❧ Willow Branch ☙ \\ Safety for the Different // Roleplay

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  • "I, um, I don't speak... Chinese," Mikey said warily, standing up and grimacing as he rubbed his sore chest. "What... is that a phoenix?" he wondered aloud, glancing over at the girl to see if her reaction was equally confused. He supposed if a man could turn into a wolf, anything was possible, but he wasn't exactly familiar with magical creatures.

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:1px][justify][sub][color=black] IC: He only offered her a careless shrug. Tyran followed her in like the gowiththeflow guy he is. He wasn't that hungry, honestly. The Guardian just didn't have a real role to play other than protecting Elise. But not much to protect her from now since she was in the camp.


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  • "Alcohol," Tk explained, "is a combination of fruit or other plant plant extracts fermented in a certain way as to cultivate a specific chemical depressant." He waited for his explanation to set in, but it evidently did not. "Aged fruit juice that creates a pleasant feeling while dulling the senses." He stepped from the shelf and glided down to the countertop again.


    "And of course you can have some, you are our guest of honour!"

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  • "I, um, I don't speak... Chinese," Mikey said warily, standing up and grimacing as he rubbed his sore chest. "What... is that a phoenix?" he wondered aloud, glancing over at the girl to see if her reaction was equally confused. He supposed if a man could turn into a wolf, anything was possible, but he wasn't exactly familiar with magical creatures.


    Fu blinked, then sighed, his hand leaving the sword as he groaned with obvious exasperation. He hated having to use English; it was easier to use his native tongue, but unfortunately, not everyone in the world spoke Chinese. "Yes. Phoenix," he answered, fixing Mikey with an annoyed glare. "Name, please? I don't English well."

  • Calla sighed as she drank the rest of the tea.
    She was exhausted but she stood up anyway and walked out the door.
    Outside was warm and she sniffed the air, finding Florences scent on the breeze.
    She set out to find him.

  • OOC-


    Thank you, Mars! :D


    Hello, new people (or what appear to be new people)!


    IC-


    Sundown's nose crinkled in distaste. "This beverage of thine dulls the senses? Why would thou intake such a thing? Would it not leave thee defenseless?" Then she bit her lip, her nose twitching from the bitter yet fruity scent. This alcohol of theirs dulled the senses, which it's pros and cons. It might be nice to not feel the pain of her welts... Though, at the same, it would make her not as aware, and unlike these beings had not built up an immunity. She was safe with them, however, right? They could have already killed her, if they wished, after all.


    She let out a sigh. "I will, however, like to try some, if all of thee would be kind enough to let me know when I have consumed too much, so that I would not cause trouble for thee."

  • (*´◡`)// C U E


    oh boy i love dying and being dead


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    [i][size=10px]The phoenix's screech spooked Marie, to say the least, and backed away before provoking it any furthur, muttering some "sorry"'s as she stepped away. Fu's defensive attitude didn't help any better, nor was his foreign tongue. Geez, were there any more foreign people around like her? It'll be a hell of a time tryingto communicate with others. Thankfully, her English was...decent.


    "D-don't speak ...Chinese? I don't speak Chi--Chinese, I-I'm sorry!! S-sorry, sorry..."


    Not good, but decent.


    "A-and, u-uhm...Marie Suchan. My name is Marie Suchan. Your name...?"


    She looked over at the still knocked over Mikey.


    "A-ah, s-sorry--again, are you, erm, okay...?"
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  • ß // L A R S


    call me lars


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    [size=10px] "...No, no, I'm, ah..." He turns to face his back to the other, rubbing his face with his hands. Virgil mutters inaudibly to himself in foreign tongues once again, a couple small roses blooming in his hair.


    "Sssorry, I... need to, er... check... something...?" Terrible excuse.
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    [size=10px] "Then you don't need to know." They state, stepping outside through the arch and glancing around. "...honestly, you're lucky I had a large meal, earlier, or I'd rip your soul right out of your annoying little body." Florence goes quiet, listening to their surroundings.


    "...unfamiliar voices."
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    AERON


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  • ((mikey actually stood up already cue))


    "I'm, uh, Mikey. Mikey Reed," he answered, staring at the stranger's sword warily. Why did he have a sword? A little bit overkill, he thought.

  • Calla Stepped out of the protection of trees-oblivious as to what Florence just said-and grinned at the boys.
    "Hey," she smiled, turning to face Deacon.
    "Thanks for helping me by the way," she murmured.


    Deacon was surprised.
    "Uh-your welcome," he muttered, shaking his head to clear her happy thoughts.
    He wanted to tell her about Florence but decided against it.
    There will be time later. He thought.

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  • "Your motabolism is likely too fast for a small amount with food to yeild a strong effect, but I'll watch out for you." Tk said, flying over to an oak table in the kitchen space.


    The communal kitchen was not used as frequently as other facilities in the camp, but it was still clean and tidy. A red cloth bordered and traditionally patterned with gold lace covered the wood.


    He thought for a moment, trying to conjure up his memory of Feline. Come, eat. An offering. He assumed his motions were correct as he waited for a response from Sundown.

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    call me lars


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    [size=10px] "...! Right, right, thank... thank you!" He scurries away, stepping outside. As soon as he's out of earshot of the other, he takes a few deep breaths, covering his warm face with his hands.


    Afterwards, he makes some kind of faint, squealy sound, like he's trying to get rid of pent up energy that'd make one want to scream. "...jeg kun lige fik her, og jeg er allerede forelsket..! Dum, det ville aldrig arbejde.."


    He rubs his head, dismissing the red petals blossoming in his hair.
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    [size=10px] "Oh, hello. This awfully rude friend of yours was just threatening me. I'm afraid him and I will likely never get along. People like that are bad news, you know." Florence is aware their words are lies, but they're supported by the stupid amount of trust the female werewolf has in them. Hopefully.


    "You know, I've been wanting to research this whole Willow Branch place. See how it works. Like what's protecting it."
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  • Calla cocked her head to the side.
    "Um...well I don't know how it works and all but..uh you could ask one of the seekers. They might help,"
    she murmured.


    Deacon narrowed his eyes at Florence and stood closer to calla.
    he didn't trust the naga thing.

  • The cheetah shifter let out a low hum of understanding. "Perhaps," she murmured, "But I would still like to be safe," she murmured. "I worry that my instincts may take over my logic, and do not want to cause trouble for anyone." The glass was accepted, and in a small countdown within her head, the burning liquid went down her throat. For a minute she blinked hard and shook her head a little. "It... burns," she whispered. "Is thine... alcohol... supposed to induce such effects?"

  • "Yes and no. It is an acquired, mature taste and therefore will take time to acclimate to. Typically adults would not feel a burning sensation as much as a child even on the first contact."

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    [fancypost borderwidth=0px; letter-spacing:1px][justify][sub][color=black]OOC: SUch a late reply im sooooo sorry! ive been so busy with school and schoo and school...... did i mention school? anywaymim really sorry ive been so inactive! i havent even thrown Trystan or Farley in yet.... can I get a recap??[/fancypost][align=center]
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