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

[subtle fox]

Trisa Kallen - age 18 - Rebel Camp - Shifter

Holding back an exasperated sigh Trisa had to shake her head. "Have you been into the forest before?" she asked, prepared for a definitive no. She couldn't see how someone living this close to it - She cut that thought off. She was going to enjoy this spring day, even if it meant following him. The weather was beautiful; bright sun, a brisk wind sending the few clouds that there were scudding across the sky and making the new leaves rustle on their branches. And perhaps it was a good thing that she was behind Cas, she thought suddenly, a spark of excitement going through her. She'd never actually seen a person before. Waiting until they were past the forest's borders and following the clearest path, Trisa shifted her blind eyes into those of a healthy, young cougar's. Immediately the world around her burst into colour - or, as much colour as a cougar could see - and movement. As a blind human with the strange gift she had that told her what was in the world around her she could 'see' movement. But compared to actually seeing it, it was more like feeling and hearing the movement when she was blind. Hiding a smile Trisa began to study her surroundings.

[Ms. Grimm]

Ms. Grimm :: 15 :: Single :: Necromancer :: King's Private Gathering Room

Turning to the older man, she raises an eyebrow in confusion and annoyance. "Wait, are you really telling me this now?When you could have said this, what, years ago when this all happened? It has taken you this long to realize that, hey, maybe this isn't a good thing for our kingdom right now." She huffs, crossing her arms as she turns to face him. "Now, what brought that thought up?"

[Paul Stamets]

((I apologize, but I have a lot of HW that i need to get finished before the 14th *Date that school starts* I'll be able to write up a bit, possibly finish my characters and do sparse RP, but not much. I'll be working hard to finish all my work until that date, and won't be on much until then.))

[jules_]

Quinn Leon l 18 l Necromancer l Jamestown

"That depends, do you like your food ashy and charred?" she asked, titling her head. He seemed to be enjoying the soup, which was good. If you wanted to make a good impression, appreciating the food was a good first step. "After you're done, I can introduce you to the leader of this fine establishment. They're very kind, I'm sure they won't have any qualms about you two joining us." Quinn added, standing to place her bowl an utensil in a water-filled tub. One of the younger ones would wash it later, kids were tasked with the simple chores, like cleaning, while the older teens and adults did the more strenuous things, such as hunting and repairs.

{ Since Phantom can't get on I'm just going to re-post this }

[Birdsie]

((My apologies, I've been super busy. Moving stuff from state to state. Two thousand mile trip there and back. xD Still haven't gotten everything out of the car, been cleaning to make space, etc, etc.
It's quite alright Tomato. Work definitely comes first. c:))

Seventeen : : Pifler : : Castiel Novak : : In Rebel Camp

Cas thought for a moment, on whether he tell her the truth or not. He gave a mental shrug; either way it didn't matter to him. "Only once." He replied, turning to look at her. He stared at her face for a moment, he felt like something had changed, but he didn't know what. He never really examined her face before, or her body for that matter. He stared for a moment longer, still wondering if something had suddenly changed. He turned his head back to the forest, wondering in which direction they should go.

Nineteen : : Empath : : Christopher Storms : : Jamestown

Chris laughed at her response, almost blowing soup chunks everywhere; though he contained himself. He wiped his mouth and looked up at Quinn with a half smile. "Sounds awesome, maybe I can cook." He gave them a wink before returning to his soup, which only had a few bites left.

[subtle fox]

Trisa Kallen - age 18 - Rebel Camp - Shifter

A stream of curses threatened to spill out of her mouth when Cas had looked back at her. How could she have been so stupid? She was lucky he hadn't actually realized that she was seeing the world around her. But she knew there was a small, traitorous part of her that had wanted him to notice. For someone, anyone, to notice that she was able to not only shift into her full animal form with ease, but also shift exact, delicate parts, like her eyes, well before she should have that much control. The grand total of seven years was all the time she'd had to develop her power. She had decided four years ago, the first time she'd fully shifted into a cougar, that it must be her blindness that caused her power to compensate.

