Zahir

Magic Apprentices

Aviva

Aviva's expression differed when he heard the reply of the strange man. Disliking this reply he shook his head in a disagreeing way and huffed out air. Chewing on the inside of his mouth he groaned slightly in a bit of an annoyance. Breathing heavily his shoulders somewhat tensed up like the other parts of his body did.

Chuckling a little Aviva smirked at the male. "And, Like I said..." he paused for a moment trying to see how he wanted to put the rest of his sentence. "How much does it actually cost?" Aviva questioned and raised an eyebrow towards the male. Looking down at the weapon then back at the owner Aviva seemed to have a look of suspicion in his eye for a moment. Like he was questioning something.

Nodding his head, he looked into the male's eyes and made eye contact for a few minutes without saying a word or letting anybody hear the breath that comes from his lungs. His tongue slid right under the backside of his lower teeth line. As his mouth was parted slightly as he gave a few slight nods once more. "Now why would you just let somebody pick a random thing from your shop?" Aviva questioned and stepped closer to the male. "It's kind of odd you say you don't have many costumers...you let somebody come in and just pick a random thing?" He questions more. Biting his lip now. His eyes go focused right on the male as he doesn't blink now. "Isn't that bad for you? Won't you loose your job...loosing money?" Aviva's tone of voice seemed to have slight concern though agitation.

Rolling his eyes and shaking his head in disagreement once more. Aviva looked at the male as his tongue slid against his molars of his top teeth line and he nodded. "Yeah, this is the one I pick." He chews on the inside of his lower mouth again. "I do choose this one. Also, I'll stop asking you questions." Aviva's tone of voice seems to lighten up and relax. It turned to a more gentle and softly speaking tone. "Thanks for the tissue by the way...I'll just be going now?" Aviva questioned as he took a few steps back. "Also, thanks for the dagger..." He was very grateful it was able to be heard in his voice though he seemed slightly nervous like something was going to happen and he blinked though his eyes shot open to look every single way he could without moving his head. His body turned towards the door as he looked at the male.

Aviva didn't want the police called on him for 'stealing' something from the store. Being a runaway child from his abusive father and being in a police station for stealing something in the same night as well as being soaking wet with a bloody nose doesn't sound like the night he would want to be in.

@olcharlieboi

Countries as people: World War One

@Zahir You have anything so far?

@bluetommy2

Your roleplay can start without me if you want to start Bluetommy. I got crashed over with work this weekend. Which my biography is a little more then fifty percent done. But, I don't think I'll have it up till Wednesday night.

Occult Regulation Office: A Mature Wizarding World Anthology

Well, I finally got to my reply on the whole thing...probably a terrible reply. Though, I got one up. lol.

Occult Regulation Office: A Mature Wizarding World Anthology

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Tariq ended up staying in Texas for hours longer then the rest of his team. He regretted taking his eyes off Felix. He felt like it was mostly his fault that Felix disappeared. Standing in the dessert wasteland of when once he saw his dear friend he shook his head in disbelief he didn't want to believe that his friend just 'disappeared' there had to be something to it.
But there was nothing else to do…What else could I do? His eyes swelled up this feeling inside of his gut was one he felt before. A stinging, swirling, grinding up of his insides, something heavy on his chest and something caught in his throat as his eyes swelled up with tears. Though this expression on his face didn't last long it turned into an anger. Huffing out he grabbed his wand and imagined the place he knew best as he swung the wand a whipping whirl pool of the wind came quickly around in the circle.

Ending up right in front of the ORO house he looked up at the old house with the beautiful windows and mysterious look of it. Shaking his head he kind of didn't want to go into the house. Though he stepped forward and put his wand away. Breathing in deeply he grabbed onto the handle as he crept into the house and silently shutting the door the best he could. Which left a CREEEEAAAK noise echoing in the walls. As he shut the door, he turned around and looked into the two doorways to see if anybody was there which he couldn't see a single person.

Tariq ended up swiftly going up the stairs. Stomp. . . STomp... STOMP, STOMP, STOMP…with each foot he seemed to go slow, faster, then faster as he didn't care who heard his existence anymore. As he made it to his room, he opened the door with a flick of his hand and a whisper of words. Sometimes with simple spells he didn't need a wand other not. As he went through the door, it also slammed behind him then locked. Breathing heavily he started taking off the mission outfit he put on. He ended up grabbing other clothes and quickly getting into them as he almost tripped a few times trying to get the lower clothing on his body. Tariq ended up in a nice dress suit.

Sitting down on the bed, he put his hands on his skull and sighed. Rubbing his temple's he, groaned a little more in annoyance then anything else. "Why?" he whispered to himself. "...Another friend..." He sighed then fell back into the bed and stretched his arms out as he looked at the ceiling. He turned his head and looked to the door and watched it for a moment. . . . I should socialise, though...I don't feel civil enough to do it at the moment. . . These thoughts kept twirling in his head with the ones of his missing friend.

Countries as people: World War One

I'll have a character sheet up soon. Most likely this weekend. I'm sorry. I got loaded with a lot of things this week.

