(I love your charactet, can my character be friends with yours?)
(Yes! I'm thinking that they aren't friends now, but they become friends gradually. Where is your character?)
(That's a good idea. Laffette's Cammie could definitely use friends.
To keep her away from the sharp things, mind you. X)
(Uh… ok.)
(Laffette's character name is Cammie, just so you know. ;)
So! How are we going to bring Evangeline into the story…
Brb, need to run an errand)
Vien sniffled as he managed to catch his breath. He still gripped at Beau’s arm tightly, eyes glassy with tears as he cried. “I’m s-sorry,” he eventually mumbled
"No, no…it's okay. Don't worry," Beau answered softly as he sat down in front of Vien, glancing over him worriedly. He heard a faint knocking on the door and turned towards the noise with a confused expression. "Come in?"
(I'm just gonna schoochie out of this rp… bye guys)
(Bye)
(Now Jax has no friends)
"Your dad sounds like a great man," she whispered. Taking the cheesecake with a murmur of thanks, she headed toward the table, only to see Jax sitting there. She hadn't talked to him since the… incident.
"Hey," Vivian said awkwardly. "You doing okay?"
(He could probably be friends with Beau too if you want to do that? He and Vien should be heading downstairs soon.)
(Sweet! Thank you)
Phoenix is on the roof btw
(Vivian is asking him a question right now… so.)
(Vivian is asking him a question right now… so.)
(Btw did anyone respond to fidelity ?)
(Vivian is asking him a question right now… so.)
(Btw did anyone respond to fidelity ?)
(Nope it's dead.)
(Awe I liked it though…)
(Awe I liked it though…)
(You can post on it. Have your character trip or somethin and mine'll help him up and start a conversation.)
(…Laffette? ((echoes)) Laffette Laffette Laffette Laffette…)
Vien sniffled as he managed to catch his breath. He still gripped at Beau’s arm tightly, eyes glassy with tears as he cried. “I’m s-sorry,” he eventually mumbled
"No, no…it's okay. Don't worry," Beau answered softly as he sat down in front of Vien, glancing over him worriedly. He heard a faint knocking on the door and turned towards the noise with a confused expression. "Come in?"
Vien startled a little at the sound of a knock. He quickly wiped at his face, wincing as his side stung with phantom pains. He shrank back a little against the wall, afraid someone might see him
(Well, today was kinda slow, but! we made up for that with a new person! Camie, I hope you feel welcome, and I hope to see your character in action later. Bye for now! ;)
Vien sniffled as he managed to catch his breath. He still gripped at Beau’s arm tightly, eyes glassy with tears as he cried. “I’m s-sorry,” he eventually mumbled
"No, no…it's okay. Don't worry," Beau answered softly as he sat down in front of Vien, glancing over him worriedly. He heard a faint knocking on the door and turned towards the noise with a confused expression. "Come in?"
Vien startled a little at the sound of a knock. He quickly wiped at his face, wincing as his side stung with phantom pains. He shrank back a little against the wall, afraid someone might see him
"It's alright. I'll go and check, okay?" Beau said gently, the tone feeling a bit odd coming out of his mouth. He shook his head faintly at himself as he moved towards the old door, quietly opening it, though it was hard with all the creaking coming from the wood.
Evie put her trunk down. Mrs. Peach placed a hand on her shoulder and smiled. "I hope you enjoy yourself, Evangeline." Evie rolled her eyes. Mrs. Peach was nice and all, but she still called her Evangeline. Evie had told her escort a million times just to call her Evie.
This time, she held her tongue. "Thank you, Mrs. Peach. I sure will." Mrs. Peach, with a parting wave, left Evie in the doorway of her room. Evie quickly pulled her suitcase in and shut the door. She didn't want to be pounced on the first moment she breathed in this place just because she was new.
(Idk…)
Vien sniffled as he managed to catch his breath. He still gripped at Beau’s arm tightly, eyes glassy with tears as he cried. “I’m s-sorry,” he eventually mumbled
"No, no…it's okay. Don't worry," Beau answered softly as he sat down in front of Vien, glancing over him worriedly. He heard a faint knocking on the door and turned towards the noise with a confused expression. "Come in?"
Vien startled a little at the sound of a knock. He quickly wiped at his face, wincing as his side stung with phantom pains. He shrank back a little against the wall, afraid someone might see him
"It's alright. I'll go and check, okay?" Beau said gently, the tone feeling a bit odd coming out of his mouth. He shook his head faintly at himself as he moved towards the old door, quietly opening it, though it was hard with all the creaking coming from the wood.
"Hello, Beau," Moraphe greeted him kindly. "I would like you all to come downstairs, please."
"I don't know…sir," Beau answered hesitantly as he glanced over his shoulder towards Vien, a worried expression crossing his face. He might of said something a little ruder if he wasn't concerned for his roomate, though he decided to stick with the basic 'sir.' "Vien doesn't feel too good." He added slowly as he turned back towards Moraphe.
"Oh," Moraphe looked at Vien, worry shadowing his gaze. "Well, I tell you now, then; stay out of the weapon room, please. I am going to lock it." With that statement, he withdrew, quietly closing the door.
"Weapons room?" Beau muttered to himself once Moraphe closed the door, furrowing his brow faintly in thought. After a few moments, he dismissed it and walked back towards Vien, hoping that he was still alright. He kneeled down by Vien, letting the silence hang between the two as he thought of what to say.
"Vien, I can make the dreams stop if you want me to," Beau mumbled, speaking up after a pause as he looked towards his roommate. It would take a lot of his energy up and there would be a few side effects to himself, but if it could help Vien, then he would do it. Why are you so protective of him now? A small chorus of whispers asked, but Beau dismissed them, knowing that even he didn't have an answer to that.
Delicately she are her cheesecake, savoring the sweet taste.