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"I'm afraid we are unfamiliar with one another. We should change that, yes? I am Rhea and you are?"
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"I'm afraid we are unfamiliar with one another. We should change that, yes? I am Rhea and you are?"
Who are you? ||Closed RP w/ Father-of-the-tides||
It was such a calming evening. Zeva felt the twilight was about to set soon and she decided to pay a small visit to the ocean. Mostly for relaxation and a moment to herself, since that never happened much anymore. She was visiting home for the time being and the nearest ocean to where she was was the Beaulieu-sur-Mer beach. That was where she decided to take her claim.
The breeze from the salty ocean messed up her perfectly curled hair and brought it from up on her head to down her back in an instance. Her heels were left abandoned up on the higher part of the sand and even her once elegant dress turned into a very revealing, thin piece of cloth that barely covered her curvaceous body. This was the life. The cool, white sand snuggled in between her toes and with every step, she found herself digging deeper and deeper in serenity. Nobody could find her here; but it wasn’t like anyone was really looking.
Although most of her clothing lacked, Etoile was clipped skillfully on a string on the back of her outfit. Zeva made it perfectly clear that this wonderful little item never left her side. Her pale fingers went up to her now salted hair and she ran them through slowly. What kind of peace was this? Normally by now, something would’ve disturbed her but she found herself in absolute calm. With those thoughts, she allowed her feet to carry her over to the water and felt amazing as the cool water brushed over her feet and up to her knees. This was where she would be all night.
"It was so quiet in here. And I hate myself when it’s quiet."
One Tree Hill Sentence Meme
Isabelle looked towards the boy, her hand coming to rest on his shoulder in a gesture that she hoped was comforting. She knew all too well what he was speaking, the feeling that the silence was eating you alive. The loneliness that ran so deep that it threatened to tear you apart.
She offered a quivering smile,rubbing his arm gently, willing him to look towards her.
"… You don’t have to be alone anymore." She said softly, speaking each word slowly, so that she was sure he understood. "I promise you that…”
Starter
Everything became monotonous if it went on long enough. There were places that once made her feel alive but now they just reminded her of what she had. It didn't sadden her. Life was progress and progress meant moving on from what was known to the unknown. Her long dress was shorter now that there was a stomach to hold it up. She placed a hand on her belly. It was strange that there was a being inside her. She smiled as she walked one. She wondered where she was and at the same time it was irrelevant.
"It would be nice to know where I've wondered to this time." She chuckled to herself and decided to find someone to tell her. She tied up her bubblegum pink hair before approaching a stranger.
"Excuse me, could you tell me what time it is?"
Father-of-the-tides
Lena sat on the edge of the trees, her back against a tree trunk as she wrapped bandages around her bleeding knuckles. She scowled darkly and moved her jaw back and forth even though it hurt. At the thought of the idiot that she had fought though she let a small smirk show, knowing he was in worse condition than she was. When Lena had finished with her bandages she stuffed the remainder in her pack, not looking up. "I can feel the eyes on me. Anyone ever tell you it's rude to stare?"
Poppydaughterofdreams and father-of-the-tides started hunting with you
Emily looked over the newcomers with curiosity, something seemed off, but she couldn't place it. "Hey there, names Ellison, Emily Ellison, nice to meet you."
Unexpected surprise ||closed RP father-of-the-tides||
It made her stomach turn as she watched Aidan emerge from the water and over to her. Or maybe it was just the baby inside of her. But whatever it was, she dreaded the moment he was to stand in front of her. His smile dropped considerably and it made her let out a small sigh of worry. What was he going to think when she told him the shocking news? Biologically, she couldn't get pregnant and truthfully it through off the balance of the world if she did. However this time was different. This magic spell made her angry.
Aidan had to have known something was up. Aerith never wore shirts. She always wore a metal bra carved with the finest of gold. He wasn't that stupid. And as she was just a small thing, she was truly thankful that the bump wasn't even that big, but still large enough to notice. Forcefully, she smiled up at him and grabbed his hands, placing a small and meaningful kiss on them. She sincerely hoped he wasn't going to be mad. Her hand reached down to the cloth covering her stomach and she sighed once more, lifting it up. The bump was of a considerable size, still not too large, but enough to make her avert her gaze from his intense one. With a shaky breath and a choked tone, she murmured out.
"I...Am....pregnant....And you....Are the...Father."
The new one AU ||Closed RP father-of-the-tides||
It wasn't the most exciting day that she would drop everything for. In fact, she didn't really want to go. Aerith was a small 17 year old girl with an unhealthy obsession with nature and dropped out of school at 14. But unfortunately, her new foster mother wanted the best for her. The 17 year old was independent and this 'school' idea was just a rambling tick in her mind. The smell of bacon cooking downstairs made her noise wrinkle in annoyance. "How can they eat that?" She mumbled. With a sigh, she threw on a pink skirt and black tank top. Clothes weren't her favorite either. Such a strange bird she was. Without another moment passing, she threw on a beige coloured half cut jacket and a tie. Examining herself, something didn't seem right. "Ah!" She exclaimed. Her pale hands placed a small flower in her long brown hair. There. That was better.
The sound of knocking made itself present to her ears and the annoyance came back. Another small child who was in the same care as her always woke her up and to be honest, she really liked him. But he would never know that. "Okay okay. I'm coming." Aerith checked herself in the mirror once more and nodded, grabbing her bag and passing the child in the way. It was just another day and all she had to do was get through it until 2:00. That's all it took. Seeing as she was running late, she just stumbled outside of the front door with her flip flops and ran down the side walk. Of course, with much protest from her 'family.'
The sun was warming and peaceful as it beat down upon the young woman. Senior year was a big day to these people and that was never something she could understand. School was annoying. School was filled with people who were judgmental, rude and self entitled. That wasn't the most exact definition of fun to her. The small sandals that she owned swayed in her hands as she walked barefoot to the definition of hell. A car drove by and honked at her, cat calls wrapping around her head. How did people live like this? As the school came into view, children around her age and even younger piled into the building, laughing and bumping each other. 'How...Disgusting...' She thought.
Bending down, she slid on her sandals and sucked in a breath, preparing for the new day. She rummaged around in her back pack and pulled out a paper of classes and where they were located, right as the bell rang. Trying not to snap as she walk, she felt the stares, glares and snickers as people walked passed her. Everyone seemed to file into classrooms, not one stopping to help her. The boys that walked, bumped into her and she tried her hardest not to grab one and punch them in the face. "Common courtesy much?" However, upon realizing she may have been a few minutes late to the first class, ran into an opened door. Her classroom. She felt everybody's eyes go to her and kept her head down. 'Great. All the seats are taken.' With a huff, she folded her hands in front of her and sighed. Maybe, just maybe, she could go home early today.