Kimmi

“I’m Alessio,” The man closest to the girl spoke. Is he her’s? Perhaps. She seems to trust him. “I won’t shoot you unless you try to harm someone.”

Ohel’s shoulders relaxed the smallest bit, though he cast the masked man a worried glance. “It sounds reasonable. Unless you’re a threat, I don’t want to fight you, either.”

“As for where we are, you…[Read more]

A third man stepped near, “What’s going on?” His tone was hard, and the mask didn’t help the façade.

Ohel took a small step back, holding his hands higher, away from the dagger. His heart pounded as the masked man stepped nearer. Am I drunk? No. This… No. Dreaming? May it be so. “I don’t know.” Ohel whispered. His eyes flashed to the girl,…[Read more]

Leana lowered her stick and backed up to stand beside Alessio, glancing from the newcomer to the others behind them, and back to the newcomer.

Ohel’s eyes widened even more, as he stared at the arrow, nocked toward his head.

“Who are you?” Alessia’s tone was hard, protective.

Leana’s cheeks flushed in shock. She looked down expectantly at the…[Read more]

Ohel fell stumbled through the doorway, What? The toe of one sandal getting caught on the threshold, and his arms flailed before he fell on his face. “Oof.”

Leana gave a short squeal and sprang to her feet, swinging her spikey club over her shoulder, ready to swing it down on him. (Though the blanket’s a bit tangled on it.)

Ohel jumped,…[Read more]

Age: 18

Name: Ohel bar Oz bar Hezekiah

Height: 6′ 1″

Eyes: Brown, not too dark, not too light

Hair: Brown, not too dark, not too light. Wavy. It’s long enough to get tangled, but doesn’t even reach the bottom of his neck.
He has the stars of a beard, darker brown.

Weapons: Will have a dagger, with a jeweled hilt, at his waist. He’s also a proficient…[Read more]

Thanks!
I’ll let the fellow into Alessio’s group. (:

@this-is-not-an-alien @ragnarok

Could I bring in someone else? 🙃

And if yes… which rooms/people would you like them to be dropped with..?

*will just make Leana ignore/not hear this conversation, because… the result wouldn’t be good*

Leana felt something warm drape on her shoulders and glanced up just in time to see Arsene skipping away toward Alessio and John. She smiled a bit, He’s sweet, and adjusted the blanket. Will it be cold, where we’re going..? 

She struggled to hold down mirth, as she listened to the men talk. That John was only nineteen, was shocking. But not nigh…[Read more]

Leana didn’t know what to say about the boys’ banter, about girlfriends, crushes, and such. She was too tired, and too used to it, after being around so many men in camps. Though… she did imagine what the perfect gift, from a fellow, would be…

Leana followed/walked with everyone to a store full of things she’d never even considered existing.…[Read more]

“Uh, may I hug you? I mean would it be useful, or…?”

Leana’s gaze jumped from John to Alessio. *stunned a moment* “Sure.” *a bit comforted, by his concern* She breathed in slowly and proffered a half-smile, pulling her shoulders back. Thank you.

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@this-is-not-an-alien @ragnarok 🐒

*Leana just wants to sit down and cry…* *leans her back against wall/sets down her pack* *stares at floor/waits for them to decide what to do* *glances toward John*

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@this-is-not-an-alien @ragnarok 🦌

Could we skip the rest of preparing, and just… head to whatever doorway they’re going to walk through. 😄

If yes…?

Everybody has a pillowcase with an equal distribution of supplies. (Except Leana, who has a few extra odds and ends in her bag. Others could have asked for particular things, too. (: )

All this hullabaloo done, she looked…[Read more]

Leana scowls into her bowl, then says to where they all can hear, her voice steady, “Shake enough flower into your bowl, to where it’s about three inches deep.” She does it, not looking up.

*will proceed to give instructions, doing it herself, whether others follow or not* *will stop to answer questions, if they have honest ones,…[Read more]

Alessio’s face seemed carefully blank, and his silence stretched so long Leana wondered if she’d forgotten something very very important.

“That- That’s excellent.” He smiled, almost fakely, and stammered.

She nodded slowly. Okay. “Alright.” *hesitant smile* “If you think of something else, will you let me know?”

Alessio put his fingers up and…[Read more]

Leana looked from Alessio to Arsene, brows lifted. You can cook? *definitely suspicious* “Alright… Rinse off your hands. I’ll tell you what to do.” *looks at Crorie/smiles* “You, too. The more who help, the faster it’ll go.”

The cook swished up to Alessio, before he could. Her cheeks were flushed, not used to being bossed around in her own…[Read more]

Leana looked up at the kitchen door, when Alessio, Crorie, and Arsene entered, and smiled the smallest bit.

The pile of supplies was all accumulating inside a single pillowcase, in a corner of the room. A few women worked on making bread around Leana. She’d passed the pan with the dough off, when no fire could be found, and they said there was a…[Read more]