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RYAN · Michael · Taylor

(Ðøи'ŧ єαŧ ŧħє ƒίsħ.)

A trick? Of, he wished it was just a trick. Unfortunately, things weren't quite so simple. Ryan's face darkened slightly, his short temper getting a hold of him. Of course, considering that the other had no idea what was going on, it was quite understandable of him to mistake Ray's idiotic question for a joke of some sort and he knew it, but, goddammit, it was just so frustrating to get laughed at when he was sincerely trying to learn anything! He took a calming breath, registering another male approaching out of the corner of his eye. Great. Another one. This guy probably had no idea whatsoever what's happened either. Ryan studied his features for a moment, before deciding that no, this probably wasn't someone he knew well. There was some recognition, true, but this time it was very faint and he couldn't connect it to absolutely anything.

"Not so well, actually, but thanks for asking." He replied to the question dryly. "After a certain, ah, accident." Ray didn't like even thinking, much less talking or even merely mentioning the car crash. He never asked about exact details, but knew that he was the one driving that night and it was enough to make him feel partially guilty. Instead of wallowing, he resolved to be more careful while Jessica or someone of equal importance, himself not included, was in the car. Still, it didn't mean that he felt completely at ease with what's happened. "We—me and my sister, I mean—don't remember things." He raised his head slightly to look the first visitor in the eye. Damn, he hated having to look up to make eye-contact. It completely ruined any attempt at intimidation. Much to his annoyance, being of rather average height, although only sporadically, it still occurred more often than he would have preferred. "I was serious when I asked who you were, you know." He shifted against the door frame. "It wasn't exactly supposed to come out the way it did, though." It was probably the closest to an apology one could expect from him. He hoped the other knew him well enough to appreciate it. And if he didn't? Well, it was his own damn problem. It's not like he's really done something wrong, anyway, and if it were a stranger, he wouldn't bother with saying *anything*. "So I would really appreciate it if you introduced yourselves, or something." He supplied helpfully, in case they hadn't managed to figure it out on their own yet.
 
     
 
JESSICA NICOLE TAYLOR
Loud. Crazy. Random.



Jessi smiled at her brother as he passed and continued to eat her waffles. She heard someone at the door but figured Ray would get it. Soon enough, he did. Jessi heard a male's voice come from outside the door and then heard another. Two guys were here? What did they want? Jessi thought bit nobody came to mind. The girl hated how she couldn't remember things. It bugged the crap out of her. Jessi ate the rest of her waffles and put her syrup covered plate in the sink along with her fork. Jessi was coming quite bored with Spongebob. She had already seen the episode about five times now. Jessi sat back on the couch thinking. Maybe she should go see who was at the door. Maybe it was people she might actually remember. That wasn't a very likely possibility. Jessica skipped to the door and stood next to her brother's side with a smile on her face.

"Who is at the door, Ray?" The girl faced her brother and then turned to the other two males. She smiled. Jessi's smiled never falter, though she was frustrated. who were these people? Jessi didn't remember them at all. What could they want with her and her brother. "Um. Hello. Who might you two be?" Jessi's voice was soft but filled with curiosity. Jessi really wanted to know why these people were at her door. Jessi had heard her brother explain things, so maybe once she got a name she would remember a bit more. Once again, though, not very likely. Jessi had barely remember her parents. Why would she remember these two fellows? Jessi's smiled did turn into a slight frown for about two seconds, then returned again.
     
Maximilian Phineas Heartloom

But please call me Max



Max was watching a rather dark look grow on ray’s face. He didn’t understand why it came across the other’s face, unless… The brunette was ready to bang his hand against the wall, he had heard the rumours and somehow he had forgotten to take heed when the door opened. He was starting to think that turning do the scholarship was a bad idea. If he actually went to college maybe he could fill his brain with common sense seeing as he was lacking in it. Hearing Kelly’s voice before he felt the tap on his back, he was rather comforted to have the other male there. Glancing at his friend he bit his lip a looked from his then back to Ray.

Then Ray starting talking and everything started going down hill inside Max’s head. He had turned rather pale as he tried to put things together. So Rasy didn’t say what the accident was but it had to be something big for both he and his sister to not remember things. He stopped himself from gripping onto Kelly’s arm. It was all to much for him to take in at the moment and when Ray looked him in the eye which he guessed wasn’t hard as he stood at 6’2” and was looking down at the time. When the statement was directed at him he couldn’t help but feel a small knife of guilt cut into him. He guessed that was what he got for not paying attention. And the other was in a way apologising, Max knew that and couldn’t but have at small grin at that. Clearly some things didn’t change. Just as he was about to introduce himself and Kelly, Jessi showed up just as bright and as happy as the few times he had seen her. He hadn’t really talked to her as much as his mate had but he wouldn’t forget her happy face easily. When Jessi asked for an introduction, or in his mind re-introduction he nodded. “I’m Max and the fellow beside me is Kelly.” It wasn’t the best introduction he could have done but he was still slightly shocked.
 
