@Honeybee_
"I'll do it" she sighed, slipping off the roof in one fluid motion, making her way to the girl.
"I'll do it" she sighed, slipping off the roof in one fluid motion, making her way to the girl.
Chrysanthemum moved her head to Mar, "Well go on then. Get the girl."
“Hey, Wait up!” Mar swiftly followed behind, gracefully climbing down the wall. “Okay, how do we want to do this?” She asked
Name: Dragon
Nicknames: ???
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Pronouns: He/Him
Sexuality: AroAce
Splice: Mythical/Dragon/Natural Born
Class: ???
INK Type: NonINK
INK Pattern: None
Abilities: He got some tough skin man
Appearance: Military style raven black hair, small reddish pale eyes in an oblong shape, pale skin, skinny boy, stands at around 5'11", and has a chubby little face.
Usual Outfit: ???
Weapons: None
Personality: Confused constantly, pretty go with the flow, mainly because he doesn't know how to speak out, and panics a lot. Like a lot a lot.
Background: Grew up in the genetic facility and doesn't exactly know what he's doing to be honest.
Other: Is Chrysi's twin but SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH don't tell them.
"I'll talk to her, make her follow me to the back of the building, I'll slip her the drowziness scent and then we'll bring her to headquaters" she replied, smiling at the girl as she walked up to her.
(And they chose kidnapping! Lovely job ladies!)
Mar shrugged and followed behind. “If you’re sure that’s a good idea, It’s fine by me.” After thinking for a second, she added “Wait, why don’t we just ask her first?”
(And they chose kidnapping! Lovely job ladies!)
(kidnapping is always the way to go.)
(Or they could ask her, but honestly you guys choose.)
(Or they could ask her, but honestly you guys choose.)
(0of, they could ask her first)
(Respect ladies, but still you two choose.)
(Or they could ask her, but honestly you guys choose.)
(0of, they could ask her first)
we stan consent
(All rebels stan the consent.)
(So we want to ask?)
Chrysi hoped the other two wouldn't be long, she would need all of them if they were going to stea- she meant persuade one of the new mutations.
(You guys make whatever choice you want. I don't control your characters.)
Mar’s tail twitched. “Why dont we ask her first, she’d probably come with us anyways.”
"Yea, that'd be a better idea" she replied, doubting her first thought. She walked up to and talked to her, telling her about the situation.
Asalin continued along, scowling at the ground and focusing on what she was going to eat. Her stomach growled and she sighed, stopping and looking around for something to eat.
Chrysi pulled out her notebook, a small digital battery pack that once the pen was removed sprung to life with a light blue screen attached. She started to take notes as the Myth floats went past. Pixies, Elves, and Mers were coming her way.
(OMG I'm sorry I had a relative over. Just assume that Chesh was paying attention and knows what is going on.)
Chesh was ever so slightly disappointed that they chose talking over kidnapping but said nothing. She had to keep her self calm in public so she didn't cause a scene and blow their cover. "Got anything good Chrysi?" She asked.
She soon came back with the girl, guiding her onto the rooftop, "Here we are." she hummed, introducing the girl to her friends
(What shall the girl's name be?)
(The girl is Asalin…………………………………………………………………… Like @@gracehustle's character.)
(oof..I didnt think that they had already talked to her..)
(They were supposed to… That was the whole point of sending them down… Was to get you……..)
(I’m here again and idk what to do)
(Welllllllllll something big should happen real soon and you can get into the action there. Okay?)
(0of, I feel like I should just stop. Sorry guys.)
(It's fine! Also they're like a way above everyone else. The RP is called rooftops cause the rebels operate… On the rooftops. Just a quick thing that I figured I should clear up.)
Chrysi sighed as she looked through her notes, "Not yet… Wait what's that next float?"
The float was covered in dark red scales with golden accent and a clear eastern choice of design. In the back was a towering throne with a boy sitting on it looking tall and proud almost. Had they finally figured it out? No, the boy had no INK. They were still uncertain, but yet here it is in the parade. The Dragon gene.
(Welllllllllll something big should happen real soon and you can get into the action there. Okay?)
(okay)
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