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Ambrose Wilson


Location: The Front Gates; The Academy.
Interacting With: Benjamin Parker (@YoshiSkittlez).





“..I will find you- oh, yes I will… Oh, yes I will, you naughty girl..!”

Lifting the piece of paper up, Ambrose narrowed her eyes, her otherwise (surprisingly) beautiful features scrunching up lightly as she stared at the badly drawn woman on the page in front of her, seeming to examine it for a few moments before she shook her head, frustration crossing over the surface of her eyes as she brought it back down to her lap, once more bringing crayon to paper.

It wasn’t good enough… her boobs were meant to be bigger..! How was anyone supposed to recognize her if she didn’t show the tits..? Pausing for a moment, she blinked, her hand lifting up to cup her own as she took it into consideration. She had to get it perfect, or else she was going to get away again- and there was no way she was going to let her slip through her fingers again..! Nope, no siree..!

“𝔒𝔥 𝑦𝔢𝔰... 𝔪𝔞𝑘𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔢𝔪 𝔟𝔦𝔤𝔤𝔢𝔯. 𝔅𝔢𝔠𝔞𝔲𝔰𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱'𝔰 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔞𝔭𝔭𝔯𝔬𝔭𝔯𝔦𝔞𝔱𝔢 𝔱𝔥𝔦𝔫𝔤 𝔱𝔬 𝔡𝔬 𝔦𝔫 𝔞 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔢𝔞𝔡 𝔱𝔥𝔞𝔱'𝔰 𝔬𝔭𝔢𝔫 𝔱𝔬 𝔱𝔥𝔢 𝔭𝔲𝔟𝔩𝔦𝔠 𝔢𝑦𝔢…”

The voice was nothing new… and honestly, neither was the sarcasm. In fact, it was exactly like the shit the person currently writing this little post did that morning when her friend had asked her an extremely stupid question.

“𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚍𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚍𝚘..? 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚎 𝙰𝚟𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚘𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚒𝚐𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝...”

“Oi… assholes. Can you fucking shut up already, and just let the writer do her thing..? She’s got enough on her plate without having to write out an argument with you two.” Rolling her eyes at the voices that only she seemed capable of hearing, Ambrose lifted her head, her stunning green eyes lifting to stare at what everyone else would consider to be nothing more than an empty sky, flourishing her hand to the vast wide open as though in an invitation, “..proceed…”

Getting a nod of gratitude from the writer, she turned her attention back down to the paper in her hands, her legs swinging lightly back and forth in content as she continued to draw, her mind wandering, and a soft and gentle hum slipping through her lips with the action. Welp, first day of school. I wonder where Francis wandered off too… wonder if anyone knows anything about this chick… Wow; they all look like little ants from up here..! Hm..?

Oh look, a hand.

Blinking, she let her attention once more fall down to her chest, staring for a few moments at the hand that had reached out and taken a hold of her boob. We-heh-hell… someone was being a bit ambitious now, weren’t they..!

“..𝔞𝔫𝔡 𝔦𝔫 𝔱𝔥𝔯𝔢𝔢… 𝔱𝔴𝔬…”

The moment the voice had reached one, they were off..! And speeding down to the ground, they take the lead- OH, and the others don’t stand a chance..! Looks like this one’s a no brainer folks. Gryffindor wins the house cup..! Oh, hang on… that’s the wrong franchise… my bad.

A happy squeal slipping out through her lips, Ambrose reached forward, her arm slipping up to wrap tightly around the back of his neck as they toppled from her perch. Maybe school was going to be fun after all..! Heheh..! The gentle sound of her giggle filling the air, she tightened her hold around his neck, pulling her body even closer against his as they impacted with the path below, the momentum seeming to have them rolling happily over the ground together before eventually, they slowed to a stop, her laughter never seeming to stop as she looked up at the guy who had (so literally) swept her away, “Haha..! Again..! Again..! Let’s do it again..!”

Smiling brightly, excitement shining behind her eyes, she looked up at him, barely even registering the fact that the two of them were seemingly trapped together thanks to the mass tangle of webs that were wrapped around their bodies.

”S-s...s-sor-ry a-abou… about t-that.”

