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*Huggles* I not mad. The site has been down a lot lately and because of that, almost every time I had time to type out a post, the site would either be down so I couldn't see the prior post, or would go down RIGHT before I was ready to post. So, yeah, you're not the only one behind here *Smiles*
No problem. Site being down has me waaay behind on a lot of RPs :P
Chuckling at the angel's enthusiasm Kuro follows close behind him as the move to a good take-off point. 'Well, this should be something “different” at the very least. I really hope Dani knows better than to feed while we're there, because I know he must be getting hungry, but it's mid morning, and Aoba. .. .I don't want him seeing that. I know he's rather accepting of our so called “oddities” but something like feeding while he's around. . .' Kuro looks to the angel, then towards town, and he knows that, soon enough, he too will have to take a night trip into town. . .
Scooping up the smaller male he takes off, the cloak falling into place around them, and after a moment Dani follows suit. So excited to be going somewhere Dani flies around, over, and under the other two, showing off that he's far more maneuverable. 'Well, he's done a lot more flying and fighting than I have, so of course he is, though right now I'm not trying, and I have a delicate package' With this thought he gives his burden a little squeeze and locks his eyes forward. Dani notices being ignored by his little brother and instead comes in close and taps Aoba every so often, showing off how good a flier he is by never forcing Kuro to change his fight path while doing this.
'I wish I could carry the t- Aoba. He doesn't look that heavy, and I've picked him up before, it wouldn't be that hard. I could even revert so I'm not smaller than him' Dani pouts quietly to himself as they land, shaking off the cloak on all but his wings, tucking those in tight so they don't bump into anything. He is use to this however since, even in hell, he hardly ever puts them away.
Kuro's head perks up as he spots more people on the streets than usual and he smiles a little as he feels Aoba scootch in close. He nods in reply to the question and begins following the angel. 'I wonder what's going on today. It can't be a festival or anything because that would be held on this main road here so people going through town would see it. . .Maybe it's the mayor's birthday or something. . .' The people indeed seem in a celebratory mood as they walk around laughing and calling out to one another. A few even seem to have already dipped into the the party ale and sound a little tipsy. However his attention is caught but something more worrisome than a few drunk humans. As Dani begins wandering off his little brother snags his sleeve and pulls him in close. Dani squeaks in protest and a few people look at Kuro a little more harshly than usual, seeing the motion as abusive to the “poor boy”.
“What what!? I haven't eve-” Dani whines, but Kuro interrupts him.
“I know, you haven't done anything yet, I just want to warn you that if anyone turns up dead mid day in a town this small while us new “Weirdos” are visiting, you could get us in big trouble, and I would not be very happy about that.” He hisses this as softly as he can, twitching his finger so the collar tightens slightly to put an edge on his point. Dani pouts openly about this new bit of info, knowing that his day is not going to go the way he wants it to now that he can't recharge. He doesn't promise anything but as Kuro lets him go he decides that getting them kicked off the farm would suck before wandering off through the crowd.
Kuro quickly returns to Aoba's side, smiling warmly down at the angel as they make their way into the supermarket. Once inside the cool air rushing across his still sweaty skin and he lets out a sigh, shivering slightly. The people inside seem much more subdued than those outside, except for the occasional group of teens and twenty something year olds who are checking out with soda and beer respectively. “Maybe the local school won some sort of competition or accomplished something amazing or something. . .” Kuro murmurs softly to Aoba, taking a guess at what's up with the town today.
Scooping up the smaller male he takes off, the cloak falling into place around them, and after a moment Dani follows suit. So excited to be going somewhere Dani flies around, over, and under the other two, showing off that he's far more maneuverable. 'Well, he's done a lot more flying and fighting than I have, so of course he is, though right now I'm not trying, and I have a delicate package' With this thought he gives his burden a little squeeze and locks his eyes forward. Dani notices being ignored by his little brother and instead comes in close and taps Aoba every so often, showing off how good a flier he is by never forcing Kuro to change his fight path while doing this.
'I wish I could carry the t- Aoba. He doesn't look that heavy, and I've picked him up before, it wouldn't be that hard. I could even revert so I'm not smaller than him' Dani pouts quietly to himself as they land, shaking off the cloak on all but his wings, tucking those in tight so they don't bump into anything. He is use to this however since, even in hell, he hardly ever puts them away.
