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Howdy!!!! Um usually I do realistic but I can do whatever!!!! Any ideas?
Whyyy didn't I get a notification? D:
Oh right I have to turn them on :P
Okie, I can do realistic as long as it's not too fluffy haha. Do you do romance?
Oh right I have to turn them on :P
Okie, I can do realistic as long as it's not too fluffy haha. Do you do romance?
Hahahaha dude my phone just does it automatically!!! It's a little annoying
Um yeah!!!!!!! Not like mature or anything but yeah I do cute little romances!!!!
Um yeah!!!!!!! Not like mature or anything but yeah I do cute little romances!!!!
Mine used to do that, so I'm not sure why I just had to turn that on.
I'm good with that! Do you have any ideas/starters?
I'm good with that! Do you have any ideas/starters?
Okay so um some stuff I have done before that I liked:
-a pen/pal relationship
-one has cancer
-Modern Romeo and Juliet kind of thing
-body guard/guardee kind of thing
-summer romance
-modern Disney kind of thing
-maybe he's in the army
Umm anything else?
-a pen/pal relationship
-one has cancer
-Modern Romeo and Juliet kind of thing
-body guard/guardee kind of thing
-summer romance
-modern Disney kind of thing
-maybe he's in the army
Umm anything else?
Heheheh I really don't have any ideas of my own for realistic (I don't do it much); but I like the body guard/guardee or the summer romance one.
Okay! So for the body guard one she could be stalked or something and so her dad hired someone to be her body guard and while he's protecting her they fall in love or something and then for the summer romance they could meet at a summer kick off party and maybe one of them is only here for the summer
Ohh I like it! Do you want to do both or only one (doubles is hard for me because I'm only ever writing from my phone, so if we want both then I would prefer another topic :P I know it sounds dumb)?
Okay! We can just do one!!! Lol it's okay I'm on my phone too
Haha okay thanks! Can we do the bodyguard one? (I can't remember but did you say you're okay with either gender?)
Course!!!!!$ yeah I'm down with either!!!! Which one do you prefer?
Female but I really don't want to seem like a freaky gender-grabber :P
Also, I'll let you know now that I probably won't be able to post tomorrow and maybe not at all until Saturday night, because I'm going out of town to work at a parade thing :/ sorry if this messes things up.
Also, I'll let you know now that I probably won't be able to post tomorrow and maybe not at all until Saturday night, because I'm going out of town to work at a parade thing :/ sorry if this messes things up.
No that's fine!!!! Hahahaha okay! So you're the female! Awesome!! I'll be the male! How old do you want them to be?
I was thinking late teens/early twenties.
Okay!!! Maybe 19 and 20? In college and stuff?
Sure!
Maybe her father could be a famous writer/singer/actor and that's how she got the stalker?
What do you like for character profiles?
Maybe her father could be a famous writer/singer/actor and that's how she got the stalker?
What do you like for character profiles?
Yeah that's perfect!!!!!
Just simple like name, likes dislikes and that stuff um a brief personality description and maybe a short history if you are ambitious
Just simple like name, likes dislikes and that stuff um a brief personality description and maybe a short history if you are ambitious
Ooo maybe I'll be feeling ambitious :P okay! And thanks, I hate writing long character sheets on my phone.
Hahahahaha no problem! Me too!!!! I hate making them period Hahaha
And if you want you can reuse someone! That's what I'm doing
Haha I hate it too!! I don't save my characters (dumb me), so it'll take me a bit longer.
Aw bummer!!!! Okay well mines done so
☸Music is my life.
♡ Kannon Bennett
♘Age 20
⚓︎Birth date August 16
♌︎Zodiac Sign Leo
Time of Birth 2:31 a.m.
♂Gender
Male
Heterosexual/straight
Single
No crush
✂︎ Appearance:
(view spoiler)
Hair: Dark Brown, Super thick
Eyes: Hazel Green
Skin Tone: Tan
Height: 6'3
Weight: 175
Accent: Typical American with a slight British ring to it
Scent: Old spice cologne
Build: Very muscular, And very strong and lean.
