@blue_topaz
(should the siblings go back to their house to help Sam pack up? Sorry that I'm not entirely sure what to do with them at the moment)
(should the siblings go back to their house to help Sam pack up? Sorry that I'm not entirely sure what to do with them at the moment)
(oh, I forgot, should I post his template here as well?)
(yes please to both of those. And then you can make Sam come back whenever and Casey can give him a tour and give him the low down on the mission)
(kk)
Sol gave a small nod and took another sip of her coffee. "I suppose he likes tea, then, doesn't he?" Sol quirked her eyebrow at Casey. "What's his name?"
“Samuel. Sam. And yes, as a matter of fact, he does,” Casey said, pouring a new cup of tea for herself.
Name: Samuel Carlson
Age: 24
Gender: male
Sexuality: pansexual
Appearance: Fluffy ash-blond hair cut shorter at the sides and left to sort of poof at the top, used to be dyed a light shade of grey but the colour has mostly faded, leaving only faint traces. Pale, smooth skin, strong jawline, high cheekbones, faint freckles scattered across his cheeks and the bridge of his thin nose. Thin, constantly chapped lips, a tall, lean frame, 5’11’’. Grey eyes, almost girlish lashes, a bit of a ‘pretty boy’,
Personality: Quiet but not exactly shy, just prefers not to waste words, a peacekeeper who hates conflict, sensitive, protective, fiercely loyal. Slow to take risks until someone he loves is in danger.
Speciality: Hacker
Weaknesses: Can often be too cautious instead of going for it, resulting in missed opportunities, an absolute perfectionist to the point of driving others insane, is easily discouraged.
Weapon of choice: Handgun
Background: Grew up in foster care until he was adopted by his foster parents, lived with his adoptive sister Julie for most of his life. Wound up in foster care when his parents drove under the influence of drugs with him and his baby brother in the back of the car, ended up crashing. He and his mother were the only survivors, but she was in no state to raise him, so he wound up with the Carlsons. His mother died when he was around 15, of overdose.
Hogwarts House: Ravenclaw
Likes: Rainfall, grey tones, comfy sweaters, cats, mystery novels, gardening, napping, tea.
Dislikes: Loud music, bright sunlight (always gets sunburnt), comic books, coffee, most physical activity.
Other: Left-handed, fear of heights
"Discrimination at its finest," Sol joked. "Is Cam still asleep? I thought he'd be up by now."
Luca shifted on the bar stool, reaching for the cream and sugar as she finally opened her eyes all the way. Only to squint as the sunshine filtered through the window. "Ugh. So bright– He seemed good. A little skittish, but I think he will do well. " She paused, recalling what she picked up on him from earlier. It seemed like a life time and several good rolls in the hay ago. Luca smiled a bit to herself before clearing her throat. "He seems very centered at his core. Intelligent and confident in his ability, but too shy to show it. I don't think he'd be stupid enough to betray anyone."
She sipped her tea, grimacing before adding more sugar to it. The next sip she choked on.
"Oh! Cam is–certainly– sleeping–still….Late night. I guess…"
Ooh, Sam and Sol have kinda similar personalities with loyal and peacekeeper (kinda) and stuff))
(Oh shit i forgot to throw Cam in here lmao)
Cameron was awake, and he had stayed that way. He was comfortably stretched across the bed with his feet hanging off of the edge. Yes, he had made Luca put on a pair of pants and talked to her some, but she had walked out again. Now with his head hanging off the bed with his sore, cold body covered, he was bored.
(yeah lol)
The moment that the siblings got back to the flat that Samuel shared with his friend, Caspian, Julie squealed loudly and threw her arms around her brother. "Oh my god, you got it!" Sam flushed, a huge, almost dorky smile present on his face. "God, you're more excited than I am!" After a bit of back and forth bantering, with no hard feelings at all, the two got to work with packing Sam's bag.
Within the next twenty minutes, they were finished, left only with a very nervous Sam standing hesitantly by the door. Julie wrapped him up in a huge hug, kissing him on the cheek. "Good luck! Send me texts, 'kay? And just because you're suddenly living with them for now, doesn't mean I'm out of your life until you get back. We'll meet up, right?"
"Yes, Julie, of course."
"Great!" She grinned. "Love you. Stay safe."
"Yes ma'am. Love you too."
(BORED?)
Sol's annoying little sister mode has been a c t i v a t e d))
(YOU READ MY TEXT RIGHT)
Sol gulped down the last drops of coffee and licked her lips. "I'm gonna go bother him." She place her mug in the sink to clean later and knocked on Cameron's door. "Cammy-wammy, you awake?" she called.
(YES?)
(Lmao Cam’s not in his room)
There was no response. The room answered. The air answered. Cameron’s pathetically cold bed answered.
(Oh snap. the big reveal)
Okay is he in Luca's room cause if so I swear to god))
(oh damn)
Luca stared after Sol, frozen. She had no idea what to do. Cam wasn't going to answer his damn door. "Ummmmm…" She trailed off, heart hammering. Was she ready for this? She took a massive gulp of tea, the liquid scalding her throat as she looked at her boss. "So…"
A few minutes later, Sam was back at the front door, anxiously flattening his hair before knocking three times. Please answer…
Sol stared at the door. Silence. A grin slowly crept across he face as she glanced at Luca before going up to her friend's bedroom door and opening it.
"SOL!" Luca leaped off her bar stool and darted through the apartment, reaching the door just before it opened enough for Sol to peak through. "Excuse me. What do you think you are doing?"
(poor sammy is gonna walk into this drama. I've decided Luca will be his big sister because she protects tiny cinnamon rolls)
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