forum A Lilac Sky//Private rp//Stalkers welcome

Started April 10, 2019 by @croccin-champagne

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@Carrots !!!!

Boom bitch, it’s me

Heyy bitch. When do we want to start from?

Ooff, sorry had a drama run though and… maybe we could start from like the garrison? And then do a skip later on?

So start with an interaction at the Garrison? Maybe something that almost turns to a fight?

That sounds cool.

Alrighty. Want to start, or should I? I'm keeping everything about Cammy the same, but if you had anything you wanted to switch up or add on, feel free.

Can you? I have another rehearsal in a min but I should be able to reply but I’m sorry if I’m slow.

I'll do it! Might take a minute!

Okie dokie

Cammy knew she seemed vaguely insane right now. You know, more so than usual. She had been up all night again, stargazing and wishing she could be with her siblings right now, and her bloodstream was basically entirely coffee and five hour energy shots now. And the worst part? It was only her first class of the day. She had a cup of the shitty Garrison coffee(her sixth cup) in one hand, and was currently dumping one of said five hour energies into the cup, lid in her teeth.

Alex, as per usual, did not want to be in class. It was boring, and at times very useless when the teachers just repeated the same shit multiple times. On top of that, Shiro was no longer here, meaning he had no one to talk to. I mean, he could try and make friends, but he wasn’t much of a people person. Something went wrong and he or the other messed it up so he’d stopped trying.

((Are we going same as og, including characters, just with our own?))

Cammy pulled out another shot, earning her a concerned look from the kid sitting next to her. Ignoring him, she tilted her head back and dumped it straight into her mouth. Her hand was shaking. Actually, all of her was shaking, but she didn't care too much. Sleep had been avoiding her all week, so here she was, chugging caffeine like air.

(Um… Idk, I guess so, I didn’t know what to put so I just used Shiro)

Alex raised a brow at the girl beside her, then pulled a face at how disgusting it was, “That’s not got for you…” He muttered, tapping his fingers on the table. Did she have a death wish? He could see her shaking and knew it was not good for her.

((It might be easiest lmao))

"No shit." Cammy shot back, downing half the cup in one go. It was a bit of a game at this point, to see how much it took before she crashed or shut down. And no asshole next to her was going to take away whatever she could get a kick out of.

Alex rolled his eyes, “I was just making a statement, gosh.” He huffed and rested his head in his hand, still tapping the beat. He had no clue what was wrong with that girl but clearly she woke up on the wrong side of the bed… or didn’t wake up at all as she didn’t sleep, clearly.

"Did you just say gosh?" Cammy turned to look at the boy, raising an eyebrow in thinly veiled amusement. The last person she had heard use the word gosh was her mother, back when she was trying to keep her kids from swearing as long as she could. It didn't hold long.

Alex sighed rubbing his face with his hand, "Yes, I did. What do you want me to say? If you weren't such a nonce you'd realise that sleep is good for you and downing shots of pure coffee is a dog move? Sorry, I was trying to be gentle, twat." He replied, a bit more bite in his tone then he wanted but hey, he'd stopped caring at this point.

"I'm a twat now." Cammy nodded, biting back the laughter threatening to bubble up. "That's a new one. Say, you got some sorta old fashioned insult book over there? Or d'ya keep it in your locker, with your butter churn?"

"Hey, at least I'm better at using the butter churn then you are a pilot. What are you flying again? Oh right cargo ships," Alex waved a hand dismissively, "Come back to me when you've sucked off the teachers and found yourself a fighter pilot, then we'll talk."

Cammy looked down at the lukewarm coffee in her hands, then up at the asshole next to her. Maybe he was right, maybe he wasn't. Either way, she wasn't sitting here and taking that. She stood, taking the lid off the coffee, before upending it over his head. "I don't have to, dipass. I know where I stand, and at least I'm not you."

Alex growled, shaking his head as coffee drops flew from the strands, “You bitch,” He snarled, “That’s right, you’ll never be me cargo pilot. If you spent your time practicing instead of dumping your stupid coffee on people you might have a chance but clearly not.”

"Aw, look." Cammy cooed condescendingly. "You found a new insult!" So maybe he was right. She needed more practice. But stars, this guy was such an asshole. "Too bad I don't give a shit. You can play that high and mighty card all you want, but it doesn't work on the rest of us." She plopped back down, kicking her legs up on the desk and shooting him a nonchalant smirk.

“If you weren’t girl I’d beat your ass right here and right now,” Alex ran a hand through his hair, grimacing at the wetness of it. This is why he wanted to leave this stupid place, people like her and the fact this place wasn’t for him anymore.

"So pretend I'm not." Cammy quipped, tossing her hair over her shoulder, the pink color eye catching to anyone else watching. "Do your worst." I've seen worse.