%Abilities:
^Can shoot anything
^very good at detecting lies
^Impressively good in Combat
^Can Shoot a handgun and never misses His target.
Π Personality:
Kannon is a very guarded and hidden young man. He keeps his opinions and beliefs to himself, always afraid of screwing up and disappointing his parents. No matter how completely insane they are, their opinion means the world to Kannon, and he hates to disappoint him. He's a total smart-a and seems to have no control over his sarcasm and remarks. It gets him into a lot of trouble, especially when he lashes out on his Superiors. He has a temper the size of Jupiter and cannot control it, ever. You tick him off and you are dead. He will not let you get away with anything and he doesn't take any crap from anybody. Once you get past all the walls and defenses he has set up, Kannon is a real sweet guy. He is a real good guy and wants to help everybody he can, make sure they are Ok, and living their life to the fullest. He is loyal and will stick by his teammates and pack to the end. Which causes some problems...more than you know. He is smart, and can tell when someone is lying just by hearing their voice. He loves music and can't live without his guitar and piano; when he is on the run, music is the only thing that keeps him going.
Likes:
~Sleeping
~Fighting
~Girls
~His Team
Dislikes
×His parents
×expectations
×Liars
×Hurting people
×Feelings
My favorite thing is to hear the ridiculous rumors that are spread around about me its like...Oh really? Not even I knew that.
History:
TBRP
Weaknesses
•Doing the right things
•His loyalty
•Living up to people's standards
•Doesn't trust anyone.
Strengths
°Incredible fighter
°Very strong
°Has a bunch of people willing to follow him
°Great Leader
°Can tell when people are lying.
Theme Song:
Superheros by The Script
All his life he's been told
He’ll be nothing when he’s old
All the kicks and all the blows
He won't ever let it show
'Cause he's stronger than you know
A heart of steel starts to grow
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¶Relationships
Parents:
Fabio and karlata Bennett
√OtherNone
♡ Kannon Bennett
♘Age 20
⚓︎Birth date August 16
♌︎Zodiac Sign Leo
Time of Birth 2:31 a.m.
♂Gender
Male
Heterosexual/straight
Single
No crush
✂︎ Appearance:
(view spoiler)
Hair: Dark Brown, Super thick
Eyes: Hazel Green
Skin Tone: Tan
Height: 6'3
Weight: 175
Accent: Typical American with a slight British ring to it
Scent: Old spice cologne
Build: Very muscular, And very strong and lean.
%Abilities:
^Can shoot anything
^very good at detecting lies
^Impressively good in Combat
^Can Shoot a handgun and never misses His target.
Π Personality:
Kannon is a very guarded and hidden young man. He keeps his opinions and beliefs to himself, always afraid of screwing up and disappointing his parents. No matter how completely insane they are, their opinion means the world to Kannon, and he hates to disappoint him. He's a total smart-a and seems to have no control over his sarcasm and remarks. It gets him into a lot of trouble, especially when he lashes out on his Superiors. He has a temper the size of Jupiter and cannot control it, ever. You tick him off and you are dead. He will not let you get away with anything and he doesn't take any crap from anybody. Once you get past all the walls and defenses he has set up, Kannon is a real sweet guy. He is a real good guy and wants to help everybody he can, make sure they are Ok, and living their life to the fullest. He is loyal and will stick by his teammates and pack to the end. Which causes some problems...more than you know. He is smart, and can tell when someone is lying just by hearing their voice. He loves music and can't live without his guitar and piano; when he is on the run, music is the only thing that keeps him going.
Likes:
~Sleeping
~Fighting
~Girls
~His Team
Dislikes
×His parents
×expectations
×Liars
×Hurting people
×Feelings
My favorite thing is to hear the ridiculous rumors that are spread around about me its like...Oh really? Not even I knew that.
History:
TBRP
Weaknesses
•Doing the right things
•His loyalty
•Living up to people's standards
•Doesn't trust anyone.
