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"Fine," Sam said, sighing. "But you two keep the collars- wow, that sounds kinky,"
"Fine," Sam said, sighing. "But you two keep the collars- wow, that sounds kinky,"
“Getting dominant, hmm?” She laughed, sitting down onto the ground.
"M'kay. Fine with me. When are you going to start annoying me by flirting?" Isaiah asked trying to change the subject.
"Oh, so you want me to?" Sam laughed, chucking his chin up slightly. (lmao, sam's a shortass, imagine them standing on tiptoe to do so. no wait but they're wearing combat wedges, so…idk. mostly for the purpose of looking tall)
(XD)
"If you wish," Isaiah said simply.
^discreetly stopes onto stool^
“Okayyy,” Ceri announced loudly. “I’m going to interrupt your flirting and ask you to answer my question now.”
"What's your question?" Isaiah asked wrapping his arm around Sam.
Sam shoved him off playfully, blowing harmless white-gray smoke in his eyes. "Leave, you sod, we're not even boyfriend and girlfriend!"
Not yet, Isaiah thought towards Sam. "Fine, whatever."
"Wait, or personfriend and… boyfriend? You identify as a guy, I'm guessing?" Sam asked, looking towards Isaiah, head cocked in a playful manner.
"Yeah," Isaiah turned to face Ceri. "What was your question?"
“If anyone knew how I got these powers,” she gestured with her hand, whipping it through the air and leaving a small crack on the ground from where she hit it.
"I can't help ya with that. Sorry," Isaiah shot a glare at Sam, who looked kinda interested in having a boyfriend.
(I had to put that there.)
//I ship it
(Same!)
Sam sighed. "Yeah. Let me guess: the three of you in this room have either been a gang member at one point, used to have HIV/AIDS, been in desperate situations, or have had cancer,"
(first time one of my characters has gotten shipped with someone… wonder what'll happen)
Isaiah raised his hand, "desperate situations. How the hell did you know that?"
(first time one of my characters has gotten shipped with someone… wonder what'll happen)
(I'm really good at creating ships… Happens in all the rp's I'm in.)
"I… made a deal. With an angel," Sam said quietly.
(wait so does, 'being cursed/blessed by a demon, count as desperate situations?)
(… i guess? maybe you were in a life-threatening situation, or would do anything for something, etc)
(Ahh! Ok.. Thanks!)
"I, for one, can believe that," Isaiah shrugged and dropped down to the floor. "Anyone else tired?"
"How did you get your powers?" Sam asked, curious.
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