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Posted: Mon Sep 09, 2013 6:52 pm
Javor was still mourning his bird when he heard a delicate gasp beside him and looked over to see a young woman who looked rather like a fish ( Marie). She was staring at him with wide, slightly bulbous eyes and an expression that was practically pleading for him to push her into the fire to join his bird in the afterlife. What a devoted young fish-woman. But he was unable to send her to lands beyond because before he could do so, a short hobo ( Izzy) ran up, stabbed his pet bird and yanked it out of the fire. "Ah...that is my--" Javor stopped and took a step back, a look of utter disgust swanning its way over his face. She smelled...horrific. Like dead frogs that had been soaked in rotten fish after spending a month wedged in a truck driver's armpits. Normally he might try to help the obviously destitute and disease ridden child. But, well, the odor sort of made him want to turn aside and vomit into the fire. And on top of that, she had stabbed his bird (even if it was already dead, and not technically his yet). "This...thing. We must purify it with fire." He took one step toward Izzy with every intent of throwing her on the fire. But that horrible smell drove him back once more and he looked at Marie flatly. "You do it."
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Posted: Thu Sep 12, 2013 12:31 am
 The red-headed bird assailant ( Javor) made eye contact with Marie for a brief moment before someone bounded up and proceeded to push their way passed them both. He? She? The seemingly homeless addition ( Izzy) to the trio observing the deceased thing cracking in the bonfire. Or at least it was in the bonfire. Now it was skewered on the sticks end as she little, lady, yes, she, hobo practically danced with bird. ' It's going to eat it... she's going to eat it...' The thought disturbed Marie shuddered and stepped back as the male spoke. Throw what into the fire? Who--- THE HOBO! What in the world? Nirvani's initial impression was... well rather unpleasant. She didn't wanna see the little formerly winged critter toasted to a crisp nor had she any interest in seeing round two go to this little homeless person who couldn't be much older than her brother Mathew. She was as a loss, but the smell of the little being did give her cause to mirror a retreat, another step back. She wasn't positive if it was the bird that added to the smell, making it horrific, or if the girl had been rooting around in trash and gutters all day. " Fire's only gonna make a lot of smoke and give off a funny smell," she quiped, glancing towards Javor. It wasn't as though she agreed with his instinctual casting of the hobo into fire plan, but the situation could use a light edge. " Fire's only gonna make a lot of smoke and give off another funny smell. Your bird already caught a few eyes." Addressing Izzy, Marie mustered a smile, avoiding the dead eyed stare of the well done fowl, " If you're hungry you certainly don't need to eat his pigeon." ooc || -is not fish faced-
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Posted: Thu Sep 12, 2013 7:27 am
Since none of his friends or classmates had showed up, Jeremy had struck up a conversation with River, mainly talking about sports, which was a good default for the two of them. His mother didn't really care much about the technical aspects of sports, things like rules or what the positions were called or even the proper names of the equipment -- she very often referred to "scoring baskets" in soccer, but to be fair, the goals did look a little like baskets set on their sides -- but she was better than nothing. They had begun to talk in short, enthusiastic sentences about a wrestling special they had caught on TV a day or two before, when Jeremy noticed two boys (Mathew and Markel) were talking very loudly next to them. Kind of distractingly loud, and that was saying something, because River wasn't exactly one for soft tones. Jeremy glanced at them a couple of times, and... was it just him, or where they looking at him? He wasn't really paying attention to what they were saying, but he got the distinct feeling that they were looking right at him, and it made him a little uncomfortable. River had fallen quiet, seemingly distracted by something going on over by the bonfire, so Jeremy was left more or less alone with these two kids. Were they trying to get his attention or something? Did he have something on his face? The taller kid looked to be around his age, while the other was obviously younger -- yet he was almost as tall as Jeremy. The redhead definitely didn't like that, so he couldn't just ignore them.
"Yeah?" he addressed them in a monosyllabic, teenage boy sort of way. He still wasn't entirely sure of what they were talking about, but he caught 'mines', and that was good enough. "Did you say mines?" Anything they had to say about the mines probably wasn't anything good, but he'd be lying if he said his interest hadn't been piqued.
