Keeper of the Lost Cities (RP) discussion
Residences
>
Devendorf
message 151:
by
bubblewaffles
(new)
Apr 24, 2017 05:09AM
"Yeah?" Madeline asked, appearing behind Roblin.
reply
|
flag
Roblin shrieked again. "You have got to stop doing that!"
"Sorry, bad habit." Madeline said, shuffling her feet as she flushed pink.
Roblin managed to grin. "It's fine. Gives me an excuse to get you back." He remembered why they had came. "I guess we better get to work."
"Yeah." Madeline dragged him up to her roof.
Roblin grabbed a mallowmelt from the stash on the way through her room.
Madeline giggled, hoping it was an explosive one.
Roblin stopped to look at the view again. "Which star should we start with?"
"Not an unmapped star." Madeline joked.
"Stars no." Roblin pressed, looking up. "What about..." He sighed. "You're the astronomy nut."
"Well, I was thinking maybe Amaranthis, Lambentine or Rubini." Madeline said seriously.
"Yeah." Madeline said, serious.
"I have no idea what those are." Roblin confessed. "So..." He gestured for her to take over the telescope.
Madeline twisted some dials and one star came out, she swiftly moved another jar, twisting more dials, then again until they had three jars, one purple, one red and one rainbow-like."Done."
Roblin had to stop his jaw from dropping. "Nice." He said, gingerly picking one up. "So what potion are we even going to make?"
"Some healing one I saw..." Madeline picked out an astronomy and potions out of her bag and ferociously flipped the pages. "Here!" She showed Roblin the messy page, with her notes in a messy handwriting printed all over the page.
"Erm." Roblin took the book, tilting the book to read and squinting. "So... I'm guessing this one-" He pointed at the rainbow star. "-would replace gingasprings?"
Madeline nodded awkwardly. "That's my bad handwriting...."
"Mine's worse, it's fine." Roblin lied, setting down the book.
"Anyway..." Roblin looked away. "Should we bring these to my house?"
"K." Roblin grabbed a few jars, walking slowly not to drop one.
Madeline grabbed the last one and her backpack.
"Let me just..." He sighed, placing the jars down the fetch his crystal.
"Never mind." He awkwardly held the jars in the crook of his arm, grabbing her hand and lifting the crystal to the moonlight. They leaped to Smallspark.
Roblin and Madeline leaped on the doorstep. Roblin's face was bright red.
"What?" Madeline asked, lightly shoving Roblin.
Roblin looked up. "That was horrible," He whispered, mortified.
Madeline couldn't help but nod.
"Let's never mention that again," Roblin vowed, shaking his head slowly.
Roblin looked back up at the door. "Are your parents home?" He asked awkwardly, unsure how to carry on.
"Well, just my dad. My mom's out buying supplies." Madeline said, knocking.
Roblin wanted to hide behind Madeline, but waited nervously next to her, listening for footsteps behind the door.
Her dad opened the door. "Back so soon, kiddo?" Madeline nodded, smiling faintly and heading through the door. "Hey, you're the boyfriend she talks about." The dad said.
Roblin flushed crimson, looking down at his feet. "Yeah... I mean I'm not her boyfriend," He said quickly, feeling a hundred degrees over the normal temperature.
"Oh." The dad's face fell."Anywho," Madeline said firmly, dragging Roblin upstairs.
"Is he trying to hook you up or something?" Roblin hissed, trying to keep up.
"No, but he does work in the matchmaking office and wants to place as many of you on the list." Madeline replied.
"What?!" Roblin squeaked, voice going up six octaves.
"Are you serious?" Roblin asked, feeling his face burn again.
"Wow. Um... let's get to work," He said quickly, clearing his throat.
"Right. Work." Madelien responded, taking Roblin upstairs to her room.
Roblin hurried after her, chancing one hesitant glance down at her dad.
Madeline arrived in her room, shutting the door.