Strengths
°Incredible fighter
°Very strong
°Has a bunch of people willing to follow him
°Great Leader
°Can tell when people are lying.
Theme Song:
Superheros by The Script
All his life he's been told
He’ll be nothing when he’s old
All the kicks and all the blows
He won't ever let it show
'Cause he's stronger than you know
A heart of steel starts to grow
[image error]
¶Relationships
Parents:
Fabio and karlata Bennett
√OtherNone
Sweet! I'm almost done with mine but now I have to go for a few :/ Sorry!
Name: Evangeline Alev Shavja
Age: 19
Appearance: Emerson has long, curly, dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. She's 5'7" in height, with an athletic, curvy build
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/3209519...
Noticeable traits: Evangeline has a tattoo of a bird in flight on her shoulder blade; three piercings on her right ear and two piercings and a hook on her left ear. She wears dark eyeliner and traces of black hair dye rest on the ends of her natural hair.
Likes:
-music
-painting
-drawing
-nighttime
-rain
Dislikes:
-being alone
-annoying people
-being told what to do
-being recognized for her father's daughter
-being noticed
Strengths:
-sarcasm (if that can be considered one)
-loyalty
-listening
-not judging
Weaknesses:
-disobeying orders
-addictions
-psychosomatic anxiety/depression
-being bossy at the wrong time
Important Information When Evangeline was four, her family moved from Russia to America to follow her father's writing career (Eva still has a lilt to her speech). When she was ten, Evangeline's mother fell ill and died two years later.
Often times, the young woman's father is away on business and Evangeline is left alone. Because of the recent threats to her safety, Evangeline's father has hired a bodyguard to protect her since he is usually away or busy.
Age: 19
Appearance: Emerson has long, curly, dirty blonde hair and blue eyes. She's 5'7" in height, with an athletic, curvy build
https://www.pinterest.com/pin/3209519...
Noticeable traits: Evangeline has a tattoo of a bird in flight on her shoulder blade; three piercings on her right ear and two piercings and a hook on her left ear. She wears dark eyeliner and traces of black hair dye rest on the ends of her natural hair.
Likes:
-music
-painting
-drawing
-nighttime
-rain
Dislikes:
-being alone
-annoying people
-being told what to do
-being recognized for her father's daughter
-being noticed
Strengths:
-sarcasm (if that can be considered one)
-loyalty
-listening
-not judging
Weaknesses:
-disobeying orders
-addictions
-psychosomatic anxiety/depression
-being bossy at the wrong time
Important Information When Evangeline was four, her family moved from Russia to America to follow her father's writing career (Eva still has a lilt to her speech). When she was ten, Evangeline's mother fell ill and died two years later.
Often times, the young woman's father is away on business and Evangeline is left alone. Because of the recent threats to her safety, Evangeline's father has hired a bodyguard to protect her since he is usually away or busy.
Thanks!! So is he ^_^
Want me to start?
Want me to start?
"He will be here to meet us soon," bellowed Pietro Shavja up the stairs, the booming accent reaching his daughter easily.
Yes, in two hours, Evangeline mocked him in her head, rolling her eyes as she stepped into the shower. Twenty minutes later she emerged, pulling up her unruly, wet hair into a towel as she dressed.
"Would it kill you to wear a dress eery now and then?" asked her father when she stood in the mirror, lining her blue eyes with black kohl.
"I'm sorry, is this a date or a bodyguard?" Evangeline countered, pointing at him with the eyeliner. He shrugged in defeat, leaving the room without further arguing her black jeans, although she heard him mutter, 'Black, black, black' as he retreated down the hallway.
"For all we know, he could be a middle-aged, balding man with a strange obsession for cats," Evangeline told her reflection.
A little while later, the young woman could be found sitting on an excessive amount of stacked-up chairs (so high, in fact, her feet were a good foot from the floor) on the family's back deck, overlooking the lake on the one non-wooded area of the property. A breeze picked up her wet hair, drying it as she stared blankly at the waters.
