I actually really wanted to roleplay with Kaleb, lol. I would love to use Halo, he's actually become very popular with Notebook, so I've come to love him as one of my own, since he's very developed and rounded. So…. in essence, sure! And if you ever want to, you're welcome to roleplay with Aika.
SWEET! alrighty! so! agreeing on Kaleb and Halo! i MIGHT have an idea, but i figured id ask you if you have any ideas first!
Not really, I'm open to anything!
hmmm. how aboot….sweet angel bby (Halo) gets done with work one night (maybe there was a rough crowd?) and he gets cornerd by a bunch o drunk d-bags? then Kaleb comes to the rescue!
Ohhh! YES! I LOVE IT!!
awesome! this will take me a few minutes to come up with an opener!
Okie dokie!
((omg im so sorry if this is terrible))
Rain. Well…not quite, more like a drizzle covers the city in a thick haze. A young man dressed in a black hoodie slowly walks through the streets, avoiding any eye contact with drunk passerbys. “Bars must have just closed..” mumbles the young man as he draws the hood over his head. How long has he been walking? Days? Weeks? Suddenly realizing that he was soaked, he paused in the middle of the sidewalk to stare down at his waterlogged sweatshirt. Chuckling under his breath he soon continues to walk slowly through the neon lit streets, with no destination in mind.
Halo exits the hospital with a relived sigh. He was exhausted to no end, he had been working since one this morning and was just ready to sleep. He looks around, taking the back alley's. He knew it was risky, but it was the fastest way home. To warmth. To sleep. He gives a soft sigh walking briskly through the alley's his eyes darting around. He brushes his damp, pure white hair from his eyes. He looked like a normal human, with his wings tucked into his back. He gulps when he sees drunkards ambling around trying his hardest to keep away.
(((Do you want me to be the drunks?))
(Sure)
Stumbling about, one of the intoxicated men notices Halo's snowy white hair. Jabbing his friend with his elbow, he motiones his head towards the young man, the two drunkards glance at eachother just long enough to share a wicked grin before they shuffle towards Halo. Almost falling multiple times, they manage to stop right in front of Halo, blocking his path. "What'chu doin walkin' all alone this late at night?" Says the chubbier of the two. The taller, lankier friend rests his arm on the shoulder of the chubby man.."When someone looks as weird as you do, its like yer askin' fer trouble, kid." The smell of alcohol mixed with the sinister smiles made the air heavy with maliciousness.
Halo starts, smiling nervously. He knew this was going to happen. He knew it was! Oh why didn't he just take the regular way home. "I- I'm just passing through." He says softly, backing away. "I was headed home…" he mutters taking a small step back. Maybe… maybe he could run? The men were intoxicated. He was shaking a little. He just wanted to go home and not deal with this. He was already mostly soaked, his hair falling into his eyes. "T-this is my normal hair…" He says quietly, taking another step back. He could sense the alcohol, and see the look in their eyes. He wasn't safe. He needed to get out now. But, he was weak, so he couldn't fight and flight wasn't happening since his body was frozen. He bites his lip, his crystal blue eyes filled with fear.
Kaleb was just about to pass by where the trio was standing, he paused after sensing the animosity radiating from the alleyway and…was that…something else? Kaleb turned the corner to observe the interaction.
The chubby man sneered and touched Halos hair lightly. "Normal? Ha! When a person looks as weird as you, bad stuffs happens to 'em." The skinny man laughed "yeah! Like a mugging"
Halo grimaces, "P-please, I just want to go home." He mutters, flinching when his hair is touched. He knew about muggings. What happened on the streets. He flashes back quickly to when he was a child, a glass bottle thrown at him, a loud cry of pain, blood dripping from his shoulder. "N-no… please no." He manages, stepping back. "Please, I only want to get home."
Kaleb moved in the blink of an eye when he saw one of the men reach for a knife that was holstered on their belt. Startled by the sudden hand gripping his wrist, the skinny man turned sharply. "Who the hell are you!"shouted the buffoon. Kaleb glared daggers from under his hood "does it really matter..?" Groweled Kaleb under his breath as he tightened his grip, forcing the man to drop his weapon. Suddenly the chubbier of the two took the opportunity to throw all of his weight into a punch, which made direct contact with Kalebs jaw. Kalebs head shot to the side due to the force of the punch. "Mind your own damn buisness and leave before we make your life hell too!" Since his buddy was still being held by Kaleb, the chubby one grabbed the knife his friend had dropped and pointed it at Kaleb.
