#ckris

[almas-desvanecidas]

Eramos dos chicos torpes creyendo saber todo acerca del amor.

-C

[krizste]

NAME/ Kris f.k.a. Chris, Ckris

RUN/ TPP Crystal, lost host

[sightopia-blog-blog]

"Are we going out for dinner or not? I'm getting tired and you've already put this off for weeks. If you say we're not going I'd be disappointed especially since I got all dressed up for you.." Kris gestured to the skin tight black dress she was wearing, knowing he'd get mad at her talking to him that was but doing it anyways.

[benjamin-dewitt]

{The theatre provides a few places for the group to relax, and the small office connected to the box office is secluded and private enough to hold a council meeting. They hadn't been able to sit down and speak with each other in months, and Benjamin wouldn't lie to himself in saying he wants to make sure the girls are okay. Miss Kimi and Miss Charlotte had been in the group for awhile, and of course, they had made friends and connections. People care when someone dies in their group, and it's at least a comfort that they still have some semblance of humanity.

Benjamin drums the fingers of his free hands against the wooden desk, staring at the map spread out across the table as he calculates their next move, and when it should be. The door opens, causing him to glance up, a kind smile forming to his lips.} Why, hello there, little lady.