“Pfft… don’t sweat it. That was almost as fun as the time I tripped and fell of the top of the falls; got impaled on the rocks at the bottom… but it was so worth it..! Oh… by the way…” Frowning slightly, she broke a single arm away from the back of his neck, the paper (a little crumpled) coming in between them so that he could see the very badly drawn likeness of herself, “..have you seen this girl..? Been looking for this bitch everywhere…”
..I suddenly have the urge to reboot my overwatch rp... @-@;;

Hm, I wonder why...
Hm... just finished work; still haven't read through it yet... eh why not..? Count me in hun
Connor Stark, Tobias Coulson, and Salyssa Moone


Location: The Front Gates; The Academy.
Interacting With: Each other.






Tobias’s stride as strong, energetic, but he keep his steps to Salyssa’s, looking to the gates with utter excitement. Even though he was worried for Saylssa- she was, he knew, concerned with how others would see her… but he knew she’d do wonderfully here. Salyssa was perhaps the best person he knew. He looked over to her and smiled, giving her hand a squeeze, before looking back towards the gates. He could see a few students piled there, maybe talking… or maybe just in awe of everything. Tobias knew that he was, and he was practically bouncing with every step.

What he could see of the school was impressive, especially when you considered that it had only gone up within the last year… He could see that it was massive, the grounds seeming to stretch on forever- or at least judging by how far he could see. Over the gates were the words We accept all. Three simple words, and yet, they carried a lot of weight behind them. Which just seemed to highlight the strange girl sitting on the top of the gate, drawing on some paper unaware of anything about it. But she seemed content and that was all that matter, right?

He was just about to turn to Saylssa, to suggest they see if they could talk with anyone, or if she wanted to just wonder about a bit, when someone approached. He listened as they spoke, realising that this guy might just be a little bit socially awkward. So Tobias smiled, and said cheerfully ”Hi, I’m Tobias, and it’s a pleasure to meet you! Well, we are brand spanking new to Virginia and the school!” He said, in his ever cheerful manor.

Remaining quiet while the both of them spoke to one another, Salyssa turned to face the guy that had approached them, her gaze gliding over his figure for a moment or two as she took in his appearance- he seemed decent enough… though by the way that he spoke it was clear that he was just as much, if not maybe even a little bit more nervous than she herself was…

Maybe-... Maybe this wouldn’t be as bad as she thought it might be…

Lifting her free hand up, she gently brushed at her short brown locks, doing her best to tuck them back behind her ear though it was all in vain, the hair once more falling down to frame her soft features, “..my name’s Salyssa Moone; it’s really nice to meet you, Connor.”

Connor smiled, the boy- Tobias seemed excitable to say the least, but that wasn’t a bad thing, all in all. Tobias seemed honest, and quite genuine, which was something rare these days. He nodded his head to Tobias, ”Pleasure to meet you” He replied softly to him, looking over to the girl… Saylssa when she introduced herself.

She seemed to be the complete opposite of her companion, nervous and unsure. At least he wasn't the only one, although the only thing Connor was nervous about was approaching them. And what would follow, when they were finally registered in the school, but he was trying not to think of that.

He gave her a smile, hoping it was reassuring rather than nervous, ”It’s a pleasure to meet you, as well.”. He hastened to find something else to say, Connor wasn’t that good at small talk, but… ”You two seem to know each other, right?” He asked after a moment.

Tobias nodded, and said ”My dad left me with Sal and her family ‘cause he had no idea what to do with me” He seemed oblivious to how that sounded, that an outsider wouldn’t actually understand that it wasn’t like that, and didn’t seem to register Connor’s taken aback glance. ”He doesn’t have any abilities, and he thought I could learn some control if I was around others with powers” He smiled brightly, ”It was better than being left with some baby sitter while he went off to do top secret stuff, at least. Waaaay better”

“..what Tobi means is that we grew up together- his father is Phil Coulson; when Tobi first started showing signs that he had abilities, well Mr. Coulson wasn’t sure how to teach him about them. And with him being an agent and all… he didn’t really have much time…”

Lifting her hand up, she adjusted the strap of her bag over her shoulder before she let it drop back down, slipping the both of them into the front pockets of her denim shorts, “It was how the two of us met. Tobi’s father had a run in with mine after a little intergalactic incident, and he came across my mum after she was possessed by an ancient deity that attempted to destroy the world. Mr. Coulson brought him to my mum and he introduced us to each other… we’ve been best friends ever since.”

