Roleplay

Sol looked at Cecil and fell silent. perfect. She started to draw. She listened as his statement came out and she glanced up at him. "your best friend and friend live in the same house as me." she said.
"Kolian is worried about Fern and Grace... She talks to me alot so that she can get some of her emotions out. I'm like a therapist for he sometimes... Sh has alot of built up anger and stress."
sol continued to draw him. Perfect pose! She kept thinking. He looked great. "I love your pose." she said after a moment or two. She drew him had to look back more than once before she laid a mark. With his limbs crossed like that, it was hard for her to draw without staring at him longer than usual.

'(( I love Quill XDD
and I love James and his ice cream<3
XD ))

Fern was silent for a moment, Vivian's words swirling around her mind. She really couldn't imagine what would her life would be like if she hadn't come to Rhyolite. 'I might've ended up at some other coven.' she thought dryly, shaking her head inwardly. 'But I probably won't get as half the fun as I get here. She smirked at the thought of the Merrill members lying around gloomily because she wasn't there.

But they have Matthew. He is already an entertainer himself. It wouldn't be different if I vanished. a small part of her mind said. Frowning, Fern immediately dismissed that thought, saving it for later when she thought in bed later.

"Matthew can probably find some sort of other entertainment." she said blankly and shrugged, knowing full well that she was now being stubborn. Stubborn to accept the fact that she had a rather unique bond with Matthew. She thought about the leaving part and she found herself wanting to. Not leave forever, maybe go away for a while...take a little break from all this...

Going back to Seoul sounded like an excellent idea at the moment.

"I want to go home." she said quietly, an upset look crossing her blank features. "I need a break from all this..."

James let out a snort. "Cute?" his eyes narrowed at Aimee over his ice cream. "Coffee? Brilliant, let's trade-" he made to snatch her coffee.
"OY, bloody hell!" James exclaimed as Quill's fist almost came up to meet his face. James lost his balance in a moment of surprise and toppled backward. It was half his surprise, his jump to get out of the way, and half the weight on his back that sent him backwards. He didn't expect that.
His ice cream was miraculously intact, with ice-cream on his black shirt though. He scowled, merely at the fact that he'd just changed into a new shirt and now he'd have to change again.
He let out a short bark of laughter. "It's all good." he said good naturedly, picking himself back up and brushing what dirt he had on his shirt off. Oh what was the point? He was just going to change anyways and have to wash his shirt again. James sighed and pulled his duffel bag off his shoulder and setting it on the ground. He settled for a emerald green wife beater and pulled his shirt off, ((XD)) not really caring his two newly acquired friends were right there. James pulled the clean one on and shook the other black one out.

((hahaha thank you his ice cream loves you too

Im really digging all these smilies XDD))

Cecil laughed a little. Of course they did. However, he knew that Lionel never gossiped. Not if he could help it. Unless it was something obviously not worth keeping then yes, Lionel will simply say it casually over dinner and bam, secret out. He nodded when Sol said that Kolian liked to pour her feelings out to someone that she can trust, particularly Sol. He knew how it felt like - to feel stressed and let your emotions out to someone. Though he had never really done it, he never really was the type to sit down and have a heart to heart.

"Thank you." he said simply, when she had complimented his pose. "It is not really a pose, though. I do this all the time." He uncrossed his legs and smiled faintly. "Are you done already?"

Grace's lips tingled as he kissed her good night. She nodded and waved goodbye, eyes sparkling. She headed back inside the house, walking around for a small while before she went into the kitchen to heat up some more blood. She sat at the counter, thinking about how Matthew was going to think this over. She bit her lip, squeezing her eyes shut, praying that she wasn't going to be hated by Fern. Grad sighed and took her drink out of the microwave, heading up to her room.

((Mehh, its short but its a closing for Grace ^^))

Aimee laughed and moved the cup away. "Tis empty. And I needed my caffine." she grinned and only laughed when Quill almost hit James. She watched the scene unfold. He got his shirt a bit dirty with ice cream. She watched him jump up and get out a tshirt.
Quite honestly, Aimee should have guessed what was to come next. Her face flushed as he took off his shirt. He seemed to be so natrual with it, as if he had done this for years in front of them. Her eyes darted away, and she was quiet, clearly embarassed.
She had this same reaction with Quill, except with Quill her heart hammered in her chest and she felt like it would explode. But with James, he was just another one of her really hot friends. (XD) really hot.
She shook her head a bit and tossed the cup. "which one of you buff guys are going to help me carry this?" she gestured to the tent and slid on her gymnastics bag onto her shoulder.
She put both hands on the large tent holder. They would have to go deep into the trail, then wander a bit offtrail, she remembered. She wanted someone else to lead for once. She knew they had gotten the same information too.

(( don't get Jealous Quill, but I think James just showed off his body to your girl. XD ))

Vivian squeezed Fern's shoulder, gently shaking her. She pushed her own thoughts out of her head, focusing on Fern. "Hey," she said, gently but sharply. "Fern, it sounds like a good idea, but what would be there at home? Maybe just the feeling of nostalgia, but you'll be missed. By me, by Thistle, Callum, and Mathew. I think he might feel your leaving might be his fault, and..." she trailed off. "I don't think Matthew, or you will feel all that great because of this..." Vivian trailed off again, quieting.

Sol smiled at Cecil. She was mid-pencil stride when he uncrossed his legs. "well, not really." she laughed. Oh well. "that made you look so much like... An English gentleman." she smiled, knowing full well that was exactly who he was. Well, who he always looked to be.
She smiled some more. "want to see the sketches?" she asked, standing and comming over to him with her sketchbook.

