Due to inactivity and the admin being unable to be around enough, it is likely that this roleplay will close soon. We are very sorry, but the lack of people as well as the dash moving very little if at all, and the admins being busy with school and other commitments, has caused us to consider leaving it entirely.
that really is too bad
Last one says, “Hey stilledcombats…” but I was super lazy, so whatever.
“But you see, it’s not me, it’s not my family. In your head, in your head they are fighting, with their tanks and their bombs, and their bombs and their guns. In your head, in your head, they are crying…” —
A Falcon that is, right?
“I am sorry..” He smirked softly, getting up from his knee to take the chair right next to her. She was obviously not amused by his actions, coming this close to her all of the sudden, but he liked things straight forward. He also thought a conversation in the corner was more convenient but if she really was that on guard with him, he might swell tell her where she sat down. Jacob laughed in a moment of joy, something that made him rather handsome, looking at Anastasya with a curious glare in his eyes. “Someone mentioned you when you came in.. and I thought I had heard the name before.”
He raised an eyebrow when she turned her face back to him, cocking his head to the side a bit as if he was trying to penetrate into that mind of hers, trying to find something in there that showed him he was right and had heard about her, and of course most important why. “I am Jacob..” He said after a few moments, sticking out his hand only to find out that she objected. “.. Alright.”
His smile disappeared, and instead of trying to shake her hand he made a calm motion at the lady behind the bar, whom at this moment didn’t know if she should enjoy being in his presence, or envy the woman he was sitting next to. “Can I offer you a drink?”
“Triple Berry…” She hissed at him, totally out of control and not knowing where to look at the moment. “I mean, non-fat.. of course.” She stared at him like an awkward doll on a first date. “…Smoothie. Actually I had an appointment here, I don’t really have time to talk about anything… Jacob.”
Anastasya sighed and rolled her eyes; this is pathetic, please act normal, you don’t even no the guy A! Oh great now I start talking to myself again.. “What do you want to know, I am not that interesting. I am kind of boring.” She crossed her legs in the process, returning that exhausting smile when she looked back at him.
Ana: “So it must be somewhere in the house..”
Nathan points at the bookshelf.
Ana: “Ofcourse, the nerd.”
A Falcon that is, right?
He was sitting in the corner of the bar, far away from the drunkards, and had been for more than a hour now, silently waiting for you. The frail woman behind the bar curious for him, but the man ignoring his presence.
“Anastasya Fawkes, if I am right?” Jacob said out of nowhere, he saw how you stepped inside the cafe, and even though it was rather deserted these days, this place hadn’t gone unnoticed. For him you were precious at times, he had heard lots of things but was only hoping they were true, if ofcourse, you could work for his advantage. “Please..” He spoke, and gently petted the chair next to him. “…join me for a drink? I would really like to talk to you.”
His smile was tiny but came out somewhat devilish in the candlelight. “Unless of course, you have better things to do.” Jacob saw the doubt in your eyes and his smile, or what was left of it, faded away. He looked at his nearly empty glass and sighed. “Oh well.. that’s alright I guess.”
She had tried to tiptoe inside but her heels had left that plan to her imagination, her facial expression was serious and in control, but when she heard Jacob’s voice Ana frowned, finding him in the corner of the bar, she sighed once. Of course.. every time she had an appointment with someone, some “random” would show up and talk to her, know her and try to convince her into doing things she would normally not do. “Actually, I do have other plans.”
Ana raised one of her eyebrows, pulling back a chair that stood few meters away from the guy. She tried to suppress her curiosity, the way he gave up on her so quickly was ordinary. She let her eyes wonder down his body for a moment and eventually turned away.
“How do you know my name..?” She spoke minutes later, but her body still turned away from him. She decided to show him, he was of little interest to her, but deep inside Anastasya desperately wanted to know why and how. It really did appear that he had given up on her already. “and.. who are you again?”
The moment she planned on turning towards him, she chocked on her breath, finding him closer than he was before, gazing at her with a half crooked smile. “Oh..” She only breathed, smiling weakly and uncomfortable whilst turning her head away from him a bit.
“Getting emotional about things is a peacetime luxury. In wartime, it’s much too painful.” —