Connor listened to them both, more than a little bewildered. It seemed that there was quite a story behind this… but the more they explained it the more it seemed to be confusing. He stared a moment to try and figure things out. The only thing that seemed to make a semblance of sense was the mention of Phil Coulson… He knew of the man through his father, and strange things did seem to happen around him.

”.. Okay. Sounds reasonable, in a weird sort of way… I don’t really know anyone here, or not well.” He said, giving a shrug, ”But my parents know Coulson, so I can understand what you are saying”

Tobi didn’t really see anything strange about what they had said, but it seemed like it might be strange to those that didn’t know or couldn’t understand. Still, it seemed like Connor had tried, and he was curious about the guys parentage- if they knew his father than they had to have powers and abilities, right? “Really? That’s pretty cool, who are your parents?”

Connor gave a small smile, knowing that that would be one of the first few questions anyone asked each other. ”Tony Stark and Pepper Potts”

“..the Pepper Potts..? As in the CEO of Stark Industries..?”

Perking up slightly at the name, Salyssa stared at him, seeming to wait for his confirmation on the matter before she spoke again, her soft pink lips turning up in a gentle and rather excited smile, the very thought of perhaps having even the slightest chance of meeting the woman during her time within the academy causing her to bite down softly upon her lower lip, “..I absolutely love her work, she’s always been an idol of mine. Forgive me; I just really admire your mother. Her work ethic is simply amazing.”

Connor was bemused at the chance… normally people were more curious about his father, not his mother. He nodded, ”Well, yeah…. “ He said, ”There’s nothing to forgive, really… it’s just most people are more excited about my father, than my mother.” He said, still a little bemused. ”but yes, she is amazing. She is teaching a class here, did you know?” He said, finding her excitement rather adorable.

Connor had long since got over the admiration people had when they knew his parentage… but that was for his father, not his mother. Still, he wasn’t taken aback, merely surprised it had taken so long to meet someone who idolised her. ”And she’s always willing to give a hand to aspiring businessmen and women”

“..to be honest… I haven’t really thought too much about business… my life, and my future are just a bit more centered around medicine, and getting my doctorate…” Her once wide smile fading slightly, Salyssa’s gaze dropped slightly, turning down and away before finally, she brought her gaze back up to his, though it was clear it didn’t have the same sparkle as it had a few moments before.

Connor wasn’t to sure what he had done wrong… she had seemed so excited, that he thought he’d said the right thing, but apparently not. ”I… I’m sorry”.

Tobias was well aware of Salyssa’s dilemma, and he wanted to help, if only to make things clearer. “Lyssa thinks she has to choose between medical stuff and digging up really old stuff, cause that’s what her parents do" he said, a little eagerly.

Connor frowned slightly, trying to decipher what Tobias had said. It seemed that Tobias just spoke whatever came to mind without thinking about it, which wasn’t necessarily a bad thing. ”Oh. Why not both? Lots of people do two different job pathways, and you can still look at business. Business is in everything we do, after all- most people don’t think they even need a small course on it, when even that can help greatly in the world, and… I could probably go on, but my mother is better at this” He said, a rather sheepish smile forming.

The corner of her mouth lifting up in a small and rather lopsided smile, Salyssa removed a single hand from her pocket, bringing it across so that she could rub lightly at her upper arm- he was right… business, much the same as math, was something they came across in everyday life, even if they didn’t realize it… maybe it was a class that would be worthwhile taking…

“..do you really think I should sign up for it..?”

Connor nodded, ”You should, and if you find it’s not for you, you can always change next term..” He said, ”Although if you don’t, I can still introduce you to my mother if you’d like” He suggested, not wanting to pressure her into taking a class that she didn’t want to.

He shifted, realising that might sound a little forward, "Sorry if that was a little forward... It’s just, you seemed so excited... and- " He should really stop talking..

Tobias had drifted off somewhat, looking over the grounds and the students, captivated by all the different people there. He wanted to know who they were, and what they could do. Although he looked back over to Connor and Salyssa, smiling happily, every so often. He went a little wide eyed at the mention of meeting Pepper Potts, ”And could we meet your dad too? That would be so awesome!” His eyes went a little wider, and he turned to Salyssa, nearly bouncing up and down with excitement. ”Sal! I could ask all my questions about engineering real life game stuff!”

“..okay… yeah…” Seeming to stew over his encouraging words for a few moments, really taking them into consideration, Salyssa nodded her head lightly up and down in response to the compromise that was offered- besides, he was right. She could always take the class, and if she didn’t like it, there was nothing saying that she couldn’t drop it next semester.