     
 
KELLY O ` S H E A
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picture credit to rakan_dubai @ deviantart.com



&&&& Kelly instinctively shrunk a little bit as Ray stared him down, the bag of apples clutched tightly in his fist. It was a calculating look, and he worried a little bit. Was this the finally a warning? Stay away from my sister? But then Ray ignored him to look at Max again. He frowned, and his brow furrowed as the older boy began to talk. Accident? What- he swallowed hard. Something had happened. Something had definitely happened. What the f**k had happened? Then his face fell. How much more vague could you be? Couldn't remember things? What kinds of things? Directions? Places? People's names? It couldn't be people themselves! Who forgot people? Except, that, well, they had. Or at least Ray had. Kelly couldn't help but hope that maybe Jessi would remember him. And then she was there. And then she didn't.

She was just as he remembered, everlasting smile, long dark hair, but... There were definitely some fading bruises there. His voice got lodged in his throat. How could she forget him? But... His mouth fell open a little bit, but he couldn't say anything. That was why Max had to answer for him. This is Kelly. At least someone remembered who he was. He sighed internally. He couldn't be bitter about this. It was an accident, for s**t's sake. He gathered up his courage and gave Jessi a faltering smile.
"I um... I'm Kelly O`Shea." he repeated. Duh, his mind scolded. He swallowed again. "We uh, met last summer." And a little more, he thought with a sigh. "What happened?" he asked, turning to Ray again, feeling utterly hopeless.

[[What an utterly crap post. I'm sorry.]]
     
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will be around less;
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RYAN · Michael · Taylor

(Ðøи'ŧ єαŧ ŧħє ƒίsħ.)

"Max. Kelly." Ryan repeated, trying the words experimentally. He felt like an idiot—or a small child that's just started exploring the world for the first time—doing it, but he couldn't help it. He was learning everything anew, sometimes remembering, sometimes creating new memories. Jessica's presence, at least, comforted him a little. They were in this together, and, no matter what other people said, only she could truly understand what he was going through, because her situation was exactly the same. Her sudden appearance, all smiles and politeness, made the corners of his own mouth turn up a little. She was his shining sun, the light that he wanted to protect and keep shining at all costs. Most of all, she was his little sister, and, really, that's all he ever needed.

And that was exactly the reason why Kelly's reaction at seeing Jessica made his eyes narrow, protective instincts screaming in alarm. The way he stammered around her- the way his mouth hung open- the way he looked at her. Ryan was almost ready to bare his teeth and start growling, but then the rational part of his mind finally stomped it's foot down. 'He's just looking at her. Calm down. She's a pretty girl. No wonder he's looking.' He told himself firmly. It made him wonder why, in that case, Max wasn't doing the same, but he let that though die before it developed any further. 'Just look at her. She doesn't remember them, anyway. *At all*. He's not important. She would have remembered if he was.' He added and, for the time being, that satisfied him. He resolved to keep an eye on the two. If something went wrong—and in Ryan's dictionary, 'wrong' in this case had a multitude of very different meanings—he would step in and put an end to this- relationship before it managed to develop any further. Jessica was his little sister and before Ray allowed anyone to as much as lay a finger on he, that anyone would have a hart time trying to prove themselves.

As the accident was still a sore spot, Kelly's question made him tense. He sent the other a dark glare, intensified by the fact that he hasn't yet entirely shaken off his previous musings. "I'm going to change." He hissed at the trio in a way that vaguely resembling an angry cat, turned around and stalked off. So what if it was directed at him? Jessica could answer the question as well. Or tell them to go away. Whatever. He needed a cigarette.

And his toothbrush.
 
     
 
OhOhSee;; Hello? Anybody?
     
[[OOC; Dunno =[ I'll PM them. Sorry for the wait.]]
 
     
trying not to fail french;
will be around less;
will try to keep up with roleplays.
don`t hold out for me.

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OhOhSee;; Thanks. I really wouldn't want this role-play to die, especially considering that it's the only one I'm in at the moment. >->
     
[[OOC;; Yeah, it's the first one I've posted in... Like a year, and I'd love to not have it fail.]]
 
     
trying not to fail french;
will be around less;
will try to keep up with roleplays.
don`t hold out for me.

4.5k
to do
 
Maximilian Phineas Heartloom

But please call me Max



Max gave Ryan a small smile of what intended to be encouragement as he heard his name and Kelly’s. It really didn’t bother him as to how it was said, he was just glad to hear his name coming from the other’s lips again. Not that he would admit it though. Beside there was something about the tone that made him wanted to say that everything would be alright. Seeing as he didn’t know he kept his mouth shut. It wasn’t like when he knew that he wouldn’t let the other drown last year. Very different in side his head now from then as well. Letting out a small sigh he let his arms cross across his chest. It made him feel slightly better. Raising an eyebrow as Ryan’s face lit up then darkened; he followed the gaze to his friend. Clearing the red head hadn’t gotten over his shyness around girls. As funny as he thought it was he was pretty sure that he would have to run for his life from the other two males if he burst into a fit of laughter.

His ears seemed to perk up as Kelly asked what happened. His was rather interested to find out and not play the appalling guessing game inside his head. He couldn’t call it anything else and wouldn’t want to tone it down. He had seen himself how terrifying accidents can be so he couldn’t help it. Glancing back over to Ryan he cloud almost swear he could see the hate vibes directed at Kelly. Letting out a small chuckle as Ryan dismissed himself, the tall brunette found that he couldn’t help himself. “I guess something don’t really change.” He muttered to himself, before straightening up. “Well Jessi, at the risk of being an echo what happened? You don’t have to say if you don’t want to.” He said feeling rather out of place. It wasn’t the most pleasant feeling he had, but there realty wasn’t much he could do.

     
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