"Jack: "That sound good. What are your favourite foods?" I asked, as we strolled out of the park.
Thestra: I was slumped into an armchair in my room. My very big room, complete with bathroom, computer and bookcase. The temperature was even…"
"Rick: I didn't bother being polite to them as I said my farewells, a headache building. I stalked off home, climbing up the oak tree in the backyard and in the window of my room. I didn't need to sneak in, it just felt good. I slumped into…"
"Rick: "Afternoon stroll. And I'm the king of the world. I know panic when I see it." Especially since I had already seen a good deal of it just today. "But you're obviously not going to talk." I stepped back. "You…"
"Rick: "You wish," I shot back, before calling for Ilyana. "Could you please get over here, or do you have another suspicious character of your own to handle?!" I let go of his arm, while still maintaining a hold on my inner…"
"OOC: You said that already? Oh god, I'm sorry, I think I either didn't see it or I forgot, these sort of names... Okay. Tristan is a guy. Got it. And hello to you too, alyssa<3.
Rick: "Yes, you so are answering to us. I usually…"
"Thestra: I walked through the front door, slamming it. The house was exceedingly chilly. Not that I cared, courtesy of my own icy powers. Tania was sittind in an armchair, doing enbroidery. How quaint. "Nobody's buying that pathetic…"
"OOC: I need Tristan's response to Rick grabbing her on the arm and asking who on earth she was and what she was doing there. There has been no shooting about of fireballs, especially since the burn she got was an accident, although of course…"