《Human After All》A Role Play

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"I think the history of any area is extremely interesting, but for some reason I've always favored the history of China the most. Maybe it's because that's the first place I explored, and I was never much of an explorer before that. So that place is just a fond memory." When Charlie finished talking, he realized that he was talking about his personal life a little too much. He really had to learn to not let the flood gates of words open when someone asked him a simple question.
Charlie sighed and scratched the back of his head, "Eh...Sorry for rambling. Rather idiotic of me."

Trixie laughed. "I don't mind," she said. "You're like a frigging history teacher!" Trixie eyed the book, and took it gently from his hands. "May I?"
 
Trixie laughed. "I don't mind," she said. "You're like a frigging history teacher!" Trixie eyed the book, and took it gently from his hands. "May I?"
Charlie smiled slightly at her statement.
"I'm an archaeologist, actually." He corrected politely. He allowed her to hold the book, nodding when she asked if she could, even though she did the action before asking.
 
"Wait." The single word was spoken with such authority that it couldn't be overlooked. "Do you know anything about the C.M.I.? I seek one of their agents." He inquired, stepping closer as he study her expression. He would know if she lied.
Noticing him come closer, Aya took yet another slight step back and shook her head at his question, now having a rather agitated expression. She wished that for once she could not have to think about the C.M.I.
"No, I don't know anything about them, nor am I involved in their business." She replied sternly. "But why do you seek one of their agents? And if it's so you can kill someone, that's a rather bold question to ask a stranger."
 
Han had set an hour or two of his time aside to research all of Artemis's answers that Mythe had listed on the paper, and once he had completed his research, he was far less than satisfied.
"That idiot just told a bunch of lies. Not even close to being accurate." He grumbled to himself and crumpled up the piece of paper, throwing it away. That woman was useless, and there was absolutely no reason to keep her in this place if she wouldn't tell the truth. He might as well just go into her cell and shoot her right now. Though, Han wanted to be a little bit more professional than that, so instead he'd just order her execution. He didn't want to lose his control, because when you lost mental control, you also lost power along the way.
(Yay! :p)
 
Simeon opened the door and immediately went to the guest room to prepare her room. He got new sheets, new pillows, all that was needed. He felt bad for almost killing her, and also wanted to make an alright impression. He found her quite attractive.

Brooklyn cautiously stepped through the doorway, letting her eyes study the home. "Where's the bathroom?" Brooklyn shyly spoke after a while.
 

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