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That's great, I'll try to get 2 more people. If not, it can be us 3
Amaryllis nodded and grabbed the first item she would need. She inched closer to him and rested a small hand on his shoulder, squeezing slightly before letting her hand drop away. She grabbed the whiskey and poured it onto the cloth, she then began to slowly clean the wound. "I've got to make sure it doesn't get infected" She informed him, wincing as she imagined his pain. "So how did you get this wound?" She asked, raising her eyes to meet his, even sat down he was somewhat taller than her.
She discarded the cloth and then looked at the tray, picking up the needle and thread. "This is going to hurt" she said, a sorry expression on her face. "I wish it wouldn't but it does, so prepare yourself" she informed him. Sighing deeply she then began to sow him up, nervously biting her lip. "Something tells me this isn't the first time you've been in trouble with our lovely guards" her words were sweet but as she mentioned the guards her voice seemed to be full of venom.
Once she had finished she packed everything up and discarded it. "Don't do anything too strenuous or you'll wreck them. Would you like something to eat and drink before you leave?" she asked, tilting her head as she faced him. What was she doing? He was in trouble with the guards and she was offering him some lunch! Who knows what consequences she could face for just having him here. She sighed inwardly, oh well it was tough, if they were discovered now it would be obvious she was helping him. There was nothing she could do.
Mulling that fact over in her mind she moved to grab some lunch, she was ravenous. She ignored the man behind her, letting him decide for himself. After a few minutes of silence she looked at him over her shoulder "I'm Amaryllis by the way, not that you asked" she said, arching a brow. She plated up her own lunch and moved to sit on a chair in the corner, pointedly leaving the food out for him so he could make his own if he wished to.
She discarded the cloth and then looked at the tray, picking up the needle and thread. "This is going to hurt" she said, a sorry expression on her face. "I wish it wouldn't but it does, so prepare yourself" she informed him. Sighing deeply she then began to sow him up, nervously biting her lip. "Something tells me this isn't the first time you've been in trouble with our lovely guards" her words were sweet but as she mentioned the guards her voice seemed to be full of venom.
Once she had finished she packed everything up and discarded it. "Don't do anything too strenuous or you'll wreck them. Would you like something to eat and drink before you leave?" she asked, tilting her head as she faced him. What was she doing? He was in trouble with the guards and she was offering him some lunch! Who knows what consequences she could face for just having him here. She sighed inwardly, oh well it was tough, if they were discovered now it would be obvious she was helping him. There was nothing she could do.
Mulling that fact over in her mind she moved to grab some lunch, she was ravenous. She ignored the man behind her, letting him decide for himself. After a few minutes of silence she looked at him over her shoulder "I'm Amaryllis by the way, not that you asked" she said, arching a brow. She plated up her own lunch and moved to sit on a chair in the corner, pointedly leaving the food out for him so he could make his own if he wished to.
Would you like to PM me to discuss it?
Interested. Sooo interested.
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Seeking Male for some kind of mature rp. 18+ please. Casual to advanced.
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Age:
Race: - There are half-breeds too! -
Personality: - Try to make this at least a paragraph. -
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She wears a silver chain at all times, at the end of it is a single pearl, surrounded by beautiful silver work and diamonds, it was given to her by her mother for her thirteenth birthday. She is 5'ft and very slim, at certain times, worryingly so.
Equipment: - She uses a long thing blade, given to her by her father. She carries a syringe full of a lethal drug, in a special case. Only to be used in a situation where it is the best available option. She carries this in a black over the shoulder bag.
Bio: - She is from a wealthy family. At the age of 13 her mother commited suicide, deciding she did not want to live in a world like this. It has been her and her father ever since, well until the age of 18 when her and her father had a blazing argument. He told her to leave so she did and now at the age of 20 she has never been back, travelling far from her roots. She gets by, by working in a small shop. As content as she could be.
Other: She has not yet learnt how to use magic.
Age:
Race: - There are half-breeds too! -
Personality: - Try to make this at least a paragraph. -
Appearance: -
She wears a silver chain at all times, at the end of it is a single pearl, surrounded by beautiful silver work and diamonds, it was given to her by her mother for her thirteenth birthday. She is 5'ft and very slim, at certain times, worryingly so.Equipment: - She uses a long thing blade, given to her by her father. She carries a syringe full of a lethal drug, in a special case. Only to be used in a situation where it is the best available option. She carries this in a black over the shoulder bag.
Bio: - She is from a wealthy family. At the age of 13 her mother commited suicide, deciding she did not want to live in a world like this. It has been her and her father ever since, well until the age of 18 when her and her father had a blazing argument. He told her to leave so she did and now at the age of 20 she has never been back, travelling far from her roots. She gets by, by working in a small shop. As content as she could be.
Other: She has not yet learnt how to use magic.
Amaryllis nodded slowly "Right, right" she said softly. She ran a shaky hand through her hair again, a habit of hers. She put the knife down, leaving it on the counter, the blade pointing towards the stranger. When he raised his arm she noticed the blood patch, it seemed to be his own. So he wasn't a murderer, a thief maybe? When she noticed him sink to one knee she sighed, her eyes widening at the crash. She twirled, her hand going for the knife. When the cat slinked out of the back room she just watched. They seemed to have a deep connection.
Once the cat had left she moved forward, resting the knife on the counter once again. Once she was stood in front of him, she sank to her knees. "If you come into the back room I can look at that wound, maybe fix it up" she offered. She didn't know why she was trusting him, but something about his voice, his eyes, told her he was sincere. She rose gracefully, dusting down her skirt. "If you'd like to follow me" she commanded.
She entered the back room, quietly gathering some basic health supplies she kept in store. She began to place them out on the small table, listening to see if she could hear him following her. She moved towards a cabinet. She searched the pocket of her dress, pulling out the key and opening it. She pulled out a bottle of whiskey, resting that on the table also. She took a moment to rest, relax. Her heart beat had started to slow, once she'd realized she wasn't in any real danger.
Shaking her head she moved back towards the door "Are you coming or not?" she called out into the front of the store. She then realized something and rushed out, locking the door of the shop and pulling the blinds down. "If I'm harboring a criminal I have to make sure no one catches us" she offered in a way of explanation, She pulled her hair up into a high ponytail and then moved back into the back room. "If you take any longer you're going to bleed out and I'm going to have to dispose of your body" she said snarkily. "I don't want to clean any blood up, it's horrible to try and get out of this color wood.
Once the cat had left she moved forward, resting the knife on the counter once again. Once she was stood in front of him, she sank to her knees. "If you come into the back room I can look at that wound, maybe fix it up" she offered. She didn't know why she was trusting him, but something about his voice, his eyes, told her he was sincere. She rose gracefully, dusting down her skirt. "If you'd like to follow me" she commanded.
She entered the back room, quietly gathering some basic health supplies she kept in store. She began to place them out on the small table, listening to see if she could hear him following her. She moved towards a cabinet. She searched the pocket of her dress, pulling out the key and opening it. She pulled out a bottle of whiskey, resting that on the table also. She took a moment to rest, relax. Her heart beat had started to slow, once she'd realized she wasn't in any real danger.
Shaking her head she moved back towards the door "Are you coming or not?" she called out into the front of the store. She then realized something and rushed out, locking the door of the shop and pulling the blinds down. "If I'm harboring a criminal I have to make sure no one catches us" she offered in a way of explanation, She pulled her hair up into a high ponytail and then moved back into the back room. "If you take any longer you're going to bleed out and I'm going to have to dispose of your body" she said snarkily. "I don't want to clean any blood up, it's horrible to try and get out of this color wood.
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