Deleted user
Distorted voice EAt It bUddy//
Distorted voice EAt It bUddy//
(Uh
It’s cold
And it’s warm in my room)
EaT iT//
((SAVE US MOXIE))
(uhhh hey guys)
(i don’t think I wanna 0~0)
It's caramel, you should eat it.//
(Idk what's happening)
(It’s shady as hell!)
Still, eat it.//
(Maybe just don’t? I mean like if you’re so hesitant)
((finally…. TIME SKIP AND BACK TO THE RP GUYS?))
(Yes)
(I still do t k ow when to enter)
(It wont be till after the meeting. But while you wait, would you mind fixing some things about your character? You didn't fill out the appearance part, or the weakness part, if you wouldn't mind doing those, that would be great. Also, this is set in modern times, so if you could give her a more modern weapon, that would also be great. Since a bow is a long range weapon, maybe some sort of rifle? Also, would you mind pm-ing me the background part? Thanks!)
(I'm gonna time skip rn)
(Does anyone object to me putting everyone sitting around the table?)
((no objections from me.))
(Ok I'll do all that right now)
(okay thanks)
Scurt.//
Casey walked out of her bedroom in black jeans and a dark, button-up blouse. Her long hair streamed behind her and her boots clicked loudly on the floors. Luca, Sol, Lane, and Cameron were all in the kitchen, near or at the table. Tea and coffee steamed in the middle of it. Casey scooped her hair up into a bun and poured herself tea, talking a mile a minute. "I've forwarded you all the address and pictures of the warehouse where we will be having our meeting. Sol will already be in the building, Luca and Cam will be with me, and Lane will be outside in the van. Sol is our backup, Luca and Cam are both my power move and my second opinions, and Lane will be listening in and surveying the area. Lane, how are we doing on that listening tech, or whatever you call it?"
"Yeah, I ordered some off the market and it's at my house. I can go pick it up in a bit or right before we have to go." He says as he drinks his fourth cup of coffeeeee.
Cameron was tucked up in a sitting chair away from the others, a warm cup of tea in his hands. It was unsipped and the steam touched on his broad, broken nose. He looked tired and distracted, zoned out, mostly.
"Great, and those will stand up to metal detectors, correct?" Casey asked, sipping her tea.
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