(( ew, short D| ))

All Fern did was stare at the street for a moment, taking in the sight that beheld her. Rhyolite was a beautiful place, and she was going to miss it if she did leave. By leaving, it was already counted as running away. Running away wasn't really a solution for Fern= it was simply a way to escape her troubles for a moment. She sighed softly, looking unhappy but her porcelain face had returned to its dark, blank mask.

"I won't be leaving for long." she said quietly. "No more than a week. It's not anyone's fault. Not even Matthew. If Lor can vanish for god knows how long as a way to escape, then why can't I do the same? Besides..." she added dryly. "I didn't visit my family's graves since the funeral."

(( Loretta and Vivian are roomates! Ohooo, this shall be instresting....

I used to say instresting instead of interesting when I was little XDDD))

"It was a reflece I swear," Quill held up his hands then seeing as James was cool about it or at least forgiving about it he smiled and put his hands down relaxed. But that didn't last long, the second James pulled off his shirt. Of coarse he had to change right here, Quill thought his gaze sliding right over to Aimee who was blushing mad and ducking her head. There was a stab in his stomach something he really hadn't felt before. No thinking back he had, when James had put his arm around Aimee. He had just been to distracted to really acknowledge it. Could it be jealousy?
Ick, Quill push the thought away. He couldn't be jealous cause that would mean he had feelings for, he looked at Aimee. The thought made him dizzy. It wasn't that it was bad to have a crush on Aimee, there were a lot of reasons he could like her. She was good-looking, funny... he had to stop that. He also realized in that thought he had been staring at Aimee was a time rather to long. Quickly he looked away.
"I'll carry it," he offered reaching over her to grab the long tent case and slinging it over his shoulder with his own bag. The thing was it was an odd feeling to actually, possibly like a girl. He'd liked other girls obviously since he had, had quiet a few girlfriends. But most of them had liked him first, more and all that. The feeling was never exactly mutual. (Expect for once and that hadn't ended well.) He'd wanted to like them like that otherwise he wouldn't have dated them. But he hadn't. And besides that he had a growing suspicion that Aimee and James were going to be a couple. The image of them last night at the incinerator popped into his head. No he wasn't going to let himself fall for a girl who liked another. Besides if James liked Aimee then Quill popped in that could just ruin his growing friendship with James and in turn hurt their hunting.
Gosh he was thinking to much, he had to stop.

Cecil shrugged, still smiling faintly. English gentleman huh? Maybe that was really what he was. He had been given that title by Fern ever since they had first met. 'Annoying, cold English gentleman.' she had spat in his face. Cecil chuckled inwardly at the memory. Look at how time flew by. That was just a distant memory- a memory that was still fresh even after he had turned. He still had many human memories, most of them never completely forgotten.

"Sure, why not?"

He took the sketchbook from her and flipped it open, flicking through until he came to the sketches of him sitting on the chair- face blank, cross legged. He chuckled a little and handed them back to her.

"They are great." he said sincerely. "Thank you."

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Ahaha yup when I was updating the coven pages on here I ran into a problem. I'd kept Loretta in her own room ever since another member of the guild left with Loretta's old roommate Allie. I actually put Thistle in her room first then I realized I wanted to be evil.

((BAAHAHAHA I'm laughing so hard right now XP don't worry Quill, James and Aimee are only destined to have a relationship like brother and sister XDD))

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Hehe I wasn't going to do that but after thinking about all the times Quill sparked jealousy because of Jame's I figured why not add a third layer to it?
Did anyone else wonder about all the Asian girls like Matthew? Just saying.

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I did. XD

Fern: Grrrr.

o.o

Vivian kept quiet while Fern talked. Going home... "Do you...." Vivian hesitated. She didn't need as long of a break--she didn't have an exact home to go to, unlike Fern. "Do you mind...if I come with you? Not all the way--" she added quickly. "I need fresh air and I think Rhyolite is a bit too constricting right now..." she said slowly.

(( SHORT!! rraawwrrr! >
This might be good for Vivian to leave, and then when I get back from camp, Vivian can be just getting back from her trip...))

Sol watched as Cecil looked himself over. "you really think so?" she beamed and took the sketchbook back. It had been forever since someone had complimented her on her art. Rune's "cool" didn't count. "no, thank you for modeling." she said with a sweet smile.
Sol put her sketchbook aside, then looked at Cecil. Such a gentleman. A wonderfully kind gentleman.

(( okay I cantell that's short 8D; ))

((Yuppp. ^___^ quite weird haha

Haha I love being mean to our characters XP))

(( Quill, you just have no idea how completely spastic Aimee was when you took YOUR shirt off XDD
he is adoreable.
And that's what I was thinking Riri, Aimee and James like brother and sister |D except she thinks he's a hot brother... XDD

AND. Matthew has a thing for Asian girls o .o okay? So... Yeah. XD ))

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I'll make the both of them leave after Matthew tells Fern. x3

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Fern gave her a long look. Should she bring Vivian along? What about Callum? What about Matthew? her mind contradicted dryly. The both of them were running away from their troubles- a break from life, a break from all the drama. It may be exactly what the two needed. She contemplated on bringing Cecil along as well, but she needed him to keep her update on what was going on at home. Something stabbed her painfully as she thought of leaving him. They had been together for the past many many years, but Fern felt as though this was the right thing to do.

"I'll let you know when." she said simply.

"Do you doubt my words?" Cecil said in mock disbelief, shaking his head. He shrugged at her thanks. "Anytime."

[You must be registered and logged in to see this link.] Eh, short.

ooc: poof