“..yeah, I think I might do that… thank you, Connor…”

Connor smiled, ”You’re welcome. I’m going to take the class as well, although at this point I think I can recite my mother’s lectures off by heart” He said with a soft laugh, glancing over to Tobias, who seemed pretty excited. The boy seemed younger than either of them, but Connor knew that wasn’t always the case. In anycase, he seemed like a guy who lived how he wanted to, and Connor could appreciate that. He did wonder what he meant about making his games real life, but decided that might take a while to explain.
”Still, it will be good to do it, and nice to know someone in class, anyway”

Smiling softly, Salyssa lifted her hand from her side, readjusting her handbag over her shoulder as she once again nodded- it was a good idea… taking a class that would help her in life, getting to learn under one of the few people who really inspired her, and on top of it all, actually knowing someone she was going to be taking the class with.

“..alright, sounds like a plan. So, did you guys want to head inside..? It looks as though everyone else is gathering in the courtyard until the doors are open.” Her hand slipping from the strap of her bag, she motioned over to where the other students seemed to be hanging about, her gaze gliding lightly over those that she could see before she turned her attention back to Connor and Tobias, her hand dropping once more back to her side.

”Yes! We can see what the grounds look like!” Tobias said excitedly, jigging on the spot, and smiling at them both.

Connor nodded, looking back through the gates, where the other students were still mingling, then back to the other two, ”Sure. I think there’s still time before we get told what we’re meant to do, if you wanted to meet some of the other students… but everyone seems to be falling into small groups” He said, turning towards the gate, shifting his pack to his other shoulder. Connor was a little… okay maybe a lot nervous. He reached up to run his hand through his hair again, and shifted anxiously..

Hesitating a moment as she watched him, Salyssa smiled softly, her gaze dropping down to watch on as she reached out, her hand gently taking a hold of his own as did the only thing she could to help calm him down… to help make him feel comfortable. She understood how he felt; because she felt exactly the same way.

Squeezing his hand lightly, she entwined her fingers with his, just as she had done with Tobi when they had first arrived- this was a new experience for all of them… something that was very daunting, “..come on, let’s all do this together…”

Connor looked over to Salyssa, and smiled gratefully, squeezing her hand in return. ”Thank you” he said softly, before nodding, and moving towards the gates, once more towards the school grounds.

Happy on Salyssa’s other side, Tobias grinned, making a move towards the gates as well, excited to see what else the school had to offer.
@Caits; I've been swamped with work as you know, it's a miracle that I'm ablbe to write this tbh... so muny incomplete orders T.T

@Michael; I shall get back to you about this this arvo when I get home. There's something I wanna check out first before I do anything; but I will get back to you tonight



Agron Wilson, Naevia Udaku and Barca Xavier


Location: The Front Gates; The Academy.
Interacting With: Agron Wilson (@YoshiSkittlez), Barca Xavier (@Caits).





Start again..?

Narrowing her eyes slightly as she began to dwell upon his words, Naevia kept her rather intense gaze upon the man stood before her, watching on as he slowly placed the cage back down on the ground. He seemed willing enough to try and fix what it was he had done wrong… what it was that had upset her… perhaps she could at least give him the chance to explain himself further than he had.

A telepath… that was something she had never come across before in her past. What he was-... everything that he was saying to her about his powers; it only helped to confuse her as he continued on. Closing off his mental shields..? She saw no metal upon his head.

Her gentle features scrunching up lightly in her confusion, she relaxed her fist down at her side, her head tilting lightly to the side as she let her mind wander over what he was asking- he wanted to start again..? Understanding dawning over her as he offered his name to her, Naevia calmed, her posture relaxing visibly as she opened her mouth to speak, only then to be cut off as the sound of a familiar voice cut through her like a dagger to the heart.

