Tales of Mysery::Accepting & Just starting!Lots of openings!

[jules_]

Quinn Leon l 18 l Necromancer l Jamestown

"No need for formalities, the name's Quinn." she replied, holding out her hand for a handshake, palm tilted slightly to somewhat hide the sigils. Sure he would certainly feel them, but no need to freak him out beforehand, as she was sure he was a nice boy. "We're not from around here, I just wanted to ask if there are any nice places to go around here, you seem quite familiar with the place."

[Phantom Lilith]

The king

He smiles. "Can I call you Maddy then? I like the name. Maddeline. It's kind of eloquent." He sighed. "Why are you expect the silliest things of me? I am a professional after all. You know your death here would not be beneficial. Besides, I actually like you, Maddeline. In fact, I so wish we could be allies. But alas..." He trailed off with a sigh. "Oh and yes it is. We don't keep our nice carpets here. There are a lot of slobby businessmen who come through here."

ERIC

He took a moment of pause before he realized he should shake her hand. He wiped off the puzzled look on his face and quickly shook her hand. "It's very nice to meet you. I'm..." He paused, wondering if he should share his name. Of course, they couldn't recognize him from a first name. "I'm Eric. Who's this?" he asked, referring to Cole.

[KAZ2Y5WinchesterBaby]

:: Murphy MacManus :: 21 :: Single :: Shape-Shifter :: Rebel Camp

At his tent, Murph left the flaps open to let in some light. His little cot barley fit inside the tent and he barley fit in both. Managing to get comfortable he watched out the open flap in his tent and saw RJ walk past. Getting up from his cot he pocked his head out and watched her wonder into the woods. Looking back towards the fire he did not see Mrs. Grimm or any other high ups and figured RJ was going to spend the day hunting like he had planned. Adjusting himself he grabbed a large knife and twine and quietly followed RJ. Wanting to shift in order to make the hunt easier, Murph decided against it in case he needed the energy for later. While following RJ he could hear a slight humming and he smiled to himself. As quietly as he could he watched from a good distance as she stopped to watch a squirrel.

[jules_]

Quinn Leon l 18 l Necromancer l Jamestown

"Nice to meet you Eric." she replied politely, wondering if he didn't get out much. Who didn't know how to shake hands? "This is Christopher." Quinn added, gesturing to the boy standing behind her. The boy was very curious, with the hesitation to take her hand and the pause before he said his name. Maybe he was just shy around strangers, she had just sat down and started talking. It was the most reasonable explanation of his behavior.

[Birdsie]

19 | Empath | Christopher Storms| In Jamestown

Chris gave a curt nod to the boy, nothing more nothing less. He kept that blank expression on his face. For some reason he felt like he couldn't trust this kid. The way he watched them, the awkward vibes he was receiving from him. He looked over at Quinn, wondering why she wasn't catching it, or reacting to it. Maybe it was just an empath thing?

[Phantom Lilith]

::Rose Jane Tyler:: 16 :: Complicated :: Mesmer :: Rebel Camp ::
She watched carefully as the squirrel made it's way to the piece of dried fruit. It was the bait to catch whatever small, woodland creature would come across it. Surely enough, the squirrel was ensnared. The trap sprang to life as the squirrel stepped onto the trigger branch. The small, yet sturdy sapling it was tied to, snapped upward, carrying the string and squirrel along with it. RJ smiled in satisfaction. She retrieved her pocket knife and quickly dispatched the creature. She untied the squirrel's foot and dropped it into a bag. She then went about resetting the trap.

Reposting for later...

::King Jonathon Jackson:: 34 :: Open & Single :: Unknown :: Castle's private gathering room ::
He smiles. "Can I call you Maddy then? I like the name. Maddeline. It's kind of eloquent." He sighed. "Why are you expect the silliest things of me? I am a professional after all. You know your death here would not be beneficial. Besides, I actually like you, Maddeline. In fact, I so wish we could be allies. But alas..." He trailed off with a sigh. "Oh and yes it is. We don't keep our nice carpets here. There are a lot of slobby businessmen who come through here."

