Yeah. I guess it is early for me on rpg. o.o
That was a nice touch, I like! I was thinking maybe after the day in the roleplay we could do a time skip to when Crystal gets better and perhaps they haven't spoken or seen each other much since she will be in bed most of the time, or maybe they get a bit closer during the span of those days. I was going to say the nurse would take care of her most of the time, but naturally Irina does check up on her.
Mmm, what do you think? :D
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In my spare time I like to make beats/music on my laptop, spend time with my lovely fianceé, and day dream. Watching movies is a favorite activity for me, but sometimes I need space to myself and don't want to do anything but curl up on the couch and sip hot tea while Frank Ocean sings in the background. It's a toss up. Sometimes I don't want to write, sometimes I'm going through things and just can't be bothered to search for my muse. If I'm going through that, I will always let a partner know.
If I need to drop for whatever reason, I will let you know. I'm a stickler for effort when it comes to our IC post, and I really do try to sprinkle my posts with some love and magic to give my partner something to work with.
I really just expect the same courtesy from my partners, and basic respect for boundaries and not getting too comfortable with me too fast. I will never rush anyone to post and again, expect the same decency. However, if it has been a month without a post or word from you, it will just be an automatic drop. No hard feelings, but on to better things.
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If I need to drop for whatever reason, I will let you know. I'm a stickler for effort when it comes to our IC post, and I really do try to sprinkle my posts with some love and magic to give my partner something to work with.
I really just expect the same courtesy from my partners, and basic respect for boundaries and not getting too comfortable with me too fast. I will never rush anyone to post and again, expect the same decency. However, if it has been a month without a post or word from you, it will just be an automatic drop. No hard feelings, but on to better things.
W/ love, Sailor Moon
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I just read your post :3 Awwwww Irina is so happy what a heart warming scene.
Good morning :3
Amelia entered her near empty home and immediately got ready for bed, showering and brushing her teeth of the greasy fried food smell and alcohol from the bar, even catching a scent of Valerie's perfume as she pulled her shirt over her head. She hadn't noticed before, but it smelled nice...expensive like Valerie, because clearly being involved with someone like Valerie Cartier would cost her in more ways than one. Amelia couldn't decide if it was even worth the risk, or if there was a risk at all. Dammit, Brian... You've gotten into my head. She had only given the woman her number, which she was almost sure at some point Valerie would use it to give her a call sometime in the distant future. Maybe to inquire about a lap dance. She spit her tooth paste out and chuckled, thinking back on how The Countess called her a stripper. In retrospect, the whole encounter was more funny than anything... The Countess had more damage to a helicopter than to The Silver Heart, so she was still somewhat high from the victory. Winning never gets old.
Amelia yawned and slipped under her blanket on the couch, contemplating tomorrow's events. She had a full day ahead with unpacking and her new bed would finally be arriving along with some other larger pieces of furniture to fill up her cute three bedroom house. It didn't take long before the thought of laying on a mattress again put her to sleep.
*ding*dong*
Amelia opened the door for who she presumed to be the movers, not even bothering to check first by looking through the spy hole. Being a Super Hero often left her feeling invincible, and after beating The Countess in yesterday's fight she wasn't worried about some burly men lugging her furniture around. They were harmless compared to the real villains in New York City. "Hi, Come in!" She opened the front door wide and stepped aside to allow the movers passage. Though she was a bit annoyed to see them all walking in empty handed, only to inspect the place and ask some questions about where Amelia wanted the furniture set up. She happily showed them to her bedroom, the guest room and study room.
"Is that your husband's bike out there?" A mover asked confidently, and quite loudly in front of everyone. Amelia didn't know why he would assume she was married when there were no rings on her ring finger, but she didn't want to entertain that part of the question. Probably a poor attempt to figure out if she was single. "Haha. No, it's mine. I learned to ride a motorcycle before I got my first car." She appeared quite amused by the male's assumption, and resisted the urge to tear him a new one in front of his pals; it was an innocent question after all. Without giving him a chance to respond, she went into the kitchen where she'd left her phone and checked her missed calls.
Brian
Mom
Mom
Mom calling from Baby Sis' phone.
Amelia auto dialed her Mother's phone number and held the phone up to hear ear, waiting for an answer... As expected, there was no answer. Adele liked to call for no reason and then play phone tag with her oldest daughter. Amelia was starting to think it was on purpose. She checked her inbox and had a dozen or so unread text messages from the people in her hometown asking how the city life was treating her. Nothing that needed a response, most of them were acquaintances.
Amelia yawned and slipped under her blanket on the couch, contemplating tomorrow's events. She had a full day ahead with unpacking and her new bed would finally be arriving along with some other larger pieces of furniture to fill up her cute three bedroom house. It didn't take long before the thought of laying on a mattress again put her to sleep.
