Lilly’s Comments (group member since Jun 18, 2011)

Lilly’s comments from the Roleplaying group of randomness roleplaying group.

((k))

"Caught me," Everett said.

"I used to prepare your horse for riding every day," said Mitch, "but the senior Groom was the one who would always suit you up in your riding gear. I would watch you and the horse, you were very good with him, but I don't think you ever saw me," Mitch admitted, blushing. He remembered the gorgeous auburn haired girl, with a voice as soft as moonlight and the grace of an angel.

"What?" asked Charlie, feigning ignorance. She took a step backwards and beckoned him inside.

"I'm... your boyfriend," Everett lied. He didn't want her to remember they were enemies, to start hurting herself again, "This is the castle we live in together."

"Hi," said Everett, "How are you?"

Mitch looked at her in surprise, "Charlie and I went to that fair, too, for our 8th birthday. It was wonderful, except for the part where Charlie decided she wanted to fight the tiger... she had her skinny little arm and leg in the cage and was halfway squeezed through the bars before anyone noticed," Mitch laughed at the memory, a warm, caramel sound.

Charlie waited for him in the open doorway, having arrived a minute or two before him. She stood silhouetted in the dying light, her hands on her hips and her chest still heaving with gasps for air.

Everett sat down in a chair by his bed, waiting for her to wake.

Everett leaped forward and helped her up. He lay her down on his bed, not caring about the inevitable bloodstains.

Mitch nodded, he had liked everything but the 'heartbreaker' bit, "What's your favorite childhood memory?" he asked, to keep the conversation rolling.

"Maybe," relented Charlie, "maybe not. We'll see," she said, and then realized what she was implying. She looked up at the sky, the sun was already in the west, this sweep was taking longer than any she had ever done before, "Let's get back to the base, they get pretty feisty at dark," she said, starting off with a jog.

((sorry, didn't see the earlier post!))

Everett stared at her.

"What's your theory?" asked Charlie, still hiding her face. NO. He wasn't supposed to fluster her. She was supposed to be an almighty she-warrior, a goddess, a modern day Artemis. She was supposed to stay cool as a cucumber. But god, he was hot.

"What was he like growing up?" asked Mitch, probing for a little more information on the man he'd left his twin sister alone with.

"I kind of lied again," Charlie turned under the pretense of fighting a zombie that had gotten to close, but really it was to hide the flush creeping up her cheeks, "you're kindofsortofmaybe not a terrible kisser," she blurted out, still not turning around to face him.

"What are you thinking about?" asked Mitch, after a long period of uncomfortable silence.

"Well, they're kind of the governing rules of my life," said Charlie quite seriously, "I can't change the wording just because the world around me changes to a completely dating-hostile environment. But I have to admit something," she said sheepishly.

"I know, I know," said Mitch, walking along the path as quickly as he could without running.

"I guess I'm just immune," Charlie shrugged, "sorry to disappoint you, honey, I know you think we'd make an amazing couple, but I have two rules. One, I don't date jerks, and two, I don't date bad kissers. Life's too short, y'know?"

"Everything's ready to go," said Mitch, his gaze dropping to the ground as he avoided eye contact with her. She was so dang distracting.

"Wait to long for what?" asked Charlie frankly, dancing out of the way as one of the faster beasts came at her. Gracefully she hopped up on its back and brought it down with a quick slash to the back of it's neck.

"Nothing to fret about," said Mitch, offering a smile and a hand up, "we both slept in, we'll be extra well rested so we can probably make up our time by traveling partway through the night."

((what direction should we take this story in? it has gotten really weird and not in a good way.))

"Honestly," said Charlie, "I'd rather kiss this guy," she gestured at a nearby lumbering zombie and quickly slit his throat, "than kiss you again. At least he's got the excuse of being dead."

Mitch woke up much later when the sun was high in the sky. He let out an expletive, they were staring a whole lot later than they should. He gently shook Alice's shoulder, "Alice, Alice wake up. We've got to get going!"

I watch it fly away.

I drop London Bridge

Chatalonyah was dancing at edna's nightclub with her fish and donky brand laughing and crazy licorice crap when a baby fairy

"TAKE IT!" he yelled, letting go of the blade.

"What are you doing?" asked Everett, "If you want it so bad, take it!"