new respect for Jessi’s fighting ability and perhaps she was more open to teamwork but all of her life all she had wanted was to make her mother proud, make a name of herself. And hadn’t she done just that? Why did she feel so normal then?

Hitting the dummy standing in front of her, she let her strikes be drowned out by her thoughts. Perhaps finding revenge for her mother was this strange feeling holding her back. Once she finished off Emilia, would she feel different? The Jester had indeed promised she would get the chance once everything was over but Fei was beginning to wonder if making the deal with him was a wise decision. It had saved her life, that was true. Now that she wasn’t so absorbed in saving her mother, even she was surprised at how quickly she had accepted the terms of his deal. What would he make her do? Whatever it was, it couldn’t be so bad...right? Since he worked for the Imperator, he could never make her kill her mother or Jessi or anyone she cared about. Now that she thought about it, what could the Jester possibly want from her? She was the daughter of Asgard and a mighty warrior, true, but even she paled in comparison to the Jester. The thought pondered in her mind for a few moments before she continued back to training. Fei wasn’t sure what her future entailed, but what she did know was that Fei would never give up until Emilia’s corpse rest in front of her.

A few hours later as the sun was beginning to bring color to the sky, Fei slowly walked to dining hall where she was first to sit down. She hadn’t even bothered changing or washing, quickly forgetting all forms of manners and etiquette. Wiping the sweat off her brow, Fei took a deep breath and relaxed as everyone began filing into breakfast. Jessi was first to enter, as he was always right behind her. Another feeling of guilt passed over but she refused to even consider bringing him. As he mouthed hello, she quietly ignored him and avoided all eye contact. He would forgive her in time, she hoped anyway. This was a mission she needed to do by herself.

Eventually, Eleonor made her way to breakfast, followed by her handmaiden, handselected by the Imperator herself. Fei wasn’t sure what to make of her. She might once have been jealous that the Imperator didn’t think Fei was enough to protect her mother but at the moment, she was grateful for another set of eyes on Eleonor. With everything that had happened, it was hard to trust anyone. Lorelai would be good, at least that’s what Fei told herself.

Of course things never seemed to go smoothly in Fei’s life. The first thing her mother spoke of was some apparent relationship between her and Jessi. Fei’s eyes widened as big as the apple sitting on her plate. She thought what? Looking over to Jessi, she noticed his face had turned bright red. Had she missed something? Fei would have spit out her juice if she hadn’t bitten her tongue. Never had her mind thought of such silly thoughts, how could it? She was Fei, daughter of Asgard, and… Shaking her head, she let the juice settle into her stomach and ignored the stomach pain.

As Eleonor went on with her conversation, she began to state Yggrasil as the reason for her capture. From the Jester’s comments of someone betraying her, it all began to come full circle. Still, it was rather shocking that she believed one of the guardians was behind it. What could Yggrasil possibly want with having the Asgard kidnapped? Someone of his status should be content with his life, why risk everything? Fei wasn’t sure what was happening but everything seemed rather strange. Eleonor continued on to ask for both Jessi and her own help, to investigate the matter personally. Fei silently cursed to herself. There was things she had to do, people she needed to find, but her mother asking her only meant it was of absolute importance. Who was she to deny such a task from not the Asgard but her mother?

If things couldn’t get anymore odd, Eleonor went on to mention having a sister. Fei had an aunt? She had grown up believing the only family she had was her mother and now there was some sort of aunt, looking exactly like her mother, walking around? Could there possibly be anything else to upset her stomach further? Fei waited for the Lorelai to leave the room before she answered to her mother.

“Mother, you have a sister?” She asked, still in shock of the whole event. Fei could tell Eleonor was deeply sorry from her quivering voice, and well, Fei was angry. Of course she was upset that her mother had hidden a family member from her, but out of respect to her mother, Fei showed none of it. Although it did make her question if her mother was keeping anything else from her.

It was only breakfast and Fei’s head already felt like exploding with questions. Perhaps a good run would take her mind off everything. “I.. think I’m going to go for a jog. I will return later,” Fei said before she rushed out of the kitchen, past the Lorelai and a rather odd looking man, and away from the house. It was a rather dramatic exit, probably unnecessary, but Fei was too focused on leaving to care much. She let her feet guide her, taking her where, she wasn’t sure, but it didn’t matter as long as she was just going.

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Present Day ~Fairy Tale World, Tortuga

Sprinting through the populated street, Rose’s luscious red cape shot out from behind her in the exceptionally strong wind. She didn’t dare take the moment to look back as a husky, rather agile for his age, old man hurried after her. Damn, she’d been careless. Assuming the pirate had been drunk was simply naive of her but his hefty pouch was more than enough to keep her going. Pickpocketing Pirates had become Rose’s career and the only way for her to get money. Normally, she didn’t get caught but in assuming the man was drunk, she had ignored normal precautions. Biting her tongue from sending a wave of curses, Rose continued down the street. There was no one who knew the streets of Tortuga better than her, she had spent almost all of her life living alone here.

Several sets of glares shot towards her but no one attempted to stop either Rose or the old Pirate. There seemed to be numerous amounts of chases and fights in the streets each day, anyone who played hero would find themselves either dead or too tired to keep up. Although, Rose did try to help whenever she could. Most of this included small things like stealing from Pirates for anything bigger would attract unwanted attention and Rose wasn’t sure she could continue defying the Dark Queen anywhere except Tortuga.

