Six Kingdoms (Frozen, Tangled, HTTYD, ROTG, HT,Brave) (Open)

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Nico Striker

Nico's smile lessened, "Is this some contest to see who can be more annoying? Because that's a game you'll lose, Miss." he mocked, then sighed, sheathing his rapier. "Keep it. You people are just no fun, really."

[Baelixx]

Kwinerva
She rolled her eyes. "Be more annoying? Yes, I am sure I would lose to you.", she said and tucked her hand back into her pocket. "And it isn't miss it is Kwinerva.", she said, looking at him.

[auryn.19]

"Well, you two have fun, I'll be just across the road if you need me." Runa smiled and yawned. "Goodnight." She said quietly and flew towards her own house.

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Nico Striker

Nico raised a brow, "Alright then. Hello, Kwinerva. Goodbye." he smirked, walking past her and lightheartedly attempting to throw the cloak over her face as he did so.

[Baelixx]

Kwinerva
She rolled her eyes and huffed as her cloak was flipped over her face. She pulled down the dark blue material and rolled her eyes, heading home. It had been a while since she had been home, she had been real busy..

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Nico Striker

Nico turned to glance back at the girl, his smile dissipating into a wistful frown. He was almost sad she was going now. Ah well, his old whimsical self piped up dismissively. Forget her. Off to make mischief and wreak havoc I go!

[Baelixx]

Kwinerva
She went to her cozy little cottage at the end of the road and smiled softly. She walked in and breathed in deeply. Home sweet home. No more work for at least a week, hopefully... She smiled and put some tea on the stove before making sure everything was in order...

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Nico Striker

Nico grinned. Technically, making mischief and wreaking havoc doesn't have to exclude her... he sprinted in the direction she had gone, in time to see her enter her cottage. Perfect, he smirked.

[Baelixx]

Kwinerva
She smiled softly and took her cup of tea, sipping at it as she read her book. She smiled softly. Relaxing. At home. Haaa. Happy Day. She smiled softly and kicked her boots off, un-clipping the clasp on her cloak, the mass of deep blue material falling off her shoulders.

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Nico Striker

Nico was on the cottage roof now, hanging upside down as he peered through the window; only his eyes could be visible through the glass pane. He rapped on the window lightly, then pulled up with incredible swiftness, chuckling under his breath at his own immaturity.