In what seemed like minutes, she heard a motor coming down the driveway, and her father greeting the would-be guard, calling to the young woman to come inside. When she didn't respond, she heard Pietro suggest that she must have not heard, and then, "How about we go to join her? It's a lovely night."
((Long enough to start?))
Yes, in two hours, Evangeline mocked him in her head, rolling her eyes as she stepped into the shower. Twenty minutes later she emerged, pulling up her unruly, wet hair into a towel as she dressed.
"Would it kill you to wear a dress eery now and then?" asked her father when she stood in the mirror, lining her blue eyes with black kohl.
"I'm sorry, is this a date or a bodyguard?" Evangeline countered, pointing at him with the eyeliner. He shrugged in defeat, leaving the room without further arguing her black jeans, although she heard him mutter, 'Black, black, black' as he retreated down the hallway.
"For all we know, he could be a middle-aged, balding man with a strange obsession for cats," Evangeline told her reflection.
A little while later, the young woman could be found sitting on an excessive amount of stacked-up chairs (so high, in fact, her feet were a good foot from the floor) on the family's back deck, overlooking the lake on the one non-wooded area of the property. A breeze picked up her wet hair, drying it as she stared blankly at the waters.
In what seemed like minutes, she heard a motor coming down the driveway, and her father greeting the would-be guard, calling to the young woman to come inside. When she didn't respond, she heard Pietro suggest that she must have not heard, and then, "How about we go to join her? It's a lovely night."
((Long enough to start?))
Perfect!!! I'm gonna turn in, will be up tomorrow
Kannon did not want to be some prissy celebrity's daughter's body guard. It would be like babysitting twenty four seven. Kannon would rather die. She was probably whiny and annoying and self centered and so full of herself she couldn't even go a second without looking in the mirror. She was probably daddy's little girl, and a stinking idiot. When Kannon followed in his fathers footsteps at age 15 to become an FBI agent, he didn't imagine this becoming his role. He grew up doing huge missions with his teams, taking down bad guys, staving the day and being a hero! Now, as he looked over this brats file all that was gone. And he was really really frustrated.
Kannon sighed, pushing the folder back on top of his duffle bag. His father made him accept the job, saying it was good to do something easy while he was still in college. Yeah, it was easy, but that was he point. It was easy. Kannon was used to the hard stuff. He liked the hard stuff. When adrenaline is pumping through your veins, when your life is on the line. He loved that. He knew that wouldn't be the case here. It was stupid, but Kannon was mad. He let out a frustrated sigh as he pulled into the driveway of what's her faces house. He looked up and down, surveying his new home for however long he would be here. Joy.
Kannon walked up the front steps and met her father, shaking his hand firmly. Kannon looked scary. He was wearing jeans and a tighter black v-neck, showing off his huge Muscles. He was 6'3 and had this stern look about him that would make everyone stop in their tracks. He was definitely body guard material. Another reason why he was selected. He looked the part. He placed his bag filled with his clothes on one side of the door and the one filled with guns and alarms and security cameras on the other side of the door. No stalker was getting in today.
"Alright Sir." Now to meet the drama queen herself. Looking at her picture on her file, Kannon knew she was pretty, and only a year younger than him....but when he walked out there and saw her sitting on her throne of chairs, he discovered two things. 1. That she was way hotter in person. 2. That she was all high and mighty on her throne, too prissy to even look at him. Kannon was silent as her father tried to get her to come down. "Miss, I'll advise you to come down, someone in that tree could have a gun and sitting way up there you would be an easy target that couldn't get away."
((sorry, this is way shorter than what I'm used to, but i figured we would start out simply.))
Kannon sighed, pushing the folder back on top of his duffle bag. His father made him accept the job, saying it was good to do something easy while he was still in college. Yeah, it was easy, but that was he point. It was easy. Kannon was used to the hard stuff. He liked the hard stuff. When adrenaline is pumping through your veins, when your life is on the line. He loved that. He knew that wouldn't be the case here. It was stupid, but Kannon was mad. He let out a frustrated sigh as he pulled into the driveway of what's her faces house. He looked up and down, surveying his new home for however long he would be here. Joy.