Halo sees the knife and his eyes widen. He prepared to run when a male suddenly attacked the man holding the knife. Halo's eyes widen, his hand going to his mouth. He could only stand there as he watched the fight. He gulps, his mouth pressing into a firm line. Fight… Why won't you fight?! He scolds himself, desperately trying to move forward. He was locked there, watching the interaction. His breathing suddenly slows. He had seen this before. So many times. The strong preted on the weak. Was he the weak one? Was he going to be the one to die? He bites his lip before rushing forward, slamming into the man holding the knife with his full body force. Both go toppling and Halo cries out as he scrapes his side and hands.
Both Kaleb and the skinny man stood there, shell shocked that Halo managed to topple over the bigger man. Kaleb took the opportunity and slightly tapped into his powers to throw the lanky man as far as he could. It may have been a little further than he intended since the guy landed on the OTHER side of the street. Seeing his friend soar through the air, he looked to Kaleb with terror in his eyes. "What the fuck are you man?!" He forced Halo off of him and scurried over to his friend. Kaleb walked to stand in front of Halo in a protective stance. Making sure his back was facing Halo, Kaleb bared his fangs at the men, seeing this, they screamed and ran as fast as their drunk legs could go. Once they were out of sight, Kaleb relaxed his posture and stopped snarling. He quickly turned around and crouched down in front of Halo while extending a tanned hand out to him. "Are you okay?" Concern was written all over his dark gray eyes.
Halo lays there, panting. His body tingled, meaning nerves were firing off. He looks at his bleeding palms after the man throws him off. He hurt everywhere. He shouldn't have done that. He looks up when the other male stands in front of him, growling. Halo let's his head falling back. He releases a pain filled groan, watching the men run off. He looks up at the man and smiles a little. "I'm alright."
Kaleb had noticed that Halo was injured, and obviously in tremendous amounts of pain. "Do you have a phone? Anyone i can call?" Kaleb eased Halo into an upright sitting position and examined the wounds that Halo had recieved. He held Halos hands gently and looked at the scrapes, tenderly plucking out small bits of gravel. He chuckled slightly as the image of this frail guy tackling another, that was more than 3 times his own weight, went through his mind. "That was quite a brave stunt you pulled back there."
"Yeah. I have a phone, but not really any one to call." He replies, somewhat bitter. He starts and smiles a little. "Sorry. A lot of my family is in Europe right now, so I can't really reach them all that often. Halo sits up as Kaleb helped him. He winces a little. Looks like just his hands, and right side got a little banged up. He watches as the other carefully pulled out the gravel. He looks up. "Well… I just sort of realized that fighting is going to be the answer for some things." He bites his lip. "I'm Halo." He says quietly.
"I'm…sorry you dont have anyone nearby…" Kaleb knew how it felt to have have anyone around to care for you, it hurt, in many ways. He looked over Halos hands to make sure most of the gravel was out, but stopped and looked up when Halo introduced himself. "What an insteresting name." He said with a smirk, which made him wince ever so slightly. "I am Kaleb." Realizing that Halso was also scraped along his side, Kaleb removed the hood from his head to reveal long bright red hair, he reached for the pbase of the hood and proceeded to rip it off. He held it to Halos side. "Sorry if its wet, but it will help a little bit."
Halo smiles a little. "It alright. I'm used to it." He says softly. He was used to being alone. He was alone before his death, when he was thrust from heaven,and he was alone now. "Thank you." He says softly at the compliment about his name. "I like your name." His eyes widen when see sees the other begin to rip his hood. "You don't-" he winces a little as the hood is placed on his scraped side. "T-thank you for rescuing me…" He mutters softly.
"It is a nice name…isnt it." Kaleb smirked at the memmory of when he got the name. Many centuries ago. Kaleb paused when Halo winced at the pain, and tried to be more gentle while applying slight pressure. "No need to thank me." Kaleb looked Halo in the eyes, almost studying him. Kaleb could tell that there was something different about him. It was an energy he had encountered before, but he couldnt think of what it was. Realizing he was staring, Kaleb dragged himself from his thoughts and turned around so his back was facing Halo. "Walking with a side injury isnt a good idea. Hop on, ill bring you to where you need to go." He looked over his shoulder at Halo and flashed him a handsome smirk.
Halo nods slowly, brushing some white locks from his hair. His small, slender hands shake a little from the experience. If it hadn't been for Kaleb he most likely would've been left on the street to die. "S-still. You saved my life." he says quietly, "Or at least kept me from getting injured." He felt the others gaze on him and he looks up, smiling a little when he met Kaleb's black orbs. He was very thankful. He felt an aura around Kaleb. It made him curious. Where had he sensed that? He starts when Kaleb stands and he starts, "N-no! It's alright!" He squeaks, smiling nervously, "You've already done so much to help me." he says softly, fumbling with his fingers.