I-It couldn’t be… he was dead…

Her suspicions confirmed when the sound of Kovu’s joyful roars filled the air, she turned her head to the side, first only looking behind her through the corner of her eyes before finally, she turned to face the man standing over her. N-No… i-it wasn’t possible… Lifting her hand up, she hesitated, seeming to second guess herself before reaching out, her palm opening so that she could place it upon his chest, resting it over his heart as she spoke, her voice barely more than a disbelieving whisper as she lifted her gaze to meet with his own, “..Agron…”

Well... she seemed willing to at least listen to him, which was something to say the least. It meant he had a chance... and she was thinking in English, at least... so he could follow her thoughts. She didn't know what a telepath was? He wasn’t quite sure what to do with that… everyone he knew knew what a telepath was… it left him a little flustered. And her confusion was confusing him… how did she get metal from mental? He stood there, trying to figure everything out. When he thought he had it… the language barrier, of course. Well, he’d definitely have to make sure his father heard about this, and helped him learn the language she spoke. So this didn’t happen again.

Just as it seemed she was going to give him a chance... someone joined them, claiming to know her. Barca stood there a moment, tilting his head and trying to assess the situation, and twist it to his advantage.

He raised an eyebrow at the guy that interrupted, "Sorry, sir, I don't believe we've met. If we had, you'd realise I don't tend to give up easily" He said, and that was all he said, becoming aware that the girl was… distressed? It was hard to tell… so he fell silent, watching and waiting.

Barca’s little mosquito buzzing fell upon deaf ears. She was there - touching him - staring up at him with those beautiful brown eyes he never thought he would see again. Giving his little sister a soft smile, Agron raised his hand to tuck a strand of her brown hair back and behind her ear, his fingertips gently grazing back against her cheek as he pulled it back to his person.

“I’ve missed you, Malaika.”

Surely this was but a trick of the eye... though the mere feeling of his fingers brushing across her flesh only helped to prove her wrong in her assumption. He was here... right here; standing before her, both safe and well considering all that had happened... considering all that was supposed to have happened...

Unable to help the familiar sting as her dark gaze began to glisten with tears, she lifted her free hand from her side, her soft lips parting ever so slightly from one another as she reached up, gently cupping the side of his face, her head tilting lightly to the side as she did what she could to keep some semblance of control over her emotions, "..I-... I believed you dead..."

“I had to be. To protect you. H.I.V.E. was in way too deep - they would come for you.” Feeling her hand coming up to hold the side of his face, Agron raised the opposite to hold her cheek gently to his palm, his thumb extending far enough to gently wipe away the tears that began to spill. “The treaty came out - I had a few loose ends to tie up. My father was here, and I knew you to be as well. I had to come see you again.”

Barca frowned, as he was ignored by both of them. The guy, her brother it seemed from their thoughts, ignored him totally, while she seemed to have just completely forgotten that he was there. Neither pleased him. Barca looked down to Glaber, the owl no help to what he should do, still sound asleep. He looked back up, frowning. What had been his name? Aragog? Barca shook his head, no that wasn't right, and that thought brought up millions of written words to do with Aragog... and he sighed. having no idea what to do here, but knowing he didn't want to walk away.

Finally, he cleared his throat, ”Ah” There really was no polite way to interrupt here, and Barca, ”I don’t mean to be rude, but… I’m still here” He shifted, ”And… Well, we can continue our conversation later, if you wish… I still don’t have your name” He said, although he had no intention of leaving... this was merely getting more interesting, and it had already been incredibly interesting to begin with.

Her attention torn from her brother at the sound of another’s voice, Naevia turned her head, her dark gaze flicking back to meet with that of Barca as he spoke to the both of them, her hand slipping from her brother’s cheek to instead rest upon his chest, her body pressing just that little bit closer against his as the actual words spoken registered within her mind.

Had she truly been so taken by her brother’s sudden reappearance..?

“..Naevia…” Shooting a glance back up at her brother as though contemplating on whether or not she should have actually answered, she turned back to Barca, taking pause for a few moments longer before she completed her answer, giving him the information that he was seeking from her, “..my name is Naevia Udaku…”

Her attention being ripped from him by the bug, Agron turned his thick neck to look down at the boy. Sallow skin, lanky, pointed nose that apparently didn’t know how to stay out of other people’s business… Agron sneered, his body tensing slightly as Naevia answered him.

“You’ll do well to remember that, kid. A princess high above your mark. The same, though, cannot be said for you.”

Kovu, who had been quietly sitting at Agron’s knee, looked Barca over, though with the agitation in his owner’s voice, the large lion heaved himself up and onto his fours, taking a few steps forward as to put a barrier between them.

Words once more came unbidden to Barca’s mind, once more triggered by one word. He had long since got use to it happened, and no longer reacted visible to it. Udaku… . He wasn’t surprised to find information not only on Naevia, but her father. The famous Black Panther. He quickly shifted through the information, but once more before he got the chance to speak, her brother spoke up.

