forum RP: Ruin [still OPEN to anyone!] (Refer to first posts for updates)

Started June 19, 2018 by @PurplePartyTiger language

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She landed the horse a slight way from the town. "Hey," she nudged Cammie. "Wake up."

Cammie groaned and rubbed her eyes before yawning. It seemed like seconds after she fell asleep. "Ok, ok." She mumbled as her vision adjusted, she helped Vivian get down before she made the illusion fade away. "Its not far, cmon."

Vien glanced over at Beau, waving a shaky hand at him before going to sit at the table. He began to eat a brownie absently, trying to keep himself from having a panic attack. Meanwhile Baal had turned to look at the stranger approaching them, tilting their head curiously

Beau bit his bottom lip softly in thought as he moved to sit down across from Vien, running a hand through his messy hair. "Are you feeling alright?" He asked gently, thinking back to how Vien had reacted to the fire earlier. Would it trigger another round of nightmares and hallucinations? Beau shook his head faintly, hoping that Vien wouldn't have to go through that again.

Cammie walked over to where Justine lived with Vivian. "Shes not home until around 8:00 so make yourself comfortable." Cammie explained before usig a dagger to lift the window up and crawl in.

Vien went to say something, but instead he just shook his head. There was no point in lying to Beau after he had broken down earlier. "There was a fire outside a-and Baal put it out, but it…It did what you would e-expect."

Beau nodded in understanding, fiddling with the hem of his jacket as he looked towards Vien, studying him for a few moments. "Do you want to talk about it…or just eat brownies?" He asked gently, not very sure of what to say. Beau had never been quite good at helping others with their problems, but he was trying more than usual to help Vien.

"I wanna eat brownies. And m-maybe see if santa's got alcohol stashed somewhere," Vien mumbled before taking another bite of the brownie he had in his hand. He would rather not talk about his issues again

Vivian nodded. She laid herself out on the couch, sweating all over and panting.

"I wanna eat brownies. And m-maybe see if santa's got alcohol stashed somewhere," Vien mumbled before taking another bite of the brownie he had in his hand. He would rather not talk about his issues again

"I was going to bring some cigarettes, but they took them away from me before I got to this blasted place," Beau answered, leaning back into his chair as he looked towards Vien, tilting his head to the side as he thought. There could be some alcohol, but he doubted the old man had any.

Cammie turned on some fans. "You need anything?" She asked in concern. Vivian looked exhausted. Well she did fly like 22 miles.

(Hey people!)

(Heeeyeeeee :D )

(and Baal's wandering around outside)

"Ugh, cigarettes w-would be lovely," Vien mumbled, finishing his brownie before reaching for a glass of milk. He took a few sips of it before reaching for a slice of cheesecake

(Nice to know you find it wonderful :)
Take it away, Laffette)

"I… I don't think so…" she said faintly. "I just want to sleep it off."