Venus@BurningEmber So... I know someone already expressed interest in the AssassinxTarget but... I've been actively looking for a good A x T RP lol, would you be interested in doing that one with more than one person?
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9 yrs ago
So pretty much all my 1x1s dropped without a word... Gotta love it when they do shit like that >.>
9 yrs ago
That moment when you finally realize why you are so pissed off and realize that maybe you should tell the person when things finally cool off.
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Sorry to all who are waiting on me... Classes are kicking my rear pretty hard
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"Winged Elves," Idris responded to Thea's inquiry about the name of her race, "While they sound wonderful... they are rather big assholes if you ask me." Idris let out a sigh and started to chew on her bottom lip as she thought about what had happened to get her to where she was. She was not at all happy about what they had done to her, but all in all, it brought her to places she never really thought she would be. When she fully understood the attention her wings were receiving, she couldn't help the small smile that made its way to her face.
"If you wish, you can touch them," she stated, "Just be careful, they are rather sensitive." With a chuckle, she fluttered her wings a bit and turned her attention back to the younger woman that had spoken to her, "You can touch them too if you would like... You did ask about them first after all." With a shrug, she pulled her hair off to the side so her wings were easily accessible to them if they wished to touch them.
"If you wish, you can touch them," she stated, "Just be careful, they are rather sensitive." With a chuckle, she fluttered her wings a bit and turned her attention back to the younger woman that had spoken to her, "You can touch them too if you would like... You did ask about them first after all." With a shrug, she pulled her hair off to the side so her wings were easily accessible to them if they wished to touch them.
Hey... hey @Foster... YAY TEAM WORK FTW
Joslyn tilted her head to the side as she reached out blindly to a pair of sunglasses that were resting on the nightstand, a frown on her face as she pulled them onto her face. "Burning out my retinas is not very kind," she bit out, her voice strained, "I would prefer it if you did not turn the damn thing on, but if you must then go ahead now that my eyes are sufficently covered. As for utilities... I have no real need for them..." As it was clear the man did not seem to mean any harm, she lowered her weapon and slowly stood up, surprisingly steady on her feet though her right hand twitched a couple times.
The thought that she had more than likely just lost the place she had started to call home was rather bothersome, she really didn't want to put herself on the raidar and this place had helped her prevent that. Letting out a small sigh, she rubbed her face, careful to avoid ther sunglasses, "Look, could we work something out so I can stay here? I don't have a job so paying utilities isn't even in my abilities."
Adrian rubbed his stubbled chin, thinking at the girl's predicament before replying,"Well, sorry about your eyes. What if I could get you a job?" He fumbled around the dark room -not wishing to provoke further ire from the hostess- until he found a suitable chair to sit upon as he watched the figure pace around the room, she seemed restless.
"I run a bar, and the hours are long, I could use someone to help serve drinks and keep the conversations entertaining for the paying customers..." His offer started, quickly outlining the jist of what sort of work he'd have her perform. Nothing difficult unless she had some sort of severe social anxiety issues, and even then... "The bar is quite dimly lit, I'm sure you'll fit right in." He smiled warmly at the slight jab at her little quirk.
"In return you may use this room as you please during and after repairs are made, you'll be paid for food, or if you desire to be more discrete, can have it brought-in." He wasn't sure why he offered the last part about bringing food up for her, probably just as an excuse to make sure she didn't become some sort of shut-in crazy cat-lady or tried slitting her wrists.
"You can bring in guests and pets, but I better not be finding any animal-sacrifices in the crawlspaces. And you"ll be responisble for cleaning up their messes." He warned, only half-jokingly, one time he had this tennant that... just... cats aren't supposed to be bent that way...
"I am not very keen on cats, or animal sacrifice... that does not seem very..." Joslyn's voice trailed off and she let out a small sigh, "I believe I would enjoy working for you if I may, and I would not mind eating there, unless you would prefer my meals be taken in here?"
Since he had not turned on his torch, she removed her sunglasses and trained mismatched eyes on him, her look curious. Everything that he had said to her was rather interesting and seemed to hold a promise to it, though she would have to hope he would not delve in too deep if she told him she would need some time off to take care of other matters should she be called upon. Though her twitching did not make her the best, she was good at many things that she was called upon for on the rare occasion her faction became entrenched with government issues.