Barca looked to him, taking the ridicule thrown towards him, and deciding that he wouldn’t be intimidated. ”You do not know the measure of me.” A saying came to his mind, and he let the words flow from his mouth ”Tell me how you measure me, and I will tell you how I will behave. If you measure me in an illogical way... do not complain about illogical behaviour. You cannot judge someone based on one experience” The lion was a little worrisome, but Barca kept his gaze on Agron.

“I will measure you by the pints of blood I spill upon these grounds!” Agron snarled, dropping his hand from his sister to reach back to one of the twin blades he had resting on his back.

“Agron..!”

Her attention snapping back to her brother the very moment she felt his touch slipping from her body, Naevia pressed herself closer against his body, her own lifting up upon the balls of her feet as she reached a hand out, quickly though ever gently taking a hold of his wrist as she attempted to stay his blade and hold his eye, “..utulivu ndugu, naomba…”

Eyes wild - a look that didn’t at all belong to him - Agron looked back upon his sister, nostrils flared and chest heaving. Kovu let out a roar of frustration, putting to voice Agron’s very emotions.

His dark eyes looked between his sister’s and the blonde runt, and then back to his sister’s again. Her hand, so soft to the touch, attempting to stay his arm. He could toss her aside with the sweep of his arm - he had done so before - but she was begging him. How could he refuse such a sweet request?

Staying his breathing, Agron swallowed before sheathing the inch or two of sword he had managed to pull before dropping his hand to hold his sister’s waist, eyes now once more narrowing on Barca.

“She protects you this time. Do not force my hand into disobeying her wishes, runt.”

Barca had been prepared to protect himself, yet hadn’t moved from where he was standing- no doubt it wouldn’t have mattered if he had moved or not. He actually very nearly said that there were eight pints of blood in the human body, but decided that education would be lost right then.

As it seemed to blow over, or rather as he was stopped by Naevia, Barca shifted only enough to make sure he was still in front of his owl, just in case he needed to protect them both still.

He didn’t look away, and was sure that Argon’s words were meant to humiliate him, but Barca was more than content in his own abilities, and words had always just been words. Even if he was sometimes swamped by them. Should he reply? He contemplated his responses very carefully, weighing each option. ”Very well.” he said carefully, ”I wouldn’t want to scuff your shiny boots, anyway.”

Tearing her gaze away from her brother’s once more, Naevia turned her head off to the side, doing what she could to hide the small though ever amused smirk that played over her lips at Barca’s words, a gentle chuckle passing through them to fill the air.

Despite her attempt to hide, Agron could feel her amusement towards the boy’s words, and couldn’t help but to roll his eyes before looking back to Barca. He jerked his head to the left, a non-verbal signal for him to be on his way, his hold tightening on his sister just a little more.

Barca decided to take that as a win. He considered his options, and decided for now, the wisest course would be to leave, at least for the moment. Taking a moment, Barca gently picked up Glaber’s cage, the owl surprisingly still asleep. He was almost tempted to check if he was still alive.

”Well, Naevia, it’s been rather pleasant. Until next time?.”

“Kid…” Agron stared him down, eyes narrowing. “There won’t be a next time.”

Frowning slightly up at her brother at his words, Naevia nevertheless remained close to his side, her head turning and a small smile gracing her gentle features as she bowed her head politely to Barca, “..of course… til next our paths cross…”

Satisfied, Barca ensured he had everything, before he moved away, shifting his grip on the cage, only checking on the owl when he started to walk away.

Falling silent, she watched him leave, hesitation clear enough as she once more turned her attention back up to her brother, a worried however understanding glint flickering across the surface of her iris’ as she took in his expression- he wasn’t happy with her… though she could understand why. She had disobeyed his wishes; giving her word that she would once again see the man he had made clear that she was not to associate with.

“..forgive me…”

Pulling himself from her a moment only to then turn and face her completely, Agron put both of his hands on her waist, his eyes baring down into hers.

“I can for time I have been absent. But I have returned. And things will be as they once were.”

Running his hands up her sides, he held each side of her face and pressed his lips to hers in a firm kiss.
@KatherinWinter; like you made me feel included when I first joined the roleplay..?
@KatherinWinter; alright, first off, I know this might come out as sounding bitching, but believe me when I say it's not meant to be that way, but right now, I can't think of any other way to write this out.

