~Oblivion~ {A Fantasy RP}

[HoodedHuntress]

Silver rolled her eyes with a smile "Is that so? Well maybe you should inform me on other things, like your age as well or would that be rude to ask a mysterious, probably hasn't ever told another soul a thing about him, man like you?" She asks a bit theatrically

~

Darius smirks "That I will" he claims in a whispers to himself as he watched her move to take off her armor, he glanced at his armor that was placed carelessly next to his desk, his quarters was one of the only places he didn't wear his extravagant kingly armor.

Horius shook his head, replying "I'm 19." He smiled, before adding with a little smirk "But that was very rude. I've never told anyone that either." He looked ahead as they exited the forest, sighing as he saw the tall grass of the Dust territory appear, waving to him in the evening.

Horiana returned to his side after she had taken off her armor, and asked curiously "So what would you like to do now?"

 

[HoodedHuntress]

Harrison fell silent for a while, then, with a sigh, started to stand up. "I think I need to head back to my apartment. You want to meet again sometime?"

Iris said a blank "Sure", unsure of what she wanted to do. Or what she believed in.

 

[Thing2]

Name: Natsumi (nickname is Natsi)
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Description or picture: She is short, but thin and graceful. She has honey-brown hair and green eyes. She has lots of freckle sized spots covering her face, ranging from brown to a pretty gold color. She wears a soft, woven, olive green dress with brown leggings. Her wings look like those of a Livingstone's Turaco. She also has a small, pale scar that stretches from the back corner of her left eye to the tip of her eyebrow.
Personality: Sweet, friendly. Loyal; if you make friends with her you'll have a friend for life. Usually optimistic, but not annoying.
Group: Spirits
Residence: Jaguar Tribe
Occupation:
Weapon?: She has poisoned throwing stars. Lots of them. And VERY good aim.
Partner?: None
Username: @Thing2LovesChickens
Other: She's good at sneaking up on people and has mastered the art of moving soundlessly through the forest.

(What occupations are there? Also, will someone catch me up? I'm really confused...)

 

[HoodedHuntress]

Xyla simply ate her salad, not seeing the glance that Neo had shot her. He was leaving. The one person she had opened herself up to would now ironically be closed off from her, leaving her like she had been before. Alone, with no one that cared.

He was special. He had cared enough to save her, but also spend time with her, sharing a piece of his life with her, and she had cherished every second. He was being ripped away from her just sheer hours after meeting him, replaced with silence and loneliness that would rip away at her. She had survived being alone for so long, but he had provided himself as a friend, as a loved one.

Neo meant something to her. And simply, put, nobody else did.

(@Fanci Feathers Marans just so it doesnt get uried, take ur time.)

 

[HoodedHuntress]

Name: Natsumi (nickname is Natsi)
Age: 14
Gender: Female
Description or picture: She is short, but thin and graceful. She has honey-brown hair and green eyes. She has lots of freckle sized spots covering her face, ranging from brown to a pretty gold color. She wears a soft, woven, olive green dress with brown leggings. Her wings look like those of a Livingstone's Turaco. She also has a small, pale scar that stretches from the back corner of her left eye to the tip of her eyebrow.
Personality: Sweet, friendly. Loyal; if you make friends with her you'll have a friend for life. Usually optimistic, but not annoying.
Group: Spirits
Residence: Jaguar Tribe
Occupation:
Weapon?: She has poisoned throwing stars. Lots of them. And VERY good aim.
Partner?: None
Username: @Thing2LovesChickens
Other: She's good at sneaking up on people and has mastered the art of moving soundlessly through the forest.

(What occupations are there? Also, will someone catch me up? I'm really confused...)

(Accepted! Occupations in the tribe are usually hunter, border guard, cook, etc. Just normal jibs that would make sense. Also, send me a PM and I'll catch u up.)

 

[Fanci Feathers Marans]

(@Fanci Feathers Marans just so it doesnt get uried, take ur time.)

 

[Fanci Feathers Marans]

Neo swallowed hard. It probably wouldn't be hard to slip away from these two, the problem was facing his father if he found out. Which usually happened. He squeezed her hand again. At once, he was surprised that she was letting him hold it. The thought of her unseen Boyfriend came to mind. Maybe he existed, maybe she didn't, but still. She was cute, and had character on top of that, but he couldn't ask her to date. Especially when he was going away for however long.
(Do you wanna skip to later that evening?)

 

[HoodedHuntress]

Neo swallowed hard. It probably wouldn't be hard to slip away from these two, the problem was facing his father if he found out. Which usually happened. He squeezed her hand again. At once, he was surprised that she was letting him hold it. The thought of her unseen Boyfriend came to mind. Maybe he existed, maybe she didn't, but still. She was cute, and had character on top of that, but he couldn't ask her to date. Especially when he was going away for however long.
(Do you wanna skip to later that evening?)

(yeah let's do that, where should they be? Just so that I can start up a post more accurately/)

 

[Fanci Feathers Marans]

(yeah let's do that, where should they be? Just so that I can start up a post more accurately/)

(Uh... how bout outside Neo's room? Maybe he thought she went home but didn't...)

 

[HoodedHuntress]

(Uh... how bout outside Neo's room? Maybe he thought she went home but didn't...)

(Sounds good.) Xyla put her hands nervously behind her back as she approached Neo for what she felt like would be the last time. Pausing for a second to recollect her thoughts, assuring herself that he would be fine with the two fish things. She sighed, partially because she was anxious and partially to gain his attention She asked him quietly "So when will I see you again?". A gale of whirling thoughts rushed through her brain as she attempted to not feel as if she had just lost her only friend to the grasps of his enforced responsibilities.