#forrest 01

[aristocratichellion-blog]

@designohr | Starter call

It wasn’t often that the young princess was quiet. In fact, many would ask her to silence herself because she was too talkative. Though, on this day as she spotted the other, she was immediately amazed...She was certain she was coming off as an odd one as she circled the...Girl? Boy? She had no clue.

Her hand reached out to touch their beautiful curls before she pulled her hand back, realizing how creepy and rude she was being. Lissa coughed into her hand and smoothed out her dress, “H...Hello! Are you...A noble as well?” She hoped she hadn’t scared them too much...

[playfulhunter-blog]

@designohr

“Forrrrrresssssssssssssssst~!!!” The name was shouted at the top of her lungs, breathily, happily and enthusiastically! There was scant a second for the boy to turn around before the kitsune leaped towards him and captured him in the tightest of hugs she could offer, lifting him up as she did. Oh, how nice it was to have him close again! His scent was just as pleasing as ever!

“I missed you so so much! I’m so glad you’re here! With me, I mean! This place is nice but without friends around, I was getting lonely...  but now we’ll play together lots okay? Promise? I’ll be extra careful not to rip any of your fabrics too!”

[soporificisms-blog]

@designohr

"Lovely as always. It’s nice to know that being kidnapped hasn’t dampened that.” Paired with his gloomy face, the butler’s words may have come off as snarky or even sarcastic. But his words were genuine; it was admirable to find the other boy so well put together despite the horrid circumstances. Meanwhile, Dwyer was all fidgets and lip bites. consumed by his least favorite feeling: Restlessness.

“... Do you need a cup of tea? I need a cup a tea. I’ll brew something up for us. ... Er... once I find a kitchen, that is. Unless this place hands out portable stoves and teapots...”

[rxndheaven-blog]

@designohr

     So far. his ventures finding any semblance of clothing from his homeland would be end up fruitless. People he asked pointed of general outlets of clothing that fit with that of the times in this realm. Perhaps it was foolish to assume that their would be a clothing store that was specifically dedicated to that of Hoshidian casual wear. Still, he could take this information in mind and relay this to his younger sister looking to find something to wear while in her stay.

     Ryoma takes a moment to sit himself by one of the nearby benchs to rest a spell. No doubt, he probably has garnered some attention from folks dubbing him as the “The Red Man of Sector 006″ or a variant of the title: “The Lobster of 006″ in due thanks to his signature armor.

[thechozone-blog]

@nohreal

Even in her ridiculously foul mood, it didn’t hurt to ask someone what was with all of this.

“Hey.... girl. What’s with all of the food? Or all of these people really?”