Child At Heart, Monster By Nature (A Shape Shifting RP)

Sophia, having seen his fake smile, decided to shut up until they got there. He clearly didn't like her or have anything to do with her.

A few hours passed in silence until the airplane began its descent. Zaiden braced himself, knowing the landing of the plane bothered his stomach the most.
 
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Sophia braced herself for landing, before standing up to gather her luggage and exit the plane to go to their hotel.
Zaiden waited until Sophia had gotten up and moved from her seat before doing so himself. He then gathered his luggage and followed her out.
 
Zaiden waited until Sophia had gotten up and moved from her seat before doing so himself. He then gathered his luggage and followed her out.
Sophia got out of the airplane, not caring to check if Zaiden had followed. She went inside the airport, and went through security, got her luggage, and walked across the street to the hotel, which was conveniently nearby. From there, she checked herself into the room Zaiden and her were staying at, took the room key, and headed to the twenty-second floor, opening the hotel room. It had two twin beds, one for each of them, two bathrooms, and a nice sort of kitchen area that was connected to a sort of TV room.
 
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( Run Wild or Nicky, since you helped her with this RP, what's the school like on the outside? Seems to me that someone mentioned a wall around it)


( I don't know, Run Wild promised pictures of Genesis High. :idunno )
(Yes, I was thinking a stone wall.)

( As in courtyard or around the whole building?)

(Thanks! Nicky helped ;) )

( No, it's all you, girl. You're the brain child of this RP. :thumbsup)
( I'm just the bad guy. Wait! I play the bad guys a lot, what does that say about me? :/ Lol! )
 
Cyra winked at her before taking her sketchbook back so that she could put it away.
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(Gotcha ;) )
Laurel sighed in irration. "The boot is a size larger than it needs to be, therefore it doesn't hurt when I walk. And no, the make up does not smell like feet."


Andorra laid out on her stomach on her bed with her feet in the air and her chin propped upon her hands. "What other things do you draw? " She asked after some thought.
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"Isn't that a strange place to keep it? Does the lipstick not melt? " He asked further. They didn't have much else to talk about and she'd brought his full focus upon it.
 
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