Fantasy Role-Play

Rosie: Ahhhh! -Gets out and yelps- Cold! -Jumps around-

 

(Sal am I accepted?)

 

Alida

Hey, it's what I'm here for

-slowly unwraps the piece of her dress from his arm, now uses the piece to gently wash his stitches, and the blood from his arm-

Does this feel better

 

Meow:
-kisses your cheek- quiet fine with me

 

(HURRAY.)

 

Nellie:
Softly holding Sweeney's hand.

Sweeney:
Looking blankly ahead.

 

Myles

-glances up at Rosie, raises a brow, then begins another poem-

 

Melodie: ._. I don't understand how people are happy. *Blankly stares at the water*

 

Alida

-smiles, wrapping a nice dry piece of her dress arm his arm, hugs him close-

Sooner or later I'm going to run out of dress

-chuckles-

 

Rosie: -Walks away into the forest humming-

 

Nellie:
Sits down on rock and puts head on Sweeney's shoulder. "If you only knew..."

Sweeney:
"What, love?" (British people always say that. I love it. I do it all the time. I'm British. )

Nellie:
"Nothing..."

 

Myles

-stands, kneeling down to pick a single tulip, looks at the sky-

 

Alida

-laughs, swatting at him-

Not funny mister.

-dips the tops of her fingers in the water-

 

Nellie:
Looks at Myles.

 

Rosie: -Wearing a red dress- (Didn't know what else to put)

 

Myles

-feels eyes on him, snaps a piercing gaze at the person, before standing and entering the woods-