May 28
*Emery sits up and stretches*
-- @emery-nevermore
*amusement tinges his voice as he speaks* Did you sleep well?
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*Emery sits up and stretches*
-- @emery-nevermore
*amusement tinges his voice as he speaks* Did you sleep well?
Continuation of the last post, which Tumblr has suddenly decided I'm not allowed to even open 😭: @emery-nevermore
Ah, just thinking... *he gently twines his fingers through Emery's hair scooting back so he's sitting up more than lying down*
[Emery can be heard humming as he walks through the hall.]
-- @emery-nevermore
*he likes his head out of his room, giving a little grin* Hello?
[Emery walks up to Eben after class, smiling eagerly.]
Where will we be working?
-- @emery-nevermore
Ah, there's a room down one of the halls that's set up like a woodworking shop, there's probably the best place. Got a few more mechanical tools I know not what to do with though, but we'll figure something out. *he grins*
Um, there's a fire over there.
-- @emery-nevermore
...A fire? *He looks up and his eyes go wide*
What happened??
(continuation of the last thread, which Tumblr won't let me link 😭)
Oh yes, that's quite alright. *He nods, setting a pot of water to boil* It shan't be too long before it's ready.
@emery-nevermore
A young woman approached, her heels clicked on the mahogany floors as she walked. Her hair fell down past her hips in auburn waves, her eyes a deep brown and her skin was sickly pale.
"Good afternoon, sir," She spoke smoothly, with a British accent. "I have seen you in class from time-to-time, we have not been formally introduced. I am Madeline."
-@lady-madeline-usher (ooc: first time doing roleplay, kind of nervous lol)
"Eben Sullivan." He bows politely, removing his hat. He's quite tall, with reddish hair tied back in a simple braid. He studies Madeline over for a moment, pressing his lips together in concern.
"Are you quite well, madam?"
Introduction
Name: Ebenezer Sullivan
Prounouns: He/They
Birth: TBA
Death: TBA
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Lore Notes May be added, I'm making y'all work to unlock them though >:)
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Suitcase Contents: TBA >:)
Rules! 🪚
-No Nsfw please!
-Other than that go wild :)