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Name: Cheryl Malet
Role (i.e. detective, mastermind, etc.): ex-police
Age: 20, for her state, you had to be at least 18 to be a police officer, so. .-.
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Biromantic
Species: 100% human.
Powers/Abilities: Noot noot.
Personality: Develop.
Appearance: Brown hair, brown eyes, slightly tanned skin, 5’7”.
Clothing: https://goo.gl/images/82Fz6Y
Backstory: She used to be a police officer but then she resigned and instead went to work for a famous designer.
Other: She will still fight you. She’s very greedy.
((Anyone ready to start?))
((Okay. Should we wait for @ScarletAndHerSides ? ))
(I’m hERE. :D
Also thanks @Consulting_fangirl for remembering me. ;u;)
((If our lovely detective would like to enter the bar first, we can start))
((If our lovely detective would like to enter the bar first, we can start))
(sure, i can start)
Aaleyah walks into the bar. "My usual thanks James," She said. James automatically got her a mocktail.
Genevieve follows behind her, feeling awkward.
Lix smiled as she sat down and caught the bartenders attention. She pointed a finger up signaling that she wanted a drink that was not necessary on the menu. The bottle of holy water was brought to the table.
Aaleyah turns when James gives her her drink. "Be more confident, Gen. Don't be so nervous all the time."
(GTG)
Nicola sat next to Lix, eyeing the drinks with interest. He wasn't old enough, but he wondered what they tasted like.
Lix laughed a little before pouring him a drink and sliding it over, "This is non alcoholic." She smiled knowing that to him it was just a glass of water, but to her it tasted sweet and burned like fire.
"Are you sure?!" His green eyes grew wide with surprise and he touched the glass with his finger, watching it. "Are you really sure?!"
Aaleyah turns when James gives her her drink. "Be more confident, Gen. Don't be so nervous all the time."
Genevieve gives a small smile. "I'll try."
"No. Remember. Don't try, do."
Genevieve laughs. She looks around the room, fiddling with the hem of her jumper. ((I know I said she was wearing a dress before, but that's too impractical so….))
"Are you sure?!" His green eyes grew wide with surprise and he touched the glass with his finger, watching it. "Are you really sure?!"
"Yes," she smiled at the way he reacted, "I don't drink alcohol." She ran a finger around the rim of the glass. "Trust me, you'll probably think it's funny after you realize what it is."
