forum Desire's Untrust (Group RP) (CLOSED!)

Started April 19, 2021 by @requiemisback language

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Crow fiddled with the drawstrings on his sweater, unsure whether he should sit somewhere or keep standing where he was. Staying around these people wasn't the most comfortable, but at least they weren't out to kill him. Yet.

"Beats me." He shrugged. "I don't have much of an opinion but I'd rather not stick around here for too long."
Glancing over at Spectra, he wondered how someone could look so calm and at home considering the circumstances they were facing. He wasn't positive if this was envy or frustration he was feeling, but it didn't quite sit right with him.
"I mean, you're the one with the map." He pointed out, motioning towards Kirsten's hands.

"My my, you should be a lot more careful my dear." Margot finished up wrapping the man's hand in some bandages. She carefully tied it tightly then snipped off the extra tidbits. Snapping her fingers, she look at the man. He gazed down at it then gently moved it to make sure nothing else was wrong with it. "Better?" She asked.

The man nodded, giving her a smile. "Thank you," He said before walking out of the room. She returned the grin with a small one of her own. Her eyes were glued on him till he walked out and the door shut.

A sigh left her crimson-colored lips as she leaned against the table. How one accidentally gets a serious cut while in the kitchen is beyond her, but she has seen a lot worse. When will the next one be? How worse will the injury be? Only the lord knows in her case.

Margot tucked a strand behind her ear as she walked over to pick up her phone. After watching the screen light up, she set it down. No new messages. She thought she'd at least get something from the boss, but guess not. Again she exhaled deeply then went to clean her tools.

Kirsten huffed. "Well, yeah, but I only have this so we can plan where to go," she grumbled, stirring slightly. "Plus, we need team cooperation. That's the only way we'll come up with a plan on where to go first, as well as where to go from thereon." Kirsten hated that she was the one giving the peppy talk about teamwork and crap, but she couldn't deny the fact that she was one of the only few that could actually give it, despite her being a major hothead. She felt as if she were one of the only ones with enough motivation to pull through and make a legit plan, though that probably wasn't the case. But she continued prattling on in spite of that fact.

"I'm thinking we should try and find a roundabout way out of Italy," she added casually. "I get that the lot of us grew up here, but even so, we need to leave before the boss' sentries are fully planted and ready to target us. We've already had a few altercations with them, so given, it's best we look for a way out before they act out any further against us." Kirsten leaned back in her chair, crossing one leg over the other.

(Violet is in the gang and Dustin is her protector ( @imNOTdenki ?) So odk if they'll be together or doing their own thing. Sparrow is one of the traitors so o don't know what the traitors are doing right now so idk how to write my statter)

(The traitors are in one place talking about where to go.)
(And Dustin would be violet)

Sparrow 'tsked' and pushed off the wall she was leaning against. "I don't care if we leave Italy, the boss's sentries are worse than leaving our childhood backyards." She uncrowded her arms and started chewing on a toothpick.

Violet was sitting crouched like a frog on the floor. She had her eyes closed and was trying to make it to the other side of the room without tripping over her own two feet. She stood up and poked a foot in front of her, satisfied when she didn't hot anything. She moved through the room gracefully, years of ballet as a kid taught her to move in silence. She managed to reach the other side of the room, knowing she did so when she walked into the wall and fell to the ground, groaning.

Dustin popped in the room, slow clapping.
"Good job, if your attempting to hit the wall with your face."
He walked over to here and held his hand out to help her up off the floor.
His face was neutral as normal, though some people that didn't know him would think neutral was his angry face.
"maybe next time try and not to hit the wall, just an idea though."

Her nose hurt, more than she thought it would, as she took Dustin's hand to stand up. "Screw you." She glared and she lightly pressed it. "I was trying to move through the room without hitting anyone or anything, clearly I need to work on it a bit more. I'm just glad I didnt break my nose." She sniffed.

Crow pulled out a chair and sat down. How does everyone have so much energy? He thought, rubbing his temples.
"Sounds good to me," he replied, looking back at Kirsten. He decided it would probably be best to take a second to calm down before heading back into action. "I don't care about leaving either. Whatever is for the best."
He had mixed feelings about this place, and although he didn't want to stay, he couldn't help but feel a sense of attachment towards it.

( @_toxin, quick question. What do we mean by sentries here? Are they mafia member sent to capture the traitors or smth like that?)

(yes, sentries in this case refer to the gang members trying to hunt down the traitors and eliminate them)

Kirsten nodded affirmatively. "Alright then. Now, I think that if do end up leaving Italy, we're still gonna have to stick to the roundabout way of leaving. That's easier said than done, yes, but if we were to take a boat or plane…" the female continued to ramble on about possible ways of exiting Italy that would assure they weren't being tailed.

( @_toxin, quick question. What do we mean by sentries here? Are they mafia member sent to capture the traitors or smth like that?)

(yes, sentries in this case refer to the gang members trying to hunt down the traitors and eliminate them)

(Alright, thanks, that word just conjured a different image for me haha)