“Oy, Seadog, Keep up!” She called out behind her, letting a smirk cover her face. Seadog was a term referring to old Pirates, a rather insulting choice of words. One had to be careful when using it, although Rose tended to use it more than she probably should. What could she say? Insulting a disgusting Pirate was just far too tempting. Anyone who pledged allegiance to the Dark Queen was an enemy to Rose. She had lost everything and everyone because of her, her family, her friends, her home… Perhaps someday she could create a rebellion that could penetrate the evil touch the Dark Queen. Although Rose had no memory of her previous life, she only knew it was much better than it was now. Sighing, she focused on the task at hand.

Apparently the Seadog was too determined to stop chasing after her, Rose would have to ditch him quickly. She quickened her pace until she came across a basket full of chickens. Laughing on the inside, Rose spilled the basket on the ground and a hoard of chickens was unleashed upon the street. It was enough of a distraction for Rose to sneak down an alleyway and eventually make her way a more darker part of town. She slowed to a nice, easy walk to catch her breath. Not wanting attention, Rose kept her head to the ground and pulled her hood up over her head. While running away from a Pirate was one thing, catching the attention of someone who could probably throw her like a doll, was not on her list for the afternoon.

Rose walked for another ten minutes to make sure no one was following her before she made her way back to the apartment. It was a little small and full of sad memories, but it was all she had. Saidi had owned the place before she passed away… Once Rose and her brother had lived here together too. Anything happy in Rose’s life never seemed to stay long it seemed. Rose had wanted to leave the place at first but there simply was nowhere else to go.

It was a one bedroom apartment, although one could argue the bedroom was the size of a bathroom. Saidi had never cared though, one of her gender and age was content with what she had. Most Pirates didn’t have their own home, instead living in the ships they worked on. The living room was a bit bigger, including a simple kitchen near the one window, which Rose kept closed at all times. She would take no risk in being caught. Spread across the middle of the room sat a medium sized rug with a map leading toward a treasure of some kind decorating it. Two coaches with red fabric were on top of it. Saidi had always loved the rug, giving threats of punishment should they spill anything on it. She never told them why though, although Rose figured it was probably a map from back in her day. Of course, there was no way to be certain. Sighing, Rose took a seat on one of the plump coaches.

Pulling out the heavy bag of coins, Rose decided to finger through her earnings for the day. 260 coins was impressive for one day’s earnings, even for her. No wonder the Seadog had been relentless. He had been a fool for dragging around so much in broad daylight, he was bound be to pick pocketed by someone. As Rose’s fingers touched the bottom of the bag, it wasn’t a golden coin she found but rather was goldish ring with designs indented along the outer side and topped with a dark blue gem.

“Hmm.. This must be the real reason why it was so valuable to him. I wonder how important this ring is? Perhaps I could sell it for a good amount?” She thought to herself, curious at her new discovery. Why would a Pirate being carrying around a ring such as the one she now held in her hand? It was a bit odd, even for her taste. Deciding to go the black market the very next day, Rose slipped the ring over her finger and readied herself for chores. Saidi might not be there to constantly order her to clean, but Rose still wished the house to look relatively nice, if only to honor her guardian.
I just posted to the collab :)
My exams are all done! I'm currently on a cruise right now but I will try to be on more. Anyway, did you want me to start writing on the collab or make a reaction post?
Zoey Reese

9:00 am

Holding her mint-green toothbrush, Zoey listened to the grand masterpiece of Yehudi Menuhin, one of the world’s best violinists to ever live. Nothing gave her more pleasure than the sound of bows dancing upon string and she showed the mirror a slight smile as she continued brushing her teeth. Today would be prove to be an interesting event for it was the eldest Reese’s birthday. Strange things always seemed to follow whenever the Reese’s hosted some form of public event and she had no doubt tonight would be the same.

Earlier in the morning, two quiet figures had tiptoed out of the house, whispering about things Zoey didn’t care enough to eavesdrop on. Of course they hadn’t woken her, she was always the first to rise but she simply stayed confined her bed until it was time to get out bed.  Whoever it was, although she believed the footsteps belonged to one of her brothers and Sophia, would be back soon enough. The early morning was one of the few moments Zoey could enjoy herself in complete silence, and she intended to use every second of her peace.

Things had certainly changed over the past few months as Kylie had been sent away for professional help after her obsession over Riley had been revealed. Who would have thought such a secret harbored in her own sister? It was certainly odd and the fact that she hid it for so long intrigued Zoey. Secrets could be deadly bombs waiting to be unleashed. She would know. Everyone had some, whether they chose to admit it or not. Kylie’s secret coming to the surface had left Zoey a little more out of it than usual. Talking had become a rare occasion, even for her, and she spent the majority of her time out of the house. She never told anyone where she was going, she simply left. Zoey didn’t know if her siblings noticed nor she did care much. Being around others and her family had just become quite an exhausting matter.

After caring for her hygiene and dressing into a comfortable pair of jeans and a green hoodie, Zoey carefully grabbed her precious violin and made her way to the family living room. Plopping onto the comfortable sofa, she began plucking the strings of her violin and tuned it. While Kylie had been away, Zoey had dabbled in composing her very own music and was pleasantly surprised with her results. One song in particular was inspired by both Kylie and herself, Zoey titled it Into the flames. It wasn’t completely finished, there was still a few final touches and adjustments needed to be made, but she felt it was a rather successful song for one of her age. Perhaps whenever Kylie returned to the Reese home, she’d play it for her. She’d been gone for so long, Zoey wondered if she would ever return.

10am

An engine rumbled from the driveway, indicating the return of the birthday girl. Zoey didn’t even look at the door as it cracked open and her siblings walked in. She simply stayed focus on the task at hand, only a few moments remained until her beloved instrument would be perfectly tuned.

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