Re: Time is of the essence- Roleplay 1 in the "Time Flies" series.

by **peachie-keen** Sat Sep 11, 2010 6:57 pm

(I just had a thought... Desthiona would make an absolutely TERRIBLE mother. )

by **Charlie** Sat Sep 11, 2010 6:58 pm

(totally agree... more like damian totally agrees LOL he is only 17 LOL)

by **BlackWhispers** Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:00 pm

(Haha. thanks. =] sorry for the UBER long posts)
Lance: I had never taken yelling very well. I closed the door behind me with my foot and looked at the woman who had yelled. I looked at her indifferently. "No. It let me in. Now, sit and be quiet or I'll throw you out the window."

I walked past them and into the kitchen to set the bags down at give my arms a rest. I removed my long coat and left myself wearing a maroon turtleneck and cream slacks. I combed my fingers through my spiky blonde hair and I rolled my green eyes before walking back into the living room, waiting for them to calm down.

by **Charlie** Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:05 pm

Damian completely ignored the girl, and went to the boy, In his normal deep Irish accent he asked, "Can you understand me?"

by **BlackWhispers** Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:07 pm

Lance: I looked at him. Of course I understood him. Who couldn't-Ah, so that must've been the problem then. that's where he probably came, especially with his Irish accent. I nodded. "Yes. I understand you."

by **Charlie** Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:10 pm

Damian let out a sigh, "Oh thank God, I'm not going crazy. Do you know where I am?" He asked, finally able to have a normal conversation.

by **peachie-keen** Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:11 pm

Dessie: I decided to yell anyway. "Lance!" I called out, my voice cheerful, more than it had been in the last few hours." I reverted the attention to Damian, pointing at him. "Who is this boy? Why does he not speak? And why is he so high?" I demanded towards Lance, keeping my finger aimed straight at Damian.

(Lol i'd love to see her with kids xD she'd be screaming at a baby to stay silenced and not speak... :') )

by **Charlie** Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:13 pm

(bahahaha)

by **BlackWhispers** Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:16 pm

(Wow. she remembers Lance! as for the kid thing, I can have it arranged if you want. Oh yeah! Where can I get Emmett in this? It might be fun.)
Lance: I sighed and scratched my head. The two of them sounded like children and I had no time for children...well not at this time.

I looked at them both and just walked back into the kitchen to make a salad. Hopefully they wouldn't follow and play with the knives (Desthonia...)

by **Charlie** Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:18 pm

"At least tell me where I am, the last thing I remember was being shot." Damian said.

Even was waiting for the girl to respond, he guessed she didn't need his help so he started to walk away.

by **BlackWhispers** Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:21 pm

(Where are we anyway?)

by **Charlie** Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:31 pm

(i guessed present day)

by **BlackWhispers** Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:32 pm

(I meant location-wise xD)

by **Charlie** Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:34 pm

(oh... i guessed new york)

by **BlackWhispers** Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:39 pm

Lance: I looked at him after cutting up the lettuce. "New York."

by **peachie-keen** Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:47 pm

(LOL I can imagine something happening on a night of too much of that wine for them both xD or just dessie... LOL Six months later: "Lance, why is my stomach so round?" )

Dessie: I teleported next to Lance, watching over his shoulder. "What are you doing?" I asked him, my nose slightly wrinkled.
(LOL The pancake incident... )

by **Charlie** Sat Sep 11, 2010 7:52 pm

Damian sighed, at least he was somewhat near his home. He wondered what half the stuff was though. All if it was weird, and the pants still bugged him. "Do you have a shirt I can wear?" Damian asked, the three gunshot wounds on his shoulder always made him self conscious despite the ladies of his time liking them.

by **lily "the author" hanna** Sat Sep 11, 2010 8:04 pm

Natalia: I sigh, chasing after the girl's bag. "God, I'm sorry. My brother was being an ass for the upteenth time." He waves his hand lazily at her. I drag her bag over, holding my hand out to her. I smile sheepishly. "I'm Natalia, by the way."

by **Charlie** Sat Sep 11, 2010 8:13 pm

(who is your charrie talking to?)

by **lily "the author" hanna** Sat Sep 11, 2010 8:15 pm

(to Peachie's charrie :S)

by **Charlie** Sat Sep 11, 2010 8:17 pm

(okay... even was walking away from that so you can flag him down to help)

by **lily "the author" hanna** Sat Sep 11, 2010 8:19 pm

(Sarah, that's the charrie Smile

)

by **Charlie** Sat Sep 11, 2010 8:27 pm

(huh)

by **lily "the author" hanna** Sat Sep 11, 2010 8:28 pm

(was ur charrie at the airport?)

by **BlackWhispers** Sat Sep 11, 2010 8:30 pm

Lance: I looked at Desthonia and continued cutting, "I'm just making lunch."
I looked to the other man and pointed to my right. "Go down the hall and you'll see a green door. That's my room. I have plenty of shirts for you to wear."

by **Charlie** Sat Sep 11, 2010 8:36 pm

(yes, call him out call him cowboy or something get is attention LOL)

Damian nodded and walked away, going down the hall, he opened the door. In the room their was a bed, a few tables, a chair, and many weird things that Damian didn't know what they were. He saw a chest of drawers, and opened it, a lot of shirts were packed inside it. He grabbed a white v-neck and put it on, it wasn't all to different from his old clothes.

He came out and asked, "Where are my old clothes."

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