The one thing she was certainly glad for, though, was the fact that her blindness didn't translate into her cougar form, mostly because it stopped her from walking into Castiel's back as he paused. "I see," she replied absent-mindedly, many moments off the mark. "You know, if you go right, there's a nice clearing that is supposed to be good for herbs. You could pick some, if you know any." She herself only knew them by touch and smell, and the clearing, large as it was, was home to a good number of tiny rodents who left their near-undetectable holes perfect for a blind girl to trip over.

[Phantom Lilith]

::Erickson Jonathon Lee Jackson: 16 :: Single :: Powerless :: Coffee Shop Jamestown ::
Eric laughs quietly at her food jokes. He had never tasted charred food before. And he was pretty sure that 'flame-broiled' was not the same thing. Eric took the last spoonful of his bowl and looked up, just as Quinn mentioned meeting the leader. Eric followed her lead and stood. "You have a leader...?" He didn't like the sound of that. He had heard very little about their group, other than they were a band of travelers that hung together. "Are you sure that's a good idea...?" He was referring to his relation to the currently disliked king.

[center]
::King Jonathon Jackson:: 34 :: Open & Single :: Unknown :: Castle's private gathering room ::
"Oh don't be a child. It was you and your foolish 'rebel's who started this whole mess." He gestured with air quotes with his fingers. "And it has always been bad for the kingdom but you and the rest of your children just couldn't help yourself." He paused with a sigh. "But I thought that since you were here anyway that we might as well talk."

::Rose Jane Tyler:: 16 :: Complicated :: Mesmer :: Rebel Camp ::
Rose reached down to the trap in search of anything that may be in it. Much to her disappointment, the trap was empty. 'There was something here." She searched the ground for a moment. "It ate the bait and it didn't trigger the trap." She frowned, moving the parts of the trap and leaves around. She set the crawdad as the trap's bait. "That sucks."

::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

"That would probably be for the best." Quinn said, sighing as she drew her knees up to her chest. Night would be falling soon, and the temperature was already dropping. Maybe she could get in to talk to the leader before it became dark. At least convince them to give the two boys a place to sleep. Barely catching Eric's worried question, she smiled at the boy. "I will go talk to them alone, they should listen to me. I'm known for my good judgement." Quinn explained. Sure, the boy wouldn't be recognized immediately, but the family resemblance was uncanny and question may arise.

[Phantom Lilith]

Hey everyone!! I had a show this weekend so lots of preperation and what not and then the show itself. It went really awesome and we took home some blue ribbons (After a bad start with the whole jumping and crashing through some fences part... lol) Posting soon after I finish making dinner.

[Phantom Lilith]

::Erickson Jonathon Lee Jackson: 16 :: Single :: Powerless :: Coffee Shop Jamestown ::
"Yes, I'm sure you have very good judgement," he begins. "Afterall, inviting two strangers to join your family is great judgement." It was meant as a joke but Eric was tense. The comment came out as dry and bland. Eric relaxed slightly when she suggested that she went alone. "Well, will he know who I am?" he asked, referring to being the son's king.

::King Jonathon Jackson:: 34 :: Open & Single :: Unknown :: Castle's private gathering room ::
"Oh don't be a child. It was you and your foolish 'rebel's who started this whole mess." He gestured with air quotes with his fingers. "And it has always been bad for the kingdom but you and the rest of your children just couldn't help yourself." He paused with a sigh. "But I thought that since you were here anyway that we might as well talk."

::Rose Jane Tyler:: 16 :: Complicated :: Mesmer :: Rebel Camp ::
Rose reached down to the trap in search of anything that may be in it. Much to her disappointment, the trap was empty. 'There was something here." She searched the ground for a moment. "It ate the bait and it didn't trigger the trap." She frowned, moving the parts of the trap and leaves around. She set the crawdad as the trap's bait. "That sucks."

::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.