forum Private RP with @TinyZombieKat (Stalkers Are Welcome, but You May Be Very Very Confused)

Started November 21, 2018 by Deleted user

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(Loti it has been three days

Come on that’s a little ridiculous.)

(Whheeeeeere is your love?

Doncha give me your love

Doncha give me your love

Come on,

Come on,

Wheeeere is your love?)

M started to tap on Jericho’s elbow, tensing. His eyes widened a bit more. “Go. Go get another table. Away from here. Go sit at the bar and protect them, Jericho, now.” He pulled at his elbow, suddenly, his urgency apparent.

Jericho nodded stiffly. His eyes a bit too tense to match the rest of his casual demeanor as he stood and strolled to the bar. He plopped down casually. Stretching out and giving a lazy smile to the other patrons. He kept his hand within reach of his hidden gun. His flames burning just below his skin.

(Alright back to action writing yay

Also that was fine, Eris, don’t worry)

M inhaled slowly and sat back just as his waiter approached. The tiny elf named Dae greeted him with a smile, only to be interrupted with a loud banging noise from nearby. The woman had flown up to her feet, grabbing a pistol from her blouse. Little Dae squeaked and ducked under the table, and people started to clamber and scream.
“OI!” The woman screamed, raising the gun threateningly as the guy she was talking to watched. “KEEP CALM!”
The dude rose from his seat with a bag, his hands shaking lightly. “Right. Keep calm and give us your things. If there are any protests we will not be afraid to shoot you.” He made his way to the bar, where he demanded the bartender emptied out the money first. He turned to the tables, looking around at everyone.
“Where are your wallets? Get them out!” With that snap, everyone hastened to grab their wallets. Of course, except M, who did not have his wallet. The woman noticed his rather relaxed demeanor and stalked over, jerking the gun at his face.
“Get it out!”
M stuck out his tongue a little. “Don’t have it.” His voice sounded totally different than the rather afraid one he had been using. Instead it sounded half-drunk and relaxed.

Jericho remained looking somewhat bored as he kept both the woman and the man in his line of sight. They were amateurs, barely worth getting worked up over, but their skittish nature was concerning. He'd rather not have them get trigger happy.
"Ey, man, calm down. I've got it right here." He muttered as the man stuck his gun in Jericho's face, demanding his wallet. He flipped the leather holder into the bag, unconcerned. Jericho's attention was fully on M, waiting for that signal.

“What do you mean you don’t have it? What’s the point of coming to a restaurant if you don’t have anything to pay with?” The woman shrieked, pressing the gun closer to M’s forehead, whose eyes flashed briefly.
“I can’t come to my favorite restaurant to relax? Plus I was… going on a date.” He chewed on his tongue, sitting up a little. He was showing too much of his nervousness. He needed to relax…
The woman rolled her eyes, tightening her grip on the gun when he shifted. “So you were gonna make your poor date pay?”
“Well…. I wouldn’t say something like that…” M laughed sheepishly.

Jericho shifted in his seat, tense. He did not lie where this was going, not one bit. M seemed extremely distracted. Jericho silently cursed the beautiful woman across the street. What was it his mom always told him? Men can be strong until a woman weakens his knees. He sighed carefully. Great.

M had definitely made a mistake, and he could tell by the way the gun got lashed towards him. However, M was somehow able to duck under it and against the table. Immedately, it got pointed at his fluffy head.
Fuck…

"Where is this mistress of yours, huh?" The woman asked, basically screeching as her male comrade hovered nearby, seemingly entertained.

Jericho tensed further, preparing to leap out of his seat and take out the assailants. It wasn't like M to make such a mistake and now… Jericho sighed. Now they were in deep shit. Despite his flare of anger, he wouldn't move until M gave the signal.