Peter Pan The Second Story (ROMANCE RP OPEN!)

[~Princess Arianna~]

(well shes been gone since she thought she failed peter in leading people out of the ship however that has been)

[winchester.]

Arabella

I grinned, "Lovely. So, how do you want to do this?" I asked him, wetting my lips. Straightening up, I stretched my arms above my head, letting out a sigh. Cracking my neck a little, I let my hands drop and I looked up at him.

[ Yeah I think thats only been a week or two. ]

[~Princess Arianna~]

(well shes still been missing)

[Dracowolf]

"Easiest way is to go with two of us having a family relation," Dereth replied, "Leviricus will beat me up before we go and you'll need to help me get up to the castle as I intend to look not only injured but fairly weak. If I'm going to lie about being a prison of Hook and used as black mail, I have to look the part."

((Well most of the group has been in the real world trying to help Peter.))

[winchester.]

Arabella

I nodded, looking at him. "Okay, I will help you. So, will just makeup work?" I asked him lightly, lightly moving towards him.

[Dracowolf]

"I suppose it could help," Dereth nodded, "you'll also need to back up my story when we're in there."

[winchester.]

Arabella

"Do you possibly have any makeup out here?" I asked him, walking over to the guy and touching his face. Turning it, inspecting it, I nodded. "We could do with it." I said certainly, pulling my hands and shoving them into my back pockets.

[Dracowolf]

"The store across the road should have some," Feral mentioned pulling out his wallet and holding it out, "Go get whatever you need."

[winchester.]

Arabella

I nodded and took out three twenties. Going down into the street, I pulled up my hood so nobody saw my face. Purchasing some fake blood, and severl other dark purple, white, brown-blue, and charchole colored pallets. Finally I bought a cheep t-shirt and removing hairspray. Blondes... Laughing to myself, I came back and gave back the eighteen dollars left. Immediatly I started ripping some spots in the shirt, and pitched it out to Dereth. "Change." I said. I took off the jacket and leaned went to the deck. LEaning my head over, I sprayed it thouroughly to create a dirty blonde look. Coming back in, I braided it to the side and waited. "Come on Dereth, your next." I mumbled, looking into a mirror and rubbing off pieces of the spray.

[Dracowolf]

Dereth changed his shirt keeping on his army pants, he walked over to Arabella, he wasn't sure how well this would go but he trusted her.