Kuro's head perks up as he spots more people on the streets than usual and he smiles a little as he feels Aoba scootch in close. He nods in reply to the question and begins following the angel. 'I wonder what's going on today. It can't be a festival or anything because that would be held on this main road here so people going through town would see it. . .Maybe it's the mayor's birthday or something. . .' The people indeed seem in a celebratory mood as they walk around laughing and calling out to one another. A few even seem to have already dipped into the the party ale and sound a little tipsy. However his attention is caught but something more worrisome than a few drunk humans. As Dani begins wandering off his little brother snags his sleeve and pulls him in close. Dani squeaks in protest and a few people look at Kuro a little more harshly than usual, seeing the motion as abusive to the “poor boy”.
“What what!? I haven't eve-” Dani whines, but Kuro interrupts him.
“I know, you haven't done anything yet, I just want to warn you that if anyone turns up dead mid day in a town this small while us new “Weirdos” are visiting, you could get us in big trouble, and I would not be very happy about that.” He hisses this as softly as he can, twitching his finger so the collar tightens slightly to put an edge on his point. Dani pouts openly about this new bit of info, knowing that his day is not going to go the way he wants it to now that he can't recharge. He doesn't promise anything but as Kuro lets him go he decides that getting them kicked off the farm would suck before wandering off through the crowd.
Kuro quickly returns to Aoba's side, smiling warmly down at the angel as they make their way into the supermarket. Once inside the cool air rushing across his still sweaty skin and he lets out a sigh, shivering slightly. The people inside seem much more subdued than those outside, except for the occasional group of teens and twenty something year olds who are checking out with soda and beer respectively. “Maybe the local school won some sort of competition or accomplished something amazing or something. . .” Kuro murmurs softly to Aoba, taking a guess at what's up with the town today.
I hate to do this, but this outfit -
Black leather jacket.
Black leather shirt.
Black leather pants.
Black army boots.
Black Archer's glove.
Is impractical and illogical to a fault. No military would ever allow it, being all black and leather he would overheat and have his skin rubbed raw in about 5 minutes under direct sunlight, and even in the shade he would sweat like a dog and chafe all over the place. This outfit spells death for anyone who is out during the day and/or sweats at all, which I know he does both as he's human.
Other than that he looks neat! I like the idea that he killed a man to get into the military :P I'm also curious to find out what his special unit is for :P I haven't had a chance to work on my guy due to both RL issues and this site constantly being down, but I'll have time after work today. I hope I can get it up then!
Black leather jacket.
Black leather shirt.
Black leather pants.
Black army boots.
Black Archer's glove.
Is impractical and illogical to a fault. No military would ever allow it, being all black and leather he would overheat and have his skin rubbed raw in about 5 minutes under direct sunlight, and even in the shade he would sweat like a dog and chafe all over the place. This outfit spells death for anyone who is out during the day and/or sweats at all, which I know he does both as he's human.
Other than that he looks neat! I like the idea that he killed a man to get into the military :P I'm also curious to find out what his special unit is for :P I haven't had a chance to work on my guy due to both RL issues and this site constantly being down, but I'll have time after work today. I hope I can get it up then!
I hate to do this, but this outfit -
Black leather jacket.
Black leather shirt.
Black leather pants.
Black army boots.
Black Archer's glove.
Is impractical and illogical to a fault. No military would ever allow it, being all black and leather he would overheat and have his skin rubbed raw in about 5 minutes under direct sunlight, and even in the shade he would sweat like a dog and chafe all over the place. This outfit spells death for anyone who is out during the day and/or sweats at all, which I know he does both as he's human.
Other than that he looks neat! I like the idea that he killed a man to get into the military :P I'm also curious to find out what his special unit is for :P I haven't had a chance to work on my guy due to both RL issues and this site constantly being down, but I'll have time after work today. I hope I can get it up then!
Black leather jacket.
Black leather shirt.
Black leather pants.
Black army boots.
Black Archer's glove.