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One moment, Rory was warming his hands, the next his attention had been jerked elsewhere. His ears had caught the word 'Usagi' and he had looked up involuntarily. Although he didn't know where it had come from, it didn't take long for him to notice the two Yoshiko sisters not that far away. Ahh, now it clicked. Feeling quite bashful, Rory shoved his hands back into his coat pockets and debated going over to say hello. He didn't want to intrude though, especially if she was with her family... Ah, there was Zelynity. Rory smiled and waved to his pink-haired friend, but still stood his ground. He kept glancing in Usagi and Mitsukai's direction, whether he liked it or not, following a nice pattern of fire-Usagi-fire-Usagi-fire-Usagi-feet-fire-Usagi-feet-fire and so on. The square was starting to fill up, and feeling like the event was less intimate with more people around, he walked over to Usagi and Mitsukai, missing Javor and the bird by just a moment.
"Happy New Year, you two," he greeted the two of them with a smile, his nose already growing pink now that he was away from the heat of the bonfire. He felt a little awkward greeting Usagi's sister too; they didn't really know each other that much, but she seemed pleasant enough. "I hope I'm not interrupting." When he spoke, he could see his breath. Somehow that made him feel even more ticklish. What was going on with him tonight?
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Posted: Thu Sep 12, 2013 11:24 pm
XXXXX Beatrice smiled and nodded at the woman as she began to talk. Oh, so she was new! That was exciting. It was good that Beatrice decided to introduce herself, not that she didn't love all of the people on the island... but some of them just should not be on the welcoming committee. A lot of people needed time to be able to work up to meeting some of the more... bold? Yes. Bold was a good word. It wasn't too offensive, but still a little off. At the mention of a sister, she took a second to look over in Elizabeth's direction and smiled at the little squirrel. Oh, he was just so cute! She was brought back to the conversation as Eliza started talking again. Beatrice couldn't help herself from releasing a bit of a chuckle at the way the woman spoke. She brought her hand to her face quickly to cover her mouth and her cheeks grew a slight shade of pink. "Oh, I'm so sorry. I wasn't really laughing at you. It's just you remind me a lot of my niece. Always to the point. It's quite refreshing." She nodded her head and brought her hand back down to a resting position. Oh goodness, that was almost very embarrassing. She couldn't just go around laughing at people! What kind of a welcoming committee was she?
With that little crisis blown over, she nodded again before speaking. "Yes, we do have a bar! They're having a celebration for New Year's right now, actually. That's where my brother is." She managed to contain the eye roll that she desperately wanted over the thought of Xeiro drinking again. She guessed she needed to just let him live his life. He was older than her. Not that he was really more mature. In fact, she was quite certain that she came out of the womb more mature than he had ever been. She turned to check the time on the clock tower. "It looks like you still have some time to make it there before the big countdown, if you'd like?" She punctuated with a smile. Keeping a smile on her face was always very important. That just made anyone feel happy!
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Michael, huh? How odd. She was just bumping into all of the good looking Michaels. It made Lyra a bit curious to know if there were anymore Michaels hiding around somewhere. Ah, his voice was rather refreshing. She liked a nice, older guy with a mature voice. She straightened up her stance and smiled. Oh, it was that much better that he was taller even with the addition of her heels. A girl sometimes needed to feel like a cute little thing when standing next to a man. She shook his hand, primarily to test the firmness. She normally would've ignored such a stupid formality, but all was fair when testing out a new play thing. It was stupid to just walk into a store and purchase the first coffee pot you saw, right? What if it didn't even have an automatic setting? You'd have to go back to the stone age and do it yourself. Point being, she needed to fully test out just how strong he felt. She'd be damned if she continued to waste her time on some pathetic weakling, no matter how nice his voice may be.
"Lyra," She stated as she dropped her hand back down to her side. She took a small step closer to him. "and may I say that it's very nice to meet you, Michael." She said in a much lower voice. It all had to be personal. It was common knowledge that men liked to feel like they were the only person in the world. Who was she to deprive her latest prey of this primal desire?
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Posted: Fri Sep 13, 2013 7:59 pm
Eva arrived at the square long before the bonfire was dying down. In fact, the crowd was somewhat underwelmin. Then again, Nirvani wasn't exactly a bit place. But he figured this was good way to meet some of the other residents, regardless. He'd been cooped up in his lab far too much lately, and he was kind of worried that Eve2 was turning psychotic on him. The promise of a Human assistant was definitely encouraging but he'd decided he needed further Human interaction. And thus, he decided to attend the bonfire. At the very least, he might get to have a conversation with someone he didn't build--not that Eve2 or Evan could hold a proper conversation anyway. Still, the fresh air was nice. Even if it was faintly tinged with smoke and...the acrid smell of burning feathers? Huh. Weird.
