[BATT] Who are you again? [ZarixKursh] Special guest Chi

[LordPocky]

With a special guest appearance by popular demand!!!!
 

[LordPocky]

Where was she? It felt like they'd planned to meet forever ago. He grinned faintly at the thought, he'd been rather sad about losing all his dried herbs for tea, but as an excuse for a date with Chaira he certainly wouldn't complain. Well....a date in his mind....and probably hers.....ugh, he really needed to pester that out of her. She was probably the most--well...second most stubborn troll on the planet. It really was a wonder how he always seemed to get himself situatated with such stubborn women

They'd only agreed to meet a five minute walk from Zariah's old hive (Well...Kei's) as it was simply the easiest landmark to go by....but he still kept clear of the hive. He was a rebel....the heat was still on. And yet Chiara still seemed intent on spending foolish amounts of time with him....not that he would complain. Zariah tugged the scarf tighter around his neck, opting once again for his bloodfest disguise. It wasn't likely he would meet any other trolls....but to be safe it was a better idea, he knew, to wear a different symbol and unusual clothing...at least by his standards. If only he could do something about his damned face that looked so much like his twin. No one ever recognized him as himself...merely as her look-alike.

Green Minuet

Micillia

 

[Micillia]

Chiara moseyed her way over to the meeting spot, generally taking her time. She liked making Zariah wait, if she wasn't impatient for information she would have hid in the bushes and watched him, seeing how long he would wait then "arriving" at the last minute. The blueblood wasn't ashamed to play tricks like these or hide in bushes, that's what being blue was all about. High enough to get away with crap, low enough that actual highbloods didn't give a muscle-beast excrement. Chiara grinned as she saw the orangeblood waiting for her. "Hey Zariah." Chiara said, refusing to use his silly rebel name. "Were you waiting here for little ol me?" The blueblood teased. "Well i got you a treat." Chiara pulled out the bag of tea brewing supplies. There were several pots of loose-leaf tea, a few overly embellished mugs, and a brewing pot to boot. "Must be tough living without all the fine things in life. Tho really this stuff is meh compared to that mixture you made a few sweeps ago."

Green Minuet

Micillia

LordPocky

I know this is uber late. BUT IM ON A POSTING ROLLLLL