Kannon walked up the front steps and met her father, shaking his hand firmly. Kannon looked scary. He was wearing jeans and a tighter black v-neck, showing off his huge Muscles. He was 6'3 and had this stern look about him that would make everyone stop in their tracks. He was definitely body guard material. Another reason why he was selected. He looked the part. He placed his bag filled with his clothes on one side of the door and the one filled with guns and alarms and security cameras on the other side of the door. No stalker was getting in today.
"Alright Sir." Now to meet the drama queen herself. Looking at her picture on her file, Kannon knew she was pretty, and only a year younger than him....but when he walked out there and saw her sitting on her throne of chairs, he discovered two things. 1. That she was way hotter in person. 2. That she was all high and mighty on her throne, too prissy to even look at him. Kannon was silent as her father tried to get her to come down. "Miss, I'll advise you to come down, someone in that tree could have a gun and sitting way up there you would be an easy target that couldn't get away."
((sorry, this is way shorter than what I'm used to, but i figured we would start out simply.))
((Don't worry about it!! I totally understand!))
Evangeline jumped when she heard the voice behind her, forcing herself out of the blank stare. She slid down from the stack of chairs, preparing to give a sarcastic comment when she turned around.
Upon inspection, the guy was much more attractive than she could have hoped for, obviously not a middle-aged balding guy. She swallowed to find her tongue as she looked him over. "I had not been informed Fellow was a bird," she remarked, gesturing to the trees absently. That was what the stalker had called himself for the past few months. Fellow. It used to be something ridiculous like Manger (she couldn't remember exactly), but he had changed it. Perhaps the original name resemble his given, but Evangeline wouldn't have known.
She straightened her shoulders and hooked a thumb to the house. "Shall we, then?" Not waiting for an answer, she creaked the door open, remembering to hold it for him before it had slammed in his face.
Inside, Evangeline was about to ask this man a question, but her father appeared with a couple duffles in tote. "You have met, then? Good, time for me to head out."
"But-" Evangeline protested, glancing at her new bodyguard. I don't even know his name.
"I really, really have to go, and Kannon comes highly recommended." What kind of a name is Kannon? Evangeline didn't like that her father talked about the guy as if he weren't right there, but before she could get another word in he continued. "You can show him around. I would, but I'm already late to the flight."
Inward, Evangeline groaned, closing her eyes to count to ten as she heard her father shake hands with this Kannon before the front door slammed. It was silent for a moment before she opened her eyes again and turned to face him. "I am Evangeline," she said dumbly, still a bit shocked at her father's sudden departure. She shouldn't have been, as it was common, but that on top of the fact that he had left her with a stranger?
Not okay.
Evangeline jumped when she heard the voice behind her, forcing herself out of the blank stare. She slid down from the stack of chairs, preparing to give a sarcastic comment when she turned around.
Upon inspection, the guy was much more attractive than she could have hoped for, obviously not a middle-aged balding guy. She swallowed to find her tongue as she looked him over. "I had not been informed Fellow was a bird," she remarked, gesturing to the trees absently. That was what the stalker had called himself for the past few months. Fellow. It used to be something ridiculous like Manger (she couldn't remember exactly), but he had changed it. Perhaps the original name resemble his given, but Evangeline wouldn't have known.
She straightened her shoulders and hooked a thumb to the house. "Shall we, then?" Not waiting for an answer, she creaked the door open, remembering to hold it for him before it had slammed in his face.
Inside, Evangeline was about to ask this man a question, but her father appeared with a couple duffles in tote. "You have met, then? Good, time for me to head out."
"But-" Evangeline protested, glancing at her new bodyguard. I don't even know his name.
"I really, really have to go, and Kannon comes highly recommended." What kind of a name is Kannon? Evangeline didn't like that her father talked about the guy as if he weren't right there, but before she could get another word in he continued. "You can show him around. I would, but I'm already late to the flight."
