Bring the light.[-Fantasy Romance Rp. OPEN-]

[Nightcrow98]

(Lets Start. Go ahead Ulquiorra.)

[Shuhei Hisagi]

Kai smiled, as he kissed her back softly. "How are you you tonight, My Sky?"

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Jenny walked along the beach smiling as the water touched her toes.

[Nightcrow98]

Lucan was walking down the small alleyway. He stopped at a bench and sat down. Looking up at the stars. He looked back down and pulled out his phone looking through his contacts wondering who to talk to. He called Jenny waiting as the phone rung.

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Jenny picked her phone form her pocket. "Hey, you!" She replied seeing the caller id.

[Nightcrow98]

"Hey. What are you up to?" He asked smiling at her energetic tone. He was bored and there wasn't much to do. Meeting up with someone would be ideal.

[Speak]

Sara was sitting on a roof reading a book

[garnet.]

Kai smiled, as he kissed her back softly. "How are you you tonight, My Sky?"

Sky smiler, still unable to believe that he had asked her out "much better now you're here"

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"Walking along the beach, same old, same old, you?" Jenny asked.

[Istalri]

Akalamora's dark indigo eyes glinted with a cobalt shimmer as she glanced lazily at Elfandior, who was flitting busily about the trees, collecting moss and berries.
"What are you doing, Elfandior?" Akalamora whispered in her trilling, musical voice, peals of bell-like notes rolling from her round, bronze lips.
"I'm making a salad," The light faerie hummed in reply, swirling the bits of green, cerulean, and scarlet around on his palm.
"That's not a proper salad," Akalamora smiled widely, her perfect, straight teeth blindingly white against the sparkle of Elfandior's glowing body.
"It is for a faerie," Elfandior piped up brightly, his innocent, squealing voice sounding like water.
"Shall we sing to the trees, Elfandior?" Akalamora's pleasant grin spread as her flawless, porcelain skin flushed slightly from the humidity in the thick forest.
"I'd like that very much." Elfandior gently drifted down next to Akalamora's dainty button nose, toying with her thick, platinum blonde hair.
"Wait," Akalamora lifted a long, graceful finger, her thrumming voice velvety soft. "I hear a voice on the beach," Her pointed, alert ears could capture the softest sound, and she rose to her feet, her loosely fitting tan tunic and light chocolate pants blending in with the sandy trunks of the trees.

Akalamora melted into the dappled shadows in the forest and glided silently to the shore, her sharp vision catching the eye of Jenny.