You have an 'unpredictable' schedule- so what..? That's no excuse. If you want to do a collaboration with someone, get off your bum and ask them if they would like to do one too. We all know that they take time; this is what google docs are for- a bloody brilliant invention that allows more than one person to edit a document at any given time. It's what Cait, Yoshi and myself use actually; and we have very clashing schedules.

I have just started a brand new job- it's a full time job. I can't keep up with the damn posts that get thrown up in this roleplay. I get to work, I'll check it, there will be nothing, by the time lunch comes around there might be two, and then after that... BAYUM..!! About six or seven posts to do. I don't complain... nope, I suck it up, and I still post.

Cait is waiting on me to post in two collabs in the works- Yoshi is waiting on me to start about three more for this roleplay. The three of us are doing another one together; oh look at that, another one that I need to begin... I have six posts I need to get done in another roleplay for which I am a GM (oh lookie, another two collabs..!), another of my roleplays is about to move onto the next scene so add another post to my ever growing list.... THANK GOD for the respite in the advanced one I'm in... phew, one thing less to do, hm..?

I have two more CS' to get done for this roleplay, thankfully though (due to Caits knowing me probably better than I know myself) I can get away with taking my time; but then I can't even do that, cause people want to move on. ANOTHER POST. Admittedly, my Bruce post is almost complete- just waiting on all characters to be introduced before I shove it up for all of you. I have a roleplay that is in the middle of being re-booted; most likely as a private one between three or four of us, why..? Cause I'm sick and tired of people giving me shit about it.

I have to look after my little brother, and help my mum out constantly these days; both of them have injured their left arms, and I'm the only one with full use of both of mine. I have car troubles... my battery is dead, the brake lights need replacing, the goddamn fuel flap doesn't fucking swing open anymore and I have to force it open with a bloody spare key. I have no fucking fuel; and no goddamn money to get any either. And I won't have any money until the 15th of this damn month, cause I get paid monthly..!!!

So I'm sorry... you were saying something about how your schedule is too busy to do a collaboration..?

If I can bloody do it; then you can too. And don't you dare come back and say something along the lines of "but I'm not as advanced as you are" cause that's utter bullshit, and you will not like my response....

NOW

If you'll excuse me; I have a multitude of goddamn collabs to fucking get done..!

-flips the fucking table and walks off-
Sorry that took me so long guys; I started a new job, and work has really been kicking my ass recently- I haven't been this tired since I worked for the train service...



Juliette Morrison


Location: Ghal-Priyam; Holloway Co.
Post In Collaboration With: @Mercenary Lord.
Interacting With: Raymond Rahlei.





Raymond cursed. "Week's end..? That is hardly enough time to know--" He stopped. Had he not only recently met Juliette, and begun courting her..? Had it not been just today that they had expressed their feelings..?

This didn't change how he felt. "I disagree with this," he said. "I would have your affections before you are forced to give them to others. I will fight this, if you will fight this with me."

He touched her arm again, even as Constance spoke in turn. The woman tried to downplay the seriousness of what was to happen, but she didn't know Maxine as well as the other Devil Divers did. She only knew what she had gleaned from moments before.

Her cheeks flushing a bright red as his words hit her ears, Juliette kept her attention on him and him alone; the words of those around them going completely unnoticed as she let the gravity of what he was saying fall upon her shoulders. H-He wanted to fight this..? No; he wanted to fight this with her… and he wanted to know whether or not she was willing to fight this with him.

“..y-yes…”

Nodding her head lightly up and down in response to what he was asking of her, she slowed her pace to an eventual stop, her body turning into his as she lifted both of her hands up, resting them gently over the front of his chest as she did all that she could to hide within the safety and warmth of his arms. This was where she wanted to be… this was who she wanted to spend her life with… Raymond had so quickly become her everything; and Arn-...

No matter how many times she was asked; Arn would never be more than just a friend…

“..yes, I will fight this…” Sliding her hand up over his chest and neck, Juliette lightly cupped his cheek, her head tilting lightly to the side as she pressed herself closer against his body, seemingly trying to make herself as small as she possibly could, though it was more than clear that she was doing everything she could to be brave, “..I-... I will stand and fight this at your side… I do not wish to marry Arn; not when it is you that holds my heart…”
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