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Alice is going to be VERY much put off romance.
Alice is going to be VERY much put off romance.
LadyRunic
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STATUS: What lies in the hearts of the drae if not madness? - Ma'doc 5 yrs ago
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What lies in the hearts of the drae if not madness? - Ma'doc
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Replies will be coming out in a few days. Been down sick.
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To everyone waiting on replies. They most likely will be out tomorrow or Saterday. I need to get a part for my computer!
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Sorry if replies are a bit slow. Dealing with a headache.
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Hello! I'm LadyRunic! But you knew that...
I love most types of Role Play, but by far my favorites are those that are well thought out and worked with. Especially when you can find a group you can work well with. I love books- So many books. It's a running bet that I will become buried under a pile of said objects one day... I'm a tad busy, and when an Rp really catches my interest I'm inpatient for posts. It's like reading a good book and getting stuck on a cliff hanger.
You can generally expect posts regularly once a week if not more.
I've RP'd for the better part of fourteen years, so I can honestly say I have some experience and I've developed the understanding of what I expect of a partner in a one-on-one or a group. I'm also the sort who will speak up and point out something if it looks off or forms a problem to me. I spent most of a year once stuck in a Voice Chat Rp that was hell on Earth, so I'm straight forward when I need to say something. I expect this in return from my Rpers and DMs. I want to improve my writing and love constructive criticism.
I love most types of Role Play, but by far my favorites are those that are well thought out and worked with. Especially when you can find a group you can work well with. I love books- So many books. It's a running bet that I will become buried under a pile of said objects one day... I'm a tad busy, and when an Rp really catches my interest I'm inpatient for posts. It's like reading a good book and getting stuck on a cliff hanger.
You can generally expect posts regularly once a week if not more.
I've RP'd for the better part of fourteen years, so I can honestly say I have some experience and I've developed the understanding of what I expect of a partner in a one-on-one or a group. I'm also the sort who will speak up and point out something if it looks off or forms a problem to me. I spent most of a year once stuck in a Voice Chat Rp that was hell on Earth, so I'm straight forward when I need to say something. I expect this in return from my Rpers and DMs. I want to improve my writing and love constructive criticism.
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Possibly an Inquisitor? The police won't know what's going on and nor will Alice. That might help the story more.
I'm game for that! And the alley makes more sense to me as well. And alice won't be able to 'scare' him off unless he's afraid of pins and needles.
Alice looked at the clock, then did a double take. "Oh dear! So it is!" Time really had flown along with her thoughts apparently. Her cheeks flaming as he blatantly flirted with her. Wishing he had gotten to the point a bit sooner, Alice couldn't help but smile shyly in return. It was a relief to know which way the wind blew- as so many books would say. She might not be big on those foolish vampire novels but she did enjoy the historical romance novel. It was more... grounded so to speak? Yes, that seemed the right word.
Setting the napkin aside, Alice nodded in agreement as Liam stood up. Following the motion herself after a second. "I'd appreciate that." Her soft voice admitted, not caring for the stories and mugging and horrors on dark streets. "Especially at this time of night." She added on, sliding her arms into the coat that had been previously hanging from her shoulders. Frowning slightly, she cast a worried look to Liam. "I hope I'm not keeping you from your work?"
Setting the napkin aside, Alice nodded in agreement as Liam stood up. Following the motion herself after a second. "I'd appreciate that." Her soft voice admitted, not caring for the stories and mugging and horrors on dark streets. "Especially at this time of night." She added on, sliding her arms into the coat that had been previously hanging from her shoulders. Frowning slightly, she cast a worried look to Liam. "I hope I'm not keeping you from your work?"
@Belle Black Panther has withdrawn from the Rp.
@FallenReaper@Forett Are you two still interested in continuing this RP?
My apologies for not posting but I've taken a rather large hit to my confidence to DM.
@FallenReaper@Forett Are you two still interested in continuing this RP?
My apologies for not posting but I've taken a rather large hit to my confidence to DM.
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So he was a surgeon. A interesting job and rather needful. It also sounded like he shared her passion for their chosen occupation. Alice gave a smile as she nodded in agreement. It wasn't something that could generally be talked about over meals or tea. All that gore details and such... Alice prided herself on being a lady and a lady that could handle the sight of blood. But that was a tad more than 'some'. "It seems we both enjoy our work." She commented, sipping away the last of the tea. It had gone rather quickly hadn't it?
Tilting her head silently at his question, Alice blinked her green eyes. Musing over the answers she could give, the tailor set the cup down next to Liam's. Her slim fingers dabbing the remains of the tea from her lips with a napkin. "Anything else I wish to know?" Her voice dipped as she chuckled slightly. "You'd rather I not answer that, as I would try to snare you to be a model." Alice teased the man lightly, meaning every word. He was a dashing figure and plenty of her line would look wonderful on him. But that was neither here or there and she doubted he would agree to it. "But, no. I'll keep my peace for now." She leaned back, hands in her lap as a gentle smile formed on her lips.
