( I'm going to continue this RP tomorrow, maybe adding a new character to the mix. Also, I've made a second RP if anyone wants to check it out: https://www.backyardchickens.com/t/935931/the-panic-of-new-forest-a-suspense-equine-rp )
( I've been on a break from this website for a while; I'm sorry, guys. Does anyone want to continue with this? I do have a second RP idea, too, if anyone's interested. )
Charles shot a glance over to Ambrose, a sort of warning. "Quiet down, will you, boy? Your mother would not like to see you doing this. Now, take a seat next to Emmett. You know that chair is not reserved for you." Then, he turned to Marion. "I'm sorry. I did not say hello earlier... Is...
( Ah, it's okay! You can always have your character come into the dining room downstairs from x room or town. Jump in wherever, basically. You don't have to make it a novel or anything. Just a couple of sentences, if the juices ain't flowin'. )
Okay, here we go )):
It was hours after midnight and Charles was still up in front of his desk, his hair draped down over his shoulders and cravat loosened, a glazed, over-worked expression glinting in his eyes as he finally set down his quill. He stood, wiping the sweat from his brow, and...