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Stetson Schraeder

The King of Thieves



Bianca's outburst at Pan was interesting; very interesting indeed. Schraeder was very glad to know that Bianca felt the same way as he did about the way that their lives were determined.

Then she ran away and left them in the cafeteria. Before Schraeder could do anything, Sierra stepped up and stopped Pan from pursuing. Though she made no signs or even looked at him, he knew what she was doing. Besides, he wasn't going to stick around and be ignored by an upstart like Pan. Schraeder turned smoothly on his heel and breezed out of the cafeteria.

He found Bianca several minutes later, surrounded by animals. He couldn't help smiling; that was such a unique ability that she had. Schraeder didn't want to scare the animals, as it might upset Bianca more, so he spoke from the door he leaned against several yards away. "Room for one more?" he asked softly, smiling. If she didn't want him there, he was prepared to leave anyway. He didn't want to push her.

Stetson Schraeder

The King of Thieves



Schraeder made his way over slowly, trying not to disturb the animals, and sat down next to Bianca. He pulled at his pants a bit to sit more comfortably; slacks were not exactly ideal for sitting so low.

He rubbed the nearest cat's head lightly, pleased that it didn't pull away. At least the animals didn't judge him based on his title. "Yeah..." he murmured, then, "Yeah. She's really mad. I didn't mean to upset her like that, honestly, but I got carried away." He sighed and looked at Bianca for a moment. "I'm sorry if I made things weird back there, by the way. I know that must have been hard." He was referring to her finally speaking up for herself.

"I think it was really cool of you, though."

May I remind y’all, there is a post length standard of two full paragraphs (10 lines) for a post I want y’all to strive for a 4-6 par average, which isn’t that hard. I do not want y’all to EVER rush through a post, it takes me about an hour to write and edit the post, and I know that the time varies, but I want the absolute best quality on every single post y’all produce. Understand? I want quality, and I believe y’all can produce it, because honestly, I wouldn’t have accepted you if I believed you wouldn’t live up to the high standards.

Though, y’all are doing great so far. Remember, this is not a romance. And, there will be no relationships formed on the first day of RPing. Sorry, but from my experience romances tear apart a RP, at least when used improperly.

((If y’all have any comments on this, post ‘em in the OOC Chat. I only did so here so I knew everyone would read it. My post will hopefully come shortly. Though, it may come later this weekend, since I have things I have to deal with in my other RP and school work.))

Stetson Schraeder

The King of Thieves



Schraeder was surprised when Bianca informed him that she didn't find her own little tirade weird or difficult. It meant that she was growing a spine, something that he would be very glad of. It meant that she might be helpful in the future, when Schraeder wanted to break the mold...but it also meant that right now, she didn't want to be stuck in the role that was given to her - which meant Schraeder had a chance!

His glee was shattered, however, when he heard footsteps behind them and glanced back. That prissy Ayden was standing there, about to open his poofy trap and ruin the nice moment Schraeder was having with Bianca. That silly Prince. One day he would realize to whom he would be bowing, and it would be the King of Thieves.

Petting Eddie one final time and sending him off with a smile, Schraeder stood. He dusted his pants off slowly, then offered a hand and a wink to help Bianca stand as well. Ignoring Ayden and being charming with Bianca right in front of him? Oh, too perfect.

Once they were both up, Schraeder decided to deign Ayden with his attention. It wasn't difficult to figure out what the Prince was driving at; the air-headed bimbo probably couldn't think of anything himself that he hadn't seen in a movie or read in a magazine. But it would be poor tact to announce that he knew Ayden's plan, and Schraeder was nothing if not cordial.

"I can't speak for Bianca, but if she's all right with it then yes, I would love some time with her." He smiled at her again; for some reason he couldn't seem to stop smiling around her. "Would a movie suit you, Bianca?" he asked her, purposely cutting Ayden out again. If she agreed to go, then Ayden's presence would make little difference.

ooooooooooooo S i e r r a

oooooooooooooooooooooooooo V a n T a s s e l l

Well now. This...this was not what Sierra was expecting at all. Polly was supposed to stay angry and refuse to listen. It was in her character not to listen to a cold-hearted person, especially if said person was the enemy of her friend. But Polly did something out of the ordinary which now meant that Sierra had to think of something to talk about.

Well damn.

Sierra raised an eyebrow. "Nothing in common? Really? I think we have several things in common. For instance, we both hate being told what to do. We both hate having our lives determined for us and not having a choice in the matter. I think...you hate your role almost as much as I hate mine." she said sadly. She pushed her hair behind one ear. The vein was slowly disappearing and her emerald green eyes were returning to their dark green shade.

"To be honest,I wanted to talk to you because I was hoping to get to know you better." Suspicious? Highly so. Sierra doubted Polly would believe the sincerity in her statement. She continued on with her foolish hope that Polly might listen. "Though with your fiery personality, and the bias towards certain characters by other people, there was no way to really talk. Not unless I wanted to be insulted by all your friends." She looked a little frustrated as she started, "you never noticed that I never insulted you, did you? Or how I seemed to speak aloud about homework assignments when you were around? I wanted to help you, and maybe get closer to you, but well...any overt attempts of helping a goodie got the attention of the teachers." She looked back up at Polly.