"So where is this bar located that you would have me working at? Is it close by?" she finally asked, "And when would you have me begin work there? I would assume that if you are willing to offer a complete stranger that you found living in a place you are trying to fix up, you must not have many people working for you or willing to do so?"
"Well, I was speaking of for when we're closed on sundays. Even then. I can't have you trying to get-by on only one or two meals a day." He explained, noticing her eyes gleaming at him with keen interest.
"The bar is just up the road on your left, can't miss it." He answered, indicating it was just north along Wythe Avenue. "You can start tonight if you'd like, but I suggest you think it over after visiting as a guest first." His tone was that of someone who felt like giving the other person a chance to back-out, but then explained; "It looks like you could use a good meal and some rest before going to work, I'll be paying. Ask for Adrian when you show-up." He finished his offer, figuring she'd better see for herself what she was in for.
"Yeah... sure... I'll stop by tonight to see what the place is about and if I think it would be a good fit," she replied before letting out a slow breath. She doubted that she would be able to get any more rest now that she was wide awake between talking to the man and the burning her retina's had taken from his torch. "My name is Joslyn... look forward to possibly be working with you."
The thought that she had more than likely just lost the place she had started to call home was rather bothersome, she really didn't want to put herself on the raidar and this place had helped her prevent that. Letting out a small sigh, she rubbed her face, careful to avoid ther sunglasses, "Look, could we work something out so I can stay here? I don't have a job so paying utilities isn't even in my abilities."
Adrian rubbed his stubbled chin, thinking at the girl's predicament before replying,"Well, sorry about your eyes. What if I could get you a job?" He fumbled around the dark room -not wishing to provoke further ire from the hostess- until he found a suitable chair to sit upon as he watched the figure pace around the room, she seemed restless.
"I run a bar, and the hours are long, I could use someone to help serve drinks and keep the conversations entertaining for the paying customers..." His offer started, quickly outlining the jist of what sort of work he'd have her perform. Nothing difficult unless she had some sort of severe social anxiety issues, and even then... "The bar is quite dimly lit, I'm sure you'll fit right in." He smiled warmly at the slight jab at her little quirk.
"In return you may use this room as you please during and after repairs are made, you'll be paid for food, or if you desire to be more discrete, can have it brought-in." He wasn't sure why he offered the last part about bringing food up for her, probably just as an excuse to make sure she didn't become some sort of shut-in crazy cat-lady or tried slitting her wrists.
"You can bring in guests and pets, but I better not be finding any animal-sacrifices in the crawlspaces. And you"ll be responisble for cleaning up their messes." He warned, only half-jokingly, one time he had this tennant that... just... cats aren't supposed to be bent that way...
"I am not very keen on cats, or animal sacrifice... that does not seem very..." Joslyn's voice trailed off and she let out a small sigh, "I believe I would enjoy working for you if I may, and I would not mind eating there, unless you would prefer my meals be taken in here?"
Since he had not turned on his torch, she removed her sunglasses and trained mismatched eyes on him, her look curious. Everything that he had said to her was rather interesting and seemed to hold a promise to it, though she would have to hope he would not delve in too deep if she told him she would need some time off to take care of other matters should she be called upon. Though her twitching did not make her the best, she was good at many things that she was called upon for on the rare occasion her faction became entrenched with government issues.
"So where is this bar located that you would have me working at? Is it close by?" she finally asked, "And when would you have me begin work there? I would assume that if you are willing to offer a complete stranger that you found living in a place you are trying to fix up, you must not have many people working for you or willing to do so?"
"Well, I was speaking of for when we're closed on sundays. Even then. I can't have you trying to get-by on only one or two meals a day." He explained, noticing her eyes gleaming at him with keen interest.
"The bar is just up the road on your left, can't miss it." He answered, indicating it was just north along Wythe Avenue. "You can start tonight if you'd like, but I suggest you think it over after visiting as a guest first." His tone was that of someone who felt like giving the other person a chance to back-out, but then explained; "It looks like you could use a good meal and some rest before going to work, I'll be paying. Ask for Adrian when you show-up." He finished his offer, figuring she'd better see for herself what she was in for.
"Yeah... sure... I'll stop by tonight to see what the place is about and if I think it would be a good fit," she replied before letting out a slow breath. She doubted that she would be able to get any more rest now that she was wide awake between talking to the man and the burning her retina's had taken from his torch. "My name is Joslyn... look forward to possibly be working with you."
