Fantasy Role-Play

Melodie: About the baby?

 

Sweeney:
Nods.

 

Belle: *Swimming*

 

Ice: *quickly flits over to Belle* Quick! Stormy over there's in a good mood! Run while you can! *flails arms awkwardly*
Storm: *glances at a bundle of plants*

 

Melodie: *Groans* Not exactly helpful when it's telling me to go die.

 

Belle: *Eyes widen* Okay! *Grabs clothes and runs*

Elijah: *Hunting*

 

Storm: *pouts* Ice! Why in the hell did you do that?
Ice: *twiddles thumbs, floating away* Pfft…

 

Sweeney:
Sighs.

 

Belle: *Trips and falls hitting head*

 

Melodie: *Plays with her knife*

 

Storm: *stands up, appearing next to Belle* Clumsy, aren't you, love? *gently rests a hand to her head, healing her*

Ice: *confused* I don't even…

 

Belle: *Stands up* Yea, I guess I am...

 

Storm: *smirks, tapping her chin* Any reason why you ran?

 

Belle: I actually don't know. *Looks around confused*

 

Storm: *grins* You should stop running away from me, love. You'll get hurt somehow. You're too precious. *kisses her hand*
Ice: *gags*
(brb :0)

 

Belle: *Pulls hand away and smirks grabbing him by the throat* How many times do I have to say, don't call me love. *Growls against his ear*

(Okay!)

 

Storm: *snickers* Too bad, love.

 

Belle: *Squeezes his throat* Stop

 

Storm: But what if I don't want to? *strokes her cheek*

 

Belle: Then you will never see me again. *Smirks* Simple as that.