Technology War Rp Remake

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by -DDD_AccidentallyMe-, Feb 19, 2013.

  1. (i forgot to put ":")
    Blake: well I'm your new bud
     
  2. Strange ppl in the force...-starts walking out-
     
  3. Stops- btw, dont call me your friend if u dont knk me. For I you know I could be a killer. But my name is Arcanus Saber, but just call me saber. -walks back to my dorm room-
     
  4. Daryl: -starts walking around-

    Dale: -walks around-
     
  5. Sparrow chuckles at the little conversation between Saber and Blake and continues to train.
     
  6. Sits on dorm bed as Iook outside- new life for me...
     
  7. Sparrow finishes up on her training and goes out of there to go buy something and then goes over to Saber's dorm room and knock on it.
     
  8. Gets up and opens door- oh hey sparrow
     
  9. Sparrow nods her head and throws a bag at him while taking a bite of an apple. "Here. Food and supplies. Eat." She enters the room and looks around. "We need to decorate your room dude."
     
  10. Jack: -toying around with his medicine bag-
     
  11. Ok but mamas picture stays
    (TBR why he takes things he got from his mom very seriously)
     
  12. Sparrow takes another bite of her apple and nods. "Never said we were getting rid of anything and I know how much your Mom's things means to you."
     
  13. Ok lets get to work. Where do we start
     
  14. Sparrow looks around his room and debate on where to start first. "We can start on your bed."
     
  15. Ok takes off the sheets-
     
  16. Sparrow looks at Saber and then at his room again. "We can go with a black and maybe some red and a splash of white to match your style. Lets go shopping!"
     
  17. Sure ^^ im not a shopping type guy so i'll end up nodding and saying yes to watever u show me -shrugs and laughs-
     
  18. Sparrow chuckles and nods her head. "Alright dude but put in some inputs in a few things or I'll be putting in pink and really girly things for you room." She chuckles again and walks out the room, gesturing for him to follow.