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    1. Fuji 11 yrs ago

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"Are you okay,I'm your friends you can tell me anything," She smiled as she sat quietly to listen to his story. Em was never one to listen to somebody speak for a really long time, but they had all the time in the world had they not.
"Then you probably also have a lot of chest hair, but you're not able to grow a manly beard yet," Em poked his side as she laughed, she wasn't sleepy yet and to go off in silence would have been depressing ,she was feeling much better now. She strained her soft pink hair, it had needed a little TLC so the water was quite welcome. But just to annoy him she shook his wet hair in his face,"is that how you dogs do it?" Her laugh bounced around the cave once more, heartily this time.
"Thanks," Em whispered softly as she felt the cold touch of the cloth spread throughout her burned hand. She couldn't retrieve the picture, but it was alright as the warmth of the kindled fire was starting to increase. Slowly, she would edge closer to Kyle and rested her head on his shoulder. "Aren't werewolves supposed to always be warm?" She teased, her smile was feebly returning to her face.
In Nobody 11 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
Hazel pretended to gag at the sob-fest and just got up and got a bottle of soda from the fridge, she didn't like to get sentimental with other. Especially older people who were supposed to handle even the loss of a family. What would she know,her biological parents abandoned her and her foster dad disappeared. Apparently she must have been a reckless thing to handle, and she wasn't crying.
Em could hear Kyle's teeth chatter, and she looked back at him with an encouraging smile. Soon the found a small cave, the mouth was a bit moist but the inside was dry. "I'll get sticks for a fire," she went out and grabbed some sticks. Placing them like a miniature bonfire in the throat of the cave, she circled it with some stones and looked in side her pockets for some paper. She started to lose hope when she felt something in her jean's left pocket, it was a picture of her family. Sucking in some air she placed on top and used a lighter to burn it's edge. Pulling back she clenched her teeth and reached for the photo, but she just burned her hand.
"We should go," Em parted from him with the thunder, she pulled up the hoodie from her jacket and kept walking on. She stared at the ground and rubbed her red eyes as she walked, her mood was a sour as the weather. She was used to the weather,back at camp she would usually be forced to work in this weather until she caught a cold or faked one. As she sighed she noticed her warm breath vaporized outside, it was going to be really cold tonight.
Her lips couldn't speak, she searched his eyes for some kind of answer to her dilemma. Tears were rolling down her cheeks, she pulled him and cried on his chest. Her hands gripped his jacket as she stopped sobbing. She didn't pull away, she wanted to stay there.
Em didn't want to cry, but her vision was getting fuzzy. "You should go, you have more chance on surviving alone than I do. I'll die either way." The grimness in her voice pushed her heart into a deep black hole, but she knew that he would survive alone but she wouldn't. She was so used to him by now, she wouldn't be able to sleep.
"I can carry you across Kyle, please." There was some desperation in her voice, it was shaky as if she was about to cry. Em turned around and rested her head on his chest, she was holding back her desire to put her arms around him and cry. "I care about you Kyle, I need you." She kept on looking down at the ground, her eyes were starting to water, he'd probably laugh if he saw her face.
In Nobody 11 yrs ago Forum: Free Roleplay
"Zion's that type of guy, oh and hi." Hazel slid onto a seat at the couch, she folded her hands on her lap and looked around the room."If they can organize themselves into small gangs, they can join in an army. We are far to weak even if I turn into a bazooka," She pouted as she looked down at her entwining fingers.
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