Idris was mildly surprised to have caught the attention of someone who seemed to be of a similar age as herself, though her attention was diverted by the young women, Selessia if she remembered correctly, asking about her wings. A small frown crossed her features at the mention of the useless appendages that were now currently flapping behind her in an attempt to dry out. It was very clear to her that she was the only Non-Cauhri in the group, not only because of her wings, but also because of her build. While she knew them to be strong, she did not know many who had to climb mountains constantly throughout their life to get to where they wanted to be. Letting out a soft sigh, she rubbed her face dry with a towel and finally turned her attention to those who had spoken to her.
"As it is only fair... my name is Idris," she said as she set the towel down, "To answer your questions little one, no... I cannot fly. They are not nearly as large as they would need to be in order for me to do such a thing, though I am a rather magnificent climber, or so I've been told. As for his actions being an acceptable means of showing us what would not be tolerated... I rather find myself wanting to do what this one did just for laughs." Offering Thea a small smile, though it was clear that it was not something she did often, she settled herself down in a seat and worked on drying her clothing. While she was fully capable of utilizing one of her stones, she preferred not to use them unless absolutely necessary.
Idris had spent most of her life working hard for everything she had gotten, which was what tied into her mindset to not utilize her crystals unless she felt the absolute need to do so. "So how long do you think everything will take?" she questioned, though it was not aimed at anyone in particular, "I Would assume that he is not an extremely patient man as he seemed to pay no mind to the one male who seemed to keep himself separate from the rest of us."
"As it is only fair... my name is Idris," she said as she set the towel down, "To answer your questions little one, no... I cannot fly. They are not nearly as large as they would need to be in order for me to do such a thing, though I am a rather magnificent climber, or so I've been told. As for his actions being an acceptable means of showing us what would not be tolerated... I rather find myself wanting to do what this one did just for laughs." Offering Thea a small smile, though it was clear that it was not something she did often, she settled herself down in a seat and worked on drying her clothing. While she was fully capable of utilizing one of her stones, she preferred not to use them unless absolutely necessary.
Idris had spent most of her life working hard for everything she had gotten, which was what tied into her mindset to not utilize her crystals unless she felt the absolute need to do so. "So how long do you think everything will take?" she questioned, though it was not aimed at anyone in particular, "I Would assume that he is not an extremely patient man as he seemed to pay no mind to the one male who seemed to keep himself separate from the rest of us."
Idris couldn't stop herself from letting out a low hiss when he had used the words 'cannon fodder' to describe the group, her eyes narrowing on the man despite what had been said to them no moments before. "For someone who is to be a teacher, you really don't seem the sort to have earned that title well," she muttered crossly to no one in particular as she pulled her wet hair forward to ring it out, revealing a small pair of very white... and very wet, wings. She did not enjoy what he had said, but she could not fault some for thinking of some people as such, mainly because that was possibly the only thing she was good for. Letting out a noise, she sat down at one of the tables with the given towel and set to work drying herself off the best she could.
Letting out a sigh, the young winged elf looked over at the female who had been forced to bark not moment before they had arrived to the Inn and gave her a curious look. "So tell me... what was it like being forced to bark before everyone?" she questioned, her tone was light, not at all condescending while most more than likely would have been, "I would not have thought someone who was meant to be all mighty would stood so low as to make someone do such a thing."
Letting out a sigh, the young winged elf looked over at the female who had been forced to bark not moment before they had arrived to the Inn and gave her a curious look. "So tell me... what was it like being forced to bark before everyone?" she questioned, her tone was light, not at all condescending while most more than likely would have been, "I would not have thought someone who was meant to be all mighty would stood so low as to make someone do such a thing."
@Cherry_Shield Foster wants to bartender but needs your ok to leave things as is on the CS or if you want a bio that is a thing he needs to do, right @Foster
>Proceeds to continue to hide under her blanket with @MinervianGrey for company<
>Proceeds to continue to hide under her blanket with @MinervianGrey for company<
@AtomicNut yeah, Foster will do that to you
@Foster If that is something you would like to do, sure. We can do it so you post half and I post half.
@AtomicNut What are you confused about?
@AtomicNut What are you confused about?
>Sneaks into the forum OCC and looks around before diving under a blanket, a small knife in her hand as she peers at everyone<
Yo, lets go have some beer... when @Cherry_Shield says we can have our bar I mean.
Yo, lets go have some beer... when @Cherry_Shield says we can have our bar I mean.
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