forum I Just Want A Cute Romance RP That Won't Die In A Week IS THAT SO MUCH TO ASK FOR??

Started February 26, 2019 by @Elder-God-Jacks347

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She shook the memories off and worked to keep pace with him. Maybe this one would be different…

Skye suddenly lept down into an alley, swerving out onto the street.

She jumped down after him but in this crowd she was more than sure she'd lose him. She took a deep breath before launching forward and grabbing his hand, lacing their fingers together. "Can't be losing you, now can I?" She smiled.

Skye gave her aweird look, but grasped her hand as he pulled her down the streets, ignoring shouts behind them. Next he swerved again, leaping up an old wooden stairway, and dashing onto the rooftops again, gripping her hand tighter he launched them across the street.

She could practically hear the guards behind them even though that was impossible. She just squeezed his hand lightly to bring herself back to reality and kept running.

Skye looked back at her face, trying to ignore the fact that he could get lost in those eyes. Shakinghimself he kept running, finally seeing their destination ahead.

"How much longer?" She could feel her left ankle start to give out on her. After a certain incident when she was younger, she was limited on how long she could run before it started to physically became painful.

"Not far" said Skye, running a bit faster. soon he lept onto one last rooftop, letting go he sprinted ahead and pulled open a board in the wall, "In here!"

She jumped inside, nearly slamming into the wall. "Oh okay that's a wall, don't break your nose on that." She chuckled softly.

Skye chuckled, slipping inside. "Stay quiet until the guards are gone, otherwise we'll be caught" he said quietly.

She pressed a hand over her mouth, hiding her smile behind it as she nodded. She could be quiet.

Skye rolled his eyes, sitting crosslegged in the middle of the small room, which seemed to be an attic. Closing his eyes he began to mentally scan the area, mentally suggesting some of the guards to look elsewhere.

She leaned against the wall, massaging her ankle in order to limit the pain. She bit her lip to keep from hissing in pain as she did so but she worked through it.

Skye turned and glanced over to her, "You ok?" he asked gently,

"Fine." She muttered, her voice clipped of emotion to keep the pain out. At least I will be. I hope.

"You sure?" asked Skye, turning to face her.

"No." She let the pain seep into her voice. "There was this…incident…when I was younger that makes it hard for me to run for long periods of time because my ankle starts to give out on me."

Skye scooted over to her, a slight violet shimmer on his hand, "May I?" he gestured to her ankle.

"I…guess? What harm would it do?" She shrugged. "Sure. Knock yourself out. Actually, don't do that."

Skye laughed, "Takes a lot to knock me out" he gently laid a hand on her ankle, a slight streak of fire appearing in his hair as he summoned a golden aura, healing the injury.

She watched with an amazed interest. "I'm not going to ask how because I know it'll take forever to explain but thanks."

"Magic" said Skye by way of explanation, "Literal magic. It's also why I was able to get us away from those guards."

"I've been meaning to ask. Why did you save me? Why didn't you just save yourself?"

"I don't know…." said Skye, "Honestly I wasn't involved till I took out the guards that were following you…. I guess I just can't stand seeing someone pushed down cause they are fighting to survive."

"It's a talent, really. To be able to survive in a town that's trying to kill you because of something you can't escape from despite it not being your fault."