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Fantasy 1x1 with wolfgirl2398
Forum-Index → Roleplay → Private RP → Fantasy 1x1 with wolfgirl2398'Wha-what? Uh... Nothing!' The squirrel scraped for words. Robin pushed the squirrel on his left arm, and pulled it's ear with his right index and thumb. 'Ow! Why're you doing that!' The squirrel's paws flurried. 'Yoru, I know you did something. Tell me.' Robin growled, pulling the squirrel's cheek. 'Okay, fine... I drew a mustache on that fan-girl with Skye's sharpie.' The squirrel confessed. Robin sighed and rolled his eyes, and the squirrel buried itself inside Robin's pocket.

''let's just go, now'' he said in a snappy tone and walked northward.
''draco would you calm down...'' alex mumbled as she caught up with him.
he sighed and rubbed his forehead.
''i'm just a little on edge... i don't mean to be rude but my nerve's are half shot thank's to that crazy fan-girl..'' he grumbled.
''it's fine, everyone is on edge alright....? you ain't the only one'' she assured, grabbing his hand and smiling a little.
"Why's Robin so quiet?" Brandon asked. "He's naturally quiet. One of the things I like about him." Skye replied. "Wait, so you do--" Skye slapped her brother in the face. "Shut up," she glared. So who's that? Charlie the squirrel asked. Skye. Robin replied dully. Oh, this is the beginning of a love affair... The squirrel squeaked. Shut up, Charlie. Robin flicked the squirrel off his shoulder, in which it scrambled unharmed on the ground.

Robin was silent. "Sky-sky, think about it. It's better than sleeping out in the cold, and it's winter. All the bears are hibernating." Brandon pointed out.
"The thing is we can't knock out Draco's family and leave. We can't kill them, either. And if we do manage to run away before they catch us, I'm very sure they'll send like, a thousand dollars for someone to get him. Which would mean we'd be in even more risk." Skye grumbled. "There's always the choice to hide, and at least some of us here aren't dim-witted." Robin said expressionlessly.
Skye whipped at his direction and glared. "You asking for a fight, wimp?" She sneered. Brandon reached up and slapped her on the face. "Focus!" Her brother growled. Robin's arms crossed and his gaze flitted away from her. "Unless that problem's already solved, Draco?..." He asked.

''if either of you dare to hurt my family you'll both regret it, beside's my family's safehouse has been a little abandond ever since a few of my sibling's became fantasy hunter's... but it's as safe as can be so don't worry'' he said once again in a snappy tone.
he was getting real ticked that robin and skye were talking rudely about his family.
draco decided to lead the way to the safehouse and that was when alex came back.
''it's all clear at the moment, no cop's or anything'' she reported.
''good.. alex were heading back to the safehouse, it's safer there and warmer...'' he muttered.
she nodded and walked right beside him as draco led them to the safehouse.
"Hey, Skye? Shut up." He grumbled, his grey-furred squirrel climbing on top of his head. Skye really hated that squirrel and tried to drown it every chance she got. It also didn't have an official name, and Robin called it a bunch of random stuff. Heck, he would probably even call it Fart-head in the future.
Robin was bored and he couldn't get his stupid squirrel (who acted like an annoying little brother) to shut up. "Draco, are we even close yet?" He heard Skye asking. "Deal with the foot-ache. Skye, we're runaways. Stop complaining--it was your choice to run away." He growled. She glared at him. "Robin, it was either that or have a bunch of my father's empty wine bottles chucked at my head!" She hissed. "Brandon looks fine to me." He grumbled, his hands in his pockets and his slender pose a bit laid-back and tired.
"My mother got divorced. Just stay out of my past." She grumbled, which sounded like a defeat, and walked quickly above his pace so she'd be out of his way. 'Harsh.' His squirrel commented. 'That's just our relationship.' Robin telepathically grumbled. 'No. I'm sure it's just the start of a rocky love affair.' The squirrel replied slyly. In defense, Robin flicked his fingers at the squirrel, causing it to just off of him and scurry donw the road.

alex looked over her shoulder and quietly mouthed the word's 'don't argue' and looked forward again.
[this is all i can think of... flip......! *buries face into a pillow in shame* why a short post T-T....]
Robin hesitated, there as Skye opened her mouth to speak. He put his left hand on top of her head, and with a swift motion his right hand shut her jaw and prevented her from speaking. She got enough of the message, and swatted him away grimly. She never knows when to shut up, he thought expressionlessly.
Nice game face. Hugo the squirrel commented. It's my regular face, thank you very much. He grumbled telepathically back. Hugo's expression shifted. No. It's not. You're a different person than you claim to be, Robin. You're not quiet or serious and I doubt you really hate Skye that much. His squirrel retorted.
How do you know that? Robin's expression grew grim. Because I can read your thoughts. The squirrel replied. Robin stayed silent--he couldn't say anything to deny that. I can sense every good thought you think about her, Robin. I can fell every time your heart thumps harder whenever she--
Robin's hand flicked the squirrel's tail. "Shut up," he said, evidently out loud. Skye's luminous eyes stared at him. "What are you talking about?" She grumbled. "Nothing." Robin turned away.

