~*~The Shifting War - RP (Role Play)~*~

Will snorted with laughter, "The jury's with her, Mr. Jackson. No proof."


Charity made a face, "Afraid so. Wouldn't be so bad if I didn't have to bother with history. Then it'd just be boring, not impossible."


Miri grinned this time, scribbling a teasing note, Why? Because I'm scary when mad?
Just a little Craig wrote, smiling to himself
 
Asher nodded upon her reply, "Nice to meet you then," He flashed another smile, that half represented a smirk like it usually did. "I'm Asher" The boy said almost as if an after thought to say his own name. And in case you were wondering, most defiantly not 'Ash' for short. He added mentally. Asher had always hated the nick name, though he himself didn't exactly know why.


"Nice to meet you, Asher," Khloe replied, then smiled and reached up to push her loose hair back behind her ear, but her fingers brushed across one of the cut and she flinched with a sharp intake of breath. She had completely forgotten about them when she had seen Asher. Khloe looked away quickly, feeling her cheeks grown hot with embarrassment.
 
"Nice to meet you, Asher," Khloe replied, then smiled and reached up to push her loose hair back behind her ear, but her fingers brushed across one of the cut and she flinched with a sharp intake of breath. She had completely forgotten about them when she had seen Asher. Khloe looked away quickly, feeling her cheeks grown hot with embarrassment.

Ashers smile turned to the same look of mild concern and curiosity he had held before when he noticed the cuts on her. "Been in a bit of a scrap?" He asked, gazing at Khloe- apparently not noticing the blush creeping up on her
 
Craig walked out the door, holding it open for anyone passing through, specifically a certain someone(;D)

(I have absolutely no idea who he's hoping for. :3)

Miri walked through the door with a nod and a grin, totally not standing up a little straighter. Maybe a little. But it was just, you know, a self-discipline thing, 'cause she didn't want bad posture and stuff. Yeah, that was it.
 
(I have absolutely no idea who he's hoping for. :3)

Miri walked through the door with a nod and a grin, totally not standing up a little straighter. Maybe a little. But it was just, you know, a self-discipline thing, 'cause she didn't want bad posture and stuff. Yeah, that was it.
Craig had to work up his nerve a bit, but finally decided to formally converse with her "So, what do you have next?" He asked, walking next to her
 
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