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Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 10:47 pm
  Mitsukai had begun to babble about other fun New Year's ideas when Rory showed up, "Happy New Year!" she greeted her sister's friend in return. "Happy New Year," the older sister greeted next. "I was just telling Usagi about some fun things we could do for New Year's next year, it's gonna be so much fun," Mitsukai began ramble again. She was going to repeat to Rory everything she had just told her sister until she realized that maybe it would be better if she left the two alone. Not that she minded in the least, that just meant that she could go off on her own and find other people to talk to! "Well, I have someone to meet over there," she pointed behind them, "I'll be going now! Have fun!" she waved and took off in the other direction. Yes, that was a perfectly smooth transition. Neither of them would expect a thing. It looked like it was time for her to go find a friend. She quickly singled out a man(Eva) standing alone and bounded up to him "Hello! Happy New Year!" This would have to do.
Usagi watched her sister leave before turning back around to her friend. "Sorry, about that," she looked away, biting her lip. "She's..." Usagi tried to think of a word to describe her younger sister, but gave up, seeing as how she couldn't properly define the girl in one word. She looked back to Rory, "Um, how are you..?" Even with Mitsukai making things a bit weird, it wasn't nearly as awkward as the dinner her and Rory had not too long ago. After that and the cave incident she felt like she was ready to face about anything. It wasn't like things could get much worse than that, and her and Rory seemed to be on pretty good, friendly terms again. "Oh, How was your Stocking Day?" c'mon Usagi, make some conversation!
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Posted: Sat Sep 14, 2013 11:45 pm
Eva hadn't been at the celebration long when an unfamiliar young woman bounced up to him, proclaiming it a happy new year. Which, really, Eva couldn't argue with that. He was just a little startled because he didn't know this girl at all (well, he didn't know anyone, so that wasn't a shock) and he wondered, for a moment, if she had mistaken him for someone else. But it didn't really matter. A greeting was a greeting, even if it was possibly meant for someone else. Besides, the atmosphere at the square was pretty festive and happy. She could just be attempting to be friendly as well--and that was a rather nice gesture. He had to repay it in kind, of course. Eva smiled at the young woman who'd approached him. "It certainly is," he agreed. "At least so far, anyway. Though i do hope it continues to be one. "I'm Evander Rosenthal. I don't think I caught your name?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 15, 2013 1:31 am
 Izzy gave a blank stare to the two, mainly aimed at the blonde girl. She was hungry, but apparently, being hungry meant that she shouldn’t eat this delicious-looking and probably disease-ridden pigeon. Fffff. As hot as this girl was, she was going to get some sass now. Finger snapping included. Fo’Sho. “Excuse me? Babe, listen, I know you’re blonde and all, but if you hadn’t noticed, I am starved, and unless you’re willing to make me a sandwich, then I’m eating this bird.” Yes, it was that sad moment where her roaring stomach mattered so much more than the chicks in front of her, but really, Izzy couldn’t help it! It was either the birds or the ladies, and quite frankly, at that point, it wouldn’t be that sort of eating for the chickas. Cannibalism might have been on her mind. Shhhh. The bird was the best bet without committing some criminal offense. Now, it was time for her to eat. Wait, how was she supposed to eat this? It was covered in feathers. Should… she just pluck them off? Yeah! That sounded awesome except for the fact that the fat bird was still smoking hot! Literally! Izzy waved the stick that had pierced through the bird around in the air in her attempt to cool it down, and…. noooooooooo! The pigeon corpse flew off the stick!
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Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 4:22 pm
Javor wasn't sure about this fish girl. She seemed a bit on the daft side--but hardly surprising when one considered her appearance. Her taste in clothing certainly left something to be desired. He half expected a rainbow pony to prance up and start talking to the dead pigeon, before wisking them all away to a magical rainbow land. Of course, that didn't happen because the poor pigeon was suddenly flung into the air by the garish hobo girl (boy?). Javor watched it with mild interest as it sailed through the sky on one last voyage, trailing a small stream of smoke behind it like a charred falling star. "Ah...it escaped." Now was about when someone ought to push the hobo into the fire. She'd stabbed his bird and then threw it. The poor thing. At least she didn't have to try to defile its corpse with her putrid, stinking hands. Though, she supposed that, in her defense, she had freed the poor thing for a final voyage. Perhaps he should thank her. Then push her into the fire.