Is impractical and illogical to a fault. No military would ever allow it, being all black and leather he would overheat and have his skin rubbed raw in about 5 minutes under direct sunlight, and even in the shade he would sweat like a dog and chafe all over the place. This outfit spells death for anyone who is out during the day and/or sweats at all, which I know he does both as he's human.
Other than that he looks neat! I like the idea that he killed a man to get into the military :P I'm also curious to find out what his special unit is for :P I haven't had a chance to work on my guy due to both RL issues and this site constantly being down, but I'll have time after work today. I hope I can get it up then!
Yeah, that sounds good.
I think for now those are some good idea points to explore and expand upon when/if they come up. For now I guess just keeping the story flowing on from the point where my guy is discovered until we need something more interesting would be good. I think it would be funny for my guy to run around causing your guy some trouble, maybe pulling off some magic that, say, turns all his companions into chickens for an hour would be too funny :P I keep seeing these "Oops! Magic. . ." moments that would be interesting to play out :P
I'm sorry this took so long, it's just that every time I went to do something and actually had time to work the site was down! Major suckiness. . .
Okay, so you don't have to use this, but this is the Empty Template I use for my characters.
Name:
Race:
Age:
Height:
Weight:
Hair:
Eyes:
Skin:
Build:
Clothes:
Accessories:
Powers/Skills(If Applicable):
General Personality:
Background:
I should have my guy up soonish as a bunch of those sections will have to remain empty due to his particular problem :P I can't wait to get started!
I think for now those are some good idea points to explore and expand upon when/if they come up. For now I guess just keeping the story flowing on from the point where my guy is discovered until we need something more interesting would be good. I think it would be funny for my guy to run around causing your guy some trouble, maybe pulling off some magic that, say, turns all his companions into chickens for an hour would be too funny :P I keep seeing these "Oops! Magic. . ." moments that would be interesting to play out :P
I'm sorry this took so long, it's just that every time I went to do something and actually had time to work the site was down! Major suckiness. . .
Okay, so you don't have to use this, but this is the Empty Template I use for my characters.
Name:
Race:
Age:
Height:
Weight:
Hair:
Eyes:
Skin:
Build:
Clothes:
Accessories:
Powers/Skills(If Applicable):
General Personality:
Background:
I should have my guy up soonish as a bunch of those sections will have to remain empty due to his particular problem :P I can't wait to get started!
Merry Christmas!
Careful to stay relaxes Lai keeps his pace even, not slowing or speeding up even as he feels the reactions up ahead. When Xephos pops out of the room he is ready to shield the boy, least the demon not notice him and simply attack the angel. As soon as he can see the Father's eyes however he lets out a soft breath, seeing them locked on the bundle in his arms and almost shiny with worry. For the fist true moment of clarity Lai can feel it inside, he can feel. . .'He really does care for them. . .' That thought locks down in his mind and somehow, he knows, he will never doubt that fact again. Gingerly he hands the boy over to the worried priest and steps back, watching him coddle and cuddle the little one, a faint smile on his lips. It is not a mocking smile, not one meant to poke fun at the demon. It is simply one to express the joy of seeing such an adorable display.
He chuckles lightly at the request for a story, actually covering his mouth to avoid laughing outright and waking everyone in the area. He ignores the look he gets from the father, instead reaching out and running his fingers through the child's hair. “I fear I must be to bed little one. I am sure the good father here would be happy to spend some time with you.” Brushing the boy's hair back he adds softly, “And I promise I will be here in the morning, so no more treks to my room to check on me, alright?” Javier nods sleepily and with a final pat Laisander wishes them both a good night and heads towards his temporary bed.
'I'm glad he was so focused on the boy. I got the feeling that has Javier not been there, seeing me again today would have sent him over the edge' He lets out a sigh, his walk back at a leisurely pace as to not look like he's fleeing. 'I have to play this carefully. If I act like I did something wrong, if I fall into his little box of misunderstanding about my intentions, then I will never go forward in this. I need to stay “out of trouble”, like one of the children. . .Why am I doing this?' He shrugs to his own silent question. 'Because I am curious and confused and I hate being curious and confused' With a sharp nod he heads into “his” room and collapses on to the bed. He catches himself before he begins his nightly prayers, and instead sends out the hope that God will forgive him, and that for now, the demon’s false prayers will be enough to still his mind and heart. With that final thought, he lets himself pass into the realm of dreams, or as close as angels can get.