Inward, Evangeline groaned, closing her eyes to count to ten as she heard her father shake hands with this Kannon before the front door slammed. It was silent for a moment before she opened her eyes again and turned to face him. "I am Evangeline," she said dumbly, still a bit shocked at her father's sudden departure. She shouldn't have been, as it was common, but that on top of the fact that he had left her with a stranger?
Not okay.
Kannon rolled his eyes as she sassed mouth his comment about the whole fellow thing. I didn't know fellow was a bird he mimicked inside his head, feeling himself get pissed off. Fellow wasn't a bird. Fellow was a stalker. However the people sending her father and her death threats would have an easier time being able to shoot them from the tree. "I'm not talking about fellow. I'm talking about in general princess." He didn't want to be here any more than she did. He preferred to be out with his team, not with some prissy little brat who thought she knew what was best. Ugh. Kannon wanted someone to come shooting at them so he could take a bullet for her and not have to do this anymore. He would rather sit at a desk and sort files honestly. That was all he wanted, was to get out of there.
The three of them headed inside, Evangeline shutting the door in his face in a very rude and unattractive manner. He was starting to dislike her more and more as the seconds ticked on. "Really?" He muttered, pulling open the door and shutting it quietly. It seemed as if her and her dad didn't get along very well, as if their relationship was strained. Well no wonder she was a brat. She was doing it for her precious daddy's attention. What a....Kannon had quite a few colorful names he could call this Evangeline chick. But he wouldn't say them quite yet. He would attempt to be as nice as he could for now.
"Good bye sir, don't worry, your daughter is in good hands." Kannon said gruffly in a farewell type of thing, but he honestly didn't care about what this man thought of him. Kannon was who the agency sent, which was a big mistake on their part, and he would just have to deal with it. They were wasting their prodigy on some whiny, pathetic authors daughter. And the author honestly wasn't even that good. Kannon didn't understand why he had stalkers or even fans. If he was a singer maybe, but an author? He was pretty sure that Nicolas Sparks didn't have stalkers knocking at his door because he killed off their favorite characters.
They shook hands and the Author was gone, leaving Kannon with whiny little Evangeline. She was silent for a moment before introducing herself. "I know." He said simply, his brown eyes staring into hers. He was trying to intimidate her, trying to make her see that she couldn't be in charge here. Kannon was here to make sure she stayed safe. Her life, and his job was on the line here. He would be making the shots. "I'm Kannon." After a beat or two, Kannon turned around and pulled out his big black bag, pulling out cameras and guns and knives and files and a whole lot of stuff that would help him keep her safe. And all he had to do now was find a good place to hide them. No intruders were getting in on his watch.
The three of them headed inside, Evangeline shutting the door in his face in a very rude and unattractive manner. He was starting to dislike her more and more as the seconds ticked on. "Really?" He muttered, pulling open the door and shutting it quietly. It seemed as if her and her dad didn't get along very well, as if their relationship was strained. Well no wonder she was a brat. She was doing it for her precious daddy's attention. What a....Kannon had quite a few colorful names he could call this Evangeline chick. But he wouldn't say them quite yet. He would attempt to be as nice as he could for now.
"Good bye sir, don't worry, your daughter is in good hands." Kannon said gruffly in a farewell type of thing, but he honestly didn't care about what this man thought of him. Kannon was who the agency sent, which was a big mistake on their part, and he would just have to deal with it. They were wasting their prodigy on some whiny, pathetic authors daughter. And the author honestly wasn't even that good. Kannon didn't understand why he had stalkers or even fans. If he was a singer maybe, but an author? He was pretty sure that Nicolas Sparks didn't have stalkers knocking at his door because he killed off their favorite characters.
They shook hands and the Author was gone, leaving Kannon with whiny little Evangeline. She was silent for a moment before introducing herself. "I know." He said simply, his brown eyes staring into hers. He was trying to intimidate her, trying to make her see that she couldn't be in charge here. Kannon was here to make sure she stayed safe. Her life, and his job was on the line here. He would be making the shots. "I'm Kannon." After a beat or two, Kannon turned around and pulled out his big black bag, pulling out cameras and guns and knives and files and a whole lot of stuff that would help him keep her safe. And all he had to do now was find a good place to hide them. No intruders were getting in on his watch.