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Posted: Mon Sep 16, 2013 5:56 pm
 The place had started filling up nicely, and that made Zelynity smile. It was always good to see the people out around town. However, it was a little disheartening to see that most people already had someone to talk to. Sure, she could go bust in on the Rory/Usagi parade (that she was inwardly squealing about once she looked back over and noticed he was actually trying). When looking around, she had also noticed a ...what was that? A bird? And a rather odd man chasing after it... For some reason, she wasn't really all that surprised to see something like that. It didn't seem like any event was ever complete without someone doing something strange. Though, she was worried about the girl that the bird had practically attacked. She also felt a bit saddened as she understood the pain of nature getting in the way of good artwork. At least it looked like there was artwork from happening over there. Rocky seemed to be interesting in investigating that side of the park, too. After reaching down to rub the doberman's head in hopes for some warmth, she started walking towards Angela.
As they got closer, Zelynity found that there had been some sort of art happening here, but now there was somewhat of a mess. "Hey, there!" She called to the woman before she got too close, feeling that the poor girl needed some sort of warning before Rocky made himself known. Sure enough, the dog had began sniffing the stranger happily as soon as he was in range. "Oh, Rocky. Calm down. I'm sorry about him." She attempted to tug him back and smiled down. "I saw the bird incident, I'm really sorry. It can be tough trying to work outside sometimes." She said before brushing her hair behind her ear and smiling. Oh, interactions were so awkward. Hopefully they could just have wonderful talks about paintings. Finding a fellow artist was always so fun! Even if she hadn't been painting as much as she liked anymore. She still liked the prospect of talking about it!
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Posted: Tue Sep 17, 2013 3:24 pm
“Pst. Give me your scarf, peon. I’m cold.” Amie whispered over to her brother, hands already groping for the scarf.
“No.” Alec immediately denied and batted the greedy hands away, but they kept coming back with vengeance.
In the end, it quickly escalated into a slap fight between the two siblings. That is until a voice cut right through the middle of their shenanigans. “Stop it.” Anneliese glowered at the two, instantly causing the two to have their hands snap straight to their sides. She couldn’t believe that Alfred had to get sick now of all times. He was the one who was supposed to take these brats out, but no, she had to be the one stuck babysitting now. “Get out of my sight before I throw you two into the fire.”
That was their cue. Scram. The two younger Dahls immediately scrambled to find someplace else they could argue, and said place ended up being behind a group of boys [Jeremy, Matthew, and Markel] Amie hissed out to the guys. “Shut up. Shut up. Shut up. Peasants, don’t you dare move from there, or else the ogre will ******** kill us.” In spite of his intimidation of ‘OHGAWDPEOPLE,’ Alec couldn’t help rolling his eyes at his sister’s exaggeration because her ridiculousness was just…. ugh. Of course, that earned him an angry jab to the gut by a pointy elbow and an unhealthy reminder to keep his exasperation to himself.
Anneliese narrowed her eyes at her stupid siblings before stalking off to plop down on an empty bench. That was right. She wanted no part with anyone, and that included the people with the weird hair colorings, homeless clown mayhem, or dogs. Especially dogs.
(( OOC: I’m just slowly adding in the others. Waiting on Coma’s arrival before much else. :] ))
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Posted: Wed Sep 18, 2013 1:41 am
  Zhi wasn't sure if she really bothered with this holiday before she married River, but she guessed the lack of memory spoke for itself. In any case, Zhi had been coming to New Years mostly as a result of River's enthusiasm about it, but, well, that was fine because Zhi was always fine to spend time with River. Even if she passed up the boring party hats that River had started to pass out because, oh, she loved River so much and she was seriously the coolest, but she really had some.. not-Zhi tastes sometimes. Or so she thought until she spotted the hot pink crown and realized that River had thought about her enough to pop that out without needing to ask beforehand. She suppressed a childish squeal as she snatched it up and slipped it onto her head, tying the string under her chin to keep it on.
