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

[Birdsie]

19 | Empath | Christopher Storms| In Jamestown

Chris smiled a genuine smile. "That must be nice, to live with family." He said looking at her coffee cup since he had no where else to look. "Can I come with you?" He winced at his own words. He hadn't meant for them to come out but they did, and he felt utterly stupid. Although it was true, he didn't want to push things on her, especially so soon and like that. It was a ridiculous idea, but he wanted a family. He wanted someone to understand him; accept him. He wanted the good life. "Please, forget what I said. How's the coffee..?"

[jules_]

Quinn Leon l 18 l Necromancer l Jamestown

"Ah, good. It's good, very good." She stuttered, feeling a bit of a shock after the sudden question. Still, she couldn't help but I wonder if it was a possibility. "Look, I know you said to forget it, but maybe you could ask. Being a member of our group does require a certain kind of skill-set, but we pick up strays all the time, so it's not impossible." Quinn suggested, returning to her fiddling with the spoon, "I can take you to meet them tomorrow, the worst they could do is say no."

(will not be able to post today)

[Ms. Grimm]

- Alright, time to get the plot from the previous RP up and running!

:: Ms. Grimm :: 15 :: Necromancer :: Single :: King's Castle

Annoyed that she was demanded by guards to report to the castle for a 'private meeting' with the King, the young blonde made her way up the narrow stone steps to the large double doors of the castle. "This had better be important, I have things to do." She mutters to herself, opening the doors. "I probably should be careful, this could be an assassination plan..." Looking around the empty throne room, Ms. Grimm huffs. "Hey, King! Where are you, you old hag?" She calls out, tapping her foot impatiently.

[subtle fox]

(sorry I haven't been on recently, I've got a lot of homework this week and won't be on until next weekend (I hope))

[Birdsie]

Oh, yay, the plot!
And that is quite alright, as long as you don't leave us fiveever. </3

19 | Empath | Christopher Storms| In Jamestown

Chris was very happy for a moment. He would love to actually live somewhere, even if that home moved often. He would be with people, the same people that would hopefully care for him. "What kind of skills?" He asked raising a brow. He tried not to get too excited. Besides the fact that he doesn't really have any skills, he could still not be accepted just because.

[jules_]

Quinn Leon l 18 l Necromancer l Jamestown

"Well, let's just say that here isn't the best place to be doing this, but do you have any experience in raising the dead?" she asked, dropping her voice at the last part, hoping to tune out any nosy eavesdroppers. "Ever heard of Enzi's Guild? Large nomadic group of necromancers?" Quinn added, hoping that would explain it a bit better. Although he wasn't so sure he'd want to join after that, as dead bodies were pretty creepy, and some of the others in her group kept a few around for unknown reasons. She just tried to avoid them the best she could.

[Birdsie]

19 | Empath | Christopher Storms| In Jamestown

A look of sheer confusion and dismay entered Chris's face. He wasn't sure if he should laugh or if he should be scared or what he should be feeling. This most certainly wasn't a joke, though. He had heard of the guild and of necromancer's; he'd read about them, though both topics didn't have much information, he knew they existed. "W-well, I don't tend to raise the dead often," He joked in a whisper. "I'm not a necromancer, i'm," he took a short pause before continuing. "Something else."

[jules_]

Quinn Leon l 18 l Necromancer l Jamestown

The look on his face was almost enough to make Quinn get up and run at that moment, she was more used to flight then fight, but what he said intrigued her. "Maybe you'd fit in then." she responded, "Although perhaps we should leave this conversation for another time." she added, glancing around at their fellow diners. "This isn't really the safest place to be talking about things like this."

[KAZ2Y5WinchesterBaby]

{Sorry I have not been posting. Our internet died as well as my car. All fixed now. May I get a recap for Murphy please}

[Birdsie]

[center]::Rose Jane Tyler:: 16 :: Complicated :: Mesmer :: Rebel Camp ::
"Oh," RJ said a little dumbfounded with his offer. She looked down at her empty bowl waiting down by her feet. "Oh no, no. I don't need any more food. I finished mine and I'm full," she partially lied. She wasn't truly full, because no one in the camp ever was. But she was fully satisfied and didn't feel she needed anymore food. RJ peaked over at her good friend Cas, noticing him looking over. She gave him a small wave and a light smile in greeting. She would have to remember to say hi later.

17 | Healer | Xylina | In the Rebel Camp



Xylina bit her lip, looking at the sandwich and the contents of her own bowl. She absolutely adored tomatoes, but she couldn't eat anymore, she should save it for someone else. But the fruit was so tempting. "Can we trade?" She asked in a small voice as she looked up at Murphy with big golden eyes. She noticed his eyes were bright blue a smiled a bit before realizing how rude she must have sounded asking to trade food like that. Looking down again, she mentally face-palmed. Stupid, stupid, stupid, she repeated the words over and over again in her head.

I think that was the last one. I'll get to posting Chris soon. I've been at the beach all day.