::Ericson Jonathon Lee Jackson: 16 :: Single :: Powerless :: Coffee Shop Jamestown ::
He took a moment of pause before he realized he should shake her hand. He wiped off the puzzled look on his face and quickly shook her hand. "It's very nice to meet you. I'm..." He paused, wondering if he should share his name. Of course, they couldn't recognize him from a first name. "I'm Eric. Who's this?" he asked, referring to Cole.

[center]::Ivory Ann Dark:: Nineteen :: Single :: Necromancer (with amnesia) :: Central Mysery
Ivory was silent when he finally dropped her hand. In fact, she was a little worried about being around the boy. People would be after him. Is that really what he had said? She wondered if maybe she had heard him wrong. She had a feeling she didn't though. "I'm looking for..." She wasn't sure she could explain why she was looking for it, but hopefully he wouldn't ask. "Well, I need to find some information about my family." That's normal for people to do, right? What did they call it? "I'm interested in..." She paused trying to find the word. "Genealogy. Yeah, the genealogy of my family." She smiled, hoping it would distract him from thinking she was strange.

[Phantom Lilith]

Hey!!! Everybody, just so you know, I have internet fixed/back lol

[Birdsie]

Sam, I think you have other characters to respond to.

[Phantom Lilith]

Oh fudge. Sorry! lol Brain Fart! Thanks for telling me lol

::Ericson Jonathon Lee Jackson: 16 :: Single :: Powerless :: Coffee Shop Jamestown ::
"It's nice to meet you too," he replied to the girl. He thought of saying something to Christopher, like hello though he thought better of it. He could feel the boy's stares burning his skin. His whole life, he was watched whenever around other people, but this time it was stranger. "Um," he paused, thinking of what to say, "How can I help you?" He wasn't sure what else to say. Most people wanted something from him when they usually talked to him, so he assumed.

Reposting for later...

::Rose Jane Tyler:: 16 :: Complicated :: Mesmer :: Rebel Camp ::
She watched carefully as the squirrel made it's way to the piece of dried fruit. It was the bait to catch whatever small, woodland creature would come across it. Surely enough, the squirrel was ensnared. The trap sprang to life as the squirrel stepped onto the trigger branch. The small, yet sturdy sapling it was tied to, snapped upward, carrying the string and squirrel along with it. RJ smiled in satisfaction. She retrieved her pocket knife and quickly dispatched the creature. She untied the squirrel's foot and dropped it into a bag. She then went about resetting the trap.

::King Jonathon Jackson:: 34 :: Open & Single :: Unknown :: Castle's private gathering room ::
He smiles. "Can I call you Maddy then? I like the name. Maddeline. It's kind of eloquent." He sighed. "Why are you expect the silliest things of me? I am a professional after all. You know your death here would not be beneficial. Besides, I actually like you, Maddeline. In fact, I so wish we could be allies. But alas..." He trailed off with a sigh. "Oh and yes it is. We don't keep our nice carpets here. There are a lot of slobby businessmen who come through here."

[center]::Ivory Ann Dark:: Nineteen :: Single :: Necromancer (with amnesia) :: Central Mysery
Ivory was silent when he finally dropped her hand. In fact, she was a little worried about being around the boy. People would be after him. Is that really what he had said? She wondered if maybe she had heard him wrong. She had a feeling she didn't though. "I'm looking for..." She wasn't sure she could explain why she was looking for it, but hopefully he wouldn't ask. "Well, I need to find some information about my family." That's normal for people to do, right? What did they call it? "I'm interested in..." She paused trying to find the word. "Genealogy. Yeah, the genealogy of my family." She smiled, hoping it would distract him from thinking she was strange.

[jules_]

Quinn Leon l 18 l Necromancer l Jamestown

"Just curious if you're from around here. Also, you were staring at us earlier." she said, glancing back at Christopher, not really sure why he was glaring at the kid. "It was kind of creepy, but I didn't know if you wanted to talk or something, so..." she added, trailing off and raising an eyebrow.