@Rvan group
(Timeskip?)
(Timeskip?)
Yeah //
After a while -an eternity- of flying, John was relieved when they made it to the western mountain. “We’ll be home before we know it,” John reassured himself under his breath before looking to Halo.
He took a deep breath as he looked around and sighed as he shook his head. "I hope so." he replies as he tries to calm himself down.
John was chewing on his lip when his feet connected to the ground. “So what first?” He asked as he wrung his hands. Hopefully it’d just be herbs to collect, hopefully just something simple.
He sighed softly. "Moon dew. It should be around here somewhere…" he mutters softly, scratching the back of his head.
John began wandering a little, paranoid that his eyes would miss something as he scanned the area. They needed to be quick, so they could get back to Alvor and they could all be safe and sound. Just hold on, Alvor… John prayed silently, but he knew their son was in good care. Everything will be okay.
I'm back, sorry about that.//
(You’re totally fine, I was busy the past couple days anyways :)
(SORRY AGAIN!! AHH Ap was kicking my ass.)
(No problem!!! My school is starting up tuesday (I also have an ap class) so I know I’ll be pretty busy too when the homework load starts coming in ooof. Take all the time you need, I’m in no rush :D )
(Thank you for understanding love. ^^)
(No problem, I’m also curious, what AP class is it?)
(AP literature)
(Oof, I’m going to be taking that one next year (I think))
(Also, going back to the rp, do we want to switch over to Alvor’s perspective for a little and develop a possible relationship for him?)
(Sure!)
(Before we get back to it I swear this is the last question, what’s Alvor’s sexuality?)
(He's pansexual)
(Cool cool, this new character is going to be genderfluid btw :)
Rowan sat on her hospital bed, looking up at the ceiling. It felt like there was nothing to do these days, she was just sitting there like a vegetable. Most others around her age had someone that they shared a room with, but Rowan got unlucky and she was put in a room by herself, her only company an empty bed. Rowan had gotten sick a couple of months ago, and no one knew what she had, which kept her stuck in the hospital for testing out medications and different herbs. It started in her left hand, which was filled with pain and she had a hard time moving her fingers. It kinda spread throughout her body, and sometimes, maybe once a month, certain organs malfunctioned for a minute or so, which caused quite a panic among her parents and other doctors. Rowan always hated it.
Alvor was taken into the hospital, fast asleep as he's carried in. His breathing was slow and unsteady, hitching at times or quickening. When he was placed in Rowan's room he groans softly and hacks up another flower. He opens his eyes groaning, as he did so. He looks around. "Dad… papa…?" He asks softly, eyes wide as he looks around, he coughed harshly and throwing up more. He curled into a ball, scared as he looked around his room. It was the first time he had been away from his parents.
(Also this is sort of what they look like, except without the piercing and younger looking)
Rowan perked up when they brought in someone about her age. She sat up, wincing at the slight pain as she did so. “Hey,” She called over, frowning a bit. She wondered what they had. It didn’t look good.
So cute!!//
Alvor looked up, brushing away the flower petals. "Hey." he mutters softly as he smiles a little at her. He coughed violently, hacking up a bushel of flowers. He brushed some hair from his face as his wings flutter a little bit in discomfort.
She stared a bit in confusion at the flowers. Is that… hanahaki disease? Rowan had never heard of anyone actually getting hanahaki disease before… It didn’t seem too good. “I’m Rowan,” She introduced herself, offering a small smile to the stranger. At least she had someone to keep her company.
He smiled a little bit, trying at least to be nice. "I'm Alvor." he asks softly and smiles warmly. "It's really nice to meet you, even if the situation is a little… well. Not at its best." He chuckles before coughing a little more. He ran a hand through his hair and sighed softly as he does so.
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