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Lyra smiled internally, though she didn't dare let it show. good, he was taking her at least a little seriously. It was like a breath of relief she didn't dare take. "Maybe you are the only person who can help me," she began, pausing only to sip again at the alcohol, "Maybe not." She set the keg down again, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand, suddenly serious. "I'm not asking for treason, war's not something I want on my hands here."

She sighed and leaned forward, her voice dropping down to just above a whisper. "I have a friend who's.... In a bit of trouble over on your side of the Universe. I heard you know people that have access to what's happening... And I also heard you can help me get her out. Just to be clear, I'm not talking legally here." Yes she was proposing to cross the border into Demon territory. Call her crazy, but she was a good friend. And besides, she needed answers.
Haha, I don't even really know that much German, it's only because my friend won't stop talking to me in it!

So would you rather plan out a little bit, or should be just jump right into it?

P.S Your characters are wonderful, darling! ;)
There! Lyra's eyes widened when the person, or more specifically, Demon, she was looking for walked in. Ugh, she was disgustingly nervous, heart racing, palms sweating. In a place like this, she hadn't the need to feel out of place, if anything happened, there were plenty of Angels around that could easily cover for her. She let out a shuddered breath, it was now or never, and she was desperate. Picking up the untouched keg as well as her own untouched one, she walked over, making sure to avoid bumping into anyone else.

"Excuse me." she said curtly, catching the leg of the chair opposite him and pulling it back so she could sit, "But I heard it through the grape vine that you... Know some people." She set the full mug down in front of him and leaned back in her chair. "Sorry to catch you in more of a... Relaxed place. But I'm willing to pay, you know. Maybe we could talk business?" Lyra looked up from the pale drink she was sipping at, hoping she hadn't made a fool of herself. Business between Angels and Demons were hard enough as it was, and she was pushing it by saying something in such a public setting. Shit... She was getting nervous again.
Name: Jack Reeves

Age: 25

Gender: Male

Appearance:


Other: Likes to listen to loud music to annoy others

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Name: Scarlett Felds

Age: 24

Gender: Female

Appearance:


Other: Speaks just a little German.
I made it so they haven't met yet, if that's alright.
It was a weird world they lived in, a sort of "Earth", but without all the annoying humans. "Middle-Ground", they called it. It was more of a central meeting point, or perhaps common grounds was a better term. Angels remained in their World, and Demons in theirs, but this place was where anyone could gather without risk of being immediately slaughtered, no guarantees. It was a place of mingled business and interactions, a place where there was reluctant acceptance. Still, there was still somewhat of a divide, Angels tended to hang around one place, and Demons in another, with Town Center, as large as it was, being a free for all.

Tensions were high, as always, but war was definitely not an option. Keeping the balances in check was hard enough already, without most of their resources going into funding a war. Right now, they were bound by a sort of truce, but neither trusted one another to keep it. Trust, after all, was a hard thing to earn, and an easy thing to lose.

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Town Center was a weird place, Lyra decided, a mingle of both Demons and Angels, and their cultures colliding. It was weird seeing it all at once, but if there was any sort of neutral ground, it was here. She entered the tavern on her right, a popular place, based on what her friends told her, and the constant stream of people going both in and out. "Two," she ordered the Angel working behind the counter, sliding into place at the bar and placing a few bills down, "And make it snappy."

She wouldn't say, but she was looking for someone. Truth be told, she hadn't met him before, and she was admittingly a bit nervous, but she had something she needed to ask. The bartender came back with her drinks and swiped up the money, counting the bills as he walked away. Lyra rolled her eyes, but picked up one for the two mugs, sipping at it occasionally, her eyes shifting to the door once in a while. Come on, her lead couldn't have been wrong, could it?
Alright, that's fine, so would you like me to start us off? My beginning's going to be a little long, just posting some background info first.
Awesome! Anyway, changed the photo, yet again!

Do you want to just jump into it, or plan it out a little?
Name: Lyra Harthorn

Age: 592, in Angel Years. But appears to be around 22.

Gender: Female

Species: Angel

Appearance:


Other: If we're going into details, she' technically a Guardian Angel

Sorry, I made the character sheet pretty simple, but I'll add more if you want to make it more in-depth!
Haha! I've finally gotten around to it, so let's get this RP started~
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