"As for why I wanted to do get closer to you? I can honestly say that I respect you and wished to find out more about you. You behave in the manner that you choose disregarding the consequences and you are usually upbeat. You maintain good friendships and your loyalty is admirable. Perhaps the best way to phrase it is that I wanted to learn about you so that I could learn from you." Sierra once attempted to go to the school counselor for depression. All she got out of that one session was more insecurity and inner torment. She'd later found out that the counselor was there to maintain the teenagers' behaviors so that they best fit their role (the fact that Sierra tried to open up to someone meant that Sierra might be happier which did not fit the image of the Evil Queen). "I did not have a very happy childhood...had I the ability to redo my life, I would have probably been happiest in one like yours." It was subtle, but the envy was there. If the young lady were truly being honest, she wanted to be friends with Polly because then...then she might learn to let herself be happy. Polly might help her BE happy. No games, no manipulation; just simple friendship.

Not that she would ever EVER tell anyone this. As far as anyone knew (with the exception of Polly now), Sierra was proud and happy with the way her life was going and that was how she was going to keep it. They did not need to know how badly she wanted a friend. Not even Polly would know. "I trust that you won't speak of this to anyone. It would be greatly appreciated." She quirked a tired smile. "We may not have much in common when it comes to hobbies, but I would not mind attempting a friendship with you." She may not know anything about hiking or playing around, but that didn't mean she wouldn't try if given the chance. "And should you find that you need to talk or vent, I offer myself for the task. Time does not matter - it could be noon or midnight." If Polly even took the offer, she doubted that Pan would let her friends know about it. That was fine; a secret friendship was better than no friendship.

Then Sierra realized the time. "Ah, look at the time. Class is about to begin. If we leave now, you can run into Bianca and apologize for earlier. Shall we be off?" Sierra had a class with Bianca and Ayden in a few minutes. She'd be able to watch their interaction and also see how Ayden felt about Stetson's attentiveness towards Princess Perfect. She hoped that things would work out smoothly between everyone.

"Would a movie suit you, Bianca?"

Obviously, Ayden wasn’t the only one playing a game. Schraeder was good, but he wasn’t that good. There was nothing wrong with playing along with his game, there was no way he was going to let Bianca be with someone like Schraeder. Though, he listened carefully, trying to be respectful, and only let out one sigh, and rolled his eyes once, that was when Schraeder thought it best to cut Ayden out of the conversation.

"A movie sounds fun. There are a few out that I've been wanting to see."

Ayden frowned at her hesitant answer; she obviously wanted to say no. There was one thing he hated, and it was that Bianca never stood up for herself. For a moment, he was considering to call the whole thing off, since his guilt was soaking in. Yet, calling it off meant losing, and losing meant give Bianca and Schraeder some time alone; that was uncalled for, and was not going to happen, not until hell froze over.

After an awkward moment, Ayden held out his arm for Bianca to take it, so he could walk her to class. “Ready to go love?” He asked, adding the love just to irk Schraeder. Once she took his arm, he led her off, waiting until they were far enough where a certain a** couldn’t hear them.

“Sorry for not fighting for your honor earlier, I figured the last thing you needed was another person fighting in your name, seems Polly and Schraeder had that covered. You should speak up more often, that was beautiful.” He said, giving her a small smile. Hopefully, she wasn’t mad that he didn’t stand up and fight for her, but he agreed with her, everyone should stop trying to make her decisions for her.

Bianca VonStumph

Bianca had hesitantly walked over to Ayden and linked her arm with his. She cast an apologetic glance over her shoulder at Stetson as she felt his hand on her back.. "Yes, at dinner...if we're lucky, lunch!" She said with a smile. "Oh, and I'll try to have a productive day..though I usually do." She added with a slight blush. She slowly turned around to look where she was going, Ayden leading the way to their next class, which they shared with Sierra. They walked for a little while before Ayden spoke to her. It seemed as if he was waiting until they were out of earshot of Stetson, but he was probably just putting his thoughts together. She ended up blushing at his compliment. "Thanks, I've already been told that...well, something like that.." She informed him, her blush growing as she recalled Stetson's words from a few minutes ago.

Her mind thought on as they walked to class about earlier. What Ayden was talking about, the whole cafeteria thing. "Hmmm..." She mused aloud. "You know, I might have already had two people fighting in my name, but if you're supposed to be my Prince Charming....." She hesitated for a moment. Maybe it wasn't best to finish that thought. "You should have been one of them...." She said quite softly to herself, so much so that Ayden couldn't have possibly heard it unless his ear was at her mouth.

"Nevermind...shoot! We gotta run...we're almost late to class." She said with a bright smile, taking his hand and holding on tightly as she broke out into a run to get to their fairy tale history class. Basically it was them just reading and learning about all the different versions of their tale..







If stars don't align,
If it doesn't stop time,
If you cant see the sign,
Wait for it.
One hundred percent,
With every penny spent.
He'll be the one that,
Finishes your sentences.