The next morning he rises and shines, and laughs loudly as he wakes to an excited Javier pouncing on him. Despite his late night it appears that the boy is just as happy and energetic as ever. Lai wraps him in a big hug before shooing the youth off his bed so he can get up. As soon as he's on his feet however Javier has a hold on his hand and is dragging him along towards breakfast. He has just enough time to close his door before he's almost jogging down the hallway to keep up with the boy. As soon as the other munchkins spot him they race up to them and once more Lai finds himself with more shiny children eyes than he could possibly hope to deal with if they all wanted time alone with him. 'Some seem to be getting a little jealous of Javier. Perhaps a story about that. . .' Taking his plate he slips into a pew and begins telling a story about what jealousy can do to a person. He keeps his senses tuned for the demon, ready to give him a good morning smile as soon as he can.
He chuckles lightly at the request for a story, actually covering his mouth to avoid laughing outright and waking everyone in the area. He ignores the look he gets from the father, instead reaching out and running his fingers through the child's hair. “I fear I must be to bed little one. I am sure the good father here would be happy to spend some time with you.” Brushing the boy's hair back he adds softly, “And I promise I will be here in the morning, so no more treks to my room to check on me, alright?” Javier nods sleepily and with a final pat Laisander wishes them both a good night and heads towards his temporary bed.
'I'm glad he was so focused on the boy. I got the feeling that has Javier not been there, seeing me again today would have sent him over the edge' He lets out a sigh, his walk back at a leisurely pace as to not look like he's fleeing. 'I have to play this carefully. If I act like I did something wrong, if I fall into his little box of misunderstanding about my intentions, then I will never go forward in this. I need to stay “out of trouble”, like one of the children. . .Why am I doing this?' He shrugs to his own silent question. 'Because I am curious and confused and I hate being curious and confused' With a sharp nod he heads into “his” room and collapses on to the bed. He catches himself before he begins his nightly prayers, and instead sends out the hope that God will forgive him, and that for now, the demon’s false prayers will be enough to still his mind and heart. With that final thought, he lets himself pass into the realm of dreams, or as close as angels can get.
The next morning he rises and shines, and laughs loudly as he wakes to an excited Javier pouncing on him. Despite his late night it appears that the boy is just as happy and energetic as ever. Lai wraps him in a big hug before shooing the youth off his bed so he can get up. As soon as he's on his feet however Javier has a hold on his hand and is dragging him along towards breakfast. He has just enough time to close his door before he's almost jogging down the hallway to keep up with the boy. As soon as the other munchkins spot him they race up to them and once more Lai finds himself with more shiny children eyes than he could possibly hope to deal with if they all wanted time alone with him. 'Some seem to be getting a little jealous of Javier. Perhaps a story about that. . .' Taking his plate he slips into a pew and begins telling a story about what jealousy can do to a person. He keeps his senses tuned for the demon, ready to give him a good morning smile as soon as he can.
Akito follows obediently behind the youth, not even really thinking about where they may be headed. He recognizes the gait as one who has not decided on a destination and keeps his pace such that the is not in risk of drawing even with the prince. 'For some reason I do not feel right walking there just yet. I doubt I will feel ready to walk there ever, though I have no doubt that he will make me, or circumstances will call for it, more often than I would like' The sharp turn draws his eyes from the ground to the young man's back and he pays a little more attention now that Hiro seems to have a goal in mind.
His first thought as the enter the large, nearly empty room, is that it's quite a waste of space. Spotting the two men he immediately marks one as a master, the other, he is unable to tell. 'Something about masters of their craft, they have a certain air about them, something that screams “I rule here” to eyes like mine' The prince seems to pause for a bit so Aki takes the opportunity to watch the game play. He's never actually played board games, though his father often tried to get him interested. In truth, he does have some interest, however he'd always been to busy with either training, or his one hobby. He never felt like he had time for anything else. 'However, now, I may just need something to keep my mind occupied at times. . .'
