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Esme: *Thinks.* There were a couple of old passageways but they're probably blocked of now..
Jess: *Shrugs.* I have bad memory...
2) You might want to add and develop the idea. 3) Add rules maybe. 4) Wait till there's less Roleplays before making one, I'd say but I dunno.
1) Type normally please.
Esme: *Smiles a little a Celia.* Hello. *Laughs a little.* Worth a shot, but we'd be killed by the guards in no time..
Sprite: Nothing... Just a bit confused... And don't call me Princess. <.< Makes me sound like a pompous brat~ Jess: *Walks back towards her...
Esme: Any ideas how we're going to get into the "place", guys? *Asks before taking a sip of her drink.*
Esme: *Walks back into the pub, taking a seat at the table where the others are.*
Sprite: *Frowns a little.* Jess: *Hurriedly walks away, trembling slightly.*
Esme: *Looks around.*
Jess: ****... Sprite: *Gulps, mumbling annoyed.* Stop it... *Says quietly.*
Esme: *Walks in looking at a few stalls, wondering where the blacksmiths is.*
Jess: *Stares at the screen, oblivious to the noise around her.* Sprite: *Looks at the old man, feeling a little guilty but trying not to show it.*
Esme: *Walks into the market her head down.*
Jess: The hell? *Runs a hand through her hair worriedly.*
After midnight- Blink 182. What is your favourite food?
(I did it again damnit. *Esme.) Esme: *Walks towards the outline of a market.*
Jess: *Sees the video and watches it alarmed.* Sprite: *Stands there feeling awkward, occasionally nodding.*
Jess: *Walks out of the back door of the pub, heading towards the market.*
(How about keep yours and my last one?)