Between Life and Death RP

~Bryn brushed a lock of hair behind her ear. "I have this fear," she admitted slowly, looking at her shoes, "of being closed in. I've had it ever since the apocalypse. I can't seem to get my subconscious to trust that there won't be a Reaper or Fallen hiding in every cabinet, in every closet. So I run."~

Seiri shook his head knowingly,"I understand. After the Apocalypse everyone was afraid, but most got over it quickly. You haven't though. As long as you stick with me, nothing will happen to you. I promise" Seiri said she sticking out his hand for her to hold, as they started on their journey to find her sister.
 
~Bryn brushed a lock of hair behind her ear. "I have this fear," she admitted slowly, looking at her shoes, "of being closed in. I've had it ever since the apocalypse. I can't seem to get my subconscious to trust that there won't be a Reaper or Fallen hiding in every cabinet, in every closet. So I run."~

Seiri shook his head knowingly,"I understand. After the Apocalypse everyone was afraid, but most got over it quickly. You haven't though. As long as you stick with me, nothing will happen to you. I promise" Seiri said she sticking out his hand for her to hold, as they started on their journey to find her sister.

~Bryn eyed his hand wryly and didn't even move to give hers. Flicking her veiling hair away from her face, Bryn marched determinedly out of the shadows after the Guardian angel, her lips pursed in a vow that'd she do this on her own- he was only here for backup.
Or so she told herself.~
 
~Bryn eyed his hand wryly and didn't even move to give hers. Flicking her veiling hair away from her face, Bryn marched determinedly out of the shadows after the Guardian angel, her lips pursed in a vow that'd she do this on her own- he was only here for backup.
Or so she told herself.~

She's very independent. No wonder she runs away.[\B] Seiri told himself. He followed behind Bryn, letting her lead.~
 
~Bryn eyed his hand wryly and didn't even move to give hers. Flicking her veiling hair away from her face, Bryn marched determinedly out of the shadows after the Guardian angel, her lips pursed in a vow that'd she do this on her own- he was only here for backup.
Or so she told herself.~

She's very independent. No wonder she runs away.[\B] Seiri told himself. He followed behind Bryn, letting her lead.~


(How odd- I have no clue how you just made your whole paragraph bold!)
~Bryn stopped at the edge of the road, her eyes flicking down to the edge of the street. Our house is on the outskirts of a town- but we're in the middle of one and nothing even looks familiar. She pondered this for a moment before advancing forward to the other side of the road, automatically assuming Seiri would follow. I guess we'll make our way to the edge of this town and go from there.~
 
Name: Raksha
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Species: Reaper
History: She was Infected by one of her best friends when she was 13 during a sleepover party. Then she promptly killed her parents, staining their souls, but only returning her mother's.
Personality: Cold and calculating. Doesn't make a big fuss out of killing, but it doesn't bother her in the least. Basically inhabits the shadows and strikes when least expected. Cunning and guile; when she seeks to kill, she kills.
Appearance: As a Reaper, she is an aura, but her skin is the palest of whites with a seeming tinge of purple. 5'5 tall and straight black hair that rests on her shoulders. Hypnotic purple eyes. Wears a black hooded sweatshirt and blackened jeans that have been scorched by the edge of a flame.
Weapon(s): Her touch; a long dagger.
Relationship?: Open
Username: HeavensHens88
Other: Leaving this blank....
 
(How odd- I have no clue how you just made your whole paragraph bold!)
~Bryn stopped at the edge of the road, her eyes flicking down to the edge of the street. Our house is on the outskirts of a town- but we're in the middle of one and nothing even looks familiar. She pondered this for a moment before advancing forward to the other side of the road, automatically assuming Seiri would follow. I guess we'll make our way to the edge of this town and go from there.~

(Me neither)
Seiri continued following her. He decided that she would ask for help if she really needed it.~
 
Name: Raksha
Gender: Female
Age: 24
Species: Reaper
History: She was Infected by one of her best friends when she was 13 during a sleepover party. Then she promptly killed her parents, staining their souls, but only returning her mother's.
Personality: Cold and calculating. Doesn't make a big fuss out of killing, but it doesn't bother her in the least. Basically inhabits the shadows and strikes when least expected. Cunning and guile; when she seeks to kill, she kills.
Appearance: As a Reaper, she is an aura, but her skin is the palest of whites with a seeming tinge of purple. 5'5 tall and straight black hair that rests on her shoulders. Hypnotic purple eyes. Wears a black hooded sweatshirt and blackened jeans that have been scorched by the edge of a flame.
Weapon(s): Her touch; a long dagger.
Relationship?: Open
Username: HeavensHens88
Other: Leaving this blank....
(Accepted!)
 

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