“Thank you very much, River~” She sighed lovingly as Zhi did practically every hour of the day since having been in full romantic contact with River and glanced over at Jeremy briefly to watch him act in a way that was entirely like his mother but nota nearly as appealing. Zhi had the urge to take the hats off of his head before he went around others his own age because he was going to get ripped apart if he wasn't careful, even with the few peers he had in Sonata Town. But, her poor boy, he had already approached another group of creepy children with a severe lack of volume control, jeez.
“Oh, no, it looks like it is going to be just you and me now.” She said with a motion towards Jeremy while latching onto the shorter woman's arm, “I guess we're just going to have to mingle with the other couples here!” ..Except there weren't any. The town square didn't seem to have anyone that Zhi could show off her superior love with, except for maybe those two (Michael and Anna) over there.. But it looked like the man was being hit on by someone else and that may just be awkward. Then again, on the other side of the square, some man had murdered a pigeon and was fighting over the fried bird with some smelly bum. She looked back to River and pointed to the couple (Michael and Anna), “Those two seem nice! Let's go over there! Maybe we can have a double date with them if they're good enough.”
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The small child let out a giggle as his father ruffled his hair, following along well enough for the moment because the whole festival was a bit overwhelming at first. Sure, it was fun to run into crowds, but here? Where the monster man may be? Sani wasn't that stupid to leave just yet, not until his dad had okay-ed the place to be monster men free. Even better – there were skirts to flip! Sani's expression formed into one of glee as he bounded away from his father, no more coaxing needed to get the little guy to start heading right for-- AGH, AH, NO, NO, NO, NO, WHY DIDN'T DA SEE THAT, HOW COULD HE NOT SEE THAT?! Sani's feet stopped dead on the pavement, his hands flailing in an attempt to stop himself better or make himself more unnoticeable because the man was right there. Not just any man – the horrible man with the red hair that was probably responsible for all the sharp corners on any table ever. It took him a moment to register that the man wasn't really paying attention to him at all – in fact, his evil dark eyes were on another.. more skirty person.
He couldn't let the skirt (Marie) get hurt, so he snapped the elastic on his trousers and charged at the man (Javor)! ..Except a scorched pigeon corpse landed in his hair before he had a chance to reach his first target, throwing him off course to instead push the closest person (Izzy) into the bonfire instead, screaming because what was that in his hair, oh nonono. “Hot, hot, hot-!” He babbled as he smacked his head to try to push the dead thing out of his hair, but it seemed a leftover talon had tangled itself into a blue lock of hair, much to his dismay.
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Posted: Wed Sep 18, 2013 11:40 pm
River didn't snap out of her fire-induced daze until her wife addressed her and grabbed her arm. For a split second, she had forgotten that she hadn't come alone! Sometimes she could be so spacey~ She smiled up at Zhi, briefly wondering if it was comfortable to always cling to her arm like that, she was a couple inches taller, afterall, and she always wore those fancy shoes! "What other couples?" she laughed absentmindedly, not really taking Zhi that seriously -- what did mingling even mean anyway? Sounded strange, like running up to someone and tickling them before running off again. ...Actually, that sounded really fun. Still, she let Zhi hold onto her arm and scour the square for new couples to hit on, while she watched Jeremy and his new friends~ "What, found some?" she snapped back to earth and followed Zhi finger. She was pointing to a younger couple, kind of fancy-looking, but River Park was not the kind of person to let that discourage her! "Wow, that guy's tall! Wonder if he's taller than Alex? Hahah, they should have a tall-off. ...Okay, let's go," she said, about to go marching right over to Michael and Anna but stopped herself as she realized... who was the tall guy's wife? There were a couple of young looking women hanging around him, which one was she supposed to woo again?
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"Ah, bye," Rory managed to get out as Mitsukai left; before, he had simply been smiling and listening like a good conversation partner. Did he chase her away? He didn't mean to! After watching her walk off and fretting slightly, he turned back to Usagi just in time for her apology. "Oh, no, it's fine," he shook his head quickly. "I understand little sisters," he offered with a smile, though in reality, his own sister wasn't the most logical being around. "I'm fine, thanks. My Stocking Day was quiet... Typical bachelor things," he replied, quite unaware of his friend's distress. He rather liked New Year's, and just being out with everyone relaxed his mood. "What about you? Did you spend it with your family?" For a brief moment, he was a little jealous -- it must be nice to live on the same island as one's family, no holiday travel to worry about. "Can't believe it's almost a new year already. Do you have any resolutions?" Maybe it was a boring topic, but he was genuinely interested. "It's always nice to end a year with a little bit of contemplation," he added pleasantly.
