Paris,France romance RP{FULL}

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Adariel was up at 5:30 ready to go all he needed to do was take a shower, get dressed, pack toiletries, get Thero ready, and pack everything into his car... So maybe he's not ready. Adariel fed Thero before jumping into a shower. He packed everything he needed and brought them down stairs throwing them into the bed of his pickup. Thero jumped in the back as well and barked happily. Adariel locked his house and jumped into the drivers seat, pulling out and on the road. Once he got to the air port it was 7 and he had to take Thero to quarantine. Adariel finished all that and waited through the long security line, afterwards getting a coffee and sitting down at the gate with a deep sigh 'finally' he thought to himself.

[.kaytlin.]

(Katie is sitting in a area for 8 people and she is in one of them, if they could all sit there they could meet before the plane left.))

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Adariel looked around with a sigh, it was pretty empty. A sign caught his attention 'Paris France meat up.' Adariel rolled his eyes with a sigh, getting up with his shoulder strapped carry on. He stretched and cracked his knuckles as he walked over to where the sign was. There was a girl there so he sat across her with a little half wave and a smirk "I'm Adariel" he said. He motioned towards the sign "I signed up for this group thing" he said as a piece of his black hair fell in his face, he put his hand through his hair making it stay out of his face for a little bit.

[rellamy]

• Emmet F. Samuels •
tags : all

Remember on my twenty-first birthday...

The lyrics to Every Avenue's Tell Me I'm A Wreck started from his phone's alarm. He was woken harshly at the ungodly hour of six AM, gaze scanning his room to make sure that his suitcase and small rucksack were both packed. Check. Bathroom and shower? Not check, or whatever.
He ran a hand through his wild morning hair, yawned, and forced himself out of the bed. Emmet quickly showered, dried off, and brushed his teeth. He packed a few towels and washing flannels: a toothbrush, toothpaste, and some anti-spot creams. Then he shoved that into his large suitcase, and dressed into a baby blue button up shirt, black skinny jeans, grey converse, and a maroon cardigan with complimenting white hems and stripes where the buttons were. He buckled up his watch and belt, before slinging his rucksack over one shoulder and holding onto the mounted strap with one hand; Emmet wheeled his suitcase outside and waited for his taxi.

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The nineteen year old checked in, handed over his suitcase but kept his rucksack for the flight. He collected his boarding pass after he produced his passport and had that checked for legitimacy. Emmet proceeded to the seating area for his gate number, and jogged confidently over to the rest of the people who were travelling to Paris with him.
"I'm Emmet," he declared, exaggerating his American accent as he was insecure about his light Bristolian* one.

[ This is a little long, sorry.
* Bristol is a place in the South West of England, and the Bristolian accent is best shown here. ]

[kal]

M A J O R I E <3

feeling; shyish
tags; meeting up, katie, emmet, adariel

Majorie arrived at the airport and saw a sign that said "Paris Meet Up" She walked over but sat a little ways away from everyone else. She shut everyone else out and read her book, "Paper Towns".

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Adariel glanced over as another girl sat down. He offered her a gently smile and then stuck his ear phones in. Adariel thought it would be a good time to down load some ITunes for the flight. He went through what he had and then found some more. Once he was done Adariel slouched in his chair and leaned his head back as This is Gospel by Panic! at the Disco rang in his ears.

[Nawratus]

Devon had already been up for the past two hours now, she was already to go. Her suitcase was packed, and everything. Before she could do anything else, she ran out of her apartment building, and ran towards the airport. Luckily, her apartment was close to the airport. When she entered, she got her ticket, and ran to the place she was supposed to be. She ahd already pt her suitcase where it was supposed to be before entering the plane.
Devon looked around, seeing the "Paris Meet up" sign, a frown spreading across her face. She sat next to some girl that was part of this event too. The girl looked around before looking down at her shoes. She just sighed, and kept mute, wanting to be alone, but wanting someone to talk to her at the same time. Devon looked up at all the other kids, studying them. The guy, Adariel, she thought his name was looked like a quiet person, and the two girls looked pretty quiet as well. Maybe they were like her. Wait, nobody was as critical as Devon Spyfield, so no, probably not. Before doing anything else, Devon got up, and sat right next to the guy, Adariel. She tapped his shoulder, a small smile on her face, well, it was a forced one. Maybe this was a great time to socialize?

[~MakeBelieve~]

tName;;Paige Esenger
Age;;21
With;;-
Mood;;Excited

Paige pulled her red Sol Republic headphones out of her messenger bag putting them over her head and turned on her music smiling a bit to herself as Introduction to Outselling a Salesman by Set It Off starts playing. It wasn't one of Paige's favorite songs but it was by one of her favorite bands and she'd found that she almost couldn't hate any of the songs they wrote just because the lyrical content was always beautiful to her, especially in the past couple of years they'd been writing.

Name;;Joe Kirkland
Age;;20
With;;-
Mood;;Excited

Joe by now wasn't breathing heavily anymore and was thankful because he had started to feel a bit lightheaded since he'd forgotten to eat breakfast in his rush to make it to the gate in time. Joe looked up taking in the other people who were at the gate with him. They seemed like a nice bunch though most of them seemed pretty shy or not very talkative at least,
'This could turn out to be a very quiet trip.' he thought to himself though didn't exactly mind that. Joe liked the quiet sometimes but at the same time silence scared him, it all sort of depended upon the situation and why it was silent.

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Adariel jumped a little not seeing the girl next to him. He looked over and smiled, taking out one of his ear phones "hello" he said. Adariel yawned and covered his mouth with his hand "sorry, waking up at the crack of dawn is not my favorite thing to do" he chuckled looking over at her. "I'm Adariel by the way" he said with a genuine smile, his white teeth peaking through his lips.

(Sorry, I'm trying to get used to writing a paragraph... Some times I just spit out a bunch of nonsense)

[rellamy]

• Emmet F. Samuels •
tags : all

Emmet didn't want their trip to Paris to be full with reading and listening to music, so he spoke as loudly as he could without drawing too much attention from everybody else in the waiting bay.
"Oi! This trip is supposed to be a month long, and it would help if we got to know each other!" he exclaimed, growing impatient as everybody just started doing their own thing. "Sorry-I-just-really-don't-want-this-to-be-a-great-disappointment," he mumbled quietly, cheeks flaring as he noticed the glares of some other passengers waiting to board the flight to Paris.