Semi-Literate+ RPers Club [DEAD;NEW LINK IN FIRST POST]

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Humans.
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It was the time when the mansion went silent; no crickets making their moonlight music, no people wandering the halls and making small talk to anyone else they say making their final rounds. The lights were out in the halls, the bright light of luminous orb in the night sky that made up the moon, casting long shadows through the windows. It was very peaceful. One could really rely on this time to just be alone and think. To apologize for anything they did wrong in a world where wrong was the new right. At least, that's what Jenny usually did. She wasn't really ever into sleeping. She liked to use the alone time as long as it lasted, and really wished the nights would never end. But this particular night, with the moon lighting her way, Jenny asended the hallways towards Isaac's  room. He had been stabbed in the gut with the arrow if a crossbow, one that belonged to a ruthless killer who joined the mob of people who hated those who ruled these areas. The people below him were clinging onto any hope they could pick out for their Prince's survival, but she knew it was slowly starting to dwindle every time someone saw a doctor run to his aide, accompanied by the King and Queen, the loving parents of this brave son of royalty. But, Jenny had only been down a few time since the chaotic event occurred. She didn't flinch, she didn't comment, she just stared at Isaac. Deep inside her gut, beneath the hope and concern, she had this sickening feeling she wished she could just push away, that this Kingdom's prince was going to meet his untimely end. 
Now, she stood in front of his door. She wanted to see how he was, the worry inside her was too great. She had never felt concerned for someone's health, it had always been just her. She only looked after her. It was probably because he was her Prince, and she felt loyal to him. That has to be it... She felt determined that it was true. 
Taking in a breath, Jenny entered the room, her bare feet silent against the floor with every careful step. If he was asleep, she did not want to wake him and bring him into the cruel reality that a deep slumber always took someone out of. 
Instead, when she rounded the corner to face his bed, she saw he had open eyes. Her ice blue eyes widened as at first she thought he was dead, being as pale and fragile as he was, but then she saw the rise and fall of his chest. He was breathing, which obviously ment life. She would have let out a sigh of relief if not for it would probably give her away. She didn't know what she was going to say, what she was going to do.
She was currently standing to the darker spot of his room, hiding out in the shadows. It helped she was in a long night gown that fell to her ankles in all it's black fabric.
Of course, if Jenny wanted to inspect the health of her leader, then she would have to go to side of the bed, which was washed in moonlight. 
"How are you feeling?" She asked with a blank tone, smothering all the concern that tried to taint her voice. She stepped out from her make-shift hiding spot, and walked hesitantly over to his bed side. She didn't know if he wanted her in here or not. For Jenny, she would have preferred to be left alone. She hated when someone saw her looking weak, even if was by the force of the enemies' weapon. She knew the answer was not going to be good, it was obvious, but she couldn't help but ask. It was like an instinct of hope, as if she had to ask the question, wishing the answer she knew all too well would be wrong. He would be getting better. But Jenny knew otherwise. 
"I'm not doing so well." His voice was quiet, no more then a whisper. 
Jenny kneeled down by his bedside, trying to get rid of the tears that warmed the back of her eyes. She was not going to cry, she wasn't going to show the Prince that she had the smallest of hope in his survival, even if she had prided herself in the way she was a realist who never gave false hope. In this case, false hope was the only thing keeping the Prince from falling into a deep hole of depression and deadly thoughts.
"You want water?" She quickly asked, not wanting any silences while talking to him. She would not let this night draw on in silence for him. 
"No thank you." He stared up at the ceiling, a strangely content and curious expression on his face. "Am I going to die?" He asked, his voice sounding far away. This brought those un wanted tears to her eyes, the waters of sadness just clinging onto her eyelids.
"No, no you're not going to die. Not here not now." She almost snapped her answer, the confidence and reassurance in her voice almost making her sound angry. Isaac was a Prince, he was supposed to fill the kingdom with pride and bravery, he wasn't supposed to give into any sadness or pain. 
He turned his head and his aquatic eyes stared into her own,  while he laid out a feeble hand. "Are you sure?" He whispered, a tear of his own falling down his cheek. 
"Prince, I am positive. You can't die, you won't die. Not now, not tonight, not tomorrow night." She gripped his hand with her smaller one. "You're loved by this kingdom, they believe you're going to survive. I believe you're going to make it through this." She gave him a hopefully determined smile. 
"Thank you. You know, I..." His voice trailed off into a tired mumble. 
"Prince!" She almost let out a cry for help, if her tears had not gotten the better of her. They fell down her face, shimmering like the stars that littered the night sky. This had better not been it. She refused to let him go.
His eyes were slits, but they continued to look at her, but Jenny had closed her own. She didn't want to see the life drain from his face. 
Then, she felt a hand run along the side of her face, a finger pushing away her tears from her closed eyes. "You know, I love you." And his words were a breath taking sound that stopped Jenny's heart. Why had she not seen this coming? She reflected back on the days when they had been at each other's side when needed, in spite of her being a simple servant, barely anymore then a slave for the kingdom. And now she realized it was never loyalty that she had felt draw her to his chambers in the middle of the night, it was the fact she, too, loved him. It was the fact that she regretted not telling him when she could, not spilling her feelings and putting her heart on her sleeve. 
And, he loved her too.
She smiled brighter then she had ever had in her life. "I love you, too." She whispered, obviously too shocked to make any attempt at a more defined voice if happiness. The worry of him passing away whilst asleep had dispersed into the air that had once been thick with death and lost faith. 
To complete the the moment, Jenny leaned forward with a compelling desire  to kiss him. Isn't that what happened in these moments? While wondering through the market, Jenny had seen love, and she had often felt jealous of those men and women who stared at each other with the most loving gazes, and she had never thought it would happen to her.
So, she kissed him, her eyelids covering her eyes and the tears that had once been carriers of despair and sadness were now falling out of pure joy. He couldn't die now, it wouldn't be right. And for Jenny, she would worry about any signs of Isaac suddenly knocking on death's door later. 
The moonlight that covered the bed in light seemed to be favouring the two in a romantic embrace, giving Jenny a small sense of hope that everything was going to be okay. 

[That's it, I'm never watching another movie with my mother. Ever. Again.

Sorry it kinda rambles and changes a bit.]
Any semi-lit/lit RPs you have:
None at the moment.

[tide.]

@Freakishlyesterday:

Heh. . . I just kind of flooded you guys with a massive post. There's still more to write, though xD

[ωιитєяfℓу]

Welcome to Hell It's now open, limited spaces available.

How many spaces should there be?

[tide.]

Welcome to Hell It's now open, limited spaces available.

How many spaces should there be?

I'm telling you, ten is a good number ;D

[ωιитєяfℓу]

Okay then, adding that now. XD

[Temperance.]

lolz, I haven't had a good chance to use Vladimir as a vampire in like...forever! Oh happy day <3

[ωιитєяfℓу]

Okay, anyone who expressed an interest in my RP now have a spot reserved for them.

[tide.]

Heh heh heh. . . I'm staring at my post on freakishlyesterday;'s R.P. and I'm wondering how the heck I managed to get all those words out of myself and still have more to write o_o

Argh, I can't wait for your R.P. to start, UC ^^

[kimmy1479]

Does anyone here mind if me and some freinds who are starting a 4 way RP post and talk about it here? We where trying to do it over PM, but it didn't work out so well.

[Tatterdemalion]

It might work better if you made your own thread. But that's just my two cents.