Tilting her head silently at his question, Alice blinked her green eyes. Musing over the answers she could give, the tailor set the cup down next to Liam's. Her slim fingers dabbing the remains of the tea from her lips with a napkin. "Anything else I wish to know?" Her voice dipped as she chuckled slightly. "You'd rather I not answer that, as I would try to snare you to be a model." Alice teased the man lightly, meaning every word. He was a dashing figure and plenty of her line would look wonderful on him. But that was neither here or there and she doubted he would agree to it. "But, no. I'll keep my peace for now." She leaned back, hands in her lap as a gentle smile formed on her lips.
The tailor gave a slight smile in relief that she hadn't offended him. Things were going nicely and Liam was quite a charming individual Alice had to admit. Her cup slowly emptying of the tea as she sipped every so often. Savoring the flavor. Though his wink flooded her face with a reddening blush. "I- uhm- thank you!" Alice stammered, taking a long drink from the tea cup. While she did get out every so often, she wasn't usually flirted with. Never mind that most of the time she was buried with nose in a sketch book.
"I get out every so often." The tailor admitted. "I can't very well shut myself away from the world as I do require information on what people are wearing in their day to day lives." Her green eyes sparked with enthusiasm as she spoke of her passion with a joking tone. "I do have a business to run after all." Alice mused and fussed with her coat, pleased with the compliments even if they threw her very much off balance. She was just a tailor after all, she knew she was good. Very good, but praise about her looks, social aspect or her choice of career was something she would never take for granite. "So what do you do, if your not a model? And don't mind my asking?" Alice questioned carefully. Wanting to learn more about this flattering man.
"I get out every so often." The tailor admitted. "I can't very well shut myself away from the world as I do require information on what people are wearing in their day to day lives." Her green eyes sparked with enthusiasm as she spoke of her passion with a joking tone. "I do have a business to run after all." Alice mused and fussed with her coat, pleased with the compliments even if they threw her very much off balance. She was just a tailor after all, she knew she was good. Very good, but praise about her looks, social aspect or her choice of career was something she would never take for granite. "So what do you do, if your not a model? And don't mind my asking?" Alice questioned carefully. Wanting to learn more about this flattering man.
Alice had been drawn off in thought. Her green eyes focus in the cloudy reality of possibly fashion lines. The notes of the jazz merely encouraging such a wandering of her mind. Blinking in alarm she shifted her attention back to the red haired man, taking a sip of the chai to buy herself some time to think on the question. She was always a little scattered in thought, which wasn't always a good thing. Especially at times like these. "Often enough, I enjoy the music." She admitted, "It's excellent when I'm stuck on a design and can't exactly go too far from my shop."
It really wasn't too far from her shop in all reality. Just a few blocks away, something that- if you were used to the walk- you would not notice. Even in the winter months with snow piling high and the bitter cold from general New York weather and the chill brought in by the sea... A good cup of tea on a cozy day or night like that. It would be enjoyable. "So why were you looking for such a coat on such short notice?" Alice questioned the potential model. Excitement stirred in her eyes. "I thought perhaps you were a model with such a look!" Pausing she shot Liam an apologetic look again. "You're not a model are you-?" Her voice trailing off in obvious worry she had offended him.
It really wasn't too far from her shop in all reality. Just a few blocks away, something that- if you were used to the walk- you would not notice. Even in the winter months with snow piling high and the bitter cold from general New York weather and the chill brought in by the sea... A good cup of tea on a cozy day or night like that. It would be enjoyable. "So why were you looking for such a coat on such short notice?" Alice questioned the potential model. Excitement stirred in her eyes. "I thought perhaps you were a model with such a look!" Pausing she shot Liam an apologetic look again. "You're not a model are you-?" Her voice trailing off in obvious worry she had offended him.
The cafe was a late night thing, catering to the jazz folk who stopped by for a drink. It was here Alice directed Liam, and luckily it was a quiet night. It was a more classic place and decorated with good taste. A place to sit, listen to music and chat. Perfect for someone like Alice who enjoyed a comfortable setting while working on her design. Low notes filled the cafe, as Alice entered and ordered a Chai tea for herself.
Settling at a table out of the main flow of traffic. Alice enjoyed the quiet and didn't see a reason to be bothered by people rushing by when she could merely sit out of the way. Though she did slipped up the counter ordering a chai tea. A blend she enjoyed. "What would you like-?" Alice blinked and shot a apologetic look at Liam. Usually men in generally liked ordering for others. But Alice was still in a good deal of 'work' mode. Especially when she was itching to sew. "Sorry, my minds still back in coats and cloth." The raven haired woman apologized, looked peeved at herself.
Settling at a table out of the main flow of traffic. Alice enjoyed the quiet and didn't see a reason to be bothered by people rushing by when she could merely sit out of the way. Though she did slipped up the counter ordering a chai tea. A blend she enjoyed. "What would you like-?" Alice blinked and shot a apologetic look at Liam. Usually men in generally liked ordering for others. But Alice was still in a good deal of 'work' mode. Especially when she was itching to sew. "Sorry, my minds still back in coats and cloth." The raven haired woman apologized, looked peeved at herself.
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