Closed RP - @ taylah-overland-frost
Jack sat in a tree, overlooking his frozen lake. His bare feet dangled over the branch, his staff clutched loosely in his right hand. Children had been running here, there and everywhere around the place, playing in the snow and throwing snowballs around. But now it was dusk and they’d been called away home by parents, one by one. As the last child left Jack got up to call to the wind, when he saw a girl standing alone.
He peered at her with a slight frown, but figured she couldn’t see him. Many people couldn’t, after all.
“Hey girlie, it’s getting a little late. Should be getting home, right?” he called with a grin.
Fun in the Sun||@yeahinmyhead
Everything felt so warm. It had been forever since they had been here, and the last time was under less satisfactory circumstances. Marlene and Denzel were already setting up camp along the shore, leaving her to unpack things at the inn. “Cloud~!” she called out over her shoulder as she unbuckled her suitcase on the bed. They were staying at Costa Del Sol for a few days to enjoy the sun and summer itself. The kids had begged and Cloud didn’t have any deliveries for the week. Tifa knew this would be the perfect time for them all to just have a break. Besides, she wanted to treat her friend to some relaxation—though she had to remind herself that they were only ever going to be friends.
She was pulling out her bathing suit as she started growing more impatient. She never knew where that blond was. “Cloud, are you ready yet?! They’re expecting us down at the beach!”
Married || Scerica
Scott had decided to surprise his wife and get her some flowers from the flower shop down the street, looking for the perfect bouquet until he had decided on classic red roses, paying for them before getting into his car and driving to her house.
But if they were married, why did she live somewhere else? Maybe it was her parents idea, since they were young. He shrugged to himself before turning on the radio, a cheesy love song coming on. Normally Scott would groan and change it, but today he started belting out the lyrics, smiling to himself as he drove.
When he pulled into her driveway, he noticed that her parents weren’t home, which made him happy. It was better if they weren’t there, in case they had some ‘alone’ time. He bounded up to the front steps two feet at a time, knocking on the door before saying. “Baby, it’s me! I have a surprise for you.”
@masked-warrior -Brain Washed-
Riza led the young woman out of the dark building, knowing she wouldn’t even know where they were.
Where were they?
She looked around. She didn’t know herself.
Riza tried to stay calm, scanning their surroundings, noticing a familiar building a few hundred yards away. She ran forward, hoping Lan Fan could keep up and stepped into the courtyard, turning to her follower.
“I’ll bring you to my apartment for a few hours until this wears off, you can feel free to ask any questions that you have, but I’m not promising I know all the answers… okay?”
Late Night and New Friends
Liliana galloped into the middle of the sleepy town well after dark. A few people milled about in the streets but all of them kept their heads down.
Laughter and shouts came from the tavern at the corner of the town square. Having her horse trot up to the tavern, tied it up, then walked inside her hood still drawn over her head. She picked the farthest corner of the room but still she felt eyes upon her no matter what.
Puppies and Kittens || Mittens & Steele
Steele had ventured into town for the first time by himself since starting at DP. He’d wandered the streets for what seemed like hours, looking in the windows of various shops. He arrived outside the town’s pet shop, and was gripped by the desire to go inside and look at the various animals. He’d always had a soft spot for cute animals, especially puppies; back home his family had 4 dogs, and he felt a pang of missing his home at the thought of his loyal pets . Opening the door and stepping inside, he was greeted by a cacophany of animalistic sounds - barks, meows and squeals. Nodding in greeting to the store owner, and gesturing that he was just looking around and no he did not require any help, he made his way around the different ailes. As he turned a corner in the shop, he careered directly into a girl staring at the brightly coloured fish. “I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you there.” He smiled warmly as he made his apologies.
Bilbo woke with a start, heaving ragged breaths, skin cool and damp in the bitterly cold evening air. His heart hammered painfully in his chest, and he could hear it in his ears and feel it in his clenched fists. His sleep had been plagued with terrifying visions of Golem and the ring and those blasted goblins and the chilling cold of the rocky cavern; but especially the ring. It filled him with an insatiable curiosity and lingering dread. It was times like these—in the late hours of the night—that he began to wish he’d never found the silly gold ring. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t seem to throw it away. It had become something precious to him.
A sudden wave of fright passed over him and his hand shot to his pocket immediately. It felt all too empty. A panicked whimper escaped his lips and he froze like a rabbit before a hound. Silent, he waited, praying he hadn’t woken anyone or alerted whoever was on watch duty. Too his relief, no one seemed to have heard his call of distress and within moments of searching the ground with shaky fingers, at last he found the ring again. Sticking it back into his pocket, Bilbo sat up and messed his fingers through his hair. There would be no more sleeping tonight, no, surely not. There never was much sleeping on nights such as these. Standing, he scurried to the edge of the camp and stared into the deepness of the forrest. Wrapping his arms around himself, he shivered a bit. But whether it was the cold or something far more dreadful that caused the goose bumps to spring up on his arms and legs and neck, he did not know.
