Ancient Rome (Rp)

Fae:

Rolls my eyes and walks out of the ceremony hall, briskly walking out into the courtyard

 

Fawn:

Follows Fae into the courtyard "what is it?"

 

Fae:

Sits on the bench not talking, roughly tugging my hair out of the braids

 

Fawn:

Crouches in front Fae and takes her hair out of the braids gently.

 

Fae:

Sighs "I don't think I'll ever be ready for this.."

 

Fawn:

Smiles slightly "no one is ever ready for everything. You were doing fine."

 

Fae:

"Everything seems to remind me of John.. Even that priest.."

 

Fawn:

"I was the same when my mum went."

 

Fae:

Hugs my knees, sighing

 

Nick:-walks out of the ceremony hall and climbs on to the roof waiting for the commander to come out while cleaning my helmet-

 

Nick:-cleans my sword as well-

 

Fawn:

Rubs Fae's arm gently "come on, you need to be in there."

 

Fae:

"Do I have to?" Looks up into Fawn's eyes

 

Fawn:

"Have you heard of anyone missing their own coronation?" I reply smiling slightly

 

Fae:

Chuckles "I like to go against the crowd"

 

Fawn:

Chuckles "I'm surprised Alexander hasn't come charging out here looking for you."

 

Fae:

"He's too busy being angry at me.." Stands and stretches

 

Fawn:

"I know, that's why I'm surprised he isn't out here."

 

Silvio: -standing by the shadows flipping a knife on his hand hearing people talking the coronation-tch they will be doomed sooner or later-he says throwing the knife at an apple scaring the person close to it then walking away, a cloak surrounding him-

 

Fae:

"Come on, let's get back before the bull arrives.."