*ding*dong*
Amelia opened the door for who she presumed to be the movers, not even bothering to check first by looking through the spy hole. Being a Super Hero often left her feeling invincible, and after beating The Countess in yesterday's fight she wasn't worried about some burly men lugging her furniture around. They were harmless compared to the real villains in New York City. "Hi, Come in!" She opened the front door wide and stepped aside to allow the movers passage. Though she was a bit annoyed to see them all walking in empty handed, only to inspect the place and ask some questions about where Amelia wanted the furniture set up. She happily showed them to her bedroom, the guest room and study room.
"Is that your husband's bike out there?" A mover asked confidently, and quite loudly in front of everyone. Amelia didn't know why he would assume she was married when there were no rings on her ring finger, but she didn't want to entertain that part of the question. Probably a poor attempt to figure out if she was single. "Haha. No, it's mine. I learned to ride a motorcycle before I got my first car." She appeared quite amused by the male's assumption, and resisted the urge to tear him a new one in front of his pals; it was an innocent question after all. Without giving him a chance to respond, she went into the kitchen where she'd left her phone and checked her missed calls.
Brian
Mom
Mom
Mom calling from Baby Sis' phone.
Amelia auto dialed her Mother's phone number and held the phone up to hear ear, waiting for an answer... As expected, there was no answer. Adele liked to call for no reason and then play phone tag with her oldest daughter. Amelia was starting to think it was on purpose. She checked her inbox and had a dozen or so unread text messages from the people in her hometown asking how the city life was treating her. Nothing that needed a response, most of them were acquaintances.
Nurse Rosie raised an eyebrow at Irina and narrowed her eyes, a suspicious look about her as she studied the knight. "From the looks of it, I'd say you're the injured one - not The Princess." Rosie smirked and turned her back on the two girls and studied her medical supplies. She hummed lightly, picking up several surgical instruments to scare the Princess; only because she knew Crystal was keeping a close watch on her every move. The Princess didn't seem to be pleased with the comment about Irina being injured either, she knew exactly what Irina was upset about, but if anybody should be down in the dumps it should be Crystal of all people. Rosie lifted a small bucket of ice up from the last shelf on the tray and scooped some of it into an ice bag. "You'll feel better in no time. Just try to stay off of your feet." She said confidently as she set the blue ice bag on one of Crystal's swollen ankles, repeating the same process for the other.
"The Princess won't be able to get very far, and will probably need you more than she lets on. She's quite reckless so stay close." Rosie winked at Irina and pushed her cart out of the room, leaving the two to their issues.
Crystal sighed and turned her head on the pillow to see what her Royal Attendant was up to. She could finally somewhat think with the ice soothing her pain, hopefully the pain would be completely gone in several hours. It wasn't likely though. "I'm sorry for blaming you earlier... I-I admit it wasn't your fault, Irina." Crystal extended her arm over the side of the bed and reached for Irina with her fingers, inviting her to take her hand if Irina wished. She wanted to be friendly, to make amends so that Irina could smile again. The whole point of getting that gift was to show her Royal Attendant that she was appreciated.
"Oh, just in time!" Crystal said happily as a random maid entered the room with the items she'd bought from the market. "Give the heart shaped box to Irina, please. It's for her." She motioned toward Irina with a tilt of her head, and the maid obliged. "Be careful not to drop it!" Crystal said nervously as the maid made her way over to Irina to hand her the gift. The Princess breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed against her pillow, appearing quite satisfied with herself.
"The Princess won't be able to get very far, and will probably need you more than she lets on. She's quite reckless so stay close." Rosie winked at Irina and pushed her cart out of the room, leaving the two to their issues.
Crystal sighed and turned her head on the pillow to see what her Royal Attendant was up to. She could finally somewhat think with the ice soothing her pain, hopefully the pain would be completely gone in several hours. It wasn't likely though. "I'm sorry for blaming you earlier... I-I admit it wasn't your fault, Irina." Crystal extended her arm over the side of the bed and reached for Irina with her fingers, inviting her to take her hand if Irina wished. She wanted to be friendly, to make amends so that Irina could smile again. The whole point of getting that gift was to show her Royal Attendant that she was appreciated.
"Oh, just in time!" Crystal said happily as a random maid entered the room with the items she'd bought from the market. "Give the heart shaped box to Irina, please. It's for her." She motioned toward Irina with a tilt of her head, and the maid obliged. "Be careful not to drop it!" Crystal said nervously as the maid made her way over to Irina to hand her the gift. The Princess breathed a sigh of relief and relaxed against her pillow, appearing quite satisfied with herself.
I should have added the pic when I introduced her so we could see Irina's reaction to her. >.>
True dat true dat :3 Well, Amelia is winning and Nicky knows it!
Valerie is in denial about what she been doing! >.> Asking for cute girls numbers and doing background and numbers checks x]
Lol... Now Valerie says she isn't going after Amelia? >:3
Also, Nicky is funny.
Also, Nicky is funny.
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