Soon however they are off once more and he listens silently to Hiro's commentary. 'I feel like I'm with a tour guide I am terrified of to asks questions' Hearing the queen up ahead a little before the prince his head comes up and he watches as she comes into view right after Hiro turns around. He stands still for a moment, wondering what's going to happen and a moment latter his question is answered. 'Why would he want to not be around his mother? She seems really sweet, and she's his mother. . .' He shrugs off the quandary, not really feeling the need to dissect the familial interactions or the royal family right now.
He follows behind the prince, listening to the exchange, his own worried glances added in here and there as it is obvious the queen is over exerting herself a bit. 'She should really be more careful. The child looks almost due and such strain could make it come out too early, or so I have heard. . .' After her question about the garden however he becomes thoroughly distracted from his thoughts as she turns and looks directly at him for her next question. “Aki dear, do you think we should have a pavilion or simply have it open to the sky?”
Caught off guard he simply stares for a moment before stuttering out his answer. “I, um, I like the outdoors. . .”
She claps happily, obviously pleased with his response. “Yes, a little bit more of a common or rustic feel, I like it.” Another servant writes that part down before she tries to launch into more questions.
However, from somewhere behind her, the king's voice booms out, “Darling, what are you doing up and about?! You should be resting!”
An expression crosses her face like a kid caught with her hand in the cookie jar. “Oh darn, he caught me. Oh well, I now have some things to go on, thank you boys!” She looks up at her husband as he comes up on the group of them in the middle of the hallway and shifts her weight from the servant's shoulder to his arm and with a smile the two of them head off towards their chamber. Aki lets out a long breath, feeling the pressure ease off of him a bit. Glancing over at the prince he realizes that it's going to be a long time before he's consciously comfortable anywhere in this place.
His first thought as the enter the large, nearly empty room, is that it's quite a waste of space. Spotting the two men he immediately marks one as a master, the other, he is unable to tell. 'Something about masters of their craft, they have a certain air about them, something that screams “I rule here” to eyes like mine' The prince seems to pause for a bit so Aki takes the opportunity to watch the game play. He's never actually played board games, though his father often tried to get him interested. In truth, he does have some interest, however he'd always been to busy with either training, or his one hobby. He never felt like he had time for anything else. 'However, now, I may just need something to keep my mind occupied at times. . .'
Soon however they are off once more and he listens silently to Hiro's commentary. 'I feel like I'm with a tour guide I am terrified of to asks questions' Hearing the queen up ahead a little before the prince his head comes up and he watches as she comes into view right after Hiro turns around. He stands still for a moment, wondering what's going to happen and a moment latter his question is answered. 'Why would he want to not be around his mother? She seems really sweet, and she's his mother. . .' He shrugs off the quandary, not really feeling the need to dissect the familial interactions or the royal family right now.
He follows behind the prince, listening to the exchange, his own worried glances added in here and there as it is obvious the queen is over exerting herself a bit. 'She should really be more careful. The child looks almost due and such strain could make it come out too early, or so I have heard. . .' After her question about the garden however he becomes thoroughly distracted from his thoughts as she turns and looks directly at him for her next question. “Aki dear, do you think we should have a pavilion or simply have it open to the sky?”
Caught off guard he simply stares for a moment before stuttering out his answer. “I, um, I like the outdoors. . .”
She claps happily, obviously pleased with his response. “Yes, a little bit more of a common or rustic feel, I like it.” Another servant writes that part down before she tries to launch into more questions.
However, from somewhere behind her, the king's voice booms out, “Darling, what are you doing up and about?! You should be resting!”
An expression crosses her face like a kid caught with her hand in the cookie jar. “Oh darn, he caught me. Oh well, I now have some things to go on, thank you boys!” She looks up at her husband as he comes up on the group of them in the middle of the hallway and shifts her weight from the servant's shoulder to his arm and with a smile the two of them head off towards their chamber. Aki lets out a long breath, feeling the pressure ease off of him a bit. Glancing over at the prince he realizes that it's going to be a long time before he's consciously comfortable anywhere in this place.
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Forum: 1x1 Roleplay
FINALLY got it in! Sorry, the site kept being down every time I had time to work on my RPs! So, yeah, hope you like it. Sorry the end is very non descript, I just didn't wanna draw out him trying to pick up a random chick :P
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