@Fraust
"Isn't there something called a witch doctor? Should we go outside? I don't know whether we're allowed to be in the school this late…"
"Isn't there something called a witch doctor? Should we go outside? I don't know whether we're allowed to be in the school this late…"
Darren laughed quietly at Lillian.
"We probably should go outside" Darren replied finally saying something.
Lillian got quiet. Going outside was a step closer to home, but not one to argue she nodded, "I don't think the janitors appreciate us being in here this late."
(Should Lloyd be challenged to shoot something? Mr Witch Man, plz shoot a thing lmao)
(Lol)
Darren exited the school and turned to the other two. "So what now?"
Lloyd followed Darren out, looking around outside. Hues of red and gold had begun to blend with the blue sky. "Dunno. I haven't any plans." He continued twirling the bow, although its appearance remained the same this time.
"Me neither." Darren looked at Lillian. "How about you, plans?"
Lillian looked down at the ground, "I don't have any."
"Sweet! So back to the previous question of what do we do now?"
Lillian shrugged. Out of the corner of her eye she swore she saw her parents car. She shook the thought out of her head, It's just nerves, "I don't know. Any ideas?"
Lloyd wasn't paying much attention to the conversation, just pulling back the string of his bow. "What should I shoot?"
(Is it Friday in the RP?)
"I don't care what you shoot as long as it's not me!"
(It can be?)
"Pfft, I don't shoot people, especially humans, if I can help it."
(Yeah.)
Lillian stepped back, "Don't shoot me either!"
"As childish as it seems we should have a sleepover." Darren winced when the words came out of his mouth. Do highschoolers say sleepover?
"Sure. I live alone anyways, so no one's expecting me." Lloyd spotted a bird about two hundred… maybe three hundred yards/meters (idk what you guys use but they're pretty close) away and let the arrow loose. It zipped swiftly through the air and pierced the bird, sending it plummeting to the ground.
"That sounds cool," Lillian began fidgeting with her hands. She was worried about her parents, if she went they would get mad at her. And if they were mad at her that meant… Her hand crept up to her eye before she forced it down, No, don't think about that.
Darren remembered the stories about Lillian's parents. "Are you sure that's gonna be okay Lillian?" Darren looked at her with concern lacing his green eyes. "I don't want to get you in any kind of trouble or anything."
"Angel, actually. Witches don't exist, at least not that I know of."
(Luena is gonna be a huge fucking shock then. XD)
Luena frowned. Rehearsal times were over, and staff was ushering her out of the school. The group hadn't returned since Paige was thrown into a panic. She limped out the front entrance of the school, and sat down on the stairs. Luena looked around - slightly hunched over due to her wound - trying to see if she could find the others.
Lillian met his eyes before nodding, "Yeah, I'll just have to be careful. I can come."
"Awesome! Who's house?"
"Not mine," Lillian shook her head. Her parents wouldn't like that. Especially without notice.
Lloyd pulled back the bowstring again, looking for something to shoot. He was a good shot, very good, actually. He had been specially trained with both ranged in close combat, so he had to be very accurate and precise from afar. He shot down another faraway bird. The arrows of light dissipated after they had finished their job, and formed as long as there was any source of light, so he didn't have to worry about running out of ammo.
"I live alone in a cheap apartment, so I doubt that'll work."
"My dad is leaving for a business trip tonight so I'll have the house to myself if we want to do it there?"
"If it's okay with you," Lillian looked at Darren. He was really a nice and sweet guy. Wait, was she getting a crush? Shoot.
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