Magic Apprentices

Aviva

Aviva watched as the male shop keeper pulled out a box of already opened tissues from under the counter. He was very thankful for this. "Oh, thank you, thank you very much sir." he bowed his head slightly as he grabbed about two tissues and tried to stop the bleeding from his nose. "I don't mean to be such a burden." He whispered almost to quiet for anybody else to hear.

The next thing the make shop keeper said surprised Aviva greatly as it made Aviva tilt his head in a confused way for a few moments. "Are..." He paused his words as he tried thinking of what he wanted to say. "I-I don't know...I couldn't." Aviva stated his reply as he rubbed the back of his neck. He didn't want to be rude to the shop owner though he didn't want to take anything for free. "I'll pay if I pick something out...I got to pay you back some way..." Aviva turned his head over his shoulder as he looked at the different things on the shelves and nodded his head slightly.

He looked round the store as he sees a bunch of unorganised items and objects on the shelves that were crooked with some shelving. He sighed and let his body relax a little he felt slightly calm at the moment. Items of no value and high value sat on the shelves as well together. Looking back at the shop keeper, he shook his head in slight disagreement. "Alright..." he said second guessing himself. "I'll pick something...Though if it's pricey to please tell me and I'll pay for it..." He stated as he could see nothing really had a true price tag on it. . . .Maybe a trading shop? . . . Who knows . . . Aviva was slightly embarrassed he agreed to pick something from the shelves. He kind of felt like he was stealing in away? Internally that's how he felt, but he knew he shouldn't feel in such of a way.

Aviva took a few steps as his body turned towards the shelving unit which stood right behind him. Tilting his head looking at the items on the shelf he nodded his head with interest and thinking. He looked at himself and checked what he already had on him. A black jacket with yellow stripes on the shoulders and round the armpit areas with full sleeves that were pulled up with a red interior, a necklace with a black string and a little gold jewellery with something carved into it, two driving gloves, a white shirt with black pants, black combat army boots, and a belt that was it. He cracked his neck slightly. Biting his lip slightly. He felt like he already had enough stuff especially he was running away from home already.

Aviva went down to the left side of the shelving unit as he picked up objects and studied them as he picked and placed things back. He ended up picking up a playing card that had the Norse god Thor on it. He titled his head. . . .Why only one card? . . . He internally questioned before he set it down and went into a different section of the shop. Going through a box of things, he just found dust, papers and some old thing with circles on it. Which he didn't even check out he turned around and started looking at other things. He then saw a complete black dagger with red markings on the side of the blade, and it caught his eye right away. Aviva walked up to the weapon and carefully picked it up. "How much is this?" Aviva questioned as he looked back at the shop keeper.

Stranded: Prisoners' Tale (High casual Sci-fi/fantasy) Open

Kay'Gan

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Kay'Gan chuckled at Keeran's reaction to what he said as he sighed and pointed Kay'Gan looked in the same direction. He nodded his head in understatement then listened to the male's words. He hissed slightly and smirked. "I knew that..." He titled his head slightly crossing his arms as he was still up on the branch of the tree he had to aim his sights down to see his 'new partner' in crime? . . .probably not. . . Rolling his shoulders he huffed a little. "Oh, pumpkin we aren't equals at all. If I wanted to you..." he paused and seemed to have a more dark sense to him now. "...you would be dead." Kay'Gan said in a tone of blunt honesty."Though, I rather wouldn't kill somebody that helped me so don't ever put me in that position...alright doll?" he asked teasingly as he then started walking on the trees.

Kay'Gan didn't know if he could actually kill Keeran in seconds because he knew Keeran had a gun and he didn't know what he was capable of yet.

Kay'Gan looked down and stopped as he watched the male walk ahead and examine the gun he pulled out of his clothing. Tilting his head Kay'Gan kept a slight smirk at his expression. Cracking his neck, he tilted his head the other way. "Mhm...pretty semi-automatic plasma mark M112 handgun." Kay'Gan commented on the gun as he noticed the build and shape of the weapon. Being an assassin, you had to study guns to know what they did and that's what he did study and learned. He started walking and kept up with Keeran pretty easily like he wasn't even walking he seemed to go a little slower or in circles to not get ahead of himself. Kay'Gan noticed the slight body movements of the male. He didn't really seemed to bother about the slight reactions of the male looking quickly at a tree or a brush randomly.

Kay'Gan stopped and stretched and yawned out. He loved the moments of when he could stretch and have that wonderful feeling of the muscle's stretching out in his body mainly his physique. "So, why were you put on the Alcatraz?" Kay'Gan blurted out it was on his mind and he got curious he wanted to know. He was smiling slightly as he was very interested. Kay'Gan even jumped down from the tree and landed right by his fellow companion and looked at the male. Who was round the same height of him.

@dabombjk

Magic Apprentices

@olcharlieboi Ah, alright. I just assumed. I should've asked before I took to that opinion of mine.

What type of youtube channel?

Occult Regulation Office: A Mature Wizarding World Anthology

@BrutalBx Ah, it's fine. Personally I wasn't confused. Don't apologize.

Magic Apprentices

@olcharlieboi Oh, I am sorry. I was waiting for Rune since I thought we were doing turns. But, I can post as soon as tomorrow night. Just a little busy tonight.

(Being a teacher an all - SATS and other tests are like right now and we're doing bubbling pre-tests and it's crazy)