"Driven" || A Medieval-Runaways Roleplay W/ The Trio ||
Posted 2024-12-09 15:25:56 (edited)
She munched on the frittata as she dropped the meat in a rock next to the fire, hearing it sizzle in it delicious manner. (Ah, ok XD) |
ŞĦỮŇҜΔ ŴΔŘΔҜ’ƗŇ #46065 |
Posted 2024-12-09 18:08:01
Returning while humming a soft tune, she dips into the shelter, stopping her humming as she places the wood at the wall. She turned to Innis, seemingly wanting to say something before pausing. She didn't exactly even know who Innis was, firstly deciding to ask that rather than anything else, "May I ask.. Who are you?" Her tone told that she didn't exactly want an entire life-story, but a good few hints to tell her about the person she's likely going to be taking care of for a minute. (Just gonna bold all the dialog because why not) |
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Posted 2024-12-09 18:09:51
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Ghost of the lost #86186 |
Posted 2024-12-09 18:24:21
Innis didn't look up at the stranger, flipping the piece of meat on the rock. "Innis." She said simply. She grabbed an extra piece of meat and threw it in the direction of the small cat, hearing it plop softly. She brought her hands on top of her knees finally gazing at the stranger. "You?" |
ŞĦỮŇҜΔ ŴΔŘΔҜ’ƗŇ #46065 |
Posted 2024-12-09 18:38:00
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Ghost of the lost #86186 |
Posted 2024-12-09 18:38:48
She sat down next to the fire, holding one knee close to her, while her other leg was stretched out. She looked at Innis, somewhat tiredly, and trying to make small-talk, which she also hadn't had to do, since living on your own is a thing, she asks: "How'd you hurt your arm..?" |
𝖂𝖆𝖙𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖄𝖔𝖚 #145391 |
Posted 2024-12-09 18:42:41
She picked up the piece of cooked meat, flinching at its heat. |
ŞĦỮŇҜΔ ŴΔŘΔҜ’ƗŇ #46065 |
Posted 2024-12-09 18:45:10
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𝖂𝖆𝖙𝖈𝖍𝖎𝖓𝖌𝖄𝖔𝖚 #145391 |
Posted 2024-12-09 18:46:53
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ŞĦỮŇҜΔ ŴΔŘΔҜ’ƗŇ #46065 |
Posted 2024-12-09 18:48:23
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Ghost of the lost #86186 |