I Don't Conform - Divergent Roleplay - Open and Accepting

[shybot]

Tucker kissed his forehead. "Good," he said softly, pulling him into a quick hug.

[wanda.]

Megan's eyes widened, "You started a war? Oh my gods... You're so stupid! AND don't call me Meg or I will call you something way worst."

Misty smiled, "Thank you for bringing me here."

Aria shrugged, "Nice name. I suppose." her voice was sassy, though you could tell she was trying to be nice.

[B0N3D4D1]

Roman was a bit shocked at the sudden hug but still wrapped his arms around the poet.

[shybot]

"I'm a stupid dead man," Hunter said softly, closing his eyes with a sigh. "A stupid, factionless, dead man."

"Welcome," Jax smiled, before glancing at his shoes.

Alec closed his eyes. "Whatever," he grumbled.

Tucker smiled, and pulled away just as the door opened to see his mom, smiling weakly.

[B0N3D4D1]

Roman quickly released Tucker as the door opened, he didn't want Tucker's parents to hate him too.

[wanda.]

Megan kissed Hunter's forehead, it was quick. "Well, I can't stay mad at a Factionless man and I honestly don't care," she winked, "I can get you resources and help you survive. You need to start preparing for the war."

Misty smiled, "My name is Misty, By the way." she then added, "What's yours?"

Aria shrugged it off, "Well I'm sorry." her voice sarcastic.

[shybot]

Hunter looked around with a gentle sigh. "My funeral's tomorrow.." He said softly.

"Jaxon. Or Jax," he replied with a smile.

"Leave me alone!" Alec growled. "If you're not going to be nice, or at least try - then I don't want to talk to you!"

Tucker hugged his mom, and she smiled at Roman.
"Hey there," she said softly, waving gently. "What's your name?"

[B0N3D4D1]

"Roman..." he muttered lightly, he felt somewhat embarrassed about being in ripped clothes in front of Tucker's mom.

[shybot]

"Come in," she smiled softly, gesturing them inside with a gentle smile. "Your dad's at work, Tucker." She informed with a small half-smile, and Tucker nodded.

[B0N3D4D1]

Roman followed after Tucker still holding onto the poet's hand.