Skye was sitting (in a way that made her look like a dead human-fish) on the safehouse's ripped up plaid couch. Robin was on the other side, keeping a well distance away from her. He then turned to her, his arms crossed. "Where'd your little brother go?" He asked grumpily. She shrugged. Robin's left eyebrow raised. "You don't even care after he nearly died?" He slumped. "Brandon can take care of himself." Skye insisted. Robin didn't seem quite convinced. "He can't use his abilities well yet." He reminded. "He'll be fine." Skye snapped, making the topic drop off.

draco was in the kitchen talking with his older brother jack.
''look dude, you can stay but this is where me and our other brother are hanging out draco, and right now this is our safehouse for now'' jack said.
''what do you mean for now? your seriously not thinking on selling this place jack, it's the family's safe house and mom had told me that i had ownership of this house when i was flipping ten, you were off running away from mary and her gang of fantasy hunter's'' draco retorted in defense, knowing that he had the upper hand in this argument.
jack retrained himself from strangling him and left the kitchen, a rain cloud above his head.
draco leaned against the counter, glaring out the door kitchen door after jack left.
''cry baby...'' he grumbled in annoyance.
alex walked into the kitchen and smiled, walking over to draco.
''hey draco'' she said.
''hey alex..'' he mumbled.
she put her arm's around his neck and chuckled quietly, both of them smiling.
''gah!!!!! jack!! their in the kitchen and i can't get to the doughnut's in the cabinet behind them!!!'' called draco's youngest brother maxwell, who was about thirteen went running to jack's room.
draco and alex both stared at the doorway, both blushing a little.
''draco! could you and your girlfriend please take it to the other room so maxwell can get a freaking doughnut and leave me alone!?'' jack yelled down the hall.
draco sighed and alex crossed her arm's.
''i'll go look around.....'' she grumbled and went out the back door.
''alright....'' he mumbled quietly.
his hand's clenched into fist's and he stormed into jack's room enraged, maxwell running out and into the kitchen.
the two older brother's were now yelling and cursing loudly in anger, crashing and glass shattering sound's coming from the bedroom.
a few hour's after the fighting draco came out of the bedroom jack was in.
he was all scratched up, a black eye, a nose bleed and limping a little.
''don't ask!!'' he yelled to the living room where robin, skye, and alex were and slammed the door to one of the restroom's so he could clean his wound's up and treat some of the scratches and to check his eye.
alex had come back in and was sitting in the one chair in the living room a bit confused.
(FINALLY!! my flipping roleplayer's block is flipping gone, YES!!!!!!*cheer's*)
Skye's expression was blank. It wasn't really that easy living with Draco's siblings, and personally she understood why he would of run away. She blinked for two seconds too long, and sighed. "The last month has been so rough. We've fought more than ever..." She grumbled. Robin looked at her dully.
"I mean, besides you and me." She corrected, and he gave a tiny little nod. "We can't really do anything about it. Every event has made us ticked off. Just leave it to destiny, Skye. It's not like any of us is actually mindful about their temper." He pointed out.
Skye's eccentric eyes rolled. "Robin, stop acting like you know things. It's not you." She said, her arm slinging over the arm or the couch. He turned to her. "How come your the one telling me this? You barely know me, Skye!" His voice raised ever so slightly. "Because I can tell, Robin. Your trying to drown your emotions when they surface." Skye retorted. "Shut up, dark-witch!" Robin snapped, a bit of anger bubbling at his skin.
Skye blinked, and a tiny grin flickered on and off from her mouth, like she was holding it back. "Please, Robin. You whimper all your cute little secrets when you sleep. I'm sure your not sincere," she mused, teasing. Robin's face flushed red. "Well at least I don't stare at people in their sleep with a grin on my face!" He snapped, his teeth gritted. Skye felt herself blush. "I was not smiling!" She hissed. "Besides, I was... uh... thinking." She murmured, a last thought in her defense.
Awkwardly she looked away, her crimson-colored hair covering her light sky blue eye as she stared into the kitchen. Robin let out a grunt in annoyance, and his stupid squirrel that Skye wanted to drown in a bucket crawled on her shoulder and started to annoy her. The teeth of the wretched thing clamped on her ear, making her flick it on the chest as it scrambled to the ground, and tugged at her shoelaces.
Skye kicked it to the other side of the room, and it crawled back to Robin. Maxwell leaped out of the kitchen, and slammed into an armchair. Skye rolled her eyes in annoyance. Stupid kid. Why won't he leave us alone? She thought, and Brandon leaped into the living room at the moment and immediately picked up a fight with Maxwell. Skye looked up, and, being the sister, she sighed. "Brandon, you picked up a fight again? How many times have I told you about this?! Dig the elbow near the spine, not the shoulder!" Skye grumbled. Heck to Draco's family.