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Posted: Thu Sep 19, 2013 7:19 pm
"Oh he's alright," Angela said, setting aside her ruined watercolor sketch, and brushing at her now wet jeans. When the large dog started sniffing at her legs, she reached down to let him inspect her hand before scratching behind his ears. "I imagine he smells my cat on me. Sorry lad," she told Rocky, leaning down. "But, sadly, Nico's not really a fan of dogs. Or, well, any other animals really. So it's nothing personal." She looked up at Zelinity and smiled slightly. "Well, I'll admit this is my first time being assaulted by a pigeon and...someone who was chasing it. But I met that fellow at the tomato festival and he's a bit touched in the head I think, so somehow I'm not surprised." Good lord, this woman was tall. She stood, just to keep from having to crane her neck to make eye-contact. "Anyway, apologies for not introducing myself. I'm Angela Tremaine," she said, holding her hand out. "It's a pleasure to meet you. Especially since you're not chasing a pigeon across my lap. Are you a bit of an artist yourself, then?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 22, 2013 12:44 am
αииα мαяιє ¢σя∂σνα-уσυиg   Anna found the crowd to be a real drag, none too exciting, no one that caught her attention that wasn't paired off with someone else. And her husband, Marie, and her two lovely boys had finally made their way to the square. She chuckled, though her eyes narrowed spitefully as a little girl ( Lyra) coo'd over Michael like Anna once did. ‘ Foolish girl, he wouldn't dare cross that bridge... again' The thought flickered through her mind as her glaze landed bitterly on Marie for the briefest moment. That's when another set of woman looking at her husband hit her attention. ‘ What in the name of the goddess?' Apparently before she made her way to the bar, she needed to make her way to him. Despite her current disdain for Michael, the man belonged to her. Tucking the little white furred Bap under her arm, Anna moved across the square and planted herself beside Michael. Her eyes flickered vacantly towards the blue haired kid but she offered a sly, knowing smile before purring at her husband, " Miss me yet?" OOC || Have a wierd Anna, placed near Michael for the Rivers biggrin Ohgoddess, ohgoooooodness. Marie stared still in a shocked disbelief of the situation as the hobo girl (girl?) insisted on her foul fowl. " Of COURSE I would buy you a san-" THE BIRD WENT FLYING! Well, with the help of an overzealous Izzy. She had enough time to look at the reanimated bird and around at their small gathering crowd before it landed in a newcomers hair. Ohdear... Hopefully Izzy would be fine with fending off Javor if he decided to make good on his threat of purifying the poor hobo with fire (if he could drag himself close enough) while Marie rushed to help remove the pigeon. As soon as she stepped away from her spot though, the boy( Sani) continued flaring forward and knocked Izzy into the flames himself!! WHY WAS EVERYONE BURNING?! Her long blonde hair flipped back and forth as she didn't know who to help. Luckily the decision was made when the bird fell from the boys head. HOBO GIRL! Marie's hands dove into the licking flame and latched around her wrists, pulling her back. In the process, her hands burned slightly, her sleeves and wrist band flower as well as the ends of her hair the wind threw foward singed. " Can we PLEASE get away from the FIRE!" she snapped, dragging the hobo a few feet with her. OOC || '-_- мαтнєωναℓєитιиє уσυиg  ' YES!' The boy( Jeremy) awknowledged the mines(and in this, them) and Mathew turned with a friendly smile towards him. " Yeah, mines. Bay here loves them, don't you Bay?" A cheesy grin plastered itself across the boys face. It wasn't his best approach at a new friendship, but it would do. " I like them, but I prefer the mountains. We live right at the base of them, and I've already staked out the base and about 20 yards up! I'm Mathew, by the way. And this Markel, but I call him Bay." He extended his hand to the boy confidently, eyes shifting in a questioning manner from him only when someone else popped up talking some weirdness. Two someones, a boy and a girl. Ah well, the more the merrier. Mathew loved crowds, 'sepcially of peers!! OOC || 3 down. I'm going!! Lol finally!
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