((She held the door open for him?
I'll reply in a few.))
I'll reply in a few.))
Oh I thought it said shut the door..woops
I know, Evangeline mocked in her head, repeating the words Kannon had said to her moments before when he finally introduced himself. She was sure the staring thing had been to try and intimidate her, but it came across as an open offer to a childish delight of the girl's. Staring contests were, admittedly, something she would sometimes go out of her way to start. Unfortunately for her, he dropped his gaze to one of his packs after only a few moments of the game, and after pulling two glasses down from the cupboard and filling them with water, she gave one to Kannon and perched herself on the counter to watch him unload.
At the sight of one of the guns, some make or model she couldn't remember the name of but the looks she did recall, Eva stared blankly at the wall while she flashed back to the last time of bonding she had shared with her father, post-mother's death. He had taken her to some fancy gun range and made her shoot off round after round, magazine after magazine until he seemed satisfied that, in the case she was ever near a real, honest-to-god gun when someone (specifically, a guy) attacked her, she would be able to defend herself. It wasn't much of a real bonding time as a 'force this lesson down your throat' sort of thing. If the woman gave any true thought to it, she might have been able to think of some other actual father-daughter time, but usually she pushed those from her mind, given the depressing state of their current relationship.
"Shiny," Evangeline remarked under her breath, snapping back to attention when Kannon set a knife out. Her mind flashed to the police man's miniature bat-like thing her father had given her when she had received her.. Fifth threat. Apparently the first four weren't so life threatening. She waited for him to finish with his bags, wondering why he had dumped everything in the kitchen/back entryway when it would be obvious that he wasn't going to use it all in there. Was it to intimidate her further? Show her he was in charge? That wouldn't work- Evangeline had a hard time obeying orders, that much was for sure. A muscle feathered in her jaw at the thought of being bossed around by this guy, so big and demanding with his guns and cameras and... toned muscles. She shook her head at the thought, rolling her eyes in concentration of the absurd load Kannon had brought with him (if this was all for her, and she knew it was, maybe her father cared more than it seemed to the girl), Eva sat up and brushed the hair out of her face. "Would you like a tour of the grounds, mister security man, sir?" It was mocking, and she knew it, but it was also a genuine question.
At the sight of one of the guns, some make or model she couldn't remember the name of but the looks she did recall, Eva stared blankly at the wall while she flashed back to the last time of bonding she had shared with her father, post-mother's death. He had taken her to some fancy gun range and made her shoot off round after round, magazine after magazine until he seemed satisfied that, in the case she was ever near a real, honest-to-god gun when someone (specifically, a guy) attacked her, she would be able to defend herself. It wasn't much of a real bonding time as a 'force this lesson down your throat' sort of thing. If the woman gave any true thought to it, she might have been able to think of some other actual father-daughter time, but usually she pushed those from her mind, given the depressing state of their current relationship.
"Shiny," Evangeline remarked under her breath, snapping back to attention when Kannon set a knife out. Her mind flashed to the police man's miniature bat-like thing her father had given her when she had received her.. Fifth threat. Apparently the first four weren't so life threatening. She waited for him to finish with his bags, wondering why he had dumped everything in the kitchen/back entryway when it would be obvious that he wasn't going to use it all in there. Was it to intimidate her further? Show her he was in charge? That wouldn't work- Evangeline had a hard time obeying orders, that much was for sure. A muscle feathered in her jaw at the thought of being bossed around by this guy, so big and demanding with his guns and cameras and... toned muscles. She shook her head at the thought, rolling her eyes in concentration of the absurd load Kannon had brought with him (if this was all for her, and she knew it was, maybe her father cared more than it seemed to the girl), Eva sat up and brushed the hair out of her face. "Would you like a tour of the grounds, mister security man, sir?" It was mocking, and she knew it, but it was also a genuine question.
I like supernatural, fantasy, and sometimes realistic if it's an interesting story line ^_^