maxwell growled and swiped his feet under brandon's leg's and pinned him to the ground, both arm's firmly pinned to his back almost like a cop would do to a suspect.
''i am two year's older than you, really think you can take me on ya little brat?!'' he asked angrily, teeth bared like a wolf would.
he's half nature fantasy... he act's just like he was around wild wolves.. alex thought curiously.
he stood up with brandon still in the hold he had him in and pushed him over to where skye and robin was, causing him to land right at their feet.
''tell your idiotic brother to not pick fight's with older kid's, because they won't show a lot of mercy when it come's to a real fight'' maxwell said calmly, never raising his voice at all, like he had done the same thing once and went to his room, the door slamming shut and locking.
draco had finally come out of the restroom slightly limping as he flopped onto the other couch, a cold wet washcloth over his one eye.
''minor wound's... nothing to worry about, though jack on the other hand need's to get his wound's cleaned.... so he's probably heading to the restroom to do that right about now..'' he grumbled and the door to jack's room opened.
and sense the door to jack's room was not in a hidden corridor, he could be seen limping to the same restroom draco was in using the wall for support.
''don't ask... just someone go make sure he's alright....'' he grumbled, though it sounded like he was mostly talking about robin going and checking on him, since draco didn't want to take any chance's with his older brother with the girl's.
Skye shrugged.
"Well, I'm not the type to tell my siblings not to pick a fight with older kids. Oh, I forgot..." She began to dig in her backpack. Her hand came out, clenched with a dagger. "Brandon, I meant to give this to you on your last birthday." She tossed the dagger at Brandon's feet, and he stuffed it in his shoe.
She grinned and stood back up, Robin in front of her as they walked towards Jack. Robin knocked on the door, and shouted. "Draco wants to know if you're alright." Robin said. "Or alive, at the most." Skye grumbled behind him, and he elbowed her in the stomach. She scowled at him.

jack opened the restroom door and glared at them, holding a cold washcloth to his eye as well.
he had a towel tied to his leg holding a piece of wood as a splint for his leg, blood was slightly outlined at the corner of his mouth and a hand towel wrapped around the same arm he had the washcloth raised to his eye.
''i'm fine...'' he grumbled angrily, his only visible amber yellow eye blazing with annoyance.
"Excuse us for a moment," she snapped at Alex, and dragged him out the door. Brandon watched over the couch, chatting with no-name the squirrel in the meanwhile. They seemed to make good friends. 'So tell me some secrets about Skye.' The squirrel's beady black eyes shimmered. 'Not for free.' Brandon telepathically replied, with a grin. 'I'll tell you a few things about Robin. I can see his dreams, you know...'
'Robin's scared of almost everything, he just doesn't show it.' The squirrel's tail flicked. 'Skye used to watch My Little pony when she was 11.' Brandon snickered out loud. Their secret sharing was interrupted as Skye and Robin shoved themselves into the room again, blood trickling out of Robin's mouth and bruise marks on Skye's arms. 'Wonder what happened...' Brandon thought. The squirrel gave a slight nod. 'Wait a minute, pupil-less boy. I'll go ransack Robin's memories.'
The squirrel scurried away. Personally I'm just waiting for them to kiss or something... Brandon thought to himself, and for a moment he thought about Alex and Draco. He turned to Alex. "Hey, Alex? How many secrets to you have about yourself or anyone else in this group that your willing to trade?"

maxwell still kept his room door locked and had music playing to where only he could hear it and not bother anyone else.
alex gave brandon a half icy death glare, as if not wanting to answer that question.
''i don't trade secret's with anyone brandon... though me and draco shared secret's but that's only because we trust each other more.....'' she mumbled.
draco lifted part of the washcloth off of his face and carefully glared, since he was still in the living room.
''plus kid you don't need to stick your nose into other people's secret's.... it's rude when someone give up another person's secret.. even if it's only between two people'' he growled, but not getting up from the comfy sofa to go over and whack him in the head.