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"You're becoming rather attached to our lil' Cynthia." This wasn't a secret. Fred has known about his twin's developing feelings for a while now. He doesn't speak openly about the growing affection, though, aside when in private situations with George. "I understand your concern for her," Fred sympathized, gently setting a hand briefly onto George's shoulder. "She is so vulnerable to diseases with her immune deficiency."

One prior episode has been her worst experience to date. Everyone in the Burrow had caught the common cold, but when Cynthia happened to display symptoms, she was placed on bed rest and suffered through a week long fever that caused constant nausea. Thanks to Molly's dedication and natural maternal instincts, she was able to nurse Cynthia back to health before her condition became much worse.

"Why don't you confess to Cynthia your true feelings?" Now seemed to be as good a time as any other. Fred tried not to focus on the war, much less acknowledge that soon they'd all be forced to fight. However, he also knew it wouldn't be wise to keep such feelings hidden, just in case...someone died. "Unspoken words are the most important, Georgie."

* * *

Draco saw the beginning of Lillian's reserve shattering. Despite popular belief, she's actually a human. Even though it's easy for Draco to disassociate her a fellow human, she still has hold of her humanity. Unlike the Dark Lord, he whom willing surrendered and discarded that part of himself, Lillian has kept her's.

"I understand." Draco wanted this converse to end. Witnessing Lillian with tears in her eyes was rather unsettling. He's always disliked seeing a woman cry. "This war is only going to get progressively worse." He knew this to be a fact. Draco turned himself towards the window, gently pushing aside the wrinkled curtain with his fingers. Eyes focused to the illuminated moon seated high above the ground.

"Voldemort..." Draco's lips burned just in speaking that creature's name.
I have no problem playing a FxF pairing. But could I ask for a second pairing of Loke x OC?

The trickster was seen. Discovered in his misery by a mere mortal female. She spared him a second glance, curious as to why Thor's estranged brother would find himself here on Midgard. Hazel eyes watched his movements with a focused stare, body preparing itself to defend against an attack if necessary. This is not exactly how Darcy expected she'd be introduced to the legendary criminal. Crossing paths outside a New Mexico grocery store...how pathetic.

Loki did not appear to the man she'd thought him to be. Thor described him as misunderstood, Banner claimed his mind was a bag of crazy cats and Natasha easily spoke his name in addition to gifting him the title of a mass murderer. Loki, the immortal to be feared, was weakened to such a state that he was forced to sulk on Midgard's realm. When Loki came further into view, despite attempting to shield himself in the shadows, Darcy called him over. She took a risk, calling out to the murderous man.

"Oi!" Darcy is not known to be discreet. "Loki! Get over here!" Fear is not forgotten, but discarded aside in her momentary bravery. Darcy knows she's putting herself in potential danger, but her mind is not focused on protecting herself. She's more concerned with Loki's condition.

"Since when do murders shed a tear?" Darcy's full lips tilted into a smirk, she rose from her seated position and stepped, slowly, towards Loki. "Need a tissue, man?" She offered him a napkin from her pocket, wrinkled and partially stained.

Her name is Darcy Lewis. Not familiar with her? Don't worry, she wouldn't expect anyone to be. She's the assistant. Her boss, Jane Foster, is known to the world. How is this possible? Well, Jane happens to be romantically involved with a man that's basically believed to be a God of Norse Mythology. His name is Thor. Everyone knows of Thor. He's an addition to the Avengers. God of Thunder, son of Odin, the hero. He's famous!

Jane and Thor have been dating for a while now, even though they've actually spent more time apart than actually being together. Thor is from Asgard, another planet. When he's not around, Jane frequently vents her frustration to anyone that's available to lend an ear. Sadly, this position has been filled by little ol' Darcy. She doesn't have much of a choice. Jane's rants are not so difficult, in all honesty. Darcy's worst nightmare is when the depression finally knocks Jane into an uncontrollable, sobbing, emotionally distraught woman. Darcy genuinely tries to be a comforting friend and source of support for Jane, but it's not always successful.

"You don't understand, Darcy!" Jane screamed, separating herself from Darcy's embrace. "It's not like your boyfriend went missing to another planet and hasn't returned!"

Jane's words were not intended to sound so harsh. She didn't want to attack Darcy, but emotions got the best of her. After enduring her limit, Darcy abandoned Jane in her time of need. If she hadn't of left so quickly, more heartbreaking screams would have been exchanged. Darcy did the only thing she could. Got into her jeep and simply drove for hours. Sunlight's rays warmed her chilled skin as the massive orb of golden light rose into the sky. Darcy knew she'd have to return back to the base soon. Despite the sickening churning inside her stomach. Jane would be a complete mess by now and Darcy's obligation to her friend's well being was strong enough to even override her own hurt feelings. Darcy has been accused of being many things, but never selfish. Especially not when someone is already weakened.

Before she returned, Darcy decided to stop by a local grocery store and collect some ingredients for breakfast. Surely Jane would have a stirring hunger in her gut by now. Crying often increases someone's appetite. Darcy bought a few things from the store, including a Starbucks cuppa coffee and walked along the street to her parked Jeep. Happening to glance down at her watch and see that it was only six o'clock in the morning, Darcy wasn't in any hurry to get back. Kneeling down to the ground for a moment, Darcy sat herself on the parking lot's curb and sipped idly at her drink, just trying to pass the time.

The New Mexico's landscape her only source of entertainment.
Sounds fine to me.
Loki x Darcy?

Yes, please! ^____^
Erika was perfectly at ease with the crowd of women flaunting themselves before her. Although usually entertaining men at the Maid's Club, Erika androgynous appearance makes her favorable to either gender. The women continued to swoon at her presence, a few even daring to reach out and touch her hands in attempts to flirt. Erika just accepted their advances and politely excused herself. She saw the twin brothers off to the side, no doubt watching her curiously. Kneeling down to collect her hat, which had fallen next to Neil's shoes, Erika straightened herself out and smirked as she placed the hat back into position.

"Well, if I didn't know any better," she taunted the brothers playfully. "I'd say your customers prefer me."

* * *

Jackie immediately came to her brother's aid. Nuka and Elena appeared moment's later, although Nuka had her attention focused on the male whom had deliberately tripped the innocent boy. Violence of any degree is not tolerated in the Maid's Club. Not usually someone to revert towards anger, Nuka called over Martha.

Walking with her notebook still opened and writing a few details concerning their monthly payments, Martha found herself in the middle of an unpleasant situation. Jack and Jacklyn on the floor together, Nuka frantically scolding the rude customer and Nuka explained everything rather quickly.

Martha's frown was immediate, once she realized the gravity of this situation. "Who was the person responsible?"

"Him," Nuka pointed to the male her girlfriend was still occupied with.
pyroman said
Could I PM you, or would you PM me, or.... what?


Sorry